Ghost Shelter System

The dark wind along the Nile stopped blowing for less than a minute.

Wasib was shocked when he saw Qin Kun's three ghost messengers escorting the famous three water ghosts back. Qin Kun was accustomed to it. A jar appeared, and Ulvira and his two minions were buckled into it. They disappeared completely without making any sound.

The cold wind stopped and the heat returned to the riverside.

The ghost mission was recalled, and Qin Kun saw that it was getting late and urged Wasib to hurry up.

All the way back to the hotel where he lived from the Nile River, Qin Kun slowly understood the matter of the "Book of the Dead".

It turns out that this book is a spell book handed down from ancient Egypt. The original spell in it was to guide the dead to face the difficulties in the underworld and return to life under the sun. That is, to experience hardships in the underworld and be reincarnated again.

Later, for some unknown reason, many spells for driving the undead and cultivating the undead appeared, and were compiled into a shaman's manual.

The ghost exorcism rituals and sacrificial rituals do play a certain role, and after the spell caster concludes a contract with the undead, he can also guide the undead to walk in the world in a ghost body without fear of sunlight.

"A... manual that guides the cultivation of the undead?"

Qin Kun found it unbelievable no matter what he heard. In the Chinese way of life and death, he had never come into contact with a magician, so he didn't know if China had similar guidance skills, but he actually saw it here. Is it possible that all the stories in ancient civilizations about being able to control mountain spirits and water ghosts in the world are not legends?

Qin Kun thought for a while and then shook off his distracting thoughts. According to Wasib's tone, this book is indeed somewhat sinister and should not be studied further.

"Sir... it is best not to spread this book. Since ancient times, raising the undead has been taboo. Although you are very powerful now, there will always be a day when your breath becomes weak. At that time, those undead will bite you back, and many wizards who drive the undead will , there will be no good end."

Wasib's advice was more like a curse, which did not sit well with Qin Kun.

But it’s pretty good to have this kind of heart.

"Okay, I will consider your words. Let's say goodbye here."

Qin Kun waved his hand in disapproval.

Wasib seemed to want to say something else, sighed, turned and left.

"etc."

Qin Kun not far away called him.

"Is there anything else, sir?"

"What did you do when you were alive?"

Wasib smiled bitterly: "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"You can hide something, but I hope it's true."

Wasib's rickety body couldn't help but straighten up a bit, and he looked at Qin Kun with tiredness and reminiscence in his eyes: "Twenty-two years ago, the most powerful necromancer in Cairo, Wasib Duha, was nicknamed 'Shazhang'."

Qin Kun's eyes widened, and he didn't mutter to himself until the other party had left for a long time: "This is impossible."

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At noon the next day, Qianpo was putting on makeup, and Xiukui took a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth.

The seasoning was a bit too strong, and Shoukui didn't like the taste. After rinsing it with water, the remaining steak became much more delicious.

"Hyquin, what is this?"

Qian Po asked curiously when she saw Shou Kui holding the remote control and turning on the TV.

Shoukui explained: "The Eye of Heaven. It allows you to see things happening thousands of miles away."

Qianpo suddenly realized.

On the TV, a gossip radio station was playing several latest announcements.

Last night, large-scale criminal incidents occurred in four neighborhoods of Cairo. The deceased died in a miserable manner. There were no external injuries on the body, but there were varying degrees of cerebral blood vessel rupture and cerebrospinal fluid injection. Moreover, the eyeballs of the deceased suffered damage caused by excessive pressure.

There were many news announcements, many of which were follow-up reports on this criminal incident. There are also other gossip media claiming that this phenomenon occurred due to the improper excavation of the pyramids in recent years and the Pharaoh's curse. Because those eyeballs are oozing blood, very similar to the 'Eye of the Pharaoh'!

Qian Po also followed the example of Shou Kui, rinsed the meat steak in clean water, and said, "Is it someone else from the Palace of Death who did it?"

Shou Kui nodded: "Those people enter other people's causal lines and always like to do whatever they want."

"Do we want to help? This is the hometown of the Kunlun Demon after all." Qian Po asked.

"Okay!" Xiukui stood up and suddenly sat down again, "Don't worry yet. I think Sha Zheng will appear. I want to see him."

"That's fine." Qian Po nodded.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, when Qin Kun woke up, there was no one in the house.

Qianpo and Shoukui went somewhere, but there were two notes left on the table with a series of numbers written on them.

