Ghost Shelter System

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Kun got up.

Prompts came through my mind.

'remind! The headless ghost enters the Ten Hells of Death’

'remind! The Water Monk Enters the Ten Death Hells’

'remind! The hanged man enters the Ten Death Hells’

The body magic weapon in Qin Kun's hand is only connected to the City God's Order and the Ten Death Prisons. In the City God's Order, there are currently five people living in the City God's Order: Niu Meng, Headless, Water Monk, Hanged Ghost, and Ma Lie.

Qin Kun was curious, what were Headless and the others doing in the Prison of Ten Deaths?

Using the [Ghost Eye], I found that they had entered the corpse-dismantling hell and were talking to a female ghost.

Black Snake Ghost King Feng Xuantong?

"Wedding dress." Qin Kun rubbed his head and sat up.

"Here." A female ghost leaned next to him and gently smelled the scent of Qin Kun.

"What are Headless and the others going to do with the Black Snake Ghost King?"

The wedding ghost told him what happened in the morning, and only then did Qin Kun understand.

The Headless Ghost, the Water Monk, and the Hanged Ghost are ready to persuade the Black Snake Ghost King to use them as bait?

Qin Kun couldn't judge the pros and cons of doing this, but since the ghost guards were worried about their own affairs, they couldn't dampen their enthusiasm.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Master, it's all Zhang Bu's fault. However, everyone doesn't seem to like him." The Wedding Dress Ghost reported the situation without any emotion.

Qin Kun smiled: "That kind of deep-thinking guy is dangerous to everyone, so it's normal to dislike him. However, his palaces are all protective and have no ill intentions toward me."

Qin Kun has been paying attention to Zhang Bu's loyalty from 30 at the beginning to 100 now.

He did not get along well with the ghosts and had misunderstandings, which was due to his attitude in dealing with things and had nothing to do with loyalty.

Seeing that Qin Kun knew what he was doing, the wedding ghost said with relief, "Master, do you think Zhang Bu's proposal is feasible?"

Qin Kun said truthfully: "I can't say for sure, but I hope to catch them all in one go. Just do your best."

Qin Kun has two more tasks this week, and plans to go there at night to try his luck.

In front of Qin Kun, the headless ghost, the water monk, and the hanged ghost appeared. The three ghosts looked at Qin Kun: "Master, the black snake ghost king requests to meet."

Qin Kun was silent.

Monk Shui clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Master, I think Zhang Bu's plan can be tried."

Qin Kun waved his hand in vain, and a scantily clad female ghost appeared in front of him.

The female ghost fell to the strength of the wild ghost and crawled at Qin Kun's feet, with pitiful eyes.

"Feng Xuantong has met the master! I heard that the imp is useful to the master, so I came here to meet him."

At the door, Eunuch Chang and Zhang Buchu were there, and Ghost King Longhuai was leaning on the balcony door, glancing at Feng Xantong casually.

Qin Kun glanced at the ghosts and said to them: "Since it is the method you came up with, you go and implement it. She is the ghost king and was once suppressed in Wuwei Mountain. The Yin Dragon has not been broken, so letting her out is an exception. But, I can give you a chance."

The eyes of all the ghost guards lit up: "Thank you, Master, for your trust."

Qin Kun waved his hand, went to wash up, and left a message: "If Feng Xantong behaves well, he can be granted some freedom."

Feng Xuantong's current strength as a wild ghost was surrounded in the middle, trembling. Although the word "a little freedom" was like the sound of nature, she could also feel that the surrounding ghosts were wary of her.

Longhuai Ghost King helped her up and said, "Stop pretending. You were the most sinister among the people in Wuwei Mountain that I suppressed back then."

Feng Xuan's eyes looked at the Ghost King Longhuai like a resentful woman: "Tie Cixian, I didn't know what was good or bad back then and offended Master Yang. You have to give me a chance. If anyone needs me this time, I will do my best. You have to believe it. For me, the days in the hell of dismembering corpses are more painful than those in Mount Wuwei..."

The Longhuai Ghost King stopped talking, and Zhang Bu stood beside her, nodding to her and saying, "I have met the Black Snake Ghost King, little Zhang Bu. My Lord has something to do today and needs the King's help."

After Zhang Bu listed the things that the Black Snake Ghost King needed to do one by one, the Black Snake Ghost King's pupils changed into vertical pupils. Hearing this, he said with confidence: "Insidious about others? This ghost general, this king... …This is what I’m best at.”

Zhang Bu smiled: "That's the best. I'm sorry to bother you."

Feng Xantong stood there delicately and glanced around: "Then...who will go with me?"

No one answered.

Feng Xantong sneered: "You won't let me go alone, will you? Aren't you afraid that I will run away?"

