Yama Rising

Huang Baokun had some unexpected questions from Qin ye, but he still replied: "Huang Jiansen, the village head of this generation."

Qin Ye nodded and stood up: "I'll go first. There may be something else I can ask you for help. "

Li zhenshu raised her coffee cup with a smile: "I'd love to. Not ready to take a break? That kind of place I'm afraid you're worried about sleeping, right

Qin Ye shrugged his shoulders and stepped out of the house. After more than ten minutes, he had already appeared in the interior of Huangjia Tulou.

It is still a huge locust tree, still a dead corridor, still a cold clothes all over the sky, Tulou at night, with a particularly repressive silence. As if a trace of their own voice, will attract the darkness of the life of impermanence.

Quan Jinghao looked around with great vigilance. He was afraid that the beauty of Chu people would appear again. Liu Changmin was also on guard against a great enemy. Qin night fingers gently along the wall: "don't be afraid, she will only appear once a night."

"The first night, six hours in the evening, there was so much time in the latter part that she never showed up again Do you smell anything? "

Quan Jinghao relaxed a little, sniffed and said uncertainly, "fragrance?"

It's really a fragrance. It's very rich.

It's a natural floral scent, without any additives. All people's eyes, all looked at the locust tree in the courtyard.

This is the first time that they have observed Huangjia Tulou in the night. Under the moonlight, all the strange blood red Sophora flowers of Sophora tree are blooming. Originally, the fragrance of Sophora japonica is light, just like the feeling washed by rain. There is also a faint sweetness, but the fragrance is not strong. But now This huge locust tree, however, has an enchanting fragrance, just like a rose blooming at midnight.

This is not the fragrance of Sophora japonica.

Qin ye took the lead in walking towards the hospital. Turn on the mobile phone lighting, carefully looked around the ground, then shook his head, gently touched the tree trunk: "no petals, but there are a lot of fallen leaves. It shouldn't be. According to the natural rules, it is impossible to have no petals Step back

The last two words, the voice suddenly raised, the three people back together. At the moment of leaving, on the trunk of the old locust tree, unexpectedly It's like the surface of the water!

"Oh Ah, ah, ah... " With a cry that makes people feel sad, the tree trunk A human face has been raised!

It was the appearance of a man, very thin, with his mouth wide open, and his expression of anguish. And It's not just this one!

The whole tree, like a balloon blowing up, one after another in pain under the red lanterns around them, only a dozen seconds, the whole courtyard is full of howling. They seem to want to break free, twist and tremble, but they can't leave the trunk at all.

Under the moon night, ghosts howl, the silent attic, blood red fire All this, it's so hairy!

Qin Ye has been used to big scenes, except for the appearance of Chu people who scared him, these dead things really can't scare him. He looked at it one face at a time and suddenly stopped: "you see, these faces Familiar? "

In front of him, Huang Xiaoqing's face is astonishing!

The trunk of the tree was twisted like human skin, and her face was like flesh and blood under the skin. She cried bitterly and struggled desperately. It's like a living tumor. It's very penetrating.

"The woman you saw during the day." Quan Jinghao looked at it carefully, nodded his head and said, "my lord What's going on? "

Looking up, not only Huang Xiaoqing, but also all the people in the village are on this tree! Some of them are still living in Huangjia Tulou, the other part they have never seen before.

Qin ye did not open his mouth, and more and more problems appeared in his mind. Someone's holding these souls here. Who is it? Is this man the evil spirit? Why did he do it?

Is it for the sake of killing this man that the beauty of Chu possessed himself?

He felt that the answer was very close, but also far away. Before blurred, for a long time, he said in a deep voice: "find Huang Jiansen first."

He looked up at the dark sky: "he signed the contract for the construction of huangjiatu building in the 1990s, but it was completely stopped in the 1990s The signing time is 95 years, which means that in 1995, Huangjia village can still go in and out freely. So Between 1995 and 2000, there must have been some drastic changes that made Huangjia village what it is now. "

"Why these five years?" Quan Jinghao was baffled: "what if it was in 2005? What about 2003 and 2004? How do you know exactly until the year 2000? "

Qin Ye's wrist trembled, gently rubbed the string of hands in his hand, and walked toward the corridor with his negative hand. He said faintly: "a place of residence can't be without young people. For example, before we came in, we saw the T-shirt, which was worn by young people in the late 1990s. Through our observation in these two days, there are not many young people in the building. "

He took a look at Quan Jinghao: "they will automatically follow the trend, but in 1999, the Korean wave Oh, it is the early Korean wave, hot, myth these wantonly enter China. They are all in the streets and alleys, and their clothing is further diversified. As we approach the millennium, even Chinese villages and towns have been affected by this trend. If it is in the year of 2000, it is impossible to see the clothes related to the Korean wave. But now Nothing. "Korean wave is an important symbol of Chinese popular culture. Even It can be called a kind of node of locating time.

