Ghost Shelter System

The northernmost of the Eighteen Villages in Nanhai is Wangxiang Village.

Qin Kun sat on the boat and stared at the ghost village.

The fog was so thick that the entire outline could not be seen clearly, the water was very turbulent, and there seemed to be many undercurrents converging around it, making it difficult for the Shenjiang Ghost to sail.

This is the ghost village closest to China. Before coming, he heard Lin Afeng from Xingzhou Village say that Wangxiang Ghost King was also from China during his lifetime.

"I don't know if the ghost king has surrendered to the enemy or is still resisting."

Qin Kun smacked his lips and started thinking.

"Master, are you worried about this?"

Shen Jianggui, who was rowing the boat, asked curiously.

"Worried? I'm not familiar with him. What's the point of worrying about this? It's just a bit regretful. Logically speaking, the ghost kings of the Eighteen Villages in the South China Sea abide by the rules. This place is occupied by those big ghosts from the Three Immortals Sea Kingdom. It's definitely not as good as This guy follows the rules."

After Qin Kun said this, Shen Jianggui suddenly realized.

After hanging out with Qin Kun for several years, he already understood Qin Kun's style of doing things. As a ghost hunter, Qin Kun had no deep hatred for ghosts at all. The harmony of yin and yang was his basic purpose. My master is not the kind of person who is overly upright. As long as he abides by the rules, many things can be discussed.

However, the group of uninvited guests from the Three Immortals Sea Kingdom did not care about this, and this became an irreconcilable conflict between the two parties.

The boat slowly approached the shore. Under the gray sky, Wangxiang Village was completely silent. The dock had experienced war and was in a mess, but there were still some ghosts wandering around. Judging from their clothes, they were the aborigines of Wangxiang Village.

When Qin Kun docked, a man full of gangsterism looked over: "Who are you?"

Qin Kun smelled a foul smell and lit a cigarette.

The guy in front of me probably ate a lot of ghosts after his death, and his smell was exaggerated.

"A visitor, I come to see a friend."

The man's chest hair was exposed like steel needles, and he waved the scimitar in front of Qin Kun, as if to scare Qin Kun.

"Haha, are you deceiving me for being ignorant? A Yang person will have friends in the ghost village?!"

The tip of the knife kept shaking in front of his nose. Qin Kun felt the fluctuation of the other party's spiritual power and immediately lost interest.

"Chen Jiang!"

"Master." Shen Jianggui trotted over after tying up the boat.

"Play with him, I'll take the first step."

Qin Kun walked away. The gangster male ghost wanted to chase him, but he was hugged by the shoulder by an even more gangster ghost.

Shen Jianggui brushed his wet long hair away from his eyes and tilted his head with a grin: "Friend, rivers, lakes and seas, on which road?"

Water ghost?

The male ghost was startled, feeling that he could not break away from Shen Jianggui's arms, as if his whole body was trapped.

At this moment, the male ghost was a little frightened: "May I ask your Excellency..."

"Wuzhou Hebo, who is nameless and has no surname, comes here with my master for a walk. Brother, please give me some face."

Chen Jianggui slapped the male ghost's cheek hard, but spoke very politely.

After a few slaps, the male ghost's cheeks were swollen. He dared to be angry but dared not say anything. He smiled sarcastically and said, "The adults don't remember the faults of the villains. Brother, please walk around as you please."

Snapped--

Shen Jiang's ghost's slap became heavier, and several of the male ghost's teeth fell out. The ghost's energy hurriedly repaired the injuries, and the male ghost became angry: "We are just ghost generals, but this is Wangxiang Village. Do you want to find trouble?!"

Chen Jianggui pinched the male ghost's chin and suddenly smiled: "I think so."

As soon as he finished speaking, river water gushed out from the male ghost's seven orifices, and the mud and sand rolled in, mixed with water plants. The ghost's entire body was suddenly stretched into a big water ball, and he howled in pain. Shen Jiang Ghost said regretfully: "It's a pity that the master didn't give the order to take advantage of you. ”

After that, he chased Qin Kun.

