Yama Rising - 782

Put the soul in your hands. He pinched a seal and then crushed it.

The basic technique of searching for souls is simple, but easy to use.

If it is really like what he thought, then… the entire Huangjia Village is an unforgettable existence! Everyone…damn it! This place… such an evil place shouldn’t exist on the map of China!

The dead can never expect the living of the living. Their best destination is their Yama Temple.

Swipe Lala…As if the ebb and flow in his mind, one by one pictures appeared around him. Like walking on a long corridor of memory, that is Tongtong’s life.

He saw…a group of people rushed in noisily, holding wooden sticks and knives in their hands. Dressed up and flowing in air. And Tongtong’s parents screamed and quickly hid him under the bed.

No, it’s not just them. Looking through the gaps in the crowd, the entire earth building is facing off. There were a lot of people coming, smoking cigarettes, shaved heads… at least a few hundred people crowded the entire Huangjia Tulou.

Noisy.

There was noisy noise in all directions, and I couldn’t hear what was said, but the violent smell in the anger could be felt even through memory. Soon, with a loud noise, accompanied by the cry of the child and the scream of the adult, this increasingly heated conflict finally escalated completely.

boom! A wardrobe was thrown from upstairs to the bottom and fell to pieces. Then, every household, old-fashioned dressing tables, washing machines, cups, clothes and shoes…drops of rain fell!

“Move or not?!” The memory was shattered, and his viewing angle suddenly changed. A bald young man, holding a wooden stick in his hand, slammed it down at a woman in front of him. With a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were red, and he kicked the opponent’s stomach again, and sipped: “I don’t want to go with the money?! Ask again, whether to move!!”

“Blue sky!!” The woman was covered with blood, and her face and tears seemed to turn into a river of blood. She desperately grabbed the young man: “Three thousand dollars for me to move! You are simply utterly conscientious!!”

“Don’t move it, right?” The bald stick slammed straight at the woman’s arm: “Shame on the face!”

“God!” Behind the woman, an old woman with white hair stopped in front of the woman with tears on her face: “You kill me! You beasts!”

The stick fell heavily on the old woman’s shoulder. She fainted without humming.

“Mom…Mom!! I, I fight with you!!”

There are too many similar pictures, appearing around Qin Ye like hell on earth.

“TV?! Watch your TV! Damn it! Give it to Lao Tzu!!” “Don’t move it! Want to live in the trash? Lao Tzu fulfills you!”

Snapped! A resounding slap on the face of a mellow woman, with disheveled head, she wanted to rush over like crazy. But she was held tightly, just outside the guardrail, and several people were carrying her home’s TV-this was one of the top three items in the 1990s. She had just bought it after her wedding.

“Don’t smash it… I beg you… um…” The woman was already crying with tears on her face and finger marks on her face, crying as if she was absent-minded. But the answer to her was the excitement of a group of hooligans, and the television fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

“Smash! Continue to smash for Lao Tzu! I see how hard your bones are!!” Destruction is always a beast hidden in the hearts of people. But now, with so many people, this beast has been completely released. Several hooligans shouted vigorously with veins on their necks, as if they had done the most glorious thing in their lives.

Qin Ye saw… Seeing an old lady desperately protecting the child below, her stick falling like rain on her back, she did not dare to lift her head, she could only be like a helpless hen. Finally, after a stick hit the back of her head, she lay down softly.

He also saw… a young man’s head was held by these hooligans, and he slammed on the wall, his head was covered with blood. And the room behind him, with the red “囍” closet, and the bed, is already a piece of cake…

He felt a cramp in the corner of his eye. He always believed that the kindest thing is human nature, and the ugliest thing is also human nature. And human nature will transform from a beast… to a devil in a herd mentality.

He has an intuition that if this goes on… something big will happen.

These hooligans are already on the verge of madness, and they only need a little friction, and the situation will be out of control.

Soon, this friction will come.

“Move or not.” At the door of a household, a hooligan punched a thin young woman in the stomach. The woman knelt down when her legs were soft, but the next second, the door suddenly opened, and a man was crazy. Waved the stick and rushed out.

“I will let you fight! Let you fight! I will kill you!” His eyes were red, his glasses were crooked, and he danced wildly with a stick. He obviously hadn’t fought, had no rules, and didn’t have the courage to really kill the hooligans. He just danced around at the door of his house. But by coincidence, he hit the nose of the leader.

How strong is the stimulation?

The rogue’s nose was instantly crooked, his nosebleeds spewed out, and he covered his nose and fell backwards. Suddenly, everyone around him surrounded him.

“Brother Marco!” “Brother Marco are you okay?” “Brother Marco. Are you okay?”

