Yama Rising - 658

In the empty and solemn temple, tall candles are burning with raging fires, and the pale fire light shines on the temple like daylight. Outside the temple, there are rows of ancestral warriors wearing bone masks, animal skin skirts inlaid with bone rings, and holding spears and shields. Row after row formed a solemn and majestic army formation along the road in the center of the temple.

In front of the temple, there are ten pale bone horns. I don’t know what the bones of the Yin beast are made of. Each one is two meters long and rests on several skeleton bison. The bison were chained together and kept still, only the scarlet ghost fire shining in the eye sockets proved that they lived in the underworld.

In the army formation, a jet-black flag fluttered in the wind, with a ferocious cobra painted on it. There were at least a thousand people at the scene, but they were as dead as a cemetery. The murderous atmosphere is like an invisible hand holding a human heart, anyone standing here can’t breathe.

“Relax, this is Lord Holy Spirit’s chief forbidden army. Every Yinling’s life is held in the hands of Lord Holy Spirit, and there is no possibility of rebellion.” Babulu stood beside Qin Ye and answered with a smile.

Qin Ye nodded calmly. Last night, the diplomat from the Hei Mamba Mansion informed him that he would be invited to the Holy Spirit Temple at 9 o’clock this morning. Unexpectedly, it was such a formal scene to greet him.

Now ten minutes before nine o’clock, he looked through the fortified army to the temple with the closed door behind him. On the heavy stone gate, the front relief of the “African Grim Reaper” Black Mamba is vivid, occupying a whole meter-high gate. Through this solemn door, he seemed to see the wise gaze of the old Holy Spirit inside, as well as the three elders, the ancestor witches, who were standing in front of each other, but there was no lack of a standard sitting posture of etiquette.

So far, apart from the company of Deputy Chief Baburu, there is no word. But all this in front of him was already telling Qin Ye, the attitude of the Holy Spirit Black Mamba.

I know you are coming.

I also know what you are here for.

Now that you have chosen to step back here. Well, you are here to persuade me—this holy spirit and chief who has survived on the African continent for thousands of years.

I will no longer face you with a private visit like last time. Because, since you have taken this step, what we have to face is the negotiation between the underworld and the underworld.

Please walk in here.

Approaching this door representing the god of death in Africa, historically, the heads of foreign territories who entered here do not know the geometry, and you are one of them.

I will have a formal meeting with you here.

The noisy wind and the killing ghost seem to be telling all this. Qin Ye’s face was unhappy.

Now that we have reached this point, it is the only and best solution at present. Fear of being useless and dodge lack of preparation is not a reason. We can only do the best.

Even though the heart is beating wildly, the thinking is exceptionally clear.

This is a memorable moment in the history of Xinjifu, comparable to the moment when Pengqiu was defeated.

Time passed by, ten minutes later, the ancestor spirit warriors in front of the temple blew their horns together, woohoo! The desolate horn resounded through the earth, adding a majesty to this solemnity.

This is a dialogue between nations.

This is a deal between the gods of death and the gods of death.

This is a negotiation between the old king and the upstart.

Wow, la la la… With the sound of the horn, the door of the temple slowly opened. A gloom that belongs to Yama, God of Death, and Holy Spirit, burst out from the temple like a tsunami, sweeping the audience in an instant! In an instant, under the feet of all chiefs, a pattern of Yin Qi spread end to end.

That is a snake.

Black Mamba, the African god of death.

This is also… the military formation!

Any negotiation is a process of muscle brightening and temptation. This is also the basic etiquette for negotiations. As this yin air swept across the Hades, all the forbidden troops bent down together, and Qin Ye did the same, bowing deeply in the direction of the temple.

brush! A bright red carpet, like a snake letter from a black mamba, flew out of the sky and spread directly from the temple to Qin Ye. Babulu straightened up, with a solemn but seemingly sincere smile on his face, and made a please gesture to Qin Ye.

After taking a deep breath, the majestic yin wind stimulated Qin Ye’s hairs to stand up. However, at this moment, he still walked in without hesitation.

As Hades, when the underworld is poor and weak, one must…do something.

Just behind him, clicked, the Yin Soldiers on both sides raised their spears and crossed in the air. As he moved forward, the sound of creaking and creaking from behind was endless. Soon, a triumphal avenue of spears was formed.

Qin Ye didn’t look back, firmly, step by step into the temple. As soon as he stepped in, the door behind him closed suddenly.

At this moment, the entire temple fell into darkness. However, it became bright again immediately.

He immediately saw the layout of the entire temple.

In the center is a round table, not the rectangular dining table before. Stone round table with black mamba carved on the front. The legs supporting the stone table are also covered with complex serpentine patterns.

There is no huge snake-shaped skeletal god seat last time, nor can you see any arrangement in the temple. There are only ten huge candles, supported by the main platform surrounded by double snakes, like a lighthouse in the dark night. Lonely and infiltrating.

