Ghost Shelter System

Paris, a sports car speeding on the street at night.

Nie Yuxuan was sitting in the passenger seat smoking a cigarette. He really didn't expect Qin Kun to be so relaxed.

They came with a mission. If the mission was not completed, he would not be able to relax. However, Qin Kun seemed to be here for fun. Nie Yuxuan was confused: "Is there really no need to say hello to the Ghost Council?"

Qin Kun didn't answer and drove Nie Huzi all the way back to Marceline's company.

At the entrance of a 24-hour fast food restaurant, Miao Shan was fanning himself. Next to him was a deformed street lamp with four unconscious hosts lying on the ground.

Seeing Qin Kun coming, Miaoshan said truthfully: "Six of them ran away in the chaos. Their movement skills were good, so I didn't chase them."

Qin Kun found that there were several ordinary citizens in the store. He knew that Monk Miaoshan was trying to protect these ordinary people, so he smiled and said, "They didn't call the police?"

Miaoshan pointed behind him. The police had been here a long time ago. He was asking questions, but Miao Shan didn't seem to be found.

I don’t know what kind of magic Miao Shan used to conceal the existence of himself and these hosts.

After a while, a truck arrived with the logo of Mercerine Company on it. Qin Kun threw those people into the truck and said to Nie Yuxuan: "The Ghost Parliament and the Exorcists of Europa... are asking for our help. As for us, we don’t want to listen to their orders. By sending these greeting gifts, they can understand that we act in a measured way, so if we don’t hurt our dignity or face, why not do it.”

Miao Shan got into the car, and Nie Hu, the passenger, figured out something about it.

Qin Kun is becoming more and more sophisticated now.

It would be a bit arrogant to just come to help but keep acting alone. But it's different when these people are sent there. At least they won't let the Ghost Council talk nonsense.

"Miaoshan, do you think Qin Heigou has suddenly become smarter?"

Nie Yuxuan found that he was still a reckless man after sitting in Guandong for so many years, while Qin Kun really developed some leadership qualities.

Miao Shan announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the Qin family has always been a good person, why did it suddenly change?"

Nie Yuxuan twitched the corner of his mouth. Monk Miaoshan has also changed a lot. Such flattery... As a disciple of Fuyu Mountain, I can't have such a performance as the master. Why am I still a little ashamed.

The sports car returned to the downstairs of Marceline. Xu Facheng had been waiting here for a long time. In a truck behind him, all 7 hosts were unconscious, and Mo Wuji also solved 5 of them.

As soon as everyone gathered, the 16 hosts were put together. Nie Yuxuan said: "Do you want to send them to the Ghost Council now? I know the way."

Qin Kun suddenly shook his head: "Let's check it first."

"Trial?" Nie Yuxuan was stunned, "Trial for what?"

Qin Kun blinked: "I didn't know. You are in charge of Guandong. You are obviously good at this. You can interrogate it. You can interrogate anything. After the interrogation is completed, send it to the Ghost Council."

…

The next day.

Paris, Priory of Sion.

Speaker Du Xiu sat in the room and received the information from last night. After reading it, he handed it to Hazlitt.

Hazlitt took the information and read it to everyone. At the end, his voice rose an octave: "Last night, accidents in the north of Paris decreased by 36% year-on-year. Among them, no one died abnormally in the three streets in the northeastern area. The location is VK The building is the centerpiece.”

"VK? That niche fashion brand?"

The blond-haired Magic Lisa is a little curious. VK's clothing, shoes and bags are simple and elegant, taking the light luxury route, but they are semi-luxurious but not extravagant. The styles are durable and the fans are very loyal.

"Yes, VK's boss is named Marceline Vincent, and her husband is Simon Clive. VK is a combination of their names." Hazlitt replied.

Magic Lisa was surprised: "You, a wise believer, still understand this?"

Hazlitt curled his lips: "Earlier they had a relationship with the Gallic Brotherhood. The Gallic Brotherhood has always been dirty and had an affair with the Exorcist. I investigated them."

