Yama Rising - 793
Bowl?
Qin Ye didn’t know. However, seeing these people still living here, even knowing that they are not humans, still feels a bit complicated.
No one wants to be so.
The flowers bloomed year after year, and after all, they had been wandering between this square inch for a thousand years. Once life was as hot as the rising sun, now…Who still remembers the moment when the sun rises and falls?
With a light sigh, he slowly walked over. This earth building, which stayed in the 90s, looked extremely quiet and serene. No one talked to him, and no one blocked him, as if he was a traveler of time.
No time to waste… Qin Ye took a deep breath and quickly rushed towards the second floor.
There is no obstruction!
And… many people still live on the second floor. There are middle-aged women holding children, middle-aged men playing mahjong with cigarettes, and Liyuan people humming Cantonese opera. There are also many villagers whose faces are numb, staring at the sky in a daze.
He didn’t look much, and quickly turned into the third floor. There is also no obstruction, and on this floor, there are obviously more children, and you can even hear the occasional sound of reading from the school.
The school is not bad. There is no Yin Ling there.
Transferring to the school is an upward ladder.
On the fourth floor… Qin Ye licked his lips. The last secret place of the Huang Family Tulou was in a territory that he had never set foot on… Without hesitation, he didn’t know how long it would last outside, so he rushed up at full speed.
The fourth floor is very quiet.
Here, most of them are elderly people, some are playing chess, some are playing mahjong, there are not many people, there are only less than ten. Corresponding to the entire floor, it looks extremely empty.
That’s it… Qin Ye took a deep breath several times, adjusted his energy to the best state, and squeezed the door handle tightly.
This is a typical door and window of the 90s. Yellow wooden door with a window above. At the moment of grasping, in the void, countless yin spirits screamed and screamed. He tried several times, but the doorknob rattled in his hands, but the rear seemed to be locked by something and couldn’t be opened at all.
“What’s going on?” He frowned, and at this moment, he suddenly heard a little voice.
Crunch… crunch…
Who was it… was scratching the glass window with his nails, and the hairy sound continued to the bottom of my heart. He suddenly looked up, just above the window, with a disheveled head staring at him! The dark nails were gently scratching the window, and they had scratched out white marks.
Chu people are beautiful!
Her hair was loose, her head twisted to an angle that no one could reach, her dark mouth was wide open, and black and red blood covered the windows. The entire face was stuck to the glass window, and his dead white eyes looked at the unexpected guest unblinkingly.
“The incident with the old corpse in the mountain village happened a hundred years ago. That is to say… In 1995, Chu Renmei had already appeared. She was sealed here? Yes… The first time she appeared, it was on the fourth floor. Here it is. Is the situation at the time completely restored?” Qin Ye pursed his mouth, took two steps back, and suddenly kicked it.
boom! Most of the locks in the 1990s were not strong, and this kick directly kicked the door away, and at the same time, Qin Ye’s yin spirit rose to the extreme. Fu Junling dealt with the true beauty of Chu people in the outside world, he was not sure whether this “realistic phantom” could cause harm to himself.
The door fell to the ground with a roar, but there was no beautiful figure inside. The face on the glass window disappeared, and when he kicked the door open, the clouds in the sky flew away, and in a blink of an eye… it turned into night.
The old man is still playing chess and mahjong. As if turning a blind eye to all this.
“Oh…” A whine of Ruoyouruwu came from the room. Qin Ye waited for five seconds before walking in solemnly.
black.
It’s very dark.
The sky was densely covered with dark clouds, without the slightest light. I couldn’t see my fingers in the room. A faint song of resentment came from the depths of the darkness: “Lang is in joy, when his concubine is heartbroken… it is not easy to meet each other and it is not easy to separate, and the abandoned wife is late to regret now…”
The five senses in his whole body have been raised to the extreme. He squatted slightly, like an agile cheetah, slowly rubbing his hand by the door, looking for the light button.
This is human instinct-convenience. The light button cannot be too far away.
The moment he touched the light button, a chill suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart. Without hesitation, the chains in his sleeves flew, forming a cobweb around him.
Nothing at all.
There is no feeling of chain hitting something at all. But… he dare to swear, when he touched the light button just now… he touched… the other hand!
In the darkness, who was by his side, touched the light with him!
“Fuck…” Terror is often the so-called big terror that is not terrible, but some small things experienced personally in life that can make people go from the sky to the bottom of the feet.
The hand touched him instantly, and he lightly lit the light. Papa papa…a light shone in the darkness, and everything in the room clearly appeared in front of him. At the same time, he suddenly discovered that behind him… there was a long shadow!
Rumble! The sky was thundering, and the shadow was indeterminate. It was a woman with a lot of approval, raising her hands as if she was going to touch Qin Ye’s cheeks.
when! Xunhunsuo shot directly back from Qin Ye’s palm. But…the rear is still blank.
“Heh…” He sighed deeply, turned his head back suddenly, there was nothing behind him. But from the open door, the corridor… I don’t know when it was empty.
boom! As he watched intently, the door he knocked over suddenly bounced from the ground and closed on the door, and at the same time, a click of the lock sounded.