…

Wangxiang Village has a kind of dead silence, much like the "Wangxiang Terrace" station among the thirteen stations of Yincao.

Carter recorded a lot of scenery along the way.

There are many tall square buildings here. Carter knew that these buildings are called beacon towers, also called beacons, and they are found on the Great Wall of China.

On those beacon towers, many ghosts cried with joy.

Carter mused first, then understood.

Those great ghosts of the Qin Dynasty may have regarded this place as their hometown. After all, it is very similar.

"Homesickness...a very strange emotion."

Carter recorded that he was from Northern Europe, but he was not homesick. He had many memories of his hometown, but he had forgotten them. Perhaps they were far less profound than the memories the Black Soul Cult brought to him.

It was difficult for Carter to understand that these guys who had already found the fairyland island would still be homesick.

At this moment, inspiration suddenly came to him, and Carter regretted that he should have woken up Einsberg first. So many inspirations, most of them passed by in a flash, and he couldn't record them at all.

Under the beacon tower, Carter was leaning against the roots of a tree, writing and drawing with a quill in his hand, when several ghostly auras suddenly appeared next to him.

"Scary ghosts, don't do anything yet, I'm just here to collect news."

Several ghostly auras approached, and Carter's body was covered with ice. He shook his stiff wrist: "Does it have to be like this?"

Carter looked at the visitor with cold eyes.

Among the big ghosts nearby, a tall-crowned male ghost smiled warmly and said, "Xiyi people, you killed Leyou. So you provoked us."

Carter nodded, carefully put away the pen and paper, and then said: "May I ask your name?"

"Prison cattle boat, Mr. Xinglin."

After the man finished answering, a burly old man next to him said: "Yinlong was torn to pieces by Leyou after he reported his name. Mr. Xinglin, aren't you afraid that he will tear you to pieces?"

The tall-crowned male ghost chuckled: "Afraid, but... I'm very curious. Great Qin alchemists will lose their face if they are frightened by the Western Yi's magic."

The old man was startled, nodded, pressed Carter's head with one hand, and turned it around: "Iron guard of the cattle ship, Le Hao. You can call me Tie Hao."

Tie Hao, who was nearly two meters tall, squeezed Carter's head very domineeringly.

That hand was as cold as ice, and he could feel the yang energy on top of Carter's head burning him, but Tie Hao didn't care.

Carter looked at the big ghosts next to him and suddenly pinched his fingers in the air. Tie Hao's forearm was cut off by the scissors and fell to the ground.

"Touching the top, that's very rude."

Tie Hao's ghostly energy did not escape as expected. With a casual move, he broke his wrist and returned it to his arm, and suddenly hit him with an elbow.

With a bang, Carter fell to the ground on his back, his head bleeding.

Tie Hao was smiling, but his smile immediately froze.

He had just knocked down this Xiyi man, why was he still standing there? !

Mr. Xinglin narrowed his eyes.

He is an alchemist and can see more than Tiehao!

Just now, under Tie Hao's blow, a shadow was shot out of Carter's body. The shadow was seriously injured and fell down, but the Xiyi man himself still stood where he was.

Is this... witchcraft?

Carter rubbed his head in a daze, also a little surprised.

Ghost King... Such a powerful Ghost King? ? ?

The Yang Fire on his body was as hot as purgatory. The opponent had previously touched his head and was baptized by the Yang Fire without any damage. His forearm was cut off by him, but he was able to reattach it again. The punch was fierce and penetrated his body, but he was still seriously injured despite his own defense. This guy... what is his background?

Is the great ghost from 2000 years ago already this incredible strength now?

wrong.

Even if those ancient ghosts of Europa continent live long enough, they will not become so powerful.

This is... divine magic!

Carter suddenly stretched out his hand, and Tie Hao was caught. He took a deep sniff and found that Tie Hao had a smell that he had never smelled before when he walked in this world!

That smell is more fragrant than the smell of the Holy Spirit. Even if you smell just a little bit, it will make you feel refreshed and energetic.

"Celestial Zen Incense?"

He had smelled this smell once in India, and it was very close to the scent of Tie Hao.

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