After all, we are all in Paris, and it wouldn’t be too much to get to know the social groups.

Magic Lisa nodded: "Then...there was no trouble near the VK Building yesterday. Did the Gallic Brotherhood send someone to protect them?"

"No, people from the Gallic Brotherhood died. Bertrand, the backbone of the Brotherhood, was brutally murdered. They are unable to protect the people of VK."

Magic Lisa was puzzled.

Hazlitt sighed: "It's Qin Kun and the others. They are in VK."

Qin Kun? !

Everyone, including Du Xiu, pricked up their ears.

When Qin Kun was not picked up at the airport yesterday, Du Xiu made a special call to Feng Qiang. Feng Qiang said that he couldn't even control this group of life and death guys. What do you care about? Du Xiu was speechless. I am here to welcome guests, is that wrong?

They didn't receive Qin Kun, and there were a lot of things going on, so they didn't know where Qin Kun and the others had gone.

Unexpectedly, Qin Kun and others went to the VK Building.

As we speak, a truck pulls into the Priory of Sion.

Hazlitt stood by the window, and a voice came from the intercom: "Mr. Big, the Eastern bearded man is here."

Other people nearby came over and saw that Nie Yuxuan drove in in a VK company truck. A dozen strange-looking people were detained in the truck. Some were beaten until they were unconscious and confused, and some were still cursing. Unknown words.

On the second floor, Nie Yuxuan saw that there were only Speaker Du Xiu, Hazlitt, Magic Lisa, and Templar Noyce. He said to a few people: "We captured these people last night and handed them over to you."

"Nie, where is Qin Kun?" Du Xiu asked.

Nie Yuxuan bowed to Du Xiu: "Speaker Du Xiu, our leader said that there are too many things to do and it is inconvenient to leave. We will wait until the matter is over to have a greeting meeting. What does the Speaker think?"

After getting 16 dangerous people in one night, Du Xiu could only say thanks and hand over a few more cards.

"The hospitality is not good. This money is for your convenience. You must accept it."

Nie Yuxuan was not polite. He said hello and was about to leave. When Hazlitt sent him downstairs, he asked curiously: "You were guarding Père Lachaise Cemetery last night. Who replaced you after you left?"

Nie Yuxuan touched his nose: "Qin Kun's disciple."

With that said, Nie Yuxuan drove away.

Du Xiu came from the back door, looked at Hazlitt with a solemn expression, and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Hazlitt took a breath: "The power of that Chinese dog... seems to have penetrated into our Paris. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

Du Xiu was confused: "Isn't it possible?"

Du Xiu is based in Great Britain every day. Paris is the territory of the Priory of Sion. He doesn't know much about it. Hazlitt is also scratching his head, wondering why Qin Kun is becoming more and more mysterious.

Do you know the boss of VK? Do you have disciples in Paris?

He got the news that after Nie Yuxuan left last night, a vampire was guarding the cemetery, and his strength was not weak! Père Lachaise Cemetery was also one of the places where nothing happened last night. Is this a coincidence?

This is strength!

No, you have to ask Fan Haixin about this... Where did Qin Kun come from as a vampire disciple...

…

…

Early in the morning, Qin Kun woke up. The hotel was near the VK Building. In the suite, Mo Wuji had finished his morning classes. When he saw Qin Kun coming out of the room, he brought breakfast: "I observed it. After 5 o'clock in the morning, people were running around. There don’t seem to be many hosts left.”

Qin Kun finished his breakfast in two gulps, drank the milk, and said to Mo Wuji, "We all need to go to bed... These people come out looking for food, drink, and excitement. Whoever has nothing to do comes out at 5 a.m. for excitement."

The door opened and Xu Facheng walked in: "Qin Kun, the hosts I met last night were all Styx-level ones. It seems that no powerful guy came out."

"Hosts are always cautious. They usually don't commit any crimes. If they do, it's a big deal. So be careful..."