The place not illuminated by candles is endless darkness, endless, as if walking in the endless winter. It seems that the night will never come to dawn. In this suffocating darkness, a rustling voice slowly sounded.

A pitch-black scale, like a black gem, occasionally shines in the darkness. Tell everyone that there is a dazed big thing just outside this top-secret round table.

“Welcome, Huaguo Yinchai.” The Holy Spirit Hei Mamba sat in the first place, and his sitting posture was not as casual as the last time, but was sitting upright. The moment I saw it, it was as if facing a huge mountain, and the overwhelming coercion seemed to announce to the world that it was one of the belongings of the dead on this planet.

The owner of the death rights.

It stood up, placed its scaly four-fingered hands on its abdomen, and bowed slightly. Today, it is extremely gorgeous, not only flashy gold ornaments, but also like emeralds, rubies, and sapphires, with gold-covered shoulders and white almost transparent robes. There are even feathers with red background and white feathers inserted.

funny?

Do not.

The shocking folk style brings only majesty under the Yin pressure system of the Yama level.

Distinctive majesty.

This is the official meeting of the African gods of death, including the death gods of the underworld, are not qualified to laugh.

Next to him, sat the three elders of the same gorgeous and formal clothes, the Starry Sun, and the Bright Moon. The ancestor witch with a bone mask and a totem tattoo stood up at the same time on the other side. He gestured to the last chair with a please.

Qin Ye clasped his fists in both hands and bowed deeply. Sit on the chair without saying a word.

I don’t know if it is a psychological effect, but the wooden chair is obviously cold, but he feels scary hot. Let your blood vessels beat gently.

It wasn’t until sitting here that he felt… his fingers were trembling slightly unconsciously.

“Don’t panic! Never panic!” In my mind, the calm and nervous army charged each other. This kind of meeting with a sense of ritual, solemnity, and formality, I just sit up and realize how stressful it is. But now, there is no way out.

Behind him, it also represents an underworld.

Even…or once…no! Now one of the few big lands with the highest status!

“Calm down… Qin Ye, what you can do… Be calm! No one is born. Even the founding fathers of Xinhua State in Yangjian are toddlers, learning how to establish diplomatic relations with foreign countries. At least others. I don’t know the truth about Huaguo Jifu!”

With constant self-suggestion, the army named calm in his heart finally occupied the high ground. A minute has passed unconsciously at this moment. And several waiters hiding in the shadows have already served coffee respectfully. Then…

Standing in the gap of the candle like a stone sculpture. It didn’t even conceal the elongated shape of the waist.

That is the scabbard.

The Holy Spirit Black Mamba lightly picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, and a kind smile appeared on the snake’s head: “President Qin, please allow me, on behalf of the Black Mamba, to express my sincerity to your country and your coming. Welcome.”

here we go……

Qin Yegang’s calm heart jumped violently, fingers trembling like cramps, and silently tapped the arm of the chair, smiling and nodding without losing courtesy: “The official represents the capital of the capital, and the second and third hells. I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you.”

The other party is asking about his identity!

In the past few days, he has understood that his identity can no longer be used as son-in-law Zhu Ming. Because… Gate Valve will not do this.

No celebrity would just make a joke of his own, and it was a joke about the underworld that had nothing to do with the celebrity. It sent a messenger to return to the prefecture of China to obtain information-it did not prove the necessity of this joke. To prove, that can only be the handwriting of the ruling government.

Therefore, there is no need to hide it.

Sure enough, there was no surprise at all in the dark misunderstandings of the Black Mamba. The Holy Spirit Black Mamba pondered for a moment, and preemptively said: “In view of the unpredictable situation in the China Underworld, the China Underworld wants to ask the local government to stand beside China? Why? Because the Russian underworld wants to engage in forbidden operations? Because there is behind the Russian underworld. The shadow of the Greek underworld? Monarch Qin, I think such an inferior provocation technique is not a good idea.”

“The two major underworlds should still be based on honesty.”

“Allow me to point out three issues.” Qin Ye’s thinking has already been running at its fastest speed. As soon as the other party’s words fell, he said in a deep voice: “First of all, it is not unpredictable in China. Or, do you think that when the second generation of Hades is still there, what is beyond his grasp?”

“As far as I know, there are several big families in your country, and the king of Yan does not have a strong grasp of them. For example… once you represented the Zhu Ming family smuggling to Africa?”

“Then you mean that China has lost control?”

“Not necessarily?” The Holy Spirit Hei Mamba leaned on the chair and looked at Qin Ye deeply, as if he could pierce his soul through his body: “The change of regime often means war. The country of China has been closed for a hundred years, and the specific situation is secret. Maybe there are no special circumstances?”

“Master Holy Spirit.” Qin Ye’s smile also fell cold: “These are boring content that makes people laugh, please don’t pretend to be arrogant? Three thousand years of civil turmoil? I can’t think of meaning other than making people laugh. .”

“To borrow a sentence from what you just said, the two big underworlds should still be honest in their conversations. The officials and their representatives don’t want to waste time on such meaningless things!”