Yama Rising Chapter 785: : Calling the Soul (1)

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The sky is very dark. The Huangjia Tulou, which was originally gloomy, is like night under this sky.

Qin Ye slowly walked downstairs, and when he appeared, everyone was stunned. Then, he raised his head and looked at him directly.

"Are you... still alive?" The old man nearest to him stood up tremblingly on crutches, his voice was floating, his face was shocked: "Two days...two days before the Winter Festival ...You are not dead yet!"

"It's impossible..." On the other side, Huang Xiaoqing also came over, her throat twitched lightly, and her hand holding the railing became dead white: "It's been two days...You haven't died yet? You? ...Even went to the second floor?"

"How is it possible?" "There has never been someone who can survive... in two days..." "How could..."

A villager all came over. Qin Yehao picked up the phone and looked at it in his spare time.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

"Nothing is impossible." Putting away the phone, he calmly looked at everyone: "I want to know...Where is Huang Jiansen."

This sentence made the boiling crowd quiet down instantly. After a long time, Huang Xiaoqing leisurely lit a cigarette, spit out the smoke ring, and said lightly: "Dead."

Dead?

Qin Ye frowned again. According to his thoughts, Huang Jiansen was the village chief and someone who knew everything about the whole village. He was most likely to become that heinous soul. However, he was dead?

How is this possible?

"How could he... die?" Qin Ye looked at Huang Xiaoqing in disbelief: "According to the county annals, he lived for more than three hundred and forty years, how could he die?"

"You may have misread it." The old man who had been lying on a wicker chair before, coughed like a zombie: "Huang Jiansen...In the history of Huangjia Village, this name has appeared four times. The same name is just that. The first time was the second village head. The last time was the current village head. Do you think he lived for more than a thousand years?"

Qin Ye was silent.

Do you have the same name... He raised his head and glanced at everyone on the scene: "I want to know what he has in his lifetime, what can I do?"

The old man smiled. His gaze was very calm, very calm, as if life and death were completely disregarded, he gently shook the fan in the winter, and said like a dead man: "If it is other time, there is no way. But... now is the Winter Clothes Festival." /

"One week before the Winter Clothes Festival in 1999, Huang Jiansen... just hanged in that room." He pointed to the top of his head: "204, if you are not afraid of death... just go up and try..."

204... Qin Ye nodded and walked toward the second floor again.

The decryption of this "game" is getting more and more solved, and there are more and more clues. After the second day, he has more initiative.

204...Walking all the way down the second floor, he finally saw room 204, not only the windows but also the door was nailed down. A fist opened the wooden plank blocking the door, and a rancid smell of years came out immediately.

Huang Family Tulou, so far, he has not seen any living things other than humans.

Such a big locust tree, without birds, is like a tomb early in the morning. There are no insects, not to mention cats and dogs. He didn't even see any mice in this room.

The light is terribly dim, and the dim sunlight is thrown in from the window, and the dust flying up and down can be seen blurry. Following these faint rays of light, you can see the room clearly. The cabinets, chairs, desks, and daily necessities that collapsed in all directions were covered with dust. In the 1980s/90s, the "only one good" basin was filled with garbage. Dilapidated like a haunted house.

These things can't attract Qin Ye's attention at all, and they really make him look away...the whole room

All rooms, including doors and windows, are all pasted with yellow talisman paper!

These talisman papers have not known how many years have passed, and they are covered with dust. Quietly posted on the wall. Qin Ye walked over and took a look, the corners of his eyes twitched lightly.

These talisman paper... actually linger with a touch of true spirit!

The age is untestable, but at least for decades, there is still this kind of innocence... The person who put the talisman paper on it is probably the same level as him!

Fujun... Someone has been here!

He didn't tear off any one. In this kind of place, all actions must be cautious. Instead, he gently picked up one and looked at it carefully.

The dragon and phoenix dance on the Fulu, Zhenqi and Yinqi are completely different power systems, and he can't understand what is written on it. But below, there is a seal. Blow off the dust on it, you can clean it and see: the golden seal of Empowerment Pujue Guangci Daguoji, the golden seal of eleven characters!

"This is..." Qin Ye was stunned, looked around in disbelief, and muttered: "National Teacher?"

"This is the national teacher?" Quan Jinghao's mouth opened into an "O" shape: "The national teacher has been here? Why did you confiscated the female ghost?"

Qin Ye laughed. Chu Renmei is also a mansion, and even his wicked servant finds it difficult. Human palace monarchs are inherently disadvantaged in the face of Li ghosts, how to accept them?

"The national teacher of the Qing Dynasty. And it is the first generation of the national teacher of the Qing Dynasty." Qin Ye put down the talisman, desperately searching for the owner of the golden seal in his mind, and said in a deep voice: "The fourteenth chapter Jiahu Tu Ketu, was entrusted as the enlightened Pujue Guangci Grand Master in the 45th year of Kangxi. He has served in three dynasties and is a remarkable figure."

"My lord, how did you know?"

Qin Ye said calmly: "The national teachers of the past dynasties are all from the guardians of the gods and guards. There are no exceptions. For this kind of thing, the Special Investigation Office has a lot of information."

