Ghost Shelter System

Main hall, first seat.

Qin Kun sat down in fear.

On the coffee table between the two chairs, there was a pulse pillow.

"Reach out."

Qin Kun stretched out his hand, and the old man from the Iron Tower took Qin Kun's pulse.

The rough, calloused fingers are very strong.

Qin Kun blinked: "Uncle, are you...doctor?"

"I'm a blacksmith."

"...then what are you doing taking your pulse?"

"This is not pulse checking, this is called 'searching for tendons'."

Qin Kun stopped talking.

The old man from Iron Tower moved up his wrist, touching his shoulders and neck, and then clasped Qin Kun's armpits with two fingers, making Qin Kun itchy. Qin Kun shrank his arms and said with a smile: "Uncle, can you be more serious?"

The old man from Iron Tower glared at Qin Kun: "I heard Mr. Zuo Miao say that you have a 'visual impairment'?"

There are always so many unintelligible words in a sentence. Qin Kun has always felt that dealing with this kind of old man is tiring and makes him look very ignorant. It is better to be with Uncle Ge, receive three punches and two kicks, and feel comfortable all over. .

"Consciousness barrier? The source consciousness has been disturbed, is that what you mean?" Qin Kun tried his best to maintain his grace and asked shamelessly.

The old man from Iron Tower ignored him. He picked up Qin Kun, turned him around, and pressed his thumbs on both sides of Qin Kun's spine.

"Stop it, little black dog."

As he spoke, he pressed his thumb like a sword.

Qin Kun roared, the tiger's roar was deafening, his muscles and veins were tense, and he immediately felt that his spine was restrained, bone spurs piercing into the flesh, and the squeezing was very uncomfortable.

"what you do?!"

Qin Kun bared his teeth and resisted turning around, shouting these four words like thunder, causing the beams of the house to rustle with dust.

The old man from Iron Tower did not let go, but said to himself: "Your innate consciousness is suppressed by acquired consciousness, and your instinct is lazy. I will naturally help you awaken it."

After saying that, using his thumb with all his strength, Qin Kun felt that a section of his spine seemed to collapse. The unbearable severe pain hit the back of his head along the nerves. The entire scalp and the upper half of his back were paralyzed. The tiger's roar sounded again. , but the sound is completely different from before.

"It hurts. If you don't let go, I won't be able to bear it anymore!"

Sweating profusely and soaking his clothes, Qin Kun's only thought now was to fight back and give the old man a good beating. The pain tortured him even more than when a ghost took over, and he was already on the verge of going berserk.

"If you can't help it, just take action."

The old man pushed up with two fingers, and the first section of the spine seemed to be crushed, just like pushing a domino, and then the second section, the third section...

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

The old man pushed all the way up, and his spine made continuous noises like exploding beans. After the sixth segment of his spine was pushed down, Qin Kun finally couldn't bear the pain.

"let go!!!"

"Don't even think about it."

"Then I'm welcome!"

Qin Kun exerted great strength and broke away suddenly. The old man stepped forward to follow him, his hands were like iron pliers, and he had no intention of giving up.

The pain hit again. Qin Kun couldn't bear it anymore and hit the old man's cheek with his elbow. When the strong wind hit, the old man stretched out a finger and poked the side of his elbow.

The tendon was poked, and as soon as the castration slowed down, the old man took half a step back, and the wind from his elbow brushed his cheek, causing another danger.

Seeing Qin Kun turn around, he said "just right" and pressed his thumbs on both sides of Qin Kun's Tanzhong point.

Bang

Qin Kun felt that the entire sternum was pushed back, a new energy pulse appeared in his body and penetrated from his dantian, and a dragon roar came out of his mouth.

The dragon roars like an ox, desolate and distant.

Qin Kun gasped for breath, and the old man raised his hand and hit his chin with a palm. A long bolt shot straight to the roof like a dragon spitting mist.

His breath was long, but his chest was rising and falling slowly like a bellows. Qin Kun didn't understand what had just happened. After the pain disappeared, the new Qi pulses in his body became cold and hot with his breathing, which was very uncomfortable.

Just listen to the old man say: "Zuo Miaojun, I want to keep your black dog for a while, do you have any objections?"

Sakonomi smiled and said: "Hua Tanlang, is it possible that there is a need for a blacksmith on the mountain?"

Old Man Tieta said: "Exactly, with such a good body, it would be a shame not to use it."