There was a dead silence.
“Lone and widow… not so good?” Qin Ye smiled self-deprecatingly, and then looked at the room solemnly.
This floor was almost completely opened up-at least from where he looked, it became a circular room. The middle is isolated with an ancient-style screen. In the area where he is, countless photos and paintings are placed.
Most of the photos are blurry, and 99% are black and white, only 1% are color, and the pixels are not high. But it’s enough to see what’s on it.
people.
It’s all people.
And it’s a family portrait of the Huangjia Tulou, but they wear different clothes.
The original photo was in color, and there were hundreds of people on it. Wearing clothes from the 1980s and 1990s. Military uniforms, work clothes, cultural shirts that have just become popular, and so on. Expressionless, like a group of living dead… No, it’s just a shot of a group of living dead.
In the middle, sitting in the middle was a middle-aged man, Qin Ye’s eyes moved slightly, this man…he was very familiar.
Huang Jiansen.
He glanced at it again and walked to the second picture.
These photos are all posted on the wall, the spacing is not too big, at least there are hundreds of them. And this one, older than that, should be a photo from the 1960s and 1970s. It was almost entirely dressed in the green uniform of the sea soul shirt that was popular at that time, but… this is a black and white photo.
In the 1960s and 1970s, color photos were not promoted. The domestic color photos basically expanded rapidly during the 80-85 years. Around 80.81, large cities began to use color reversal film for shooting. At that time, color expansion equipment was rarely seen in China, and negative films were basically processed by hand. In 1984, 85, color expansion sites in major cities across the country became very common.
He glanced at him and was about to leave. He had just taken two steps, then he was stunned and suddenly turned back.
wrong……
The number is wrong!
It’s not that he has a good memory, but… the other party is too obvious!
On the left side of the crowd, a woman with disheveled hair and wearing a blue gown sat quietly on the side of the crowd with her hands on her knees.
“Chu Renmei…this is a supernatural photo!” Qin Ye murmured, “But…why?”
The people of Chu are beautiful… but they killed sixty-six people overnight, including those from the village and the engineering team. But the village…looking at this photo, she obviously accepted her! Because there was a stool just under the opponent’s body, which was obviously placed for this ghost!
Why accept her?
Because… she is also a victim?
The answer is probably hidden on this floor… He put aside his doubts and continued to walk forward. There are more black and white photos ahead. Obviously, it has entered the era of the Republic of China. It is the same group of people, the beauty of Chu, and the same posture, as if they are telling the history they have traveled through and the vicissitudes of life they have witnessed.
They wore long gowns, some with melon hats, but their clothing changed, their hairstyles changed to Qing dynasty hairstyles, and they wore large braids. Others, even the seating position has not changed.
In the last of these black and white photos, he saw…the beauty of life.
“This should be around 1880…Seventh year of Guangxu…” Qin Ye sighed lightly. The reason why he believed that the other party was beautiful is because the other party was still sitting in the same position, wearing a blue long gown, and still sitting. That chair.
He didn’t dare to delay any longer and continued to look down, but the next step was the portrait.
It was a sketch of the whole village, and the painter was very skilled and painted vividly.
In the Qing Dynasty, even black and white photos were not popular, no…not even at all. However, Western sketches were introduced to China, and court nobles had their own masters of sketching. The folks are very rare. But as an entrance to the sea, the people of Fulin Road naturally have a way to find a painter. but……
Qin Ye’s brows were already deeply furrowed, he backed a few steps, and looked at the pictures on the wall. The doubt in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.
“Where is the problem…” He had a strong sense of incongruity, but he didn’t think of where there was a problem for a while. Continue to step back: “Obviously it is an ordinary photo, I always feel that something is wrong…what’s the problem?”
At this moment, his back suddenly stiffened.
Behind him… hit someone.
A cold body, exuding a rancid smell. The human body is already stiff and its muscles are like rocks. And… a weird, short breath of “Uh uh uh…” sounded from the opponent’s throat.
brush–! The sky and the earth spread out again, but just now it seemed like an illusion, there was nothing.
But as soon as he turned his head, he suddenly discovered…In the photo, the moment he turned his head, Chu Renmei’s posture changed!
She… is pointing at the position of the head of the central village, Huang Jiansen!
“Huang Jiansen…” Qin Ye blinked, and suddenly reacted, his eyes lit up: “Right…That’s it!”
“This is a record… For the living dead, this is not just a photo, it is an iron proof of how long they have lived!”
“Just like Li Zhenshu carved the words on her body, the other party changed the way. But as long as you look at these photos, even if they are suppressed by the balance talisman, you only have a hundred years of memory, but as long as you are not a fool, you can infer how long you have lived! ”
“They… let themselves remember this hatred, remember who made them like this! They did this deliberately… because…”
He quickly ran towards the rear.
It’s because… these paintings are likely to have the true face of the instigator!
Hidden in… the original painting!
They don’t want it, they don’t want it, they don’t want to! Even if they die, they have to drag each other to the funeral!
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