I don’t know if it was in front of the same kind, Li Zhenshu relaxed too much and giggled: “Yes… I believed it, I believed it completely. I believed it wholeheartedly. Do you think it’s stupid?”

"So... his daughter naturally became best friends with Ms. Park." She shook her coffee cup gently and looked at Qin Ye with deep meaning: "Did you remember anything?"

Qin Ye gasped.

How could I not remember it!

The "best friend" who shocked the world in the Korean political arena, Ms. Park is like a puppet, being manipulated by her best friend Choi Soon-sil. She listens to the other party whenever she says, holds a bag, and wears clothes! State secrets are fully displayed in front of Aunt Choi! It can be called the largest earthquake in the Korean political arena in decades!

By the way...

Aunt Choi...is the daughter of Choi Tae-min, the head of the cult!

"You seem to understand." Li Zhenshu sneered: "But... what's going there? I'm even more shocked behind."

"Do you know what the religion you participated in during the Sewol shipwreck?"

She approached Qin Ye and said word by word: "Christian Gospel Baptist, also known as the Savement Sect, or the Save Sect. Their purpose is: human beings must live to death when they approach destruction. Do you feel that... they are somewhat similar to something?"

Qin Ye opened his mouth slightly, shook his head and sighed with emotion.

The Sewol boat ride - the second act of the God of Death script has been brewing for so long!

Not fifteen years, but forty years!

Is this what Death does?

Is this how the underworld creates new myths?

Without any trace, it advances bit by bit, allowing the people to slowly accept it, and finally... it turns into a shocking murder!

If Li Zhenshu had not been particularly sensitive to these people, she would be a person who was immortal and could not find any trace of them!

He had a kind of enlightenment in his heart, and his understanding of how to write and execute the script of Death. He was eager to hear the truth about the entire "Script No. 2".

"That's right." Li Zhenshu retracted and leaned against the soft sofa, and her whole body fell into it: "Yu Bingyan, the president of the Haiyun in Qinghai Town, is a believer of Master Cui. The Saving Church itself is a branch of the Eternal Life Cult."

"And the day when the Seyoku shipwreck..." Her smile became even colder: "It is the 20th anniversary of our Master Cui."

Qin Ye's facial features were slightly distorted and he swallowed gently.

No...

That's not the case...

The King of Hell cannot do it. If he has to do it, the only thing that is resurrected is a monster. This is the way of heaven and irreversible. For this slim myth, they...

"It's more than that." Li Zhenshu's smile was like a knife: "In Master Cui's suicide note, I wrote: I will not die, I just wander in the kingdom of death. In 20 years, I will be resurrected through the ritual. Believe me."

"I know everything about them. A week before the Sewol wreck, the sea transport in Cheonghai Town shrank most of the cruise ships. I noticed that, after all, this is the ground agent developed by the God of Death. As long as I want to know, there is nothing I can hide from me."

"I banned it. Unexpectedly, on April 16, I issued an order directly from the Blue House to go to sea. You guessed that the god of death had indeed launched another secret piece, and this piece... should be the then president of South Korea, Ms. Park."

"It was already night when I learned about this. I couldn't always look at a point that could explode. I had too many other things. When I rushed over, it was too late." She sighed softly: "I saw the photos of the Sejoh site, which was a resurrection ceremony."

The room became quiet.

Qin Ye rubbed his temples and carefully cleaned his thoughts.

Yin and Yang do not intersect, and Yin and Yang are originally one. These two sentences are completely contrary to each other, so unified at this moment.

The root of the underworld is in the world of the world, but yin and yang cannot speak directly. So... no, it seems that the major countries have made their way from ancient times to the present to... promote from myths and develop believers.

Faith is not only the foundation of the existence of the underworld, but also the bridge of the mutual communication of yin and yang.

With faith, there are believers, and with believers, there are people passing by, and yin and yang do not intersect, but through the hands of believers... there are shocking tragedies one by one!

This is how the Death script is really written!

You can only write, but the real executor is the believer, the believer, and the living person.

South Korea's so-called "executors" such as No. 1, 2, and 3 are just "supervisors", and they may be disconnected and slowly twisted to the right track.

"No. 3 is in Busan. No. 2... originally in Gyeonggi Province, but now in Busan Jizhang County... They each presided over a part, and where is the place of No. 1...?" he murmured to himself.

"Are you worried about this?" Unexpectedly, Li Zhenshu heard him murmuring in a low voice. She smiled slightly: "I can give you a way of thinking."

"Busan is the second largest city in South Korea. There is no problem choosing to test the waters here. Just last month, a tide of corpse storm broke out. South Korea urgently closed Busan, isolated all living people, and asked for help from China."

"And the location of No. 2, located on the coast, supervised the Swamp of the Sewol. And No. 1," she smiled: "There is only one place."

"Gyeonggi-do, Guangzhou City."

Qin Ye frowned, but immediately stretched out. He remembered a sentence before No. 3 An Sumei was executed.

