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Chapter 638 Yin Soldier
in the dark.

A bright yellow candle was lit.

Illuminate a pair of bluish-white skinny palms.

Holding a small half of the candle in each hand, the wax oil still dripped on the skin and solidified into oil spots.

呲~
The sound of the mechanical door opening resounded in all directions.

There seemed to be a sound of hurried footsteps.

"Lord Lawrence was intercepted when he left the City of Thousand Sails. The aircraft we prepared was destroyed. There were only traces of battle left at the scene, but no body was found."

There were some interruptions in the speech, and the news obviously frightened the people who came to report.

"The police department or the Archaeological Association, who can get rid of Lawrence. Have you checked the surveillance video?"

"The monitoring system was invaded, and the images during that period were deleted. Our people did not find the airships of the Security Department and the Archaeological Association nearby. When checking the scene, no modern weapons were found. Perhaps it was the work of the weird studio. hand."

"Studio of Weirdness?"

The candle flame swayed from side to side and stabilized again. After a brief silence, the person holding the candle said again,
"It's just a struggle before dying. If it's really them, don't worry about it. Lawrence will not reveal the plan no matter whether he lives or dies. It is right to help us delay the time. The director of the epidemic prevention station that Lawrence contacted before wanted to recruit him. Now it seems that it has become an uncertain factor, find someone to make him shut up!"

"clear."

Bending back, the sound of footsteps from near to far.

"continue!"

With a muffled drink, candles lit up one after another in the surrounding shadows.

"We walk on earth in your place, your kingdom come, yours"

The prayers, barely audible at first, gradually turned into whispers of terror as the candles dispersed.

Until the footsteps of all the people holding candles stopped, if someone was above, you could see that the positions of these people seemed to follow a certain trajectory.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of messy and heavy footsteps suddenly sounded from the surroundings, as if the feet were dragging on the ground, making a continuous "chacha~" sound. After a while, within a small area barely illuminated by these candles, There are more than a dozen pairs of shoes of different sizes, and their owners are not the same in terms of dress, height, shortness, fatness and thinness.

If there is one thing in common, it is the haggard faces and dull eyes revealed by the candlelight. Staying in the dark for a long time makes their skin color sickly pale, as if One after another, undecomposed corpses crawled out of the coffin.

Black spots loomed under the cover of the clothes, and the lifeless air made people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts.

The person holding the candle suddenly put one free hand into his robe, and when he took it out, he was holding a few sticks of incense sticks. Turning his knuckles, he first broke it in his palm, then crushed it, and placed it on the candle flame for a long time. Slow down.

Accompanied by the chanting of the incantation, the incense ash fell down, and then turned into a cloud of gray mist and drifted away under the burning of the flame.

Haunting among the "crowd".

In the middle of the night, as the temperature continued to drop, the moisture in the sleet gradually condensed, and finally turned into heavy snow at midnight.

"Hey, did you hear that?"

"what?"

"The matter of No. 011 and No. 012 warehouses."

Two beams of lights swept left and right on the snow-covered road in the storage area, and the warehouse employees in dark green cloaks were conducting routine night inspections.

This area is all warehouses, and there are no residents. Due to the large number of goods and the bad weather, they are required to patrol in groups of two at night to ensure that some facilities and equipment in the storage area will not malfunction due to low temperature.

The oncoming wind and snow and their shivering bodies made them urgently need a topic to divert their attention.

"Is it just those two warehouses filled with several large trucks?"

"you know?"

"It happened to be my team that day, and we cleaned up the two warehouses you mentioned."

"Did you see what was in the car?"

"Heh, those guys are like hidden treasures. They don't even do basic cargo registration. I remember that those cars didn't drive out, but they were parked in the warehouse. Those who didn't know thought those cars were goods. Don’t think about them. I advise you to calm down. They are important items specially explained by the superiors. We are not even allowed to approach them. If you dare to go ‘whore for nothing’, then you will be punished by the superiors. Don’t blame me for not reminding you. you."

He knew that the guy on patrol with him had a history of petty theft, and he would come here once or twice, but it was limited to some worthless odds and ends.

"This time, what I want to talk about is not about this, but recently someone heard weird noises coming from warehouses 011 and 012. It seems that there are people inside."