"telephone number?"

Qin Kun was confused. What happened that night? These two people could even use the phone?

I tried dialing it, and sure enough it was true.

Qianpo found two handsome waiters and went shopping. It is said that someone paid for her.

Shou Kui was invited by an international wild model to play golf, which made Qin Kun feel like he was struck by lightning.

"Do you know how to play golf?" Qin Kun saw on the table the breakfast left for him by Shou Kui. The steak had been washed by water and was very greasy and disgusting.

"No, but it sounds very simple from the description."

On the other side of the phone, the wild model's laughter sounded like a silver bell. It seemed that she had even called her sisters. Yingying and Yanyan were surrounding her. Qin Kun sighed for a while, as expected, people degenerate very quickly.

Well, since the two of them are here for vacation, I won’t disturb them.

Hearing that Qin Kun was about to hang up the phone, Shou Kui said: "By the way, there was a death incident here. The baby mother and I were going to take a look, but I wanted to wait until Sha Zheng appeared. After all, this is his too. Hometown, I want to know some news about escaping from the City of Ten Deaths from him."

On the other end of the phone, Qin Kun was silent for a moment and sighed: "I'm afraid you won't be able to wait."

"Why?"

Qin Kun smiled bitterly: "I also want to know why."

"You're talking strange today."

Qin Kun rubbed his forehead and couldn't explain it. Wasib was just a zombie! A Huangquan level host whom I haven't seen for a while has turned into a ghost. Looking at him, I don't even recognize him.

I also want to know why this is!

"Hello? Hello? What happened?" asked Shou Kui.

"It's okay. I may have seen Sha Zhan yesterday. I hope that person is not the Sha Zhan we know. Otherwise, if you ask about how to escape from the City of Ten Deaths, you will probably be in trouble."

After Qin Kun finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

The line of cause and effect is really messy. If Wasib was the Shazhang he knew, then this kind of existence would violate many laws of cause and effect.

But Qin Kun felt that this possibility was quite high.

Otherwise, how could there be so many chances and coincidences for him to encounter and save.

After taking a shower, it was better to think less about things that were too brain-consuming. There was still one unfinished task from yesterday, and Qin Kun planned to go take a look today.

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Sunglasses, backpack, sunscreen, face towel, cowboy hat.

Mr. Qin Kun had prepared the things for the outing a long time ago, and they finally came in use today.

Spending money to buy a road was easy to do, and language was not a problem. Qin Kun quickly caught up with a Chinese tour group and took their car to the Great Pyramid.

In many photos, the Great Pyramid and the Sphinx are majestic and magnificent, with the vast sea of ​​sand behind them, indicating the long history of this land. However, it was only when I arrived in Qinkun that I realized that photos require angles.

The Great Pyramid and the Sphinx appear to be in the desert, but they are actually not far outside the city. If you change the angle of the photo, the sea of ​​sand behind them can be replaced by the high-rise buildings in the city.

This is such a suburban historic site!

There are high-rise buildings on the left and towering pyramids on the right. No matter which one you look at alone, it will make people feel emotional, but when you look at them together, they look a bit nondescript.

"Dear tourists, welcome to the Great Pyramid Scenic Area. Here are the famous Pyramid of Khufu, Pyramid of Khafre, Pyramid of Menkaure and the Sphinx!"

The tour guide took a loudspeaker and began to introduce at the top of his lungs.

"We are now, under the Sphinx, please look at its nose. It is said that when Napoleon invaded Egypt in 179, he searched for the treasure of the Sphinx. At that time, Napoleon was very high-spirited and brought many scientists and archaeologists. , wanting to dig out the secrets guarded by the Sphinx. Until one day, Napoleon had a dream. In the dream, the Sphinx threatened Napoleon that if he dared to destroy Egypt and plot the relics of the Pharaoh, his life would be worse than death. ! Napoleon woke up and became seriously ill. After recovering from the illness, he was so angry that he had his nose blown off with a cannon."

The tour guide found that the tourists were holding their breath and said cheerfully: "Hahahaha, of course these are stories. Come on, let's go this way and introduce to you the famous Pyramid of Khufu..."

The tourists breathed a sigh of relief and returned to a relaxed state. They followed the tour guide, taking photos and posting on WeChat Moments.

Qin Kun on the side counted the time, and it seemed that 179... was the year when Wasib was alive.

"It's interesting."

Touching his chin, Qin Kun sent a selfie and followed suit.