Chapter 648

Sand Dark fingers gently swept over the hanging cowhide. A chubby man in a red robe with a pipe in his mouth carefully cleans the innumerable cowhide hanging in the air.

This is a stone house. The room is not small, about four or five hundred square meters. The height is also very strange, even 10 meters high. It's full of cowhide. The cowhide has been treated to be nearly transparent, which looks like a human leather sewing shop.

The man held a knife in his hand, pruning pieces of corpse clothes skillfully. Occasionally, a piece of smoke is emitted from the pipe, which makes the place full of weird atmosphere. While he was carefully repairing the cowhide, suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "card".

He held the knife's index finger at a terrible angle because of excessive force.

"After all, it's a body that has been dead for 30 years..." The man sighed and straightened his index finger: "it's time to change a skeleton. I don't know when I can get enough money to exchange bones when I work at the gate of the underworld... "

Just at this moment, there was a continuous jingle in the stone house. On the roof, they were all covered with thin pieces of bone, which were tied to the red ropes. They hit each other like wind chimes.

"Is it time again..." He sighed slightly, put down his knife, pulled aside the cowhide and went out to the door.

As he gets closer and closer to the door, his Yin Qi is getting heavier and heavier, from ghost to soul arrest and impermanence! In the eye socket, two pale ghost fire also danced.

In the process of walking, there are floating ghosts around, offering spears, bone rings and headgear made of pure gold. Heavy gold neck ring and all kinds of accessories, to the door, the simple red robe has become dignified and heavy because of these famous and vulgar jewelry.

Different from the delicacy of China, his dress has a wild flavor, but it doesn't make people feel lack of dignity and beauty.

At the 10 meter high gate, there are already two ghosts waiting at the gate. With his arrival, he opened the gate in advance.

Karala There was no light in the house. It's not the light of the sun, but the color of the torch. Man seems to have been used to general, an inch from the ground, floating out of thin air.

Outside the gate, there is a grotesque picture.

Here, it's an island.

An island in the sea.

The island is probably tens of thousands of square meters in size. The most central place is a magnificent grotto temple. With strong Egyptian flavor and religious color. At the top of the temple, a cobra is carved vividly,

in the huge area on the left of the temple, the ground is flat and divided into hundreds of stone platforms. All kinds of animal patterns are carved around the stone platform. In front of each stone platform, there is a woman wearing an African women's dress. The color is gorgeous. There is no difference in clothes, but the similarities are They all have long hair.

All the way to the ground. They were sewing something on the stone platform with a thick bone needle in their hands.

On the stone platform There are countless bodies lying there!

A corpse wrapped in cowhide!

And these women, with their hair through the pins, sew the hide tightly together. This strange scene, coupled with the high candles lit in all directions, makes the scene look overcast and cold.

What's more terrible is On the water outside the island, there are many corpses floating on it!

Hands crossed in front of the chest, lying in a piece of cowhide, face calm. Here, all the bodies are closed.

Hundreds of strong black men wearing animal skins, fur skirts and spears were patrolling the shore. There are also a lot of orderly body salvage people, the bodies will be salvaged, neatly placed on the shore.

River Styx ferry!

"How many bodies have been delivered today?" The well-dressed man came to the bank and asked in a deep voice.

"Three hundred and forty-seven, Lord Mopti." A man who had been waiting for him, dressed in colorful feathers, replied respectfully.

After a pause, he said carefully, "but At five o'clock in the morning, Zuling sanctuary seems to have detected a very strong Yin Qi, probably at the level of deputy chief. "

"No way." Mopti turned away and said without looking back: "there is no notice of the passing of the high level ancestral spirits. Madagascar has no human organization. At present, the most powerful protector of the ancestral spirit is no more than the guardian level. "

"Does that need to be recorded?"

"No, detection error. Don't disturb the spirit and the wizard with such things. "

The gate of the grotto Temple opened again, and Mopti stepped in quickly.

"This damned job..." He sighed and rubbed his eyebrows habitually.

After decades of death, he still works at the entrance of the underworld. If there is no accident, it is almost impossible to return to the ancestral holy land.

The work here is very leisure, just count the death toll in the sun, and then extradite the souls of these people to the kingdom of the Holy Spirit. If something important happens, it's impossible to pass through here. Day after day, there's no change. It's boring and boring.In this boring situation, he began to cultivate his own hobbies, such as leather tanning - of course, limited to cattle hide and a small amount of sheepskin.