"I am only responsible for transporting the body to Gyeonggi Province, and I don't know anything else..."

"How do you know for sure it's Gyeonggi-do? Or Guangzhou City? Not Seoul?" he spoke in confusion.

Li Zhenshu smiled: "It seems... you haven't done your homework..."

She curled her smile and took a deep breath: "Because... Guangzhou City, Gyeonggi Province, is one of the seven supernatural locations in the world - Kunchiyan Mental Hospital!"

"Do you know its reputation? The sound of table tennis, the non-existent dean's office, the changing photos... Anyone who carries a Korean out can tell the horror of Kunchiyan. I once heard No. 2 occasionally mention that it is a place where ghosts gather, and the evil ghosts on the entire Korean Peninsula will go there. That... it is an infinite ghost cave."

"I don't know what the Russian underworld is going to do. But I know that no matter what they want to do, Kunchiyan will never let go!"

Qin Ye's mind was bright.

Just these two sentences, it would definitely be in vain to awaken Li Zhenshu!

Kunchiyan...How can you not know its famous name?

One of the seven supernatural sites in the world, countless people have witnessed supernatural phenomena here. After twelve o'clock in the evening, they will die and live... There are so many legends, and it... is actually in Guangzhou?!

In other words, the Living Dead train departed from Busan and finally... drove to Kunchiyan Mental Hospital?!

It was just a guess, but as soon as this guess appeared, Qin Ye almost confirmed this guess.

When writing a script for the God of Death in Korea, it is impossible to miss Kun Chiyan! He should have thought that the place where No. 1 guarded was Kun Chiyan!

"It's not just speculation." Li Zhenshu leaned on the sofa and said lightly: "Since last year, my cultivators reported that Kunchiyan...the yin energy has reached five million."

Qin Ye took a deep breath. Of course, so many living dead people were transported in... More than one million yin energy was normal!

The second generation said, "When you finally prove the god with ghosts, if you operate well, you will get an equally powerful ghost."

Kunchiyan...it is probably the place where the Yin spirit is nurtured!

That is, Xiao Wei in the painted skin, where the grandmother in the Age Ghost Story exists.

Artificial evil spirit!

Liu Yu... As long as he kills it, he will gain national faith and open a palace in one fell swoop!

No. 1 and No. 3 are connected... But this is the entire set of Death scripts, why does No. 2 have to carry out the Sewol mission again...

After brushing... a few minutes later, Qin Ye's eyes suddenly lit up, then he looked at Li Zhenshu in disbelief and spoke solemnly: "They... really want to resurrect Drizzt?!"

"...I'm sorry to interrupt, who is Drizzt?" Li Zhenshu said mutely. She seemed to have never said this name.

Qin Ye coughed dryly and couldn't help but say, "Who... the yellow card is dizzy, the blue card is blue, the red card is aoe..."

Then, under Li Zhenshu's eyes, "Are you second?!", I couldn't continue.

He cleared his throat hard, and kept complaining in his heart. Who told you to call Master Cui just now... He tried to make himself serious: "I mean... they really want to resurrect Choi Tae-min?"

If so... everything makes sense!

Number 3 creates the eternal snake, and uses the living dead to pile up countless yin energy.

No. 1 masters the yin energy gathering node of the Korean Peninsula - Kunchiyan, and arranges the scene.

No. 2 manipulates the Sewol and calls back Choi Taemin's dead soul.

This qwer is perfect!

This is the true appearance of the Death script!

"No... Choi Taemin who is resurrected like this is also a monster... No one can really come back from the dead..." He suddenly frowned and paused, and immediately slapped his forehead hard: "Stupid! So stupid! What Liu Yu wants is Choi Taemin like a monster!"

"He carries too many things! The leader of the cult, the real black hand of the Lord of Best Friends, the initiator, the origin of the Seyoku tragedy... There is even a trip to Busan, the development of the Busan corpse tide, and it is a monster... Yes... the script of the Death God, forming a perfect circle here! Successfully create an unprecedented evil spirit! Then... was killed by Liu Yu with a sword!"

"No need to think that when Choi Tae-min's identity is disclosed, everyone will be grateful! This belief... is enough to blow up the underworld of South Korea in a small place!"

Dongdongdongdongdongdong... the heart is beating wildly.

I saw... the real way of death holding the writing.

I heard that the whole script lasted for more than 40 years!

It was a great help for him to write the King of Hell in the future!

This feeling, the feeling of digging out the truth step by step, made him excited. His blood was beating. Although the truth has not been verified yet,... his intuition told him that although he was not hit, it was definitely not far away.

So far, he is even higher than Liu Yu, and he can even look at the overall situation. He can even return to China and wait for Hanyang to open his palace... What a f*ck!

"90% of the possibility is in Kunyanchi... Liu Yu... Your life is here..." He laughed treacherously. Yan Chixia could play anyone, but "grandma" only has one grandma.

Whoever kills grandma will be Yan Chixia!
Chapter completed!