Yama Rising - 646

Sand… the dark fingers swept lightly across the hanging cowhide. A fat man, wearing a red robe and holding a pipe, carefully cleaned the countless cowhide hanging in the air.

This is a stone house. The house is not small, about four to five hundred square meters. The height is also very strange, as high as ten meters. It was covered with cowhide. These cowhides have been processed almost transparently, and at a glance, it looks like a human leather sewing shop.

The man was holding a knife in his hand, trimming the body garments skillfully. Occasionally a piece of smoke spit out from the pipe, filling the place with a weird atmosphere. And just as he carefully repaired the cowhide, suddenly, there was a crisp sound of “card”.

He pinched the index finger of the knife, which had been folded into a terrible angle because of excessive force.

“After all, it’s a body that has been dead for thirty years…” The man sighed lightly and snapped his index finger to the right: “It’s time to change a bone. I don’t know when I can work at the gate of the underworld. Money…”

At this moment, a continuous jingle sound suddenly sounded in the stone house. On the roof, they were covered with thin slices of bones, tied to a red rope, and when they hit each other, they were as crisp and sweet as a wind chime.

“Is it time again…” He sighed softly, put down the knife in his hand, pulled away a piece of leather, and walked outside the door.

As he got closer and closer to the door, the Yin Qi on his body became heavier and heavier, from ghosts, to souls, to impermanence! In his eye sockets, two pale ghost fires also jumped.

While walking, there are constantly floating ghosts around him handing spears, bone rings, and headdresses made of pure gold. The heavy golden neck ring and various accessories, when they reach the door, the simple red robe has become majestic and heavy because of these very famous and popular jewelry.

Unlike Huaguo’s fine crafting, his dress has a rough and wild flavor, but it doesn’t make people feel less majestic and lacking in beauty.

At the ten-meter-high gate, there were already two Yin Ling waiting at the gate, and with his arrival, he opened the gate one step in advance.

Carrara…a piece of brilliance sank into the house. That is not the light of the sun, but the color of the torch. The man seemed to be used to it, an inch from the ground, floating out of thin air.

Outside the gate, there was a strange and staggering picture.

Here is an island.

Isolated island in the sea.

The island is probably tens of thousands of square meters in size, and the most central place is a gorgeous grotto temple. With a strong Egyptian flavor and religious color. On the top of the temple, there is a cobra carved in life,

In the huge area to the left of the cave temple, the ground is flat and divided into hundreds of stone platforms. There are various animal patterns carved around the stone platform. In front of each stone platform, there is a woman wearing an African women’s dress. The color is bright and there is no difference in dress, but the same thing is…they have long hair.

Has fallen to the ground. And they are holding a thick bone needle in their hands, sewing something on the stone platform.

On the stone platform… countless corpses lay impressively!

The corpse wrapped in cowhide!

And these women used their own hair to pass through the bone needles to sew the cowhide tightly. This weird scene, coupled with the high candles lit in all directions, made this scene look so gloomy and chilly.

What’s more terrifying is…On the water outside this island, there are densely packed corpses floating!

He folded his hands on his chest, lying among the cowhides, with a serene face. Here, all the corpses closed their eyes.

Hundreds of sturdy black men with animal skins, wearing animal skin skirts, and holding spears constantly patrolled the shore. There are many more organized corpse collectors who salvage these corpses and place them neatly on the shore.

Styx Ferry!

“How many corpses were delivered today?” The gorgeously dressed man walked to the shore and asked in a deep voice.

“Three hundred and forty-seven, Master Mopti.” A man who had been waiting next to him, dressed in colorful feathers, replied respectfully.

After a pause, he said carefully: “But… at five o’clock in the morning, the Ancestral Refuge seemed to have detected an extremely powerful Yin Qi, probably at the deputy chief level.”

“Impossible.” Mopti turned to leave, and said without looking back: “There is no notice of high-level ancestral spirits crossing the border. Madagascar does not even have a human organization. At present, the most powerful ancestral spirit protector is no more than the guardian level.”

“Does that need to be recorded?”

“No, the detection is wrong. Don’t use this kind of thing to disturb the Holy Spirit and the ancestor witch.”

The door of the cave temple opened again, and Mopti walked in quickly.

“This damn job…” He sighed and rubbed his eyebrows habitually.

After decades of death, still working at the entrance of the Hades, if there is no accident, it is almost impossible to return to the ancestral holy land.

The work here is very leisurely. You only need to count the death toll in the sun, and then extradite the souls of these people to the kingdom of the Holy Spirit. If something major happens, it is impossible to pass through here. Day after day, there is no change at all, dull and boring.

In this boring situation, he began to cultivate his hobbies, such as leather tanning-of course, only limited to cowhide and a small amount of sheepskin.

