The passage of the soul is like wandering in the vast universe, unconsciously or even unconsciously, time and sight are also illusory and turned into bubbles, and the closely connected souls are pulled by the yang marrow to carry out flash travel. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When it finally shuttled through the fourth layer of the door, the weight of the soul was almost as light as a feather, and it was greeted by a semi-circular wooden door, this wooden door was made of polished corpse wood, and a line of ghost runes was simply carved on the door.

"Kun is the earth, all things are reborn, and the destiny of heaven returns. "Behind the door should be one of the many morgues, and the ghost rune engraved on the door is the name of the morgue here. ”

"You're really lucky again! Fallow said sarcastically.

Yang Pi didn't argue, and directly pushed open the half-hidden corpse wood door, and the moment it was opened, the situation inside didn't surprise Yang Pi. As expected, in the huge space, there are countless Taiping cabinets neatly parked, and each Taiping cabinet is written in the common language of the human world, such as the human region, name and even ethnic information.

And these countless peaceful cabinets unintentionally display the corpses of human beings after death, the cold breath is blowing in the face, and the soul under caution is extremely sensitive to the preservation of the Dharma body, and a trace of coolness and bloody smell can even penetrate into the soul and consciousness. Yang Pi and the spirits slowly walked forward a few steps, only to hear a "bang" The corpse door actually closed.

In an instant, only their souls were left glowing in the entire morgue. The eerie atmosphere in the darkness made Yang Ji very uncomfortable, and only Yuesheng was exceptionally fearless. He had never seen a morgue, and he didn't know what state a person was in after death.

Walking to the nearest peace cabinet, he opened it directly, and a subtle metallic sound sounded, and the yang felt that his soul was weak. Yuesheng dug his head into a drawer-like cabinet and observed it carefully, without the slightest sense of fear.

The silver glittering cabinet of peace is more like an ancient freezer, displaying laboratory specimens waiting to be dissected, terrifying and shivering.

"Stop, you impudent revenant. The low male voice that came from the cold made the consciousness of the yang marrow tremble. I saw a man of about fifty or sixty years old who was not far away from the lamp appearing in the field of vision of the yang marrow.

The man's dull face was only a thick beard, but a pair of small eyes were bright, and there were many scars on his face. The man, dressed in a gray coat and holding a pipe in his mouth, was limping in their direction, and said hoarsely, "I didn't expect that someone else would choose me here, what an accident!"

The man walked up to the yang pith, picked up the lamp boy, and carefully examined the shape of the yang pith and other souls before asking, "Which of you is the head?"

Although the man was questioning, the direction was looking at Yuesheng, and it was obvious that he believed that Yuesheng was the supervisor.

Yuesheng didn't speak, but turned his gaze to the direction of the yang marrow. The scruffy bearded man seemed to be in disbelief and said, "It's you?"

Perhaps realizing that his words were slightly inappropriate, the man hurriedly changed the topic, picked up the lamp and shone it on the face of the yang marrow, before he opened his mouth to introduce himself, "I am the steward here, my surname is Mai, you can call it whatever you want." Don't waste time, come with me!

The male undead surnamed Mai walked towards the Taiping Cabinet at the front, and Yang Pi followed after signaling to Wright.

The innermost cabinet was neatly arranged, and it was roughly estimated that it could hold at least a hundred human corpses, but Yang Pi noticed that behind the innermost cabinet was a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror on the entire wall, which illuminated every scene and object in the entire morgue.

What made Yang Pi feel incredible was that he had heard in the human world that it was impossible for souls to be imaged in a mirror, but their current humanoid souls were also clearly presented, which was indeed a big surprise to Yang Pi.

Before he had time to think about it, he saw the male undead surnamed Mai roughly kick towards a peaceful box at the bottom, and roughly pulled out the cabinet containing the drawer, and said to Yang Ji and the others, "Come and see! This is a corpse that has just been delivered, and it has only been dead for a few seconds, and it is still very fresh." ”

Yang Pi couldn't wait to come to the cabinet containing the corpse and looked at it vigorously. It was a male corpse, with black hair, a well-proportioned figure, just staring at the eyes with a dead look, and the yang marrow that looked at it felt that the soul was bubbling with a cool breeze. Yang Pi took a step back, he really couldn't look down on this dead human corpse.

Director Mai saw Yang Piao's disgusted expression, so he had to explain, "This is a rare human corpse without any scars, why can't you look down on it?"

Yang Pi smiled hypocritically but asked curiously, "Mr. Mai, can I ask how he died?"

"Overindulgence. Mai opened his mouth and replied, making Yang Ji feel that his soul was twitching, and secretly muttered to himself that this male human being is too frustrated, it is no wonder that this kind of death is not blind, such an unlucky human corpse, Lao Tzu does not dare to ask for it.

