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Chapter 2 The Art of Reading Corpses

"open!"

Like a heavy and thick sound like a giant bell, Ye Yang's childish voice changed. The roar moved his whole body. All the strength of Ye Yang's whole body was taken away in an instant. The sound of fierce shouts burst out, and the rocks in Longmen Mountain began to shake.

, the ground trembled, and all the tourists panicked, but the crowds were so heavy that it was difficult to evacuate.

Ye Yang's consciousness gradually began to fade from wakefulness to blur. The hazy consciousness made Ye Yang feel the surrounding situation. Longmen Mountain was shaking more and more violently. The Buddha statues in the grotto began to be incinerated into ashes at a gentle speed.

, drifting away with the hot wind.

Is the end of the world coming? Ye Yang, who is not well-informed, can only make such a guess with his weak remaining consciousness. 2012 has passed, why does this happen again? Could it be that the Mayans’ predictions are still happening in the future?

Is there a mistake in time? Why, why did everything happen without warning, Dad! Mom! I feel so uncomfortable!

"Ah!~~~"

There was no tear shed from the corners of Ye Yang's dry eyes. The hot fire element was rushing around in his body, constantly causing huge impact on his body and mind. He didn't know why Ye Yang's will was so firm and he still endured so much pain.

Fighting against death.

"Boom~"

The mountain collapsed, but Ye Yang couldn't hear the huge noise, but the sudden violent tremor of the earth was clear and real. With a thud, Ye Yang was exhausted and knelt on the ground. His body was filled with flames, and he was burning strangely without realizing it.

The classmates who were not yet killed, including Liu Qingqing, all looked at Ye Yang in horror. They were all still young, and in this situation, they were so scared that they burst into tears.

"Ye Yang, I like you!"

Suddenly, another sweet voice sounded, but the voice was filled with fear, hoarseness, and deep despair; but Ye Yang couldn't hear it...

Maybe, this is a little secret that has been buried in Liu Qingqing's heart for a long time. The youthfulness of the young girl made Liu Qingqing bury this secret deeply. It was not until the end, until the end of her life, that she had the courage to speak. Although death was imminent, she still

His face was still red, but all this was no longer important.

I heard... Ye Yang, who was struggling in death, wanted to say that he heard it. He really heard it. He couldn't hear any sound from the outside world, except Liu Qingqing's words. He reluctantly let himself

He smiled, it was a smile from the heart, and he was deceiving himself if he didn't feel anything for her. Ye Yang was a shy boy who was not good at expressing, but he was not a stupid boy without feelings. Now, he would die without regrets.

"Pfft~"

That thing like a roundworm was scurrying around in the body. Ye Yang didn't know what the sound was from before, but now he knew that he was finished.

The stone slab he stood on began to break. The breaking process lasted for less than three seconds. Immediately afterwards, the mountain here also collapsed. All the lives around him had no ability to resist at all. They were buried alive in the rocks.

under.

Ye Yang was no exception, but the fire seemed to be suppressed by something, and was forced to escape from Ye Yang's body. A golden rune permanently hovered in Ye Yang's mind, sleeping, and his consciousness was exhausted.

...

Dead silence, sound, dust...

Touches of strange aura spread along the rocks and gradually covered the sky above the ruins of Longmen. There were constant sounds of sinister laughter and bones being eviscerated, and Longmen Mountain became more and more gloomy. A layer of gray smoke filled the Longmen Mountain area, far away.

From a distance, it looks like a tomb.

...

A batch of...

Two batches...

In the past two days, no one knows how many people have come here to inquire about the cause, or tried to exhume the bodies and search for survivors. However, when they stepped into this situation, they were exposed to the thick fog and died of decay. Even if they were wearing high-quality chemical protective clothing,

To no avail.

No one cares about the Dragon Gate Realm anymore. It has become a place of death and is classified as a world-class forbidden area.

Half a month later, when people gradually forgot about this incident, various bizarre death incidents began to occur around Luoyang City. The scope of the incidents continued to expand. In one month, the death toll reached one million.

According to the survivors, they saw legendary monsters, such as gluttons, ghosts, demons, snakes, Qingji... However, the survivors' understanding of monsters is really not low, otherwise these monsters

How could they identify the beasts so easily? Therefore, experts doubted the clues they provided, but they had to connect the strange events with Longmen Mountain.

Three months have passed during the investigation, and there is still no clue. The death toll has reached tens of millions, and the world is panicking.

One night after March, a meteorite flew towards the earth at the speed of light. When it connected with the earth, there was no strong collision. It was just that the oval-shaped meteorite was inserted safely into the rocks of Longmen Mountain at an angle of thirty degrees.

, the satellite did not detect it, it all happened too suddenly. Just three months later, the number of bizarre deaths was no longer so frequent. Many people were attacked by zombie-like creatures, but were killed by some unknown creature.

