Yama Rising Chapter 784: : Demolition

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Bring the soul into your hands. He pinched a seal, then crushed it.

Searching for the soul, the basic technique of Yincha, although basic, but easy to use.

If it is really like what he thought, then... the entire Huangjia Village will be forever! Everyone...damn it! This place... this evil place shouldn't exist on the map of China!

The dead can never expect the living of the living. Their best destination is their Yama Temple.

Shu Lala...As if the ebb and flow in his mind, pictures appeared around him. Like walking on a long corridor of memory, that is Tongtong's life.

He saw...a group of people rushed in noisily, holding wooden sticks and knives in their hands. Dressed up and flowing. And Tongtong's parents screamed and quickly hid him under the bed.

No, it's not just them. Looking through the gaps in the crowd, the whole earth building is facing off. A lot of people came, smoking cigarettes, shaved heads... at least a few hundred people crowded the entire Huangjia Tulou.

Noisy.

Everywhere, there was a simmering noise, and I couldn't hear what was said, but the violent scent of anger could be felt even through memory. Soon, with a loud noise, accompanied by the cry of the child and the scream of the adult, this increasingly hot conflict finally escalated completely.

Boom! A wardrobe was thrown from upstairs to the bottom, and fell to pieces. Then, every household, old-fashioned dressing tables, washing machines, cups, clothes and shoes... raindrops are falling!

"Can you move it?!" The memory was shattered, and his viewing angle suddenly changed. A bald young man, holding a wooden stick in his hand, slammed it down at a woman in front of him. There was a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were red, and he kicked the opponent's stomach again, and sipped: "I don't want to go with the money?! Ask again, whether to move!!"

"Blue sky!!" The woman was covered in blood, and her face and tears seemed to turn into a river of blood. She desperately grabbed the young man: "Three thousand dollars let me move! You are so conscience!!" "

"Don't move it, right?" The bald stick hit the woman's arm straight: "Shame on your face!"

"God!" Behind the woman, an old woman with white hair stopped in front of the woman with tears on her face: "You kill me! You beasts!"

The stick fell heavily on the old woman's shoulder. She fainted without humming.

"Mom...Mom!! I, I fight with you!!"

There are too many similar pictures, appearing around Qin Ye like **** on earth.

"TV?! Watching your TV! Damn it! Give it to Laozi!!!" "Don't move it! Want to live in the garbage? I can do you well!"

Slap! A loud slap on the face of a mellow woman, her head was disheveled, and she wanted to rush over like crazy. But she was held tightly, just outside the guardrail, and several people were carrying her home's TV-this was still one of the top three items in the 1990s. She had just bought it after her wedding.

"Don't smash it...please...oooooo..." The woman was already crying with tears on her face and finger marks on her face, crying as if absent. But the answer to her was the excitement of a group of hooligans, and the TV set down violently, making a loud noise.

"Smash! Keep smashing for Lao Tzu! I see how hard your bones are!!" Destruction is always a beast hidden in people's hearts. But now, with many people, this beast has been completely released. Several hooligans shouted vigorously with veins on their necks, as if they had done the most glorious thing in their lives.

Qin

I saw it at night... Seeing an old lady desperately protecting the child below, with a stick on her back falling like rain, she did not dare to lift her head, she could only be like a helpless hen. Finally, after a stick hit the back of her head, she lay down softly.

He also saw...a young man's head was held by these gangsters, and he slammed on the wall, his head covered with blood. And the room behind him, with the red "囍" closet, and the bed, is already a piece of cake...

He felt a cramp in the corner of his eye. He always believed that the kindest thing is human nature, and the ugliest thing is also human nature. And human nature will transform from a beast... to a demon in a herd mentality.

He has an instinct that if this goes on... something big will happen.

These hooligans are already on the verge of madness, they only need a little friction, and the situation will be out of control.

Soon, this friction will come.

"Move or not." At the door of a household, a hooligan punched a thin young woman in the stomach, and the woman knelt down as soon as her legs were soft. However, the door suddenly opened in the next second. The man rushed out with a stick frantically.

"I will let you fight! Let you fight! I will kill you!" His eyes were red, his glasses were crooked, and he danced wildly with a stick. He obviously hadn't fought, had no rules, and didn't have the courage to really kill the gangster. He just danced around at the door of his house. But by coincidence, he hit the nose of the leader.

How strong is the stimulation?

The hooligan’s nose turned crooked in an instant, his nosebleeds gushing out, and he covered his nose and fell back. Suddenly, everyone around him surrounded him.

