It's midnight now.

There was almost no one on the entire platform. On the platform, a group of men in black suits were standing there in a straight face facing the night breeze. At least ten people, each of them had their true energy fluctuations. The leader was Bai Yishan.

His spirit seemed much better than before, but he was crazy at this moment. As the train stopped, he suddenly rushed to the No. 7 carriage and pressed the password tremblingly.

What a heavy smell of blood...

Before the door was opened, he smelled a strong smell of blood and almost dizzy. The evil ghosts would automatically attract the surrounding ghosts and form a prison nest of thousands of ghosts. The Cultivation Weekly has been discussing this recently. They also knew that, so Jiade specially invited a soul-detaining agent to help.

But now...how is this happening?

Carrara... As the sealed door slowly opened, he stayed there even though he had made more preparations before.

This is not a carriage.

This is...hell.

He had no time to tell if there was a living person inside. Blood was everywhere, and the blood filled the entire carriage. The talisman paper stuck in the carriage had been burned out, leaving only a piece of black and gray. It was mixed in the bloody carriage, sticky and greasy.

A person lies down all over the place, and you can vaguely see the camouflage uniform. The reason why they are vague is that they are not complete. Either a head, a broken limb, or an arm with an intestine... The scene is bloody and disgusting.

Bai Yishan opened his mouth and trembled all over. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him. The people who rushed over from behind all burst into screams, "How could it be..." "Really...really?! Who did this? A ghost?" "The ghost above the soul-retaining one...and he took action the moment he entered Donghai City..." "It's so terrible, how could this happen?"

Bai Yishan's whole mind was dizzy, but the next second, he suddenly woke up and rushed in like crazy. He quickly searched for it regardless of the blood stains of his shiny leather shoes. He saw the intact black box and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yao Bian Tianmu Bowl?" Qin Ye's voice came from behind, and Bai Yishan was startled. At this moment, he was like a frightened bird. He didn't relax until he found out that it was Qin Ye. He closed his eyes in pain and nodded.

Actually, he didn't need to admit it, Qin Ye discovered it when he came in.

The yin energy here... is so rich that it is abnormal!

It was the black box in front of me... the source of all the yin energy was like a slowly opening crack of hell, and the yin energy was rich enough to make the carriage feel frozen.

"Aren't they doing the Tianmu Bowl for Yaobian?" he murmured while rubbing his chin.

"It should be for it." Bai Yishan's eyes were red and hoarse, "But... no one can open it."

"This box uses the highest confidentiality technology, and pupils and fingerprints can be unlocked, and... the pupils and fingerprints of three people are required in total. Once the personnel are not in line, it will explode immediately."

Qin Ye whispered: "One of them is Jiade's person? Who is the other one?"

Bai Yishan had no idea of ​​hiding it in front of Qin Ye. In fact, when Qin Ye called him to ask him about the location of the contact, he told the other party without hesitation.

"Shopkeeper Chu. Another is the contemporary owner of the Mitsubishi Consortium in Japan, Jiro Motegi. The last one... is the contemporary owner of the Japanese Kamo family, Kamo Kotaro." Bai Yishan replied in a low voice: "Mr. Qin, I know you want to get the Yoribi Tianmu Bowl. But... Fortunately, you didn't do anything else. This box technology is the world's top security technology. It is called the 'X-Magic Box.' Once it is used, it can only get its fragments."

Qin Ye nodded slightly.

He had thought about this.

He still felt that it was too much of a loss when he bought the Yaobian Tianmu Bowl for 2 billion. If he didn't notice it, he would definitely take the bowl away before it left the country.

This time he came to the platform to test it. He originally wanted to wait in secret to see the security measures of the Yaobian Tianmu Bowl, and then take it and escape. This is also an immature idea he discussed with Ming Shiyin. Although it is quite shameless, it is... easy to use.

He didn't believe that impermanence would monitor a broken train station. And...

He is a fool, and the impermanence cannot be seen. Once he has achieved the first level of cultivation, he will be able to leap the sea with a wide range of fish, so it is too convenient to do it.

However, some accidents occurred. He did not expect Kamakura Sei-nin to take action so quickly. He chose to take action before the goods arrived in Donghai. When he saw that the Yobian Tianmu bowl was intact, he knew that this bowl might only be obtained through auction.

He also dared not take the things that the three Wuchangs dared to take risks.

To attract souls, a complete yin weapon is not enough. Bai Yishan can give him a piece of fragment, but he will never dare to give him the Yaobian Tianmu Bowl. This is Jiade's life and root. He doesn't want the Yaobian Tianmu Bowl to be damaged. The soul of the Sixth Heavenly Demon King... This is probably the first historical general under his command!

