Aluo Shasa was silent for a while, probably adjusting his mood and organizing his language. After a long time, the soul-sealing ball moved. Before he could speak, Qin Ye pressed his eyebrows and said, "The name Aluo Shasa is too twisted. In order to facilitate the call of you and I, I will call you little Ah? The full name is Alsace Minaihil, which is catchy, clear and easy to understand, and looks very international. How about it?"

What do I fuck...

Aluo Shasa is now in a mood to die with the other party.

This is obviously not an Asian name, and it seems that the gender has been changed! Are you serious?

"...It's up to you..." She spit out these two words with gritted teeth, and took a deep breath and said, "The reason why this soul is important is that it's your own."

"People who have eaten Tai Sui will not live or die, and their names will not exist in the book of life and death, and will live in the yin and yang realms. But in the same way, once one of the yin and yang realms is unbalanced, they will surely die."

She said quietly: "This situation would never happen, but no one expected that the great aspiration of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva back then would be realized. The only way for you to survive is to find a piece of treasure. But have you ever thought about it..."

She lowered her voice and said word by word: "Once you go to find the Yan Luo Seal, you... can't stop."

"What does this mean..." Before Qin Ye finished speaking, his mind suddenly lit up and he began to ponder.

Can't stop... Yes, so that's it!

Unless he dies with peace of mind, as long as he finds the first piece, the static undead prelude will be completely played by him. After that... no one can stop it!

After finding the first piece - the attention of the next piece of fragment - the passive counterattack, the next piece of fragment is in hand again - and then attracting the attention of the next piece of fragment... At that time, no matter whether you want it or not, you will not be able to escape from this vortex.

Infinite loop!

Arthas's voice slowly said: "And... any fragment of innate treasure is full of endless yin energy in the underworld. Any ghost that gets it, even if it is one or two years old, will be as strong as an old ghost of 10 or 20 years old. Boy... pray well. If you are too lucky, you will encounter a demon of D level or even above in the first piece of fragment. Then... three days will be your death in."

Qin Ye did not open his mouth, closed his eyes and began to think carefully. He tapped the table gently, and the "dea" sound made the hut in the early morning reveal a contrasting tranquility.

This is a Gu basin. Each Gu worm in it holds a piece of innate treasure fragment, and the only one that can survive is the strongest! However, if you are in it, you will definitely participate in this battle of life and death whether you want it or not!

Can't escape.

So……

"It's better to start first." He opened his eyes, and murderous intent flashed across his eyes. Almost with Alsace, he said this in unison.

"There is no need to retreat, there is no need to retreat again. Either you die, or they die." As the judge who once committed a heinous crime, Arthas was so cruel and cold that he looked at Qin Ye unexpectedly: "I didn't expect that we had reached a consensus for the first time... Don't worry, since we have signed the contract for heaven, I will not watch you die. Moreover, I have seen this ghost in the underworld. The aura of the innate treasure is not strong, you should be glad. The ghosts around him probably won't have long been able to get the fragments."

Qin Ye nodded and looked at his phone. It was already seven o'clock.

Since you are the best at first, and since you cannot attract souls during the day, then start with Wang Chenghao, the school!

Within three days, either the other party died or Qin Ye went down to accompany Meng Po.

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The same night, at three o'clock in the morning.

Just as Qin Ye was walking on Yin-Yang Road, a tall boy was lying on the bed with a frown in the highest-end community in Qingxi County.

He slept very heavily. Although it was summer, the highest-end central air conditioner in the house silently adjusted the temperature. With the effect of ventilation, one unit costs nearly 100,000.

The home of Wang Zemin, the richest man in Qingxi County, Canglan Community.

This place is full of single-family villas. When you open the window and look out, you will see Daba Mountain that stretches thousands of miles across the street. The night wind blows, and the wind blows on the bamboo forest on the mountain, which is gentle and quiet, making people feel at ease.

The greening of the community is also very good. The price of this community is definitely as good as that of the top community in the provincial capital, and there are only three or four small villas. The green trees even form a small jungle, but... the late night looks a bit gloomy against the lights.

Wang Chenghao lay on the bed, sleeping uneasy, turning around and flipping his eyebrows tightly. Finally, he woke up from his dream with a scream.

"Ha...he..." He gasped, touched his chest, and his heart was beating wildly. Even though it had been two days, he could not forget the nightmare of that day.

The next second, he suddenly stopped.

