Yama Rising - 619

After speaking, he stopped listening to the answer. The figure is like a fallen leaf, fluttering gently, stepping out tens of meters in the air, and standing in the middle of the national highway. In front of him, the leaves danced wildly, but they did not dissipate, as if they were wrapped in an invisible behemoth.

“Why are the donors here?” The old monk put his hands together and asked with his eyes down after announcing the Buddha’s horn.

“Hehe…” A sharp laugh sounded in his ears: “Master Baima Temple, you are still alive… I heard that you were awarded one of the three highest combat powers in Yang? It’s a thief to be old and not to die. You should die. You always worry so much.

“Amitabha…” The old monk said motionlessly: “The evil spirit is in the world, and the poor monk dare not die.”

He gently twisted the golden bodhi in his hand, and his voice was solemn: “So, tonight, the poor monk stopped here.”

“The poor monk can feel…you and the one in the Pearl River…have the same ferocious yin aura. You…none of you are kind.”

“Dare to ask your name?”

silence.

There was only the rustle of falling leaves. After a long time, a voice sounded: “Under the command of Xindifu, Master of Taoist Asura, Qin Yan.”

Chan Ming’s eyes flashed, staring at the national road. Three seconds later, he shook his head: “Under the command of the underworld, it’s a bad man. The bad man is invisible, but you can see it.”

“You are a ghost, not a bad guy. Qin Yan… Amitabha… only hates poor monks with low mana.”

“Stupid! Detour!” Qin Yan sneered: “The official came out in a hurry and didn’t have any proof. I will ask you, where should I go to see her? I have to take the national road? I can’t feel a person. The middle-ranked man is waiting for me here? Want to meet me? How can’t you think of this?”

“and……”

“Do you feel the smell of blood that I have eaten recently?”

Chan Ming was stunned.

There really isn’t it?

No, no, I haven’t even eaten blood for months?

How can this be?

Is it true?

Qin Chu, who thinks he is extremely good at figuring out what he wants, smiled and said: “Old monk, go back to your White Horse Temple to take care of your care. You can live a few more years. Tell you, today, this king is here by the order of King Ha! I am especially convinced. The one from the Pearl River. Yes, the Pearl River ban is unsolvable. The entire Pearl River Delta will return to the subordination of the underworld. What merit is this? Do you let it?”

Master Chanming didn’t speak, he looked deeply at the center of the national road. There, a luxurious horse-drawn carriage was parked behind countless fallen leaves, and it was driven by four skeletons and horse-drawn carriages. It is a typical ancient carriage in China. Four palace lanterns hung in the four corners, burning ghostly fire. Except for an ancient corpse who drove the car, there was no entourage.

Time seemed to stagnate, and a full minute passed. Master Chanming smiled: “Great merit, Qin donor, please.”

The vast army behind him slowly stepped aside with the continuous transmission of orders. There was a sneer in the carriage, and the zombie coachman shook his whip, and the carriage rushed out with a lot of wind.

In the carriage, Qin Hui gently lowered the curtain. With a string of Buddhist beads hanging in his hand, he rubbed it gently, and two ghost fires the size of pinpoints kept beating in his eyes. After a long time, he gave a soft tusk.

He came without an edict, cutting first and then playing.

He is very anxious, very anxious.

Qin Yan Wang gave the order to take Kongmo’s head, but he did not complete it. The other party held several vaginal objects in his hand, all of which were of the rank of the emperor. He didn’t want to hurt himself too much. The best way is to contact other Taoists, and the two Taoists attack together. Even if Kong Mo has great abilities, he can only catch it with his hands.

The most important thing is…Qin Yanwang seems to have a bad impression of him. To reverse this impression, the best way is to convince the other two Taoists that this triumphant accomplishment in the town of San Francisco is definitely enough to make him win the eyes of King Qin Yan. .

However, they never met.

He doesn’t know the habits of the other two Taoists at all, don’t think that there is no competition between Li ghosts of their level, don’t forget, the fastest way for Li ghosts to advance is to swallow each other!

“In order to get the addition of Yan Wang’s blue eyes, this old man is considered to be willing to go…” He retracted into the luxurious brocade robe and sighed quietly.

At this moment, a strange sound came over the car with the night breeze.

Knocking, knocking…Like a wooden fish, but not like the rhythmic sound of a wooden fish, but connected in one piece, densely packed.

Lone car in the middle of the night, walking in the abandoned city, but can hear the endless sound like a wooden fish. And the whimpering wind, as if approaching another world. Qin Hui lifted the curtain and looked at it, his red eyes the size of a needle suddenly shrank.

They are passing by a main road. The modern city that used to soar into the sky, now only has a lifeless, black-and-lit high-rise buildings, like silent tombstones in the dark night. There was a dark and cloudy wind that was visible to the naked eye on the road. When they passed between the buildings, they brought countless chilling ghosts.

