Yama Rising - 779

Death is distorted and tragically, some facial features are sewn, some eyeballs are dug out, and some have a red tongue hanging from them, they are embedded in lanterns. Now they all turn their heads to look at Qin Ye, the sky is burning in the cover. Raise a foot of wildfire.

Night.

The loneliness is like the long corridor of the tomb.

A person, surrounded by human head lanterns staring at him.

If it’s an ordinary person, I’m afraid it would have been scared insane. The urging song is like the death knell of death, knocking on the fragile nerves. Qin Ye didn’t care about anything, and ran forward with all his strength. Just as he was exiting, he stopped again.

when!

A blood-stained kitchen knife flew from nowhere, just like an old corpse movie in a mountain village, less than an inch from his toes.

This is a warning.

Warn them…the traveler is dead!

“So courageous.” Qin Ye smiled coldly, and squinted his eyes to look around. At this moment, the voices from all directions seemed to disappear completely, leaving only… a bitter coldness.

Rumang is on his back, and the ghost is accompanying.

Tick…At this moment, a drop of black liquid fell on Qin Ye’s hand. Then…tick to tick…more and more liquid, and soon became a line. In the next second, a pair of pale hands lightly touched Qin Ye’s cheeks.

“So, you still refuse to let a little fresh meat like me in the end?” Qin Yeyou said quietly, “Yes, after all, it’s an old woman like you. Let’s say it first, Happy Ball Happy Water or something…additional money is required. …”

Before he could say anything, he rushed forward suddenly, and at the same time turned around.

During the forward rush, he quickly turned around, and only then saw… the hell behind.

Right above them.

The Chu people were beautiful spiders entrenched above their heads, the face that made countless people horrified day and night turned upside down, staring straight at Qin Ye, his dark lips, and his dead white face clearly visible. The folding fan did not hit her.

The black blood flowed down her dead white face to the long hair that was hanging down, and then dripped to the ground. Her mouth was so wide that she let out a hoarse roar at Qin Ye.

“Zi——!!!”

The flames of lanterns swayed frantically in all directions, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye was set off on the ground. At the same time, Qin Ye was full of gloomy winds, accompanied by countless ghosts crying, and the king’s robes were added to his body, his face was covered with steel beard, ghost fire surged in his eyes, and he was eight feet tall. Holding a pitch-black folding fan. The giant umbrella made by the Royal Order is divided into six folding fans, lingering around the side.

“The bad guys take people, and the messy retreat!” Guan Wei Ruhai, his clothes fluttering, the shock wave was pushed back, and Chu Renmei screamed.

The scene fell silent.

The zero-point channel, the official power is like a mountain of evil, facing the ghosts in the land of God Abandonment, the two sides refused to give up, and were looking for opportunities to shoot.

Time seems to freeze. It flows instantly again.

One person and one ghost shot at the same time!

boom! ! In an instant, the wooden ground cracked and gully, and then all of them collapsed!

……………………………………

At the gate, the old lady who looked like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture finally stood up.

She is like an accurate clock. It is now twenty-five. She doesn’t know where to take out a large rusty bronze lock, which is a large plate, coughing and dragging it to the door.

At this moment, the door burst, and a figure flew out on the huge umbrella. Behind him, countless dark hair like ghost hands, accompanied by earth-shaking screams, went straight to the figure in front of him. At the moment when the Tulou was stretched out. She shrank back with an unwilling cry.

“The door closes on time at half past zero, please remember to ask early next time.” The old lady said as if accustomed to it, Qin Ye moved his eyes slightly, and left with a smile.

She can see herself…

For the first time, when he didn’t take the initiative to reveal his figure, someone could see him.

But now is not the time to think about these things, he just keeps it in his heart. Rushed towards Anjing Village.

In just two days, there have been many more people in Anjing Village. To be precise, it was Li Zhenshu’s man and car. She never let go of the opportunity to make Qin Ye owe her love for such a strange thing.

When Qin Ye appeared in Anjing Village again, someone immediately reported Li Zhenshu, and soon someone took him to a house.

“Your vitality is so amazing.” Li Zhenshu sat on the sofa in the center. I didn’t know where I moved it from. The luxurious European-style sofa is completely incompatible with Anjing Village. His straight and slender legs overlapped on the feet. , Holding a cup of coffee and said: “Introduce someone to you.”

Qin Ye only noticed that there was a person sitting on one side, a flattering smile, and a look of flattery to the fat man who looked at Li Zhenshu.

He is about forty years old, with thick hair and a round face. It can be seen from his facial features that he must be very handsome when he was young. It’s just that time is not forgiving.

The height is not tall, about 1.75 meters. Hearing Li Zhenshu’s words, he stood up and stretched out his hand towards Qin Ye: “Mr. Qin, hello, I am Huang Baokun, Director of the Land and Resources Bureau of Daoyuan County. Fortunately, I will meet you.”

yellow?

Qin Ye smiled and shook his hand: “Hello, Mr. Huang… I don’t know what is the relationship between you and the Huang Family Tulou?”

“It’s okay.” Huang Baokun let go of his hand knowingly and wittily, and said with a wry smile: “There are some weird things in the Huang Family Tulou. Everyone knows that. I have been investigated several times. It really doesn’t matter directly. Not surnamed Huang.”

“It doesn’t matter directly? Isn’t the surname Huang?” Qin Ye sat on the solo sofa on the other side, took the coffee handed by the bodyguard, and said with a nonchalant smile: “Then…is it relevant?”