Before the words fell, Ma Ge suddenly jumped up.

He was tall and muscular. The lower half of his face was bloody and bloody. He gritted his teeth, grabbed the man’s head, and slammed into the wall desperately.

“Fuck! Dare to hit me?!”

Boom! !

“What the hell are you! You dare to do it to me!!”

Boom! !

The woman on the side was already staying, and then she screamed and rushed up and grabbed: “Don’t fight anymore! Don’t fight anymore!!! It’s fatal!!”

Brother Ma has never heard of it, dong dong dong! After hitting a dozen times, he could hardly hear the youth’s breathing. He pinched the opponent’s neck and sprayed his saliva on the face that no longer looked like a face. He gritted his teeth and said: “Can’t move!! ”

There was no answer, only a faint breath.

“Move or not!!”

Bah… He spit on Ma Ge’s face with a spit. He touched it, his lips trembling.

That is the ultimate expression of anger.

“Don’t fight!! Dead!!!” In the woman’s heart-piercing scream, Ma grabbed the young man and dragged him…to the guardrail of the earth building.

“Awesome?!” He looked at the man with a frantic gaze, and desperately pressed the opponent’s figure down the railing: “Awesome, right? Huh? Don’t move?! Huh! I…”

Before the voice fell, the railing broke.

In the dull eyes of everyone, the young man fell without a doubt. There was also an unbelievable look on his face. Below, there is a huge locust tree. The chaotic scene.

Boom… A dull voice sounded, and a red blood flower bloomed.

Qin Ye closed his eyes.

“Humanity…” He sighed and was about to continue looking down. However, the other party’s memory was like candlelight, and the remaining moments burned out.

“My lord, did you find what you were looking for?” Quan Jinghao asked immediately when he opened his eyes.

“No.” Qin Ye said quietly, “His memory is not complete, I saw something that I didn’t want to see…”

“What is it?”

Qin Ye didn’t speak, just glanced at the window nailed on the board, and shook his head gently for a long time.

Forced demolition.

I’m afraid not many people still remember how much blood was stained on the hands of the more remote real estate developers when they first made a fortune.

This is a bloody cake, as long as it is demolished, it can go from a compensation of tens of thousands to a compensation of 1,000, not to mention staying with them in the house. The Huangjia Tulou…obviously experienced a forced demolition. He also understood why there would be such a big crack on the second to fourth floor of the Tulou.

No one cares what treatment the residents get.

No one wants to know if they will survive.

People’s hearts are worthless in front of banknotes.

However, this is not what he wants to see.

What he wanted to see was why Tongtong became like this.

Now that he has some ideas, he suspects that making Tongtong such a person is the heinous soul. Chu Renmei was also looking for him, but…not enough.

First, why does Chu Renmei want to possess her?

This shows that… the other party is an untouchable existence of Chu people. Either…the people in this building, they are always alive like zombies. Chu Renmei did not kill them either. Either…

This person, in the outside world! Where the people of Huangjiacun cannot go, Chu Renmei must be possessed and leave!

Second, the person who made Tongtong a monster, even if it didn’t turn the whole village into the existence it is now, must have a deep relationship. But is this worthy of the “heinous” comment?

Following the first inference, why Chu Renmei wanted to kill the other party, there is only one possibility.

The other party dug up her bones and discarded the corpse in the cold lake. This makes sense.

but.

This is the characteristic of capital, it is the evil of human nature, and it is not enough for heinous conditions. Look at Dong Zhuo, who burned Luoyang, tens of thousands of people and the ancient capital of thousands of years. Look at other people, Qin Chu, a famous treacherous minister in history, a dynasty ended indirectly. Take another look at Su Da, a generation of demon queen, who also indirectly ended a dynasty.

The chief culprit in your village wants to be ranked? Is listed as the equivalent “unforgivable”?

This title is too cheap.

“No matter what, find Huang Jiansen’s existence first. He knows… why the Huang Family Tulou became like this. He also knows… everything about Chu people’s beauty, her purpose, and why she doesn’t move people from Huangjia Village. He may not be this way. The last stop of the puzzle, but it must be the key to the next stop!”

Information, information is now my first need. He seemed to be playing a puzzle, holding a single board and no one could see what it was. But when they are together, the whole thing will suddenly become clear.

Therefore, he couldn’t let go of every fragment, even the seemingly irrelevant fragments.

Burying the memory of the demolition in the bottom of his heart, he opened the door and walked out.

The wind brought the freshness of the morning into his chest, and he sighed quietly as he looked at the Huangjia Tulou, which seemed to be alive again.

Including today, there are still two days.

Two days later, it is the Winter Clothes Festival.

His time… is running out.