"Is someone abnormal? It would be strange if the company's people inspected the goods without making a sound?"

"Which company have you ever seen braved heavy snow late at night to inspect the goods?"

Patting the thin snow accumulated above his head, he walked two steps closer to his companion and said in a low voice,

"Every day in the wee hours of the morning. I suspect those vans are full of people, I mean the kind that are used to sell in the black market, and they come to give food and pick up goods at night."

"I heard from the administrator that those goods are required by the Wu Group to be properly kept, isn't it possible?"

That being said, those people who drove into the warehouse that day were completely different from ordinary drivers in terms of temperament and eyes.

"You don't understand this. You are able to do this kind of work just because the Wu Group is a large consortium and they have dozens of large warehouses. Ordinary forces really don't have the qualifications."

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense. In case what you said is true, if the people of the Wu family find out about it, they think you are going to inform them, and then they will do you first."

"What are you thinking? This is the storage area. I can guarantee that there is absolutely nothing within 200 meters of it. What is that?"

Halfway through the conversation, the man stopped abruptly, and the man stared blankly ahead.

The other followed his gaze.

In the white light circle scattered by the lamppost, there is a group of ragged "refugees" moving together. They hang their heads, and their extremely skinny torsos can hardly support their clothes, so they look like a row of skeletons before silence. OK.

The snowflakes falling all over the sky passed through their bodies and landed at their feet, but the snow where there should have been messy footprints was so clean that it made people panic.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK, what are you doing, let me go!"

His footsteps retreated uncontrollably, as if the cold wind blowing from the cracks in his bones almost chilled his heart, but when he turned around, his companion grabbed his wrist.

"Don't make any noise. When I participated in the Halloween event, I heard an old man say that this must be the excuse of some dark soldier in the story, who is going to seduce the soul. We must pretend we didn't see it, otherwise They will hook your soul away, and if you run back at this time, you will be courting death."

Clutching his companion's wrist tightly, he turned around as slowly as possible, turned off the searchlight,

"Now listen to me, turn your back on them, and walk back slowly."

"Don't lie to me"

In desperation, he could only choose to believe, turned around, pretended nothing happened, moved his feet, and at the same time pricked up his ears, listening to the voice from behind.

Only the sound of the wind and the "creak~" sound of footsteps on the snow.

Should be fine, right?
Will the sound of treading snow get their attention?

Those "people" didn't keep up, did they?
The extreme fear caused a strong physical reaction. The man who wanted to run at first was panting heavily, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his legs were trembling uncontrollably, and his mind was full of the scene he had just seen.

"Hey, you have to keep calm, you will be discovered by them!"

Perhaps it was because he had heard the story of the Yin soldiers making excuses before, and his reaction was quite calm, but the state of his companion beside him made him worry that he might harm himself, so he turned to the side while consoling him, trying to stay away he.

"The soul of fear, will be the cornerstone"

The hoarse voice came to my ears, only half of it.

The man who had just turned around hadn't understood the meaning of this sentence, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his companion beside him falling face down in the snow.

Yes, what the old man said is correct.

The people I saw just now are ghost soldiers who ecstasy their souls. Once they find out because they are too frightened, their souls will be taken away.

So as long as I keep the current state and continue to go back, there will be no problem.

It's just that before he could go far, he couldn't go any further.

The reason is very simple. In the direction he was facing at this time, a scene very similar to what he saw just now appeared again. Through the clothes on those "people", it was barely certain that these people were from another group, and their The direction of action is exactly where he is!

How to do?
Facing the surrounding situation, he had no choice but to turn around and face the warehouse on the side, but as soon as he turned his face, a terrifying face full of black spots occupied his entire field of vision.

"what!!!"

The scream could no longer be suppressed, and he fell backwards on the snowy ground. When his body was swaying, his eyes fell on the two teams of "people" again.

In a trance.

The shapes of those "people", like water mirrors thrown into stones, shattered in an instant.

Reflected in his pupils were more than a dozen disgusting monsters crowded together, screaming hungrily and rushing towards him.

"The soul of fear will become the cornerstone of death, which is eternity!"

the last moment of life.

He heard whispers of demons.

　there will be later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)