Huang Baokun smiled more bitterly, took out a silk scarf and wiped his sweat: “Mr. Qin, let’s not tell you, if you want to talk about the relationship…it really has some relationship.”

He sighed, and sat down, not coffee, but tea. He picked it up and blew it, as if he was organizing language. It took a long time to say: “When I was young, I was pretty good, but my family was poor… At that time, the Huang Family Tulou was not as evil as it is now. People took a fancy to me and planned to recruit me as a parent-Huang Family Tulou never married women. I had a hard time at the time, so I agreed.”

“But just a month before the marriage, something… quite extraordinary happened. I divorced because I was afraid. This is the relationship. Other than that, there is nothing to do.”

Qin Ye nodded slightly. After all, Anjing Village is so close to the Huangjia Tulou, it is normal to have a marriage.

He raised his eyebrows towards Li Zhenshu and said, “That’s it?”

“Of course not only.” Li Zhenshu repaired her nails leisurely and blew slowly: “I guess you should be very interested in the history of the Huangjia Tulou. After all… you are a prudent person. You want to solve the mystery here. , Will not let go of clues.”

“So, I specially asked Director Huang to transfer the county annals. From the time when Huangjiacun was there to the present. You don’t have time to see the details. After all, this is a Tulou in the Song Dynasty, so I printed it for you after the founding of Xinhua State. The county records before the closure of the Huangjia Tulou.”

Da… She gently put down the scissors, smiled and said, “I have read other county records and found some interesting things. You look at the current one while listening to me, how about it? Michael.”

A white bodyguard put a pile of documents in Qin Ye’s hands. He turned and said, “Please.”

“The Huang Family Tulou was built by Huang Taiyuan, who was called Huang Taigong in the Song Dynasty. He was a powerful local in Fulin Province, from the official to the prefect. After resignation, he trimmed this Huang Family Tulou.”

“In the past thousand years, there has not been a single spiritual event. Moreover, it is very famous in the local area. Because…this is the famous Changshou Village on Fujian Road. Oh, Fujian Road is the Song Dynasty to Fulin Province. The title of a generation.”

Qin Ye nodded slightly, but his brows moved lightly.

Longevity Village… Is it longevity to two hundred years? He intuitively felt that there was a problem here.

Li Zhenshu continued: “The average life expectancy in the village is 90, and there are more than a dozen centenarians. The interesting part is here. Song, Ming and Qing, the three emperors, all sent special envoys…Have you heard of the Imperial City Department?”

Qin Ye thoughtfully: “There are several special departments in the history of the Chinese nation, such as the sticking place in the Qing Dynasty, the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty, the Imperial City Division of the Song Dynasty, the Meihua Neiwei of the Tang Dynasty, and the embroidered clothing Zhishi of the Han Dynasty. Are you talking about this Imperial City Division?”

Li Zhenshu blew the coffee lightly: “Yes, I specialize in getting some shameful things for the emperor. Similar to the CIA and FBI in various countries… Huangjia Village is also known as Ruixiang Temple, which is the name given by the Imperial City Division.”

“What’s even more interesting is that no matter the Imperial City Division, the sticks, and the Jinyiwei, they all set up special operations departments here. The emperor is directly responsible. What do you think…what are they doing?”

Qin Ye said thoughtfully, “Looking for something? Looking for… the secret of longevity?”

“MAYBE?” Li Zhenshu shrugged and said, “Even I am interested in places that the emperors of the past have valued… What have you encountered in these two days?”

Qin Ye didn’t answer, flipped through the pages of the information, and suddenly stopped, and placed a copy of the information next to Huang Baokun, who didn’t dare to send a word: “Director Huang, do you remember this contract?”

That is a demolition contract.

The government approves the demolition of the Huangjia Tulou. In the 1990s, reforms had just begun, and the real estate industry had just begun to flourish. At that time, the demolition work was profitable. Who cares whether you are a monument or not? Tulou fever has only risen in the past ten years. Who cares about this in the 90s?

And on this demolition contract, the manager impressively wrote the three words Huang Baokun. But he was not the approving person, and he must have been some distance away from the post of director at that time.

In the 90s… Huangjia Tulou is now stagnating in this era!

“More than that, there is also this.” Qin Ye split his two fingers apart, with one to remove the top paper, and the other to point at the bottom of the document: “This one is a guarantee document. You are the promiser. And the middleman, help the 121 households in Huangjia Village to ensure their position in the engineering team? And relocate in time?”

“I remember… you just said that you and Huangjiacun were just a wedding that did not take place. You are not from Huangjiacun, but your relationship…” He leaned on the sofa and smiled: “It’s not like what?”

“Mister misunderstood.” Huang Baokun’s face was as bitter as he had eaten Huanglian: “It is precisely because I am not married that I can only do this.”

“Huangjiacun didn’t get in or out more than a hundred years ago. To demolish the earth buildings, the government can only choose people who are most familiar with Huangjiacun to communicate. At that time, the government agency belonged to me and had some ties with Huangjiacun. Who am I not going to? ”

“And they couldn’t negotiate at all. We went in every time. Who did I not sign these guarantees? Who did I not guarantee? Huangjiacun wanted to move too, and their client was also me. It was also because they ran at that time. After this incident, I can only sit in this position now.”

There is an irrefutable reason.

Qin Ye shook his head, Huang Baokun was fine.

“Last question.” He looked into the other person’s eyes deeply, and said solemnly: “At that time, who did you sign the contract with?”

“In other words, the Huang Family Tulou…who is the one with the most power and dominates everything!”