In this kingdom of the dead, the only color is black. Mixed with pale and bright red.

The red one is a lamp made of human skulls, hung under the street lamps on both sides of the road. From the hideous black hole of the skeleton, a bright red ghost fire was ejected.

White is the color of bones. At a height of one meter from the street lamp, there is a wind chime that resembles an isolation belt. Arm bones, leg bones, sternum… human bones were suspended by black ropes, and when the wind blew, they made a sound like a wooden fish, and even the traces of nibbling on them could be seen.

No… it’s not a rope, it’s… a chain made of blood-stained black hair!

There are even a lot of human heads that have not been eaten clean. The rotten flesh is glued to the solidified dark red blood clots, staring at this hell.

“It’s really lacking in beauty.” Qin Hui shook his head and was about to withdraw his gaze. Suddenly, the sound of a gong sounded, and then, a shrill voice shouted loudly: “On business trips, stay away!”

Qin Hui opened his mouth slightly in shock, and all the curtains were rolled up. The wind howled, he appeared outside the car instantly.

There is a crossroad in front of them. I don’t know how long it has been abandoned, and the street lights are full of crows. With this sound, a one-meter-high paper-pierced man suddenly jumped out on the left side of the intersection.

He was wearing red clothes and a pale face, knocking on the gong and jumping forward. Following him, there was the second and the third… dozens of paper piercing people have been jumping out!

At twelve o’clock in the deserted city, the paper pierced people at night, and the human bones hung on both sides, this absurd and terrifying picture spreads infinitely. After sixteen people stuck with paper, there was a momentary silence. Immediately after… there was a crash, and a paw that was half a meter in size was pressed against the corner wall, and the bricks and glass fell like rain.

“My lord, do you want to clean up?” The zombie’s voice was as smooth as iron, hoarsely.

“No need.” Qin Hui slowly turned the golden Buddha beads in his hand and said calmly: “This is’dinner’. Legend has it that the Hungry Ghost Daoist has an unwritten rule that whoever interrupts her eating is hers. A mortal enemy…no matter, the old man will just take a look at how honorable this generation of demon empress is.”

As soon as his voice fell, two four-meter-high figures suddenly appeared around the corner.

The hands are as long as the ground, and the head is as big as a fight. He was completely red, wearing completely uncoordinated black and white clothes, holding a crying stick, because his stomach was too big, he stretched the clothes on his abdomen completely, revealing a bulging belly.

Hungry ghost.

Only the hunger, the desire for flesh and blood has become obsession, as long as there is something alive, there is nothing it does not eat. It is said that there is a forbidden technique for making the living dead in the West, which is inspired by hungry ghosts… Before Qin Hui could think about it, all the evil ghosts looked at him instantly, and then Gu Jing moved away without any waves.

Behind them, followed… a team of ghosts with hundreds of people!

“On a business trip?” At this moment, Qin Hui suddenly felt ridiculous.

Only after seeing the real Pengqiu did I know how crappy Dong Shi Xiaoling is.

Only after seeing a real badass did you know that arrogance and murderous aura, you can’t pretend at all.

He was standing here, but the team didn’t seem to see him, turning around the crossroads, all the way forward, just ahead, there was a bridge.

This is the once famous bridge across the river in Zhuzhou City. It was built in the 1990s, but now this bridge…seems like something is wrong?

It is blood red.

And, gently… little by little… creeping?

Yinling Renlong divided Qin Hui and Daqiao into two sides. He was motionless like a stone sculpture, only the turning Buddha beads in his hand could see that he was still alive. The coachman stood quietly behind him. Seeing that thousands of Yinlings finally walked on the bridge completely.

Right now!

The “Bridge” trembled suddenly, keeping straight and retracting back crazily! Qin Hui’s eyes jumped and followed closely. Watching this “bridge” retreat back to the other side of the Pearl River, I also saw…On the other side of the bank, the clouds that had originally covered my fingers suddenly dispersed, revealing a hideous face.

Hoop! All the ghosts, without resistance, were instantly swallowed into the mouth of this monster. That bridge… turned out to be the tongue of this monster across the Pearl River!

Even the zombie who didn’t feel at all, trembled all over at this moment, and couldn’t help shaking.

This scene is so weird, facing each other across the river. In the deepest part of Jiangnan, black clouds are like weaving, and ghosts are like stars. And in that black fog, a giant over a hundred meters tall suddenly stood up! With the sky full of cloudy air, like a tengu shiyue, he stretched his neck.

Her head is so big that she can vaguely tell that she is a woman from her naked body. The top of his head is bald, and the sides are covered with sparse gray hair, dancing frantically. Under the blood-red skin, there seemed to be countless mice crawling and wriggling around. Like Qin Chu, her eyes are also inlaid with two small blood-red dots in the sunken eye sockets.

That is the symbol of the soul being burned by the six realms of karma.

The very evil existence in the world.

Hungry ghost Taoist master, Su Da’s true body!