After a pause, Qin Kun glanced at Xu Facheng: "By the way, Old Xu, which prison did you live in in the City of Ten Deaths?"

"Thunder Prison."

"Where's Miao Shan?"

"Leave the Fire."

Qin Kun nodded.

Among his friends in the City of Ten Deaths, he has only met Mo Wuji in so many years, the ‘Umbrella Ghost’ Mo Wuji, the host of Xunfeng Prison.

Qin Kun had long discovered that there was something wrong with the timeline of the Ten Dead Cities.

First of all, the time to enter and exit the Ten Death Cities is only 1 second.

Except for the time when he fell asleep, no matter how long he stayed in the City of Ten Deaths, reality would only pass for one second.

In this world, as long as he enters the City of Ten Deaths, then the time in his own world is equivalent to stopping, at least within the scope relevant to him. Therefore, no acquaintances will happen to enter at the same time as him, so he will never see acquaintances.

Qin Kun didn't know if this was some strange law. In short, the speed of time in the Ten Dead City must be very different from reality.

Even the time in Yin time and Yang world are the same.

There is only one possibility that there is a problem with time in the City of Ten Deaths, and it is related to the numerous causal lines there... Maybe the causal lines can change the flow rate of time!

But even if he discovered this strange phenomenon, Qin Kun didn't know what it would be of use. Laws are just rules in one field, and they don't apply to other places.

"Old Xu, why do you think the City of Ten Deaths came here?"

Xu Facheng thought for a while: "I heard that it was Soul Castle's experiment that summoned the Ten Death Cities."

"Yes, I've heard of it too." Qin Kun nodded.

Xu Facheng continued: "So if you understand what Soul Castle did and why it did it, you will probably understand how the City of Ten Deaths came to be."

Xu Facheng's deductive ability is very strong and he knows how to find new ways. Qin Kun said: "Should we send someone to ask?"

"If you want to ask, you can't ask directly." Xu Facheng said.

"I agree." Mo Wuji agreed, "The ghost agents can ask, but they have to take a roundabout way."

Miao Shan clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I'm afraid even the ghosts won't be able to find out these secrets. What if they were prepared and the memories of those who know are wiped away?"

The three of them each have their own considerations.

Qin Kun thought they were right.

But the next moment, Miaoshan said again: "To digress, I heard from Master that the Bailong Temple also appeared in this way."

Bailong Temple? !

Everyone was stunned, Qin Kun narrowed his eyes.

"Bailong Temple was also summoned?"

"Master said it seems like this, but he can't explain clearly."

Qin Kun sneered, why was Bailong Temple summoned? It’s just a six-path stone tablet, isn’t it special? There are seven remnants of the tengu companions imprisoned there. Qin Kun still doesn't know the significance of that temple. I only know that there are six mysteries in it, and it is a dangerous place.

Suddenly, Qin Kun's smile froze.

Bailong Temple...

Shichijo...the remaining soul accompanying the Tengu? !

Gongsun Feimao, Guo Wei, Bao Xiren, Du Xingyun, Ma Yongjiang, Wu Yunzi, Yang Shen...

There is no Ji Taichu and Yu Wenke!

Qin Kun suddenly stood up.

"Do you think Bailong Temple will be Yu Wenke's prison of ten deaths?!"

Several people looked at Qin Kun, their expressions slowly becoming serious.

Qin Kun rubbed his temples and pondered his thoughts: "If that's the case! Bailong Temple is to Yu Wenke what the Ten Death Hells are to me!"

By saying this, others understand!

This is equivalent to Yang Shen's Yehuo Xuanfu!

Substantialized!

But...why is this?

has no meaning?

"The era is wrong!" Mo Wuji reminded softly, "I heard that Bailong Temple only appeared in the Song and Yuan Dynasties, right?"

Miao Shan said solemnly: "It's not that the era is wrong, but that the taboos disappeared during the Song and Yuan Dynasties and other people could enter, so there are records."

