Located at the foot of the Great Arteis Mountains between the Atlantic Ocean and the Black Sea in southern Morocco, on the Hauz plain and on the banks of a tributary of the Tansift River, Marrakech is the world's largest earthen city and is known as the 'southern capital' of Morocco.

By the time the first rays of the morning sun hit the plains, the entire city of Marrakech had woken up early.

The sound of the Bonda Morning Prayer from the mosque resounded throughout the city. The sound was loud and ancient, as if it had been blown by the wind from a very distant place. The long melody is like an ancient elegy, which is the faith of Allah's people in the Lord God and the call of the Lord God to the people.

Echoing each other, they floated into the air from all corners of the city to the heavens, and then fell from the sky, like the sighs of the gods.

Beside the walls of the ancient city of Marrakech, which stretches for dozens of kilometers, worshippers in white clothes kneel and sing reverently.

This is a people with a long history and one of the many calamities of the human race. Faith makes them turn on the following function whenever and wherever they want, no matter what they are doing, as soon as the salute sounds.

Sang Xia looked at the prostrate people, and couldn't understand what this so-called faith gave them?

Is there really a god in this world?

If there really is a god, why do this to their people?

They get their own food with their own hands, and they wove their own clothes. Cities are built by the people themselves, and the streets, roads, lights, shops, and pools are all created bit by bit by these prostrate people.

Even those tall and low trees full of green are planted and maintained by people. So, what is it that their Allah God has bestowed?

Is it a prayer five times a day, or is it a restriction that you can't eat that you can't touch?

This faithful people have ignited the flames of war all over the world, taking away countless innocent souls. Is it really peace-loving, or is it brutal in the bones? Is it the pure heart that has been exploited by bad people? Or are they stupid in the first place?

Sang Xia couldn't figure it out, and looked at the yin cha beside him suspiciously. A yin with an oriental face, if she knows 9527, she will definitely feel familiar. The shadow number 22322 looked at the mysterious envoy from the east and shook his head in a sinister manner, indicating that he could not explain the problem.

Also. If he can solve this mystery, then peace in many parts of the world can be maintained by him.

He opened his mouth and didn't know what to call the envoy from the East in front of him, and Sanxia sensed his embarrassment and smiled unconsciously.

"How could you, an Oriental errand, come to such a distant place?" she was more curious about the question than about the strange people.

Yin Cha 22322 thought for a while, and replied sincerely and respectfully: "There is a mess in the Ferry Ministry, and a large number of Yin Cha Returning to the Ferry Ministries to maintain order has been dispatched, and the Yin Division Chief on the African side has also been transferred back. Not long ago, there was a disaster not far from here, and many people died, and the chief sent me over to take it for the time being. ”

After speaking, seeing that Sang Xia's eyes seemed to be a little puzzled, he consciously explained: "Because I used to work in the Arapai region when I first became a yin cha, and I am familiar with their language, I have overcome this shortcoming. ”

Knowledge changes destiny! No matter where it is, mastering a foreign language is simply important. Seeing that Yin 22322 may be promoted to acting director at any time because of this skill, a promotion is in sight.

Sang Xia smiled to himself. I suddenly remembered the girl named Lin Ran. These knowledge points are basically learned through her, and it is also very applicable to apply them to the yin room.

Yin cha 22322 blinked, looking at the smile on her lips and didn't know what she was thinking, she snorted her lips and stopped. This was something that could not have happened before, and the bad mood had been suppressed long ago when they became the ones in charge.

However, at this time, the doubt and hesitation on his face could be seen by a fool.

Sang Xia is not a good person who is good at observing words and feelings, but he is also bright-eyed, so he waved his hand and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it." I'm not a man-eating monster, so why are you afraid of me?"

22322 thought for a moment, and asked in a slightly panicked voice, "Isn't it, something big is going to happen?"

Sang Xia lowered his eyes. What's a big deal?

At this time, the biggest thing for her was to quickly find the consciousness that Fusu had been taken away by the Extinction Realm. His soul has been examined, and his body functions are recovering, and he may wake up at any time in a day. Within an hour of waking up, if consciousness cannot return to the body. Then it's really useless.

Beyond this time, the consciousness will no longer be able to merge with the spirit, and he will become a body that can only breathe.