His gaze looked at the whole room, the national teacher was nothing, his purpose here was nothing more than an elixir. But...what are these talisman used for?

Suppression?

Impossible. In the Qing Dynasty, Chu people were not born in beauty. This is a land abandoned by the gods. The people inside can't get out at all. What is he suppressing?

And... he can barely be called knowledgeable now. There are no one hundred and eighty types of talisman that suppress Li ghosts. He always feels... these talismans are very different from the suppression talisman he has seen. .

This kind of difference is not the difference in drawing, but the kind. If the talisman that suppresses Li ghost is called Hua Guozi, then the other Fulu is a kind of Hua Guo character, but the characters are different. For example, this sentence of suppression talisman is "suppression of Ligui", and the other sentence is "evil spirit super power". Even if the words are different, you can see that the same system is the square word.

But... the Fulu here is like replacing Hua Guozi with ABC, obviously not a system.

A brand new piece of puzzle... He took out his phone, took a photo of the talisman, and threw it to Quan Jinghao: "You go out now, you are a ghost, and you should not be found by the concierge. Go to Anjing Village and release it. Robin, inform the scholars think tank that the most proficient talisman master will come and say...I have an urgent matter to summon."

"Yes."

Boom... The door closed gently, and Quan Jinghao left. Qin Ye walked two steps in the room, grabbing his hand, and an incense burner appeared.

"Wait a minute...No matter what happens, you will stop me." He looked at Liu Changmin deeply, and the other nodded vigorously.

He placed the incense burner in the center, and did not start immediately, but closed his eyes and rested, adjusting his energy to the highest peak.

An old man's words on the first floor: A week before the Winter Clothes Festival in 1999, Huang Jiansen was hanged in that room. If you are not afraid of death...just go up and try.

He doesn’t seem to have any luxury to live

Look, keep your words as short as possible. However, Qin Ye understood.

Try it? try what?

A week before the Winter Clothes Festival, Huang Jiansen hanged here. So...today is also within his first seven.

Only one can try.

Call the soul!

Ten minutes later, Qin Ye opened his eyes, his breath was restrained, and Gu Jing was waveless. With a light stroke of the hand, the incense stick on the incense burner suddenly lit up a little ghost fire and slowly burned.

Puzz...Puzz...The room seemed so quiet that sparks could be heard. Ten seconds, thirty seconds...50 seconds, just a minute later...Suddenly there were several sounds, and the windows suddenly closed! The room is completely dark!

Although the wooden boards were nailed, the window was still open to the outside. At this moment, it closed suddenly, and the whole room lost all the light source. It's like being in hell. In the next second... a frantic sound of brushing and pulling sounded, coming from all directions, getting louder and louder!

That was... the sound of the talisman paper lifting up and shaking desperately.

A room where all doors and windows are closed and there is no wind.

"My lord..." Liu Changmin looked at everything around him in a daze: "Have you recruited?"

"It's not him!!" Qin Ye looked around with very vigilant eyes: "It's her...she's here...it's Chu Renmei."

"It turns out that this is what the old man said "not afraid of death"...wait..."

He narrowed his eyes.

The beginning of the movie Mountain Village Old Corpse is also a call to soul!

Reality and movie perfectly match in a certain moment!

Swipe! The incense flame suddenly rose one meter high. Behind the flames, Chu's beautiful dark blue robe and hideous face suddenly appeared in the darkness.

"Dead!!!" Just when she appeared, her facial features were instantly distorted, her blood basin suddenly opened, and her hair rushed in like tides. However, the target was not Qin Ye, it was just Xiang case.

Rumble...At this moment, the entire Huang Family Tulou was covered with clouds.

The dark clouds gathered from all directions, forming a 100-meter cloud hole above the earth building, and the ridges of lightning, like a lightning absorber in the cloud hole, rushed in. In less than ten seconds, a gushing thunderball was formed, which was uncertain.

"Bold." Qin Ye snorted coldly, and a chain flew out from his sleeve robe, took the lead in hooking the incense burner, and flew in front of him, at the same time, quickly forming a seal in his hand. In the room, a cloud of wind condenses, and an illusory figure is unfolding.

The soul of Huang Jiansen!

"Zi——!!!" At the moment the soul appeared, Chu Renmei screamed, and the tsunami-like hair suddenly formed a giant hand, grabbing Qin Yetian Linggai. However, at the same time, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, a loud noise, and the entire earth building was trembling!

"This is..." Qin Ye blinked, and suddenly remembered some words of Tongtong.

There is a system...If anyone does something that doesn't meet the requirements, he will be greeted by thunder.

This is the rule of the God Abandoned Land.

And now... he looked at the censer floating in front of him, then looked at the censer suddenly stopped, his face was distorted and angry, but he never dared to be more beautiful...

"You...seem to have done something wrong?" Qin Ye pressed his handprints together and stared at the other side firmly: "You violated the heavenly rule here, the sky thunder came to the world... why?"

"It's not because you want to shoot at me, after all, it's not once or twice. That's..."

He took a deep breath, the hand seal was over, and an illusory spirit body had already walked out of the void.

"Because of Huang Jiansen."

"God thinks that you can't meet him?"