Ghost Shelter System

Fast forward more than thirty years, and Wu Banxian is still the same Wu Banxian.

Once the most talented disciple among the generation on Mount Fuyu, he had not traveled to China for thirty years, but in the end, he was still among the best.

Around him, Yuan Ling, Chen Ying, and Zhang Moli from Yulongshan looked at Wu Xiong respectfully.

Who would have thought that this old man is also a top-notch ghost hunter!

"Senior is of great strength. I apologize for my previous neglect of my junior." Yuan Ling saluted respectfully, her expression a little unnatural.

Wu Xiong waved his hand and chuckled: "You guys are good at everything in Yulong Mountain, but you are too particular about elders and younger ones. When I first met Zhu Taisui with Mr. Yang, he even beat me because of my poor etiquette. A meal. Take a look, what about..."

Recalling the past years, Wu Xiong was angry and laughing. When everyone heard Wu Xiong complaining about the old age, they could only laugh together.

At the end, Wu Xiong said: "Okay, you young people, let's talk. I'm a bad old man and I won't participate. Yu Xuan, come here and ask you something."

Nie Yuxuan was called aside. Wu Xiong frowned and said, "Is there any news about Qin Kun?"

Nie Yuxuan shook his head.

Wu Xiong said in a deep voice: "Is something going to happen?"

"Him?" Nie Yuxuan's voice rose an octave, "Although they haven't fought with him in recent years, Miao Shan and Mo Wuji are now obedient to him. What can happen to him?"

The implication is that Nie Yuxuan doesn't think anything can happen to Qin Kun.

"Reckless, the people in the secret door are not made of steel. A fish arrow can kill you. Not to mention guns."

Wu Xiong rolled his eyes at Nie Huzi. China's security was good, but in Nanyang, he had seen a lot of secret wizards killed, so he still had to be vigilant.

Nie Yuxuan pursed his lips: "Uncle Wu, do you know what happened? Are you so worried?"

Wu Xiong nodded and told the whole story of his arrival from Brunei.

After hearing Wu Xiong's words, Nie Yuxuan was surprised.

Corpse God?

The entrance to the ghost village?

Qin Kun disappeared?

After he was given a title by the old Tai Sui, he was treated like half of his own people in Yulong Mountain. He had never heard from the disciples of Yulong Mountain that one of the Eighteen Ghost Villages in the South China Sea actually led to the underworld!

"Are you saying that Qin Heigou went after the Corpse God and his whereabouts are unknown?"

The two walked to the deck. Wu Xiong looked at the shadow of the giant ship in the distance and nodded silently.

Not only that, but this giant ship appeared shortly after Qin Kun disappeared. Is there any connection between them?

…

The night is getting dark and the party has dispersed.

Tomorrow is the last day of the Dragon Gate Club, when the Fish-Dragon Competition begins, and several owners of Yulong Mountain are seizing the last time to practice.

At this moment, on Sanxian Island, Qin Kun was followed closely by a giant stitched corpse.

"Old guy, where are you going to run?!"

This corpse is none other than the Corpse God, Sanghavarman, one of the four evil gods of Suojiao!

"Young man from China, I have lived in peace with the world for many years. Now I am here to save people. If you delay me again, I'm really not polite!!!"

The crazy corpse roared with terrifying force. Qin Kun held the Xuanyin pestle in his hand and hit Sanghavarman on the back of the head with a stick. The other party just staggered a few steps and was not seriously injured.

Oh My God……

How did this old monster practice?

Qin Kun has been involved in the path of life and death for some years, and he has never seen anyone ignore other people's attacks like this. After parting ways with the old man, Qin Kun did not find out the whereabouts of the descendant, so he decided to go to the top of the mountain to check the situation. Unexpectedly, he met Sanghavarman halfway.

He was chasing the opponent all the way, but the opponent was only on his way and didn't even bother to fight back. This did not knock him down, which made Qin Kun wonder if his strength had declined.

"Save people? How on earth do you know that you can get to the Three Immortals Sea Kingdom from Longyan in the South China Sea?" Qin Kun asked.

The Corpse God wanted to punch Qin Kun twice, but the opponent was so skilled that he couldn't touch the corners of Qin Kun's clothes for a while, and said angrily: "I told you, you won't harass me?"

"You speak first."

"Promp told me."

Qin Kun knew the word "Long Pu". Suojiao originated in Thailand and spread throughout Southeast Asia. "Long Pu" is the name given to the masters in Thailand who have reached a certain level of strength, which is half a level higher than Luang Pu.