His heart almost stopped beating, and a sense of fear spreading from his spine made his scalp numb!

At the head of his bed was a woman sitting.

Just quietly, with his back to him, his hair spread to his waist, without saying a word. He sat at the head of the bed wearing pale clothes.

"You...you!" Wang Chenghao was so scared that he flew out of the sky. His tall body retreated to the head of the bed with a loud bang, pressing the light desperately.

"No need to press, the power outage." The woman's voice was a little hoarse, as if she was chewing something.

"Aunt Liu..." Wang Chenghao settled down a little. Aunt Liu was his stepmother, but he couldn't call him a mother, and he always called him an aunt.

The stepmother brought back by his father Wang Zemin three months ago.

Wang Chenghao's original mother died when he gave birth to him.

Without opening his mouth, Aunt Liu made a strange "gurgling" sound from her mouth and slowly left.

Wang Chenghao listened to the sound of the door closing, wiped the cold sweat from his head and was about to go to bed. He had just lie down for a few seconds, but he suddenly started to bounce like a needle.

No...No!!

I... I locked the door before going to bed!

The air conditioner windows are closed!

How did she... come in?!

No... this community will never have a power outage! This community has a power outage, and it is time for the whole county to have a power outage.

His body shook suddenly, and he felt his blood rushing to the top of his head in an instant, pressed the light a few times, without any response. He cursed inwardly, "Fuck!" and immediately picked up his phone, but just after he opened it, he suddenly pressed his mouth and grabbed the cup and wrapped his whole body. The eighteen-year-old man almost screamed in fear!

No lights.

The shadows of the bamboo sea in Daba Mountain were projected by the moon, like shaking ghosts.

No trace of people.

The whole room revealed a dead silence that was so depressed that it was crazy, and the needle could be heard.

Only a little pale halo of the phone.

Just under the halo... he clearly saw... from the edge of the bed to the door, there were a series of footprints.

Very neat, but... what footprints can be seen?

Human footprints.

But... it was stained with blood! At midnight, there were red marks in his bedroom!

"Haha..." Wang Chenghao's teeth trembled for no reason. The door was closed, and the stepmother, who was sitting at the head of his bed at three o'clock, was swallowing continuously with bloody footprints...

He walked quietly to the door and didn't dare to say a word. He was about to close the door gently, but suddenly he found that the door was open!

A crack left.

"Ha...he..." He was sweating all over his head. Just as he was quietly trying to close the door, he happened to see a scene that made his soul fly out of the crack in the door!

My stepmother... was lying next to Labrador who was raised at home, twisting her head in an extremely strange position, and was swallowing something.

At her feet were golden retrievers on the ground and blood on the big beach.

What's so many/haired?

What large creatures... can eject so much blood?

"Crack..." He closed his eyes, bit his lips tightly, and closed the door with trembling.

There is a ghost...

There are really ghosts at home!

"Ha...ha..." He collapsed on the wooden floor with sweat all over, leaning against the door, panting tremblingly. After more than ten minutes, he picked up his cell phone and planned to take footprints in the bedroom.

Click... After finishing his patting gently, he opened the album, but suddenly was stunned.

What photo is this?

Just in his album, there was an extra photo.

That was his familiar classroom, the familiar Zhang Yilong, and... Qin Ye?

However, at this moment, Qin Ye was carrying them, a magic weapon with lotus flowers at both ends, holding back a large cluster of nothingness behind him. And they were already unconscious in the corner.

The angle of the photo was very bad. It was obviously because I mistakenly turned on the lighting camera when I fainted and took it inadvertently.

Qin Ye... This is Qin Ye?!

That day was this? Didn’t he say he fainted?

"Boom!!" At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked, and Wang Chenghao could no longer suppress the fear in his heart. He screamed and retreated to the door more than one meter.

"Who...who!!"

No answer.

However, the "dong...dong" sound rang out on time every five seconds!

Death Knell.

Wang Chenghao rushed to the door like crazy and held it tightly.

The door was knocking and knocking behind him. He wanted to leave the wooden door that was isolated from fear, but he was afraid that he would be opened as soon as he left. He wanted to block the door, but he was only separated from fear.

The fear was too intense, causing him to shed tears.

Never, as today, had hoped for the rise of the sun.

The knock at the door did not stop for a whole night. Finally, at five o'clock, a rooster crow came from somewhere, and the knock at the door ended abruptly.
To be continued...