This is the benefit of fragmented knowledge in life. You never know when you will use some of the knowledge you've heard.

"I even think it's the problem in the three years from 1995 to 1998," he said

At this moment, he suddenly stopped.

It's on the first floor of the corridor The frightful staircase was on their right. And Just now, from the stairs Some slight noise.

Dong Dong Dong Dong

It was The sound of hitting the ball.

Qin Ye's eyes slightly converged, took out the mobile phone to have a look.

It's four o'clock in the morning.

It's 60 minutes to meet the devil at 5:00, the last darkness before dawn.

The dark corridor, monotonous and boring racking sound, became the only sound in the dark. He raised his eyebrows and went up.

"My Lord!" Quan Jinghao and Liu Changmin immediately walked in front: "you, you really want to go up?"

"Just take a look." Qin night gently plucks the hand string, the whole body Yin Qi has climbed to the peak. The last time he came here, there were many supernatural events, which warned him that it was not the time to go up.

But this time, No.

Just as he stepped on the first step, a sharp cold suddenly rose from around him. A blue and overcast wave came down from the second floor. With if there is no howl, as if Stepping on the road of yin and Yang.

Instead of moving, he waited for five seconds. Nothing happened.

Can I go up by myself?

He looked around in deep thought, and questions came to his mind.

Why?

Did you survive the next night?

Or did you see the pool of beautiful Chu people today?

Or Did you know about Huang Jiansen? Or See the true face of the big locust tree at night?

I don't know He took a deep breath and stepped on it solemnly.

The higher you go up, the lower the temperature is. Just a dozen stairs, the temperature has dropped to near zero. He turned the corner and was about to go up when he stopped.

Turning this corner, you can see part of the second floor. It's very high, about five meters. But Here, there's a voice.

The clear, oppressive, monotonous racking sound was getting closer and closer to them. The unknown terror is like a big hand grasping the heart, so that Qin Ye's breath is slightly short. From the first floor came the blood red light, was swaying the ancient locust tree hit ten thousand spot, bright and extinguished indefinitely.

It's like a sudden light of darkness.

It's like an instant hell.

Tick tock At this moment, Qin ye only felt a cool hand. There is something It dripped on the back of his hand.

He looked up and there was a skin on the back of his hand. It was Blood.

Black red blood.

What Just above their heads, quietly, unblinking, straight Watch them walk from the first floor to the second floor.

His laryngeal knot moved gently, his right hand had already pressed the government order, then suddenly raised his head.

On the corridor from the second floor to the third floor, I don't know when, rows of naked, pale children of five or six years old protruded their heads from the cracks in the stair railing, opened their mouths and grinned at him!

they are as like as two peas, pale and pink, but pure black. The head was as like as two peas, reaching sixty degrees, with the same smile. Black and red blood from the teeth, dripping down, a dead white hand, left hand to grasp the railing, right hand Just about to touch his head!

"One Let's start Play... "

With a hoarse childish voice, Qin night throat a tight, immediately left the original place. But at this moment, at the corner of the second floor, suddenly A slapping sound.

Click A hand, gently pressed in the corner, and then A tall figure, in this suffocating night, finally appeared in their eyes.

It's very high. It's more than two meters. With a bamboo hat, bamboo hat covered with yellow Rune paper, a broken oil paper umbrella. He was wearing colorful clothes, which were all made up of pieces of cloth, which were scattered over his body.

And what he photographed A head!

A boy's head, no blood, only a mess of yellow hair caused by malnutrition. But a two meter tall giant, his mouth is homophonic, murmured: "big rabbit is sick, two rabbits look, three rabbits buy medicine, four rabbits boil..."

"Five rabbits are dead, six rabbits carry, seven rabbits dig a hole, eight rabbits bury..."

Rustling The thick branches and leaves of the old locust tree are like countless impetuous ghosts in the night. With this picture of the monster patting the head ball, even Liu Changmin is shaking slightly.It's weird It's much more than the tunnel 3 he's been in.

This is not that kind of simple terror, but a kind of depressed, unknown, even after the body feel It seems that someone is looking at their own It's scary.

The monster's feet did not move, and the body floated straight forward. But just as he passed the corridor, he suddenly stopped.

The ball is still beating monotonously, but the head is like a robot. Kakka turns around and looks at Qin ye: "the living..."

"Big brother Accompany I play? How about that? "

Qin Ye smiles: "good."

"Will you come down or I will go up?"