Shaking his head and sighing, he felt like a mechanical woodpecker toy. It was time to go out and ask. And then retract back, the only thing that can make you feel useful is probably the respect of the new soldiers for themselves.

Habitually remove the jewelry, raise your arm, and wait for a lower ranking official to take the ornament for him. However, just as he began to untie the collar, he suddenly stopped.

No one.

The whole grotto temple, which had been decorated by the public servants, seemed to have disappeared. Only the candles burning around the wall reflected the shadows of cowhide. A kind of loneliness depression suddenly rises, and then comes another kind of A feeling of extreme fear.

As if He went into the tiger's cave. What's there Is looking at him through layers of corpse clothes.

It was so quiet and terrible that I could hear the heartbeat. He moved his larynx severely, looked around warily, put his hand on the door, and said hoarsely, "antulu?"

There was no answer.

"Bagu?"

There was still no response, only the candle sparks jumped and beeped.

The ghost fire in his eyes has shrunk to the point of a needle and disappeared The spirits of the whole cave temple have disappeared There are none of the ghosts who gave themselves decorations a few minutes ago.

Empty, only the corpse clothes floating, unknown fear of the giant hand general squeeze his soul. His back began to shake.

There's something here There must be!

And he's looking at him!

He quietly turned around and pressed the door handle with his hand and pulled it hard!

No movement.

Ring the bell! Just at this moment, the whole house of bone fragments crazy noise, crazy impact! And those heavy corpse clothes, actually began to drift slowly

! No It's floating rhythmically, as if making way for something in the center!

At the same time, all the candles brush, lit up a few meters high! Turn into the color of miserable blue!

"Come on Come on Mopti turned around desperately, hammering at the wooden gate: "foreign invasion!! A fierce ghost invades the underworld of the black mamba!! Inform the chief immediately

"You are a good craftsman." Before the words fell, another young voice blandly sounded: "if these leather can be sold to the sun, I'm afraid someone will rush for them, such as those old luxury goods."

Oh The back of the spine is electrified, spreading from the caudal vertebrae of Mopti, one reaching the top of the head.

How long has it been?

How long has it been since I died?

That absolute repression, total terror It's just like the first time I face the Yin difference.

The Yin Qi detected before is not wrong! It's true that there are fierce ghosts invading here! I'm too careless!

He turned around shaking, his teeth trembling: "no matter who you are Invade the underworld of the Black Mamba, chief... "

It's silenced.

He blinked and looked at the figure in front of him in disbelief. The other party was looking at the corpse clothes in his spare time. Didn't give him an extra color at all.

This dress up

This Yin Qi

He I think of a rumor.

By chance, I heard a rumor from the soldiers.

Before he died, there were four most powerful underworlds in the underworld world, known as the four constant. Each of them is a regional leader, and one of the top Chinese prefectures has been closed to the outside world for decades. The world is watching it.

"Meet the Yin difference in China Without thinking about it, he immediately crawled to the ground: "the Oriental angel has come, I haven't received the notice, please..."

"All right." Qin Ye waved his hand: "my official is traveling in private. You don't know. It's normal. Just stay there. Abra. "

"Yes..."

A figure creeps out from behind Qin ye, yes, climbing. Since arriving here, Abra has lost the ability to walk.

"Babulu..." He gasped, as if exhausted all his strength: "contact my ancestral spirit It's called babulu! He said, if I want to find him, go into the shelter, wrap up in the corpse's clothes, come to the lake island of the undead, and say his name! He'll sense it immediately! "

"Babulu..." Mopti was stupefied, and then he shook violently.

Boom!! Before he spoke, all the candles in the room turned black and red in an instant! The candle lit countless flames, butterflies, dancing wildly with the wind.

A stream of Yin Qi converges from all directions and forms a cloud cave with a radius of ten meters at the top of the whole cave temple! And one of them, a shuddering Yin Qi, instantly broke out, covering the entire island!

Whoa! A circle of black shock waves rushed out of the grotto temple. Before the Yin soldiers and the weaver girl in all directions could speak, they were swept away in an instant. But in the blink of an eye, there is only Mopti lying on the ground shivering.He I remember

Babulu Name of the deputy chief of the black mamba tribe It's also The first spirit to follow the Lord of the Holy Spirit! Babulu, the tail of the Holy Spirit!

After decades of being a low-level official, he finally expected the change he wanted. Unfortunately, this change Too much more than he thought.

"What happened?"