No one knows what the specific facts are.

Qin Kun feels that this idea is very close to the truth.

Xu Facheng has become much older, and he pressed his palms at this moment: "We can actually forget about the White Dragon Temple for now. If the City of Ten Deaths was really summoned, then why was Qin Kun's City summoned here?"

No one knew about this, but Qin Kun knew it very well.

Because...Xingduo!

They did not summon the Ten Death Cities through the Ten Death Seals, but Star Seal is very likely! It was Qin Kun who used this thing to win the Ten Death Seals back then!

Wang Gan and others got up at the door and joined in after hearing the lively chatting in the room.

"Qin Kun, we want to go for a walk on the street, is that okay?"

Wang Qian, Chu Qianxun, Li Chong, Chai Ziyue, Cui Honghu, and Han Yao were dressed as if they were traveling.

Qin Kun didn't stop him.

It doesn't matter if you go for a walk, you can get help in time if there is an emergency.

"Okay, pay attention to safety. Where are Zhao Feng and the others?"

"Zhao Feng, Junior Sister Shuo Yue, and Fo Hai left early in the morning. They thought you didn't arrange tasks for them and left after breakfast early in the morning."

Yes, these three are also restless masters.

But now that they are here, it is an experience. They are all ghost hunters in their own right, and they must know the dangers involved.

Wang Qian and the others left, naturally they wanted to gain experience.

In the room, the four masters looked at each other, and Miao Shan said first: "Amitabha, Uncle Tie Chan Master asked me to take good care of Buddha Hai. The poor monk is worried that they will act alone, so he should follow them secretly."

Qin Kun gave him a car key, but Miao Shan looked at Qin Kun with disdain: "Do you think this poor monk can drive?"

"Xu Facheng is just going shopping with you."

Xu Facheng agreed and the two left.

Mo Wuji also felt that it was boring here. He couldn't sit still. Qin Kun gave him another car key: "Nie Huzi will be back in a while. You and Nie Yuxuan will come together."

Mo Wuji took the key and left.

Qin Kun was the only one left in the room.

At this moment, he thought about Bailong Temple again.

If Bailong Temple was summoned by Yuwenke back then...how did he summon it and why...

While meditating, Qin Kun felt uneasy. There was no way to verify this kind of thing.

He felt that at least Yuwenke was not doing it for some quantum experiment.

"You still have to ask the people at Soul Castle."

…

…

Soul Castle, a special experimental base.

Feng Qiang said that wherever there are Soul Castle experimenters, there is Soul Castle.

At this moment, Soul Castle's experimenters were controlled by the Ghost Council, and Qin Kun didn't know where they were being held. He drove on the streets, looking down at Paris, hoping to find some clues on the surface.

But this behavior is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Paris is actually very grand. 400 or 500-year-old buildings are inlaid in this city without any contradiction. With its rich historical heritage, coupled with its developed economy, Paris is well-deserved as one of the famous cities that combines ancient and modern times.

From the suburbs to the city and then to the suburbs, this city is actually not big. It is the same size as a county town, but it is extremely exquisite. It is said that the overall situation is a little worse than London, but Qin Kun thinks it is already very good.

Going straight from the northeast to the southeast, Qin Kun also found a few seemingly special places. There was no special place. When he felt that his idea was a bit naive, he suddenly saw a person.

There was a middle-aged uncle with orange-red hair. He was sitting on a bench in the suburbs and writing something. A football was kicked and hit the uncle on the head. The quill trembled and all the ink stains on his body were covered. Uncle Rubbing his head, he looked around and saw that it was a group of chasing teenagers. They looked at the uncle's playful face, but did not apologize. They took the ball and left.

The uncle shook his head helplessly.

After Qin Kun's eyes came closer, the middle-aged man raised his head: "Do you like to see my jokes?"

The sports car drove away, parked by the lawn, turned off the engine, and rolled down the windows.

"Come up and sit?"

Qin Kun greeted.