He was saved by something, but this world is also undergoing subtle changes.

time flies......

A hundred years later, the sun still shines on this blue realm, but the plates are no longer so fragmented, and the earth seems to be expanding. This is no longer the planet that people know...

Two hundred years later, in the mysterious realm, children under a certain green shade began to practice some kind of undeveloped practice under the guidance of their elders. Their methods were clumsy and what they could master was far from enough...

..

Five hundred years later, the barren land of Longmen Mountain actually began to grow branches and leaves, and clusters of lush green appeared, but it could not change the fact that this place was a forbidden land.

Eight hundred years later, the most powerful person in the Xuanli Continent (half of the earth), a high-level Xuanzong-level expert, fell, causing the entire human race to panic. The balance was broken, and the instigators of the past, those dead humans, became

The undead, they forgot their own nature and formed their own entity. The other half of the earth is the undead continent. The undead tribe took the opportunity to invade the territory of the human race.

Nine hundred years later, the powerful Emperor Xuan came to the world, allowing the human race to retain one-third of its territory.

One day after a thousand years, the Longmen Forbidden Land, which was already lush with trees, ushered in an extraordinary day. In the sunset, a beam of Buddha's light shone on the huge meteorite. On the surface, it seemed that nothing had happened, except that the meteorite

Under the rocks at the bottom, a drop of crystal water seemed to flow into a broken body when it reached a certain depth.

The consciousness of the broken body gradually recovered and gradually became clear, but it seemed that it could not feel its own existence. Apart from being able to open its eyes and breathe as before, it was unable to do other things. Where is this? The awakening consciousness is long.

I'm confused, the surrounding environment is so dim, it's so dim that it's hard to distinguish.

But that drop of cool water is real. My consciousness feels sweet, as if the thirsty throat has finally been soaked. The consciousness that has been experiencing drought for a long time has recovered even more quickly. I am Ye Yang? Then

His consciousness immediately clarifies his identity, but where exactly is he? Why does he feel a sense of vicissitudes of life? Why can't he feel the existence of his body?

Ye Yang tried to open and close his eyes, but apart from closing and opening his eyes, he didn't have any extra senses. Could it be that his nerves had failed to such a serious level? There was a faint light in his eyes, which made Ye Yang

I had a field of vision, but there was nothing in front of me except gravel and some pale bones. The gap left was not big, let alone a person, even a mouse might not be able to move freely.

Ye Yang tried to move, but couldn't find any sense of existence. He felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. What happened to him? His past memories had not been erased at all. He remembered everything in the past. Because of this,

He was afraid, he was only eighteen years old, but how could he have guessed that he was already an old man who had lived for 1018 years. He couldn't be said to be alive, to be precise, he had been dead for a whole thousand years.

Ye Yang slowly calmed down his mood, and he began to think back to the day when he was killed. Everything was so clear, and the miserable wailing of the tourists seemed to be vivid in his mind, even though his eyes were hazy at the time, and his ears were almost deaf.

, but Liu Qingqing’s words still echoed in her ears.

"Haha... Qingqing, you are affectionate, and I am interested, but God doesn't want to give me more time. If I, Ye Yang, can go out, I will definitely go against the will of heaven!"

However, what was left after complaining was nothing but peace. Apart from loneliness and desolation, there was not much left in the depths of the rocks.

"Boy, you look very disappointed. It's been so many years, why bother." Suddenly, Ye Yang noticed a sound. He was not sure whether he had ears, but the sound did seem to come from his ears.

He was surprised and tried to twist his body, but the result was the same, he couldn't move even half a step.

"There's no need to try. You and I are both dead bodies. We can't move at all. We can only wait for the dead bodies to rot and disappear forever." The voice sounded again, stopping Ye Yang's idea of ​​moving.

"Dead body? Is this really like this? But how long has it been?" Ye Yang finally had a sexual conversation for the first time after sleeping for a thousand years, but Ye Yang was not sure whether it was oral.

"Yes, it's a dead body. I can't remember how old it is. It must be at least seven or eight hundred years old."

"Ah? Seven or eight hundred years?" Ye Yang took a breath.

"Well, it's just that, for some reason, the dead bodies a little far away from us had all rotted away many years ago, but I was the only one who still had a piece of bones left. I thought it was just me here,

I didn’t expect that...and you are such a kid. However, it’s really strange that you haven’t spoken for so many years.”

"After so many years...I just woke up..."

——

Kong was conscious, but had no body. Presumably, the uncorroded bones could not see Ye Yang. He could only confirm Ye Yang's existence by his voice. And Ye Yang also vaguely guessed that he had the ability to read corpses.

, could this be considered communication between corpses?

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