Ghost Shelter System

Egypt, capital Cairo.

You can see prosperous tall buildings and poor streets here.

After waiting for opportunities countless times, Qin Kun was ready for everything.

Qin Kun had already sorted out everything about his trip to Egypt.

On the banks of the Nile River, the familiar hotel is located here. Qin Kun seems to be in a deserted place. No one at the front desk, waiters, cleaning staff, or tourists coming and going is aware of Qin Kun's presence.

"At this time, I should be looking for the stinky boss with the baby's mother."

Qin Kun turned into gas and got into the house. The room they were in was not booked yet, and there was no one in the room.

On the sofa, Qin Kun glanced around, waiting for a while, how should he communicate with the three of him?

"The current me... is weaker than the life form I transformed into when I was in the Three Immortals Sea Kingdom. If I show up rashly..."

Qin Kun came to the bathroom and tried to condense his body in front of the mirror. He could barely maintain his appearance for a few seconds. However, if he was suppressed by the spiritual power fluctuations of Xiukui, whether he could speak was still a problem. Condensation was absolutely impossible. ...As for the Mirage Soul Technique... He didn't think that with his current spiritual power, he could achieve the trick with Shou Kui.

"If I show up rashly, I'm afraid Shou Kui will beat me to death... I have to find someone to pass the message on my behalf to make it safer!"

Qin Kun really didn't want to take risks. If the ghost hunter saw him, he would be no different from a fierce ghost. The thread of cause and effect was pulled out, and Qin Kun could feel part of his spiritual power leaving his body. He could not be said to be weak now, but he would never be strong.

But who should I turn to to send the message...

Suddenly, Qin Kun had an idea and turned his attention to the next door.

…

Phyllis, a third-tier model from Cairo.

In this city-state with deep-rooted religious beliefs, the profession of modeling is not as popular as in Europe.

Many believers are prejudiced against women who display their figures casually. They believe that there are only two types of women, one is conservative and the other is slutty, and models obviously belong to the latter.

Phyllis was born in Cairo, but grew up in Europe. The education and concepts she received since childhood were in many conflicts with the locals. She could have lived in Europe for a few more years, but since her father, who was a businessman, passed away due to debt, she had no money. source. And to come back and take care of the house for her young brother and overwhelmed mother.

"Dear Priest Ximenes, praise Allah. I asked you to come this time because I have encountered a little trouble that is beyond my understanding."

In the hotel, Phyllis was dressed in casual and fashionable clothes, far more open-minded than most women in the city. Priest Ximenes was an old man with a turbaned head and a big beard, with a dark and thin appearance, like a hard worker.

His eyes were calm, and he did not show any dissatisfaction with Phyllis's dress. Instead, he motioned to Phyllis to continue. He wanted to hear what kind of trouble beyond comprehension caused the granddaughter of an old friend to invite him here specially.

Phyllis paused and lit a cigarette: "Maybe it's because of the death of my father, which has doubled my pressure. Recently, I have been feeling some ghosts haunting me."

Ximenes smiled: "Praise Allah. Phyllis, I heard your grandfather said this. I also went to your house before coming to Cairo, and I didn't find anything strange."

and……

There was something Ximenes didn't say yet, that is, he had just checked here, and there was no ghost at all in Felice's room.

The reason why I came here was because I had an old relationship with Felice's grandfather, so I made a special trip to comfort this poor girl.

Ximenes said: "You have indeed been shouldering a burden that does not belong to you recently. If you feel uncomfortable living in Cairo, you can return to Europe. After all, God is merciful. He will tolerate you and take care of your mother and brother. .”

Phyllis smiled bitterly. She was not a local believer. During these years in Europe, she believed in Christianity. Because of this, her father once cut off her financial resources. At that time, she relied on being a model to make a living.

After smoking a cigarette, Phyllis repeatedly begged Priest Ximenis to check her surroundings. Ximenis couldn't resist, so she had to use the star and moon technique to check her surroundings again.

The stars and the moon circled around Ximenis, and Phyllis looked a little crazy.

miracle!

I remember seeing this kind of magic when I was young. I told my friends many times, but they didn't believe it. She was less than seven years old at the time, and it was with her grandfather that she saw the priest Ximenes praying for people.

The stars and moon were shining blue, and after a while the light and shadow disappeared, and the room returned to its original state.

Priest Ximenes stood up: "My lovely Phyllis, I would rather be alone than associate with evil people. Maybe you have seen your friends around you do some bad things, which has affected you. You are a kind child, you must learn to distinguish Good and evil. After your father passed away, your grandfather was very sad, and I made a special trip here for his sake. Now it’s time for me to leave. May Allah bless you!"

The old man left, and Phyllis came back to her senses. The moment the Star and Moon Technique was cast, she did feel a great sense of security, but after Priest Ximenes left, that feeling of panic came over again.

"Is it really because I'm too stressed?"

There was a frown on Phyllis's chiseled cheeks.

The scenery outside the window is beautiful, and my father's debt is almost paid off. Part of the family business has been transferred, and the remaining part is enough for my mother and younger brother to live comfortably. Logically speaking...she didn't do anything wrong. It couldn't be that her father's soul was interfering with her, so what could it be?

She lit another cigarette and slowly exhaled it. Suddenly, Phyllis found someone sitting next to her sofa!

Under the shroud of smoke, the figure appeared, almost making Phyllis cry out.

"Who are you?!"

Phyllis noticed that the surrounding scenery turned dark, and a man's shadow appeared in the room.

On a sofa, she and a man were sitting. The man was blurry. If Phyllis was not stupid, then she should know...she had hit a ghost!

"Do not be afraid."

The man's voice was hoarse, but his tone was gentle, "I can solve the problems that the old man couldn't solve just now."

"you?"

Just as Felice opened her mouth, she suddenly saw the other party grab her in the air, and a drowned female ghost was lifted into the man's hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh-!!!"

Phyllis really screamed this time, but the sound couldn't be heard.

There are three people sitting on the sofa at the moment, to be precise, one person and two ghosts. The oriental man looked like a ghost, but he kept his human form and was not scary. However, the drowned female ghost did not hide the appearance of her death. She had bulging eyes and a swollen face. She was wearing a tattered bikini and her figure was out of shape. , Moreover, the ferocious expression on the bruised face made Phyllis shudder.

"You...are you Camille?"

This death figure was very familiar to Phyllis. She shrank to the corner of the sofa and looked at the female ghost. There was a phantom man in the middle. It seemed that hiding behind the man would make her feel safe.

"Phyllis, you little bitch, you actually know me!"

The female ghost screamed and rushed towards her, and suddenly a finger pierced her chin. The female ghost screamed in pain, and the phantom man in the middle said calmly: "If you talk too much, you will suffer unimaginable torture."

The female ghost held her chin, and the blood was flowing, but it seemed like it would never stop flowing. The blood was all the escaped ghost energy. She shrank back in horror, and the phantom man in the middle turned to look at Phyllis: "Let me introduce myself. I am from China. Because of my special physical condition, I will not show my true colors. Now, I need your help. A favor. In return, I will help you get rid of this female ghost."

The phantom man is none other than the gaseous Qin Kun! ()