The middle-aged uncle came over: "Qin, do you also want to participate in this game?"

"I don't think this is a game. Carter, where is your evil stick pendant?" Qin Kun lit a cigarette and asked.

The middle-aged uncle in front of him is none other than Helaire Carter! The Pope of the Black Soul Cult.

Qin Kun found that this uncle was boring sometimes. He was either encouraging villains to commit crimes or writing fairy tales that no one read. He couldn't figure out what kind of person he was.

Qin Kun saw that Carter did not wear the inverted five-pointed star pendant today, and was a little surprised. Although this old evil villain did not care about the life and death of the Black Soul Cult, he always wore the iconic pendant every time he appeared, but it was missing today.

"Oh, I sent Van Helsing away. He is now the Pope of the Black Soul Religion."

Qin Kun choked on the cigarette, Fan Haixin? The Pope of the Black Soul Religion?

are you crazy? Aren't you afraid that your Black Soul Sect will be disbanded if you pass it on to him?

Carter got into the car, and his quill suddenly ran out of water. He grabbed it at Qin Kun and said, "I'll lend you some ink."

The next moment, a causal thread was pulled out from Qin Kun's body!

Qin Kun was stunned. The dark and stinking line of cause and effect was not his own, but actually came from Ghost Spear Xuanhui! Ghost Spear Xuanhui was pulled out and bitten and refused to let go. Carter's eyes lit up: "What is this?"

He seems to be very interested in the ghost spear Xuanhu.

Qin Kun raised his hand and pinched Carter's wrist: "It's not yours, don't touch it."

Carter laughed and cut off the line of cause and effect. The foul-smelling line of cause and effect penetrated into the quill, and there was an extra black hair at the end.

Only then did Qin Kun see that his quill... were all cut off causal lines?

"Qin, let me show you something fun."

Carter said, excitedly writing down the characteristics of the young football players next to him.

Then, background narrative is added.

'One day, they were playing football, and suddenly hell came and the devil told them that if they didn't kick the penalty kick, they would die.'

The background description of the third-rate fairy tale is very poor, but then the mirage comes!

Several teenagers were chasing football on the lawn. Suddenly, dark clouds gathered around them, and blood oozed from the ground. Their heads rolled down one after another, and blood spurted out from their necks.

The sky and the earth were spinning, and the scenery was terrifying. The boy's head rolled to the ground and screamed loudly, while his body was scurrying around like a headless fly, without balance.

Looking around, in the mirage, apart from Qin Kun and Carter, there was only a young man who was napping on the lawn. He suddenly sat up. The gentle young man looked around speechlessly.

"Sir, what are you going to do this time?"

Carter's assistant An Shibai looked at Carter in the sports car and asked.

"Gatekeeper."

In front of the goal, Anshibai yawned and said to a group of frightened young people: "You guys, take a penalty kick. Whoever kicks in will get his head."

As he spoke, Anshibai took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles.

The frightening incident lasted for 5 minutes before the teenagers stopped screaming.

They found that even with so much blood sprayed from his neck, he seemed to be unable to die.

Seven teenagers, each holding his own head, swayed over and placed them at the penalty spot.

It's just that they have no head, their balance ability is greatly reduced, and there is a goalkeeper on the opposite side... How are they going to get in?

An Shibai moved his body and looked at the group of brats with a sinister smile. Unfortunately, the next moment, a figure appeared 20 meters away. The real football was shot out with a speed that was more ferocious than a cannonball. It carried the explosive gas and went straight to An Shibai. Shi Baimianmen.

The explosive energy swept through, the football turned into a drill, and the terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations turned the football into a real murder weapon. In the mirage, on the lawn, a tornado scraped the ground, lifted up the ground, and hit the goal!

The secret of the Exorcist, the super world wave!

puff! !

Anshibai was suffocated on his back, his nose bleeding a meter away, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

Qin Kun said to the young man standing there stupidly: "Whatever you are doing standing there, just kick it on time!"