Zhang Bu turned his head, revealing Jiang Bie's face. His original face was torn off and slapped on the back of Feng Xantong's head.

"What are you doing?!" Feng Xantong was alert.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, it's just lodged in the back of your head." behind Feng Xuantong's head, Zhang Bu spoke out.

After a pause, Zhang Bu said: "I will go with you on this trip. If you run away, I will be waiting for death. I hope your Majesty will be considerate of me."

Feng Xuantong was shocked to find that the ghost servants had made way for him.

"You really want me to go alone? I can feel that the guy behind the head is no longer there, and his strength is only a mouth." Feng Xantong felt that these ghosts seemed to be crazy.

Longhuai Ghost King stared at her and said coldly: "Let's go quickly, don't let me regret it."

…

The Black Snake Ghost King was let go.

Qin Kun was shocked, but didn't show any expression.

It was normal for him not to trust the Black Snake Ghost King, but he was willing to give his subordinates a chance. Since the ghosts were sharing his worries this time, he was willing to trust their judgment.

In the room, Gui Chai was obviously more nervous than himself.

Headless, Water Monk, Hanged Ghost, Eunuch Chang, and Wedding Dress Ghost joined forces to act as guarantees. Longhuai Ghost King and Fengxin Ghost King had no objections. Their smart and experienced ghost bosses actually believed in Zhang Bu and Black Snake Ghost King. This was unprecedented. .

"They're all gone, why are you nervous?" Qin Kun asked.

Monk Shui clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, can you not be nervous... If we really let the tiger go back to the mountain, Brother Niu will definitely lose his temper when he comes back. And we may not have the right to speak in the future."

Qin Kun smiled helplessly: "Niu Meng doesn't have that kind of character."

The hanged ghost came up and said, "Yes, Niu Meng will beat you to death one by one, but I'm not afraid anyway."

The ghosts were startled. No wonder the Hanged Ghost was so active this time. It turns out that this guy is not afraid of death!

Qin Kun waved his hand: "Okay, stop joking. I'm ready to leave. Come back."

…

It rains today. As soon as September is over, autumn is coming.

There are two more tasks this week, and Qin Kun is also going to try his luck.

The coolness of the rain has extinguished the last trace of summer heat. People's lives are still the same, they just add more clothes as the seasons change.

Qibao Old Street is bustling with activity.

This is a street that developed in the early Song Dynasty and flourished in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

The stone archway reads, "The long street still carries the rain of Song Dynasty, and the alley still hears the Ming Dynasty bell", "The flying yarn connects to Puxi for ten miles, and the sound of the city sings the golden rooster for thousands of years."

The font is thick and thick, revealing the story of this street.

In terms of scenic spots, Qin Kun has seen much better places than here, but there are really not many small towns with such historical relics in a bustling city.

Qin Kun held an umbrella and followed the crowd forward.

Today's rain curtain has cast a layer of haze and mystery here. It is now 7 pm. Qin Kun stops at the bridge and stares into the distance in a daze. The task in his mind is just a blue task.

Blue mission: appease the dead souls

Mission introduction: There is a wild ghost in Qibao Old Street. It haunts the people at night. Soothe it or save it.

Mission reward: 200 merit, 400 experience

The task was not challenging, so Qin Kun found a place to rest and waited.

At 9pm, the tourists dispersed and the old street became quiet again.

An old street shop that braised pig's trotters was about to close. The boss put the big basin inside. Suddenly, at the door of the shop, he saw an old man with heavy eyebands.

The boss was startled when he saw the rainwater sliding down the old man's head, which looked a bit seeping. He swallowed dryly and said: "Old man, would you like a pig's trotter?"

The proprietress complained about her husband in the shop: "Who told you to be a good person? This old man comes here every three to five, and his children don't say anything about it."

The old man was motionless, and he didn't know whether he was cold or sick, but his skin had an oozing paleness.

The boss was stared at and felt a little embarrassed. He smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle, eat it while it's hot. Go back early and don't get wet."

With that said, while the landlady wasn't paying attention, she wrapped a pig's trotter for him.

The old man turned around and left without even saying thanks.

Half an hour later, the boss and his wife went out with umbrellas and were about to go home. After walking a few steps, they found half a pig's trotter dropped on the ground. The boss's wife complained: "Look, it's better to be thrown away!"

In the past half month, I met the old man four or five times. The pig trotters given by the boss were chewed a few times and thrown away, and today was no exception.

The boss smiled bitterly: "It's not easy for the elderly either. They may not be able to eat so much."

The couple said and walked out of the street.

In a dark corner, a pair of feet stepped into a puddle, and rainwater flowed down the old man's face.

The old man had no expression on his face. He glanced at the pig's trotters on the ground and followed him.

As soon as the old man left, Qin Kun came out from the corner with a cup of hot milk tea and followed him.