Human consciousness can be very strong or very fragile, and there have been cases where a person who has been badly injured has survived a medical verdict that cannot be saved, and finally managed to wake up.

But this is because consciousness has not completely left the body, and if there is no physical bearing, consciousness will soon be consumed by the energy of this world.

As the minutes passed, she had an indescribable complex emotion in her heart. She couldn't speak clearly, but she felt as if she was being choked by the throat, and it was so difficult to breathe that she even had a faint ache when she was breathing.

Unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and the stuffy pain in her chest made her brow furrow.

In the eyes of Yin 22322, it seems that the sky is about to fall. Immediately, his lips trembled, and he looked at Sang Xia steadily, "My lord, although I don't know who you are, can you tell me if this big thing will make us all yin..."

At this point, Sang Xia turned his head and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, it won't." I'm here!"

Yin cha 22322 heard this, and the nervous state slowly relaxed. He patted his chest, looking frightened in some way. There is no momentum that a yin should have, but like a poor and helpless child.

He did not doubt the words of this mysterious envoy from the East. The reason why she is called the envoy of the East in her heart is because that's what the messenger who came to the Northwest Africa branch with that note called her. And I really didn't know her identity, so I followed.

No one questioned the importance of the note, and when that irresistible force appeared in this remote town, the shadows sensed it. They hadn't seen the Yin Division's chief, but they all knew that this kind of energy with its own laws could not be an ordinary Yin Error.

She has the breath of the dead world on her body, she can't be wrong, she must be her own person. As for whether she was the chief of the Yin Division or a higher-ranking guardian of the underworld, they didn't dare to ask more.

And when Yin Cha 22322 saw the words written on the note, he was shocked, and then rejoiced.

'I'm from China!' 'It's not the right person, I'm also Chinese."

Listening to the mysterious words of the Middle Eastern messenger who came to deliver the note, I thought that the other party should still have some identity, maybe it was a hell guard who got lost when he broke away from the barrier? This kind of thing is not unprecedented.

The people in the realm of the dead, the world is called the Yin, the Soul Messenger, the Hell Messenger, the Black and White Impermanence... In short, there are all kinds of names, and the East and the West are different.

There are also some regional cultures that are far from the universal concept, and they don't know what they are called.

However, people may not realize that in fact, the people of the dead are just ordinary people. As beings who are responsible for the order of the human soul, they work hard day after day, year after year.

They are nowhere near the treatment of ordinary employees in the human world.

There is no salary, of course not. Who pays the bad guys? There are no days off, to be precise, there are no fixed days off. It's not uncommon for a bad year to be busy and not sleep for three months, and it's a good year, and there is no disaster or war in the world, so you can stop for a while.

In short, this is a group of bitter people. The terrifying existence in the eyes of the world is actually so poor that even eating something good depends on luck.

What is luck? Of course, it is to meet a deceased who has a good hand, or to go to the side of the road to pick up the lost money bags and wallets of human beings.

Hungry and full, how cruel God is, depriving them of their memories and emotions but leaving only their appetites, torturing these guys who are already too hard to be forced anymore.

In addition to the ability to seduce the souls of the dead, the bitter yin is just more spiritual power than mortals. Speaking of which, it is far less expensive than those secret clans.

There is no difference in treatment, but also in ability. In terms of travel, Yin Cha only has the ability to turn into a ghost. You can travel to two or three cities a day, and then you can't do it any faster.

This is still not the kind of North American kind of city that runs to death, and when you encounter that, it is good to be able to run one city a day. Although most of the five major enchantments of the dead have never been there, they have also heard of the operation rules of the enchantments.

Moreover, not long ago, I heard that there was a guard of the underworld who was taken away by the enchantment and fell to the Amazon. He was so weak that he was almost swallowed by the python, and if it hadn't been for the timely arrival of the chief of the Yin Division, I'm afraid that the unlucky keeper of the underworld would really have become the most nonsensical duty in history!

Imagination is still too poor, Yin Cha 22322 thought that he might also meet the same unlucky guard as the unlucky guy who almost hid in the belly of the python, but when he came from hundreds of miles away in the starry night to meet the mysterious Eastern envoy, he only had this sentence in his heart.

