Chapter 681： (1/2)

The entire headquarters was quiet and full of blood.

Pei Ziyun still didn't stop, just reaching out to a dark one and grabbing, listening to two screams, catching two groups of dark air, faintly with two faces.

The two souls moaned and struggled, and Pei Ziyun looked dull and slowly said, ”Tell me what year it is.”

The two souls are Anze Hiroki and Tsugawa Rishi.

Anze Hongshu just died, his mind is not yet sober, but he is filled with instinctual hatred. When he heard the question, it screamed and resisted the answer. Pei Ziyun smiled with a hint of irony: ”Funny, you are a living person. It ’s dead, you want to resist me? ”

Sure enough, even if it was revenge, it only lasted for three seconds, Anze Hongshu still had to answer: ”This year is seventeen years of Tianhua.”

Tianhua is the emperor's year number, and Dongxuan also has the habit of saying the year number.

”It turned out that one and a half years have passed? Strangely, there are at most ten days in space.” Pei Ziyun thoughtfully: ”General space does not have this effect, is it a special prohibition?”

I just thought that the soul of Jinchuan Lizhi seemed to have some resistance, and shouted, ”I am a priest serving the Tianjin god. You can't do this to me.”

The gods asked questions, had to answer, and had to speak the truth, which sounded exaggerated, but in ghosts and gods, this is not an exaggeration.

In original Greek mythology, heroes often asked the soul, and many souls often had to answer.

If it is a deity, even the lowest-level deities, ordinary mortal souls have to answer, even the **** who killed himself.

Pei Ziyun actually only recovered the demigods, so there was still time to delay the resistance.

”It's ridiculous!” Seeing that Lichuan resisted, at this moment he didn't want to listen to this nonsense. Pei Ziyun bent his left finger slightly, pierced it, and pierced the mist-like soul. The soul was wrapped in smoke and looked like a ball. With a stab, countless memories are revealed.

Suddenly, a sharper scream sounded.

In fact, when mortals die, the general soul may not have enough power to accommodate memories. When speaking of prayers in the West, it is reasonable to assume that they will lose some and all of their memories.

Now with just a finger stab, the epidermis is shattered, the soul screams, countless memories are continuously lost in the gap, and waiting for Pei Ziyun to pull his hand, the soul of Jinchuan Lizhi becomes ashes and spreads with the wind.

”Cataclysm?” Pei Ziyun glanced, stepped on a newspaper, picked it up, flipped through some news that didn't make much sense, and went to a column with just a special comment.

”As the public saw, a year ago, a large number of evil spirits attacked, and even a hundred ghost night walks appeared in some areas. The more rural and mountainous the less populated, the greater the damage.”

”The government had to relocate many remote mountainous and rural villagers to cities, and the cities were overcrowded. Due to human self-care, poultry and pets had to find their own way, eat garbage and corpses, and some even no longer feared humans and attacked them.”

”The only good news is that after research by scientists, evil spirits must have a basis to really directly harm people, and they can still exercise great restraint during the day.”

”A large amount of farmland is mechanized and production is carried out during the day to maintain self-sufficiency in food.”

”It is said that a fireball came down in the European sky, a man-eating tree grew on the ground, rattan entangled and devoured, and huge spiders formed in the fruit, chasing and killing humans.”

”Pumpkins, scarecrows have appeared in the US, and walking dead in Africa.”

”Especially in backward countries and regions, the social order no longer exists. Robbery, homicide and **** have all occurred in broad daylight. People are too diligent and have to endure this.”

”Even if it is the home country, although the basic order is maintained, the locals have to develop their armed forces in order to maintain security. The local army, militia and associations have sprung up, and they no longer obey the central government. ”

”The situation is changing fast!” Pei Ziyun sighed. It seems that this is not just a country in the East, but a global issue.

It is very strange that the East Ryu of this world is very similar to the East Ryu of the original world. The difference is that after the Second World War, the U.S. Army landed and had to be transformed into a democratic society. autonomy.

In this world, the shogunate entered a democratic society, and the counties were originally the autonomy of the lords. After entering the democratic society, they maintained their basic autonomy.

The two can be called the same story.

However, in the troubled times, loose local autonomy shows signs of Fanzhen and secession. Compared with a year ago, it is a boast.

Let go of the newspaper and let it float in the wind. Pei Ziyun glanced around, a piece of wall remains, searched, and found a phone. The display screen was broken. A number was dialed. ”Beep toot” has a long busy tone, but it works. I couldn't help but put the phone to my ear, but after waiting for a long time, it was always a blind tone and couldn't get through.

I dialed another and quickly connected: ”Hello, this is the chairman's office of the Bando consortium. Who is this?”

”I'm looking for Mr. Bando.”

”Is there an appointment?” A polite but polite voice came across.

”No, but you told her, I'm Shinichi Yamada.”

There was a stunned voice on the other side of the phone, and I heard vaguely small heels coming over.