Zuo Jinchen nodded and said: "Compared to Yang Shen, Wu Yunzi, Ma Yongjiang and others, Qin Kun is indeed suitable for you to watch and hone in Yunqiu. But I have to say something ugly up front. The cause and effect of me, the head of Fuyu Mountain, is not what you want. If you can get married, you have to ask Qin Kun for his opinion."

When Qin Kun heard this, he wanted to forge iron by himself. He couldn't laugh or cry: "Uncle Zuo, there is no problem in forging iron. But Wang Qian didn't come back from the trip, and Chu Qianxun went to Bashu again. I still have to look after the shop in the old street of Baihu Town."

Sakonomi didn't say anything, but the old man from Iron Tower spoke instead: "Do you think the tiger's roar turned into a dragon's roar just now because your barrier to knowledge was broken?"

Feeling the changes in his body, Qin Kun said in surprise: "Isn't it true? I feel like I'm relieved all of a sudden. I have to thank my seniors for their help."

After all, now that he has been promoted to the Super One, his divine power has greatly improved. In addition, the old man's technique from the Iron Tower just now seems to have given Qin Kun an extra energy vein in his body. Now he admires the old man very much.

The old man from Iron Tower smiled slightly: "It's not that simple to break through the barrier of perception and awaken the innate consciousness. You have been practicing Taiyi Nine Refinements for a long time, and you have accumulated many disadvantages. The Yin spirit consciousness continues to affect your Consciousness Sea Lingtai. Although your spirit and physique are Much more powerful than ordinary people, but the sea of ​​consciousness and the spiritual platform have been obscured for a long time, and all dangers can only be judged by the brain. This is not instinctive. "

Qin Kun was stunned.

After the old man from the Iron Tower finished speaking, he took out the black cloth, covered his eyes, took out the cotton, blocked his ears, and took out the face towel to block his breathing.

"Take out your Xuanyin pestle. If you can hit me today, I will let you go down the mountain. If you can't hit me, follow me to forge iron in the mountains for half a year. Do you dare?"

Such a big deal?

Qin Kun looked around. Uncle Zuo was very interested, Mrs. Jiang smiled kindly, and Shuo Yue stared curiously.

Looking at the old man and god in the iron tower, Qin Kun held his hand in the air, and an iron pestle with a hole fell into his hand.

"Guarding alone in the eight wastelands of Fuyu Town, Kunlun Earth Master is sitting in the bright hall. The four elephants are the formation in my hands, and all the ghosts have turned into frost on the ground. Earth Master, Qin Kun!"

The old man from the iron tower straightened his body: "The clouds and tents are under the pines under the moon, the stars and the Big Dipper are all different, the blacksmiths are working in the barren mountains and wild mountains, and the magical power is revealed in the purple myrtle walls. I originally entered the Tao with a sword, and I am not a ghost hunter. Thanks to Mr. Yang, I have taken a fancy to him." , led me to Maoshan, and received the imperial title. Beidou Shen Ao, Hua Tianshu, I have seen the master of Fuyu Mountain, please give me some advice."

Qin Kun had never heard of this nickname, but he felt that it had a lot of background. The presence of the word "god" in the imperial title given by Maoshan definitely meant that the old man was extremely proficient in some aspect.

"Uncle Zuo, isn't this superb?" Qin Kun asked carefully.

"No, Hua Tan Lang's ghost hunting level is on the same level as Hong Hu's."

Only on the same level as Cui Honghu?

Qin Kun breathed a sigh of relief.

Sakonomi changed the subject: "But when it comes to fighting, if you bring in Gerber and try it, within 300 rounds, do you think he can win? If you give Garber and Hua Chanlang each a sword, do you think Garber can hold it?" Live fifty rounds.”

Qin Kun's heart tightened. Ge Zhan couldn't defeat the opponent in 300 rounds? If you use a sword, you can't hold it for fifty rounds?

This is an exaggeration.

Books often write about three to five hundred rounds with no outcome, but that is all made up. After actually entering the arena, the two sides attacked. Fifty rounds were already beyond the level of ordinary people. A fight of a hundred rounds was already inhuman. Those who exceeded two hundred rounds were either rare fierce men in the world, or they were fabricated in books. s story.

Sakonomi's words were obviously saying that Ge Zhan and the old man from the Iron Tower could only end in a draw! Even the weapons are slightly inferior.

Qin Kun had to be careful with such a high evaluation, but seeing the old man from Iron Tower being so supportive, Qin Kun became very angry.

Let me hit the iron, no problem, I can feel that you are good for me, but to say that I can't hit you is to underestimate me, Qin.

"Mr. Hua, I'm offended!"

Qin Kun said, picked up the Xuanyin pestle and rushed away.