Qin Kun asked: "Who is Bu Longpu? Another evil god has appeared in Suojiao?"

"That's the number one diviner in Southeast Asia. He's not a member of the Sorcerer's religion, and he's not even an exorcist. He was a white elephant driver when he was young, so he's also called White Elephant Luang Pu."

Qin Kun was stunned. This kind of person should be the legendary hermit master.

"What did he say in detail?"

"The divination can't be detailed. Tiyevarman gave me a dream before, saying that he was in trouble and asked me to go to Bu Lungpu to ask how to save him. I inquired about the result along the way."

After the Corpse God finished speaking, he said impatiently: "You are so young, why do you have so many problems? If you continue to trouble me, I will go to China and go on a killing spree!"

Qin Kun kicked the Corpse God in the butt. Seeing the helpless and gnashing of teeth of the corpse god, Qin Kun silently recorded in his heart: the risk coefficient is 0.5.

This is the Corpse God. According to Wu Xiong, neither the Five Elements Talisman nor the Three-Breaking Talisman of the Fu Sect have any effect on him. It must be that many secret techniques of life and death are of no use to him either.

Therefore, this guy should be a nightmare for all ghost hunters who are not good at melee combat, but for me, it seems that he has no lethality at all.

If you find an opportunity to tie him up, the other party will probably just stare.

Qin Kun suddenly felt that this old monster was quite cute.

"Well, we are all by fate. Since you are only here to save Thievarman, I won't interfere with you. By the way, the mountain road is this way."

The Corpse God stopped and started running in a different direction. After a while, he suddenly thought: "By the way, have you been here before?"

"Um."

"Do me a favor and take me to Thiayavarman."

"Where's the reward?"

"Ten million!"

Qin Kun swallowed, rejecting the other party with pain and struggle in his heart.

The money from asking for help is not clean and cannot be taken.

"Twenty million!"

Qin Kun took a deep breath. It felt so uncomfortable to be hit by sugar-coated bullets again after so many years.

"Am I, Qin Kun, like a slave to money?"

The Corpse God looked down upon him: "It doesn't matter if you are a money slave or not, you can just use the money to do charity. You are young, why can't you use your brain well?"

"Old monster, if we have something to say, let's talk it over. Don't provoke others..."

The Corpse God thought for a moment and said, "Then...are you lacking a woman?"

"Nanyang cult, why are you so vulgar?"

The Corpse God said contemptuously again: "You obviously want to help me, but you are pretending to be aloof. What do you want? Although I have done all kinds of evil, I have not even touched a hair of your Chinese people, and you want to use Chinese rules to suppress me? Tell me? You are useless!"

The saying that people become better with old age is absolutely true, even if it is a walking corpse old monster. Sanghavarman seemed a little stupid, but in fact he could see at a glance that Qin Kun was not hostile, and he pointed it out directly.

Qin Kun couldn't bear to lose face and followed the corpse god up the mountain quickly, thinking about what reward he should ask for.

Suddenly, two groups of people were fighting on the mountainside. A blond woman, an old man in Hanfu, and a brown bear were fighting with another group of people, a mixture of monks and laymen.

The blond woman's spiritual power surged, and the sand rolled under her feet. Guards transformed from sand appeared one after another. The guards held spears, much like the Loulan Eagle Guards they had seen before. At this moment, the sand spears were revealed, stabbing at the other side where monks and laymen were mixed. A group of people blocked many incoming enemies.

The old man in Hanfu sacrifices three animals to heaven, and wears a ghost shadow of a god to resist the siege of the monks.

The brown bear was beaten until its nose was bleeding, and it rolled and crawled. It finally ran out of the battle circle, and suddenly found Qin Kun, who was writing something in his hand and howled.

Qin Kun, who was not far away, looked over and the brown bear quickly raised the wooden sign with both hands.

Master Qin! Can you help with boxing?

Douda's seven Han servants were working hard, and Qin Kun said speechlessly: "I don't have time!"

The brown bear looked disappointed and quickly raised the second sign.

I'm Aiseli Khan! I even carried you!

The corner of Qin Kun's mouth twitched: "I have given you the Immortality Jade, do you have to push it further?"

The brown bear hit him with his knee, broke the wooden sign, and reluctantly raised the third sign.

I can give you a piece of bear paw!

I'm crazy...

Qin Kun could no longer turn a blind eye, this guy was going crazy.