He shook his head and sighed slightly. He felt like a mechanical woodpecker toy. When the time was up, he went out to ask. Then I retracted back. The only thing that can make myself feel useful is probably the respect of the soldiers who change term.

Habitually removed the jewelry, raised his arm, and waited for the lower-level civil servants to take away the decorations for him. However, just as he started to untie his neck ring, he suddenly paused.

nobody.

In the entire cave temple, the public servants who had previously decorated him seemed to have disappeared. Only the candles burning around the wall reflect the shadows of cowhides. A lonely depression suddenly rose, and immediately afterwards, there was a feeling of…extreme fear.

As if… he entered the tiger’s cave, something… was looking at him through layers of corpse clothes.

Quietly scary, as if the heartbeat can be heard. He moved his Adam’s apple fiercely, looked around vigilantly, put his hand on the door, and said hoarsely: “Antulu?”

no answer.

“Bagu?”

There was still no response, only the candle sparks bounced and made a beeping sound.

The ghost fire in his eyes had shrunk to the size of the tip of a needle and disappeared…The ghosts of the entire cave temple have all disappeared…The ghosts that gave him decoration a few minutes ago, now there is no one left.

It was empty, only the corpse was floating, and the unknown giant hand of fear generally squeezed his soul. His back began to tremble.

There is something here…it must be!

And the other party is looking at him!

He turned around silently, suddenly pressed the doorknob with his hand, and pulled hard!

Not moving.

Jingle Bell! At this moment, the bone fragments in the whole room rang frantically, crashing like crazy! And those heavy corpse clothes started to float slowly! No… it’s floating rhythmically, as if to make way for something in the center!

At the same time, all the candles lit up several meters high with a sound of brushing! Turned into the color of miserable blue!

“Coming…coming!!!” Mopti desperately turned around and hammered the wooden door: “Foreign enemies invaded!! A ghost invaded the Black Mamba Hades!! Notify the Chief Chief immediately!!!”

“You are good at craftsmanship.” Before the words fell, another young voice sounded flatly: “If these leathers can be sold in the sun, I am afraid someone will be rushing to ask them, such as those old-brand luxury goods.”

Ha… the sensation of electrification in the back spread from Mopti’s tail vertebrae, one reaching the top of the head.

How long?

Since I died, how long have I not experienced this feeling?

That kind of absolute suppression, complete horror…It was like the first time I had faced a horror.

There is nothing wrong with the Yin Qi detected before! There really is a ghost invading here! I was too careless!

He turned around trembling, his teeth trembling: “No matter who you are…Invading the Black Mamba Hades, Lord Chief…”

The sound is muted.

He blinked and looked at the figure in front of him in disbelief, who happened to be looking at the corpse for a moment. Did not give him an extra color at all.

This dress…

This kind of yin…

He… remembered a rumor.

I accidentally heard the rumors that the soldiers talked about.

Before he died, there were four strongest underworlds in the world of the underworld, known as the Four Constants. Each one is a regional ruler, and among them, the Huaguo Jifu, which is one of the best, has been closed to the country since decades ago. The whole world is paying attention to it.

“Visiting Huaguo Yincha!!!” Without even thinking about it, he immediately crawled to the ground: “The Oriental Angel has come, I haven’t received a notice, please…”

“Alright.” Qin Ye waved his hand: “This official travels privately. You don’t know it’s normal. Just stay there quietly and don’t move. Abra.”

“Yes……”

A figure tremblingly crawled out from behind Qin Ye, yes, crawling, since coming here, Abra has lost the ability to walk.

“Bablu…” He breathed, as if exhausted all his strength: “The ancestor who contacted me…named Bablu! He said that if I want to find him, enter the refuge and wrap himself in the corpse. In the clothes, come to the lake island of the undead and say his name! He will feel it right away!”

“Babru…” Mopti was stunned, and then shook his whole body.

boom! ! Before he finished his words, all the candles in this room turned black and red in an instant! The candlelight ignited countless flame butterflies, dancing with the wind.

A cloud of yin air converged from all directions, forming a cloud cave with a radius of ten meters at the top of the entire cave temple! And among them, a trembling yin aura broke out in an instant, covering the entire island!

Hoop! A circle of black shock waves rushed out of the cave temple frantically, and the Yin Soldiers and the Weaver Girl in all directions were washed away without a trace before they could even speak. But in the blink of an eye, there was only Mopti lying on the ground shivering.

He… remembered…

Baburu…the name of the deputy chief of the Black Mamba tribe…and also…the first ghost to follow Lord Holy Spirit! Babru, known as the tail of the Holy Spirit!

After being a low-level official for decades, he finally hoped for the changes he wanted. It’s a pity that this change… is much more than he imagined.

“In the end what happened?!”