"Sir, we can come to you, but it's a great fate! you can't fool us like this!" Yang Pulp smiled cautiously, so many human corpses, just pick a corpse for him to indulge in, it's like stepping on his face!

Wright knew very well that the corpse that Director Mai had selected for the marrow was a rare and high-quality product, and this corpse was not even scarred, which was already very difficult. You must know that in the current situation of scarce human resources, it is already a difficult opportunity to be reborn with the help of a dead corpse of the right age, not to mention that this corpse looks perfect. But Wright himself would not have wanted such a corpse, knowing that if he was reborn, he would be affected by the unity of spirit and flesh to some extent, and it would not be a blessing if he was entangled by a woman.

"I don't know what to do. Director Mai snorted coldly, limped to the side with a pipe in his mouth, and after his eyes swept around a few boxes a few times, he said coldly, "There are still a few of them you can choose yourself!"

I saw that Director Mai opened several more peaceful boxes one after another, and a human corpse that seemed to be under refrigeration was lying quietly in a small space like a coffin. Yang Ji looked at the unfamiliar faces, and he was faintly afraid.

Wright, Falo, Tsukimori, and Otoden have each gone to find their own avatars. Yang Pi didn't dare to look any further, he looked around at the countless peace chests, where countless soulless corpses were stored, each shell seemed to be a cargo for them to choose. But Yang Mian knows that each of these corpses must have its own story in the world. And they occupy each other's corpses, which is more like a kind of deprivation, forcibly seizing what does not belong to them, and there is a faint pain in the depths of the yang soul. And remembered what Yan Suli once said, what if human beings knew the truth of the three-dimensional world?

The first to choose the incarnation was Yin Chuan Youdao, who saw her in a daze, staring at the corpse in the coffin motionlessly. The yang pith secretly approached the past, thinking that this little girl would choose a beautiful corpse, just like the corpse he had just passed, the beautiful black-haired female corpse was very good. But to the surprise of Yin Chuan Youdao, it was the corpse of a little girl with black hair and oriental origin, a corpse that was very different from the appearance of her soul. Yang Pi was sure that the corpse must have been a schoolboy.

Director Mai took a closer look and couldn't help but say dumbly, "This corpse was originally a magic eye that has no way to enter the official, girl, you can't fall in love with this body, right?"

Youdao didn't speak, just stared at the corpse for a long time before looking up and asking Director Mai, "Do you know, she, how she died?"

"Suffocation!" Director Mak replied succinctly, he didn't expect such a child's corpse to be of any value.

"Okay, I'll want her!" Youdao made a decision unusually decisively. Yang Pi wanted to say something, but after seeing that Youdao dared to reach out and touch the child's corpse, there was a look of nostalgia in his eyes, and Yang Ma also gave up persuasion and turned around and walked in the direction of Wright and Falow.

Wright was a moderate man, and chose the corpse of a strong, muscular Western male, who was handsome in appearance and somewhat in tune with his soul, with short brown hair. Wright stretched out his hand to remove the other party's eyelids, carefully examined them, and said with a little relief, "Mint green pupils, my favorite color." ”

On the other side, Falow seemed to be a little embarrassed, and it wasn't until the money came in that Faro suddenly asked the Yang Piao, "You kid come over and take a look, which of these two is better?"

The penis glanced sideways at the corpse on Farlow's left, a black Oriental male corpse with long hair and a shawl, with pale skin and dozens of holes in his ears and nose, even his navel. The most eye-catching thing is not here, but the tattoo on the shoulder, which is more like it comes from the capital of Musi. But he doesn't understand the so-called avant-garde.

Looking at the right-hand side again, it was even more outrageous. The gray-haired male corpse may have masochistic tendencies, and its body was covered with strange scars scratched with knives, and the penis knew that it was not a scar but a "seal of freedom" in one of the most popular fashions of the day. The earliest pioneer of this fetish was the famous singer Mio from the city of Mus, who would use a sharp blade to cut his skin on the scene of the show, singing and bleeding at the same time. This masochistic tendency has led the fashion trend, and it is natural to disagree with this avant-garde when living in a conservative and ancient primitive area.

But Guan Luo seems to be in love with this scarred corpse, and the Yang Pi thinks that Falow is also extremely eccentric, and his fetishes are different.

Yang Essence guessed what was going on in Falow's mind, and then he opened his mouth along the way, "That's it! Why not?"

Fallow happily agreed, "You kid has a good eye! I really want to look at you differently." ”

Hearing Falonian's words, a chill arose in his yang consciousness.