"Brother Marco!" "Brother Marco, are you okay?" "Brother Marco. Are you okay?"

Before the voice fell, Brother Marco jumped up suddenly.

He is tall and muscular. At the moment, the lower half of his face is bloody, he rushes over with his teeth, grabs the man's head, and slams into the wall desperately.

"Fuck! Dare to hit me?!"

Boom! !

"What the **** are you! You dare to do it to me!!"

Boom! !

The woman on the side was already staying, and then she screamed and rushed up and grabbed: "Don't fight! Don't fight! It's dead!"

Ma Ge has never heard of it, dong dong dong! After hitting a dozen times and barely hearing the youth's breathing, he pinched the opponent's neck and sprayed his saliva on the face that was no longer visible. He gritted his teeth and said: "Can't move it!! "

There was no answer, only a faint breath.

"Move or not!"

Bah... He spit on Marco's face. He touched it, his lips trembling.

That was the ultimate expression of anger.

"Don't fight anymore!! Dead!!!" In the woman's heart-piercing scream, Ma grabbed the young man and dragged him... onto the guardrail of the earth building.

"Awesome?!" He looked at the man frantically, and desperately pressed his figure down the railing: "Awesome, right? Huh? Don’t move?! Huh! I..."

Before the voice fell, the railing broke.

In everyone's dull eyes, the young man fell without a doubt. There was also an unbelievable look on his face. Below, there is a huge locust tree. The chaotic scene.

Boom...a dull voice sounded, and a red blood flower bloomed.

Qin Ye closed his eyes.

"Humanity..." He sighed and was about to continue looking down. However, the memory of the other party is like candlelight, and the rest

It burns out instantly.

"My lord, did you find what you were looking for?" Quan Jinghao asked immediately when he opened his eyes.

"No." Qin Yeyou said quietly: "His memory is not complete, I saw some things I don't want to see..."

"What is it?"

Qin Ye didn't speak, just glanced at the wooden nailed window, and shook his head gently for a long time.

Forced demolition.

I'm afraid not many people still remember how much blood was stained on the hands of the more remote real estate developers when they first made a fortune.

This is a **** cake. As long as it is demolished, it can change from tens of thousands of compensation to 1,000 compensation, let alone stay with them in the house. The Huangjia Tulou...obviously experienced a forced demolition. He also understood why there would be such a big crack on the second to fourth floor of the Tulou.

No one cares what treatment the residents get.

No one wants to know if they will survive.

People's hearts are worthless in front of banknotes.

But this is not what he wants to see.

What he wanted to see was why Tongtong became like this.

Now that he has some ideas, he suspects that making Tongtong such a person is the heinous soul. Chu Renmei was also looking for him, but...not enough.

First, why does Chu Renmei want to possess her?

This shows that... the other party is an untouchable existence from Chu people. Either...the people in this building, they are always alive like zombies. Chu Renmei did not kill them either. Either...

This person, outside! Where the people of Huangjiacun cannot go, Chu Renmei must be possessed and leave!

Secondly, the person who made Tongtong a monster, even if it didn't turn the whole village into the present one, must have a deep relationship. But is this worthy of the "heinous" comment?

Following the first inference, there is only one possibility why Chu Renmei wants to kill the other party.

The other party dug up her bones and abandoned them in the cold lake. This makes sense.

But.

This is the characteristic of capital, it is the evil of human nature, and it is not enough for heinous conditions. Look at other Dong Zhuo, Luoyang burned, tens of thousands of people and thousands of years of ancient capital burned. Look at other people, Qin Chu, a famous treacherous minister in history, a dynasty ended indirectly. Take another look at Su Da, a generation of demon queen, who also indirectly ended a dynasty.

The chief culprit in your village wants to be ranked? Is listed as the equivalent "unforgivable"?

This title is too cheap.

"No matter what, first find Huang Jiansen's existence. He knows...why the Huangjia Tulou became like this. He also knows...everything about the beauty of Chu people, her purpose, why she doesn't touch the people in Huangjiacun. He It may not be the last stop of this puzzle, but it must be the key to the next stop!"

Information, information is my first need now. He seemed to be playing a puzzle, holding a single board and no one could see what it was. But when they are together, the whole thing will suddenly become clear.

So, every fragment, even the seemingly irrelevant fragment, he can't let go.

Buying the memory of the forced demolition in his heart, he opened the door and walked out.

The wind brought the freshness of the morning into his chest, and he sighed quietly as he looked at the Huang Family Tulou, which seemed to have come alive again.

Including today, there are two days left.

Two days later, the Winter Clothes Festival.

His time... is running out.