He could never have imagined that he would encounter such an indescribable existence. Just as the Middle Eastern yin said, the energy aura on the Oriental woman's body made him feel like he had to surrender.

The first time he saw her, he almost knelt directly. The brain roared, and some emotions seemed to be recovering. In an instant, there were many feelings that he could not describe.

"Your Excellency, where do you need me to show you the way?" Yin Cha 22322 calmed down, thought about what he had and didn't have, and returned to the content of the note.

Sang Xia was closing his eyes and sensing the energy that was pursuing Fusu's consciousness in the Extinction Realm, and a faint black light appeared in the center of his eyebrows. When he opened his eyes, he didn't look at the yin around him, turned his head and walked to the bedside and ordered, "You go find a car and get out of the city first." ”

Yin Cha 22322 left, Sang Xia sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Fusu fixedly, and said very softly, "What should I do?"

As if asking him, as if talking to himself. No one answered her.

Taking advantage of the morning breeze and the warm sunshine, a car kicked up sand and dust and left the small city called Marrakech.

As Yin Cha 22322 thought to herself, she really found the right person. This is a rare talent in the shadows, and he follows the words of the ancestors: more skills are not pressing. Not only did he have a talent for language, but he also learned to use some human technology.

For example, the most useful at this time is driving skills. Sang Xia praised him and said, "The young man's car is driving well." He was happy to see his teeth and eyes, and drove the car until it flew up.

On the long yellow sand road, the car drove farther and farther, driving lonely on the plain.

After Sang Xia pointed in a direction, he took a deep look at Fusu lying on the back seat. sighed silently, and said silently in his heart: You wait for me. Disappeared into the car without warning.

Within the Extinction Realm, the wind and snow howled frantically as if to sweep everything away. However, this is a realm of nothingness. There was nothing for them to sweep around, so they could only wander aimlessly in the wilderness.

It's white, so it can't show that someone is visiting. Because Sangxia White Mist and this space are no longer separated from each other. It is only when her figure appears that her existence is proven.

Recovers all energy placed in the enchantment. Quietly let the wind and snow blow on his body, his round eyes were open, as if the wind was not the wind, and the snow was not snow. Nothing could blind her, for her pupils had also turned white.

Fusu. I'll definitely find you!

As her arms stretched out, the frantically howling wind and snow suddenly stopped.

Even the halo that hung in mid-air and was still devouring the white sand endlessly, also put away the giant mouth of the monster. The sand that had been sucked into the air came to a halt in mid-air, as if it had been suddenly frozen and condensed.

I couldn't hear what she was reading, and in fact there was no sound, just lips slightly open and closed. It was as if a myriad of energy was spewing out of her mouth, and then, the huge mouth of the halo opened again, but nothing was absorbed. Instead, it spits out a steady stream of white sand that was previously devoured.

If you can't find Fusu's consciousness after searching the enchantment, then it can only be in this twisted void.

Sang Xia couldn't wait, if he delayed any longer, his consciousness would be torn apart by the power of the twisted void before it was consumed.

Her judgment was correct, and a tree-shaped sigil glowing with a golden glow broke out of the cow's mouth of the halo. Swiftly grasping it in his hand, a cloud of dark energy enveloped it. At the same time that Sang Xia lowered his arms, the white sand that had been swallowed up was once again ruthlessly swallowed back into a halo. The snow is back...

When he got back inside the car, Yin 22322 was not a little shocked. He only swallowed his saliva and looked at the two people in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Sang Xia released the tree-shaped mark hidden in the dark energy, and in an instant, the mark turned into a golden light and escaped into Fusu's forehead. The red sun had set, and the golden light appeared and disappeared in the car driving on the plain in half light and half darkness.

"Has he woken up?" Seeing that Fusu hadn't woken up yet, Sang Xia suddenly remembered something and asked Yin Cha 22322 anxiously.

"Nope. ”

She was finally relieved by this answer.

The time of the enchantment is faster than the real world, and I only stayed in the Extinction Realm for a moment, but when I returned to the car, I found that it was already dusk outside.

I don't know if it's the night of the day or the next day?

It seems that he still underestimated the damage caused by the enchantment energy to his divine soul, and the recovery was not as fast as expected.

That's it, it's just the right time to come back.

He's fine!