"Yes..." At this moment, a weak voice sounded, and both of them were stunned. Bai Yishan rushed into the sea of ​​blood like crazy. After a moment, an old man was actually helped out from the box.

"Shopkeeper Chu..." He could hardly believe his eyes. The old man in front of him was slight and his face was like gold paper, but...at least he was still alive.

"You..." He spoke tremblingly, and there was still a strong look of fear in his eyes. His teeth were rumbling. He grabbed his arm: "How did I survive, right..."

He smiled bitterly and looked at the roof of the train: "Because... the other party immediately gave up the action after knowing the defense level of Yaobian Tianmu Bowl. Moreover, I am one of the auctioneers at least, and no one can open this box without me. It's not that he doesn't kill me... but... he keeps the key to open the box..."

"Who is it?" Qin Ye suddenly spoke.

Manager Chu looked at him vigilantly, but immediately felt the impermanence breath of Qin Ye's body. He suddenly felt his spirit. He knelt on the ground regardless of Bai Yishan's pull. His expression was gone, and instead of being frightened, it was an unspeakable grief.

"Sir!!" His voice was almost weeping: "Please... please avenge us!!"

"Four carriages...there are more than seventy cultivators!" When he raised his head, he was already in tears and cried in tears: "I was killed completely!!"

"Jing Lao San is dead too... I am the only one... I am the only one who survives! We are useless... I am useless! Woo woo woo woo!"

Seeing Wuchang, his frustration and resentment turned into a tide and rushed out, beating the ground like crazy: "That's not a Chinese ghost... it's a Japanese ghost! I heard Japanese! I didn't expect... I really didn't expect! Why did the Japanese ghost cross the ocean to come to China!"

His eyes were red, and he shouted at the bloody carriage at the top of his lungs: "This is our territory! Why is the underworld in China still moving! Just like watching the suffering of the world!"

"Why are they so cold!!"

"Why can you watch other countries take wild on the territory of China?"

"Is it back to the Eight-Nation Alliance era?! It's not!" He cried in a trembling voice, grabbed a broken hand next to him, but refused to let go: "My Jing Laosan... has been a friendship since childhood. I, I, I, I can only watch him being dismembered in front of me! Why..."

"Why... our living space is so strong... can we tolerate evil spirits from other countries coming to China to act wildly! But the underworld doesn't move! Why..."

"Shut up!!" Before he could finish speaking, Qin Ye suddenly interrupted him. The shopkeeper Chu trembled all over, then sat down dejectedly, looking at the roof of the train without caring about the blood on the ground: "Sorry, I have lost my composure."

Qin Ye's chest was undulating and extremely stuffy.

Why... the other party's continuous reason made him feel feverish, like something stuck in his throat, trying to roar out, but couldn't do it.

Don’t I want the underworld to be strong?

I'm working hard too! Can you give me some time?

"The Japanese Yinmao dared to go to China to act wildly... and killed countless people and left..." He looked at the blood around him with cold eyes: "I finally understood... why Arthas and Ming Shiyin were so tough towards Yinmao..."

It was like a silent but loud slap in the face, the manager, directly slapped him in the face.

Shame and anger, without warning at this moment, erupted out of his heart like a volcano.

"Are you angry?" Ming Shiyin's voice sounded in his mind, and he said unexpectedly: "It's rare... I have never seen you really get angry in these few months. This time... you really get angry?"

"No... it's understanding." Qin Ye took the initiative to bring murderous intent to his eyes: "Because of understanding, he is angry."

Ming Shiyin was silent for a few seconds, his voice was extremely firm: "Remember, boy."

"The underworld in China can be established in the world for thousands of years, but it depends on the fact that there is no escape, only the judge who died in battle!"

"The Middle East War, the Indian Ocean War, the Underworld Holy War... No matter which time, we won, anyone who dares to escape on the battlefield, whether it is the Mansion Lord or the Ghost Guard, treats everyone equally, lights the sky lantern, and the soul will never be reborn!"

"This burden is on you now. For thousands of years, the underworld in China has never suffered such insults!"

"Kill them and take back the Yaobian Tianmu Bowl, at least... let the Japanese god of death know that the underworld of China... is not uninhabited! Even if it declines now, it is definitely not an existence that the former vassal state dares to provoke!"

"If you offend our country, you will be punished even if you are far away!"

Qin Ye closed his eyes and nodded softly, but deeply.

At this moment, his mind was clear and cold. He looked at the shopkeeper Chu: "What did they say."

Manager Chu was shocked, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and lowered his head: "He... mainly asked Yaobian Tianmu Bowl. Then... he asked me..."

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"Is there a Chinese country with a different level? Impermanence or above?"
Chapter completed!