Ghost Shelter System

A fierce ghost is coming. To put it bluntly, it is a ghost!

The ferocious ghost takes over, squeezing the host's mind, which is extremely dangerous, and there is a danger of mental breakdown at every turn! After the fierce ghost takes over, his body is neither yin nor yang, and his mental energy surges. Although there is a possibility of collapse, his combat power will increase several times compared to the previous one.

This is a war-fighting Taoist technique. To put it more simply, it is very similar to the fox fairy upper body or Wong Tai Sin upper body in the old village in the mountains!

Niu Meng is a ghost soldier of the Yin Cao. He stays in the Yin Cao all year round and is full of power that scares all ghosts. To ghosts, that kind of power is murderous!

Qin Kun's body was blurred for a moment, and a desolate cow cry came out!

His figure quickly grew taller, with horns growing on his head and a tail trailing behind him, and his already chiseled face became even more resolute!

Qin Kun was breathing heavily, with iron chains growing out of his body. He had already put away his karma-snatching knife. He held the powerful nail-headed pestle in his hand and stared at the missionary opposite.

The people around him, including the Styx-level hosts including the Golden King and the one-eyed man Soul-Eating Demon, were all shocked.

Qin Kun's aura just now was too desolate, spreading into the air with deathly silence, as if he was walking past a pale demon lord. How could a rookie who had just entered the City of Ten Deaths exude such a pure and heart-stopping aura? !

Missionary Thiatis was trembling all over. His fingers were trembling and he pointed at Qin Kun: "Lu, Lucifer!!!"

The devil's horns, the fallen iron chain, the tail of sin, and the bloody weapon in his hand!

Is he the devil - Lucifer? !

Qin Kun opened his eyes. There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and they were all blood red. The bull's eye could see through yin and yang, and the celestial eye could see the world. Since Niu Meng awakened the celestial eye on the human skin campus of Nanzong Taoism, the power has become even better.

The big copper bell-like eyes looked at the missionary indifferently. With a rough breath in his nose, Qin Kun said lightly: "I don't want to play with you anymore."

Thiatis was furious: "You are a devil! Your sins will be forgiven! You will be imprisoned by the stars, judged by the holy light, and ruled by thunder! You..."

In the middle of Thiatis' words, he stopped abruptly. A sharp iron pestle penetrated his mouth and penetrated from the back of his head.

"You already said I'm a devil, why bother talking so much?"

Qin Kun pulled out the nail-headed pestle, and everyone around him fell silent.

The one-eyed man, the man nicknamed the 'Soul-Eating Demon', still didn't believe it: "Thiatis... is actually dead? The fierce ghost didn't even use it when he was there, was he killed instantly?"

In addition to the soul-eating demon, several other unknown Styx-level hosts also didn't believe it.

They couldn't imagine that the battle ended so unexpectedly.

The Golden King opened his mouth slightly and looked at Qin Kun suspiciously. During the ten days of special training for Qin Kun, even if Qin Kun used Fierce Ghost to come, he was not so oppressive. This kind of oppression was not even possible for him now. Some palpitations...

However, no matter how disbelieving the people around him were, Thiatis was dead after all.

"The winner, Qin Kun! Received a reward of 100 merits and 2 drops of yin plasma. The owner of the contract, Naland Robert, received a reward of 1,000 merits and 1 drop of yin plasma."

With a 'ding' sound, a prompt popped up in the Fierce Ghost Containment System.

‘Congratulations on opening the [Ten Death Cities Redemption Function]’

‘Tip: The exchange in the Ten Death City is different from the Fierce Ghost Mall. Fierce ghosts can purchase equipment, props, skills, and elixirs; the exchange in the Ten Death City can exchange for physical fitness, upgraded skills, ghost awakening, and host resurrection’

‘Tip: You have won a victory and can leave the City of Ten Deaths at any time’

On the PK stage, missionary Thiatis was lying on the ground with his eyes blank, obviously dead. Qin Kun's figure gradually blurred, and then separated from Niu Meng and returned to his original state.

"vomit--"

After killing someone and poking out the brains, Qin Kun retched when he looked at Thiatis' death, feeling very uncomfortable in his stomach.

If it weren't for the presence of a fierce ghost and the intimidation of Niu Meng to frighten his own weakness, Qin Kun would probably not kill others even if he was killed.

After Qin Kun finished vomiting, he found that everyone around him was looking at him with interest. He wiped the corners of his mouth, came to the side of the Golden King with difficulty, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Robert, you are nothing."

Regardless of whether it was to survive or not, Qin Kun still killed someone. He killed a foreign magician who didn't know where his home was, how much his monthly income was, or whether he had relatives or friends. And it was unclear whether it was reality or not in a city like the Ten Deaths. It was a false place, but Qin Kun felt uncomfortable.

Forced to live according to the survival rules of the jungle, Qin Kun found that it was best for him to be a little gangster who only knew how to fight, and could never do anything ruthless or cruel.

The Golden King laughed loudly.

1,000 points of merit, 1 drop of Yin Cao plasma, no matter how you say it, it is a worthwhile deal.

"Swear me as much as you like, Qin, remember to win next time!" The Golden King kissed Qin Kun on the forehead nervously, obviously very happy.

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After exiting the [Fierce Ghost PK Station], Qin Kun found that he was still sitting on his sofa at home. It was now 1 o'clock in the morning. He had stayed in the City of Ten Deaths for 10 days, but only one second had passed in reality.

Mentally exhausted and physically empty, Qin Kun gasped for air.

In the City God's Order, several ghosts such as the Headless Ghost and the Skinned Ghost came out one after another.

Qin Kun did not expose these ghosts in front of the Golden King, which was his trump card, but they also knew what trouble Qin Kun encountered.

"Brother Kun...are you okay?"

The Skinned Ghost noticed that Qin Kun was not in a high mood and asked with concern.

They knew that Qin Kun was involved in a life and death battle. Now that they could see Qin Kun, he must have won the life and death battle. However, Qin Kun's mood was very strange. If you think about it carefully, you would know why.

"I'm going to take a shower..."

Qin Kun left the ghosts behind, put on his clothes, turned on the cold water, stood under the shower, and let the cold water pour over his head, not wanting to think about anything.

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For several days, Qin Kun was in a daze.

Funeral Home Office.

Director Wang was holding the tea cup and found Qin Kun playing Minesweeper listlessly. He coughed and said, "Xiao Qin, is there something wrong at home? As your leader and your elder, I think I need to care about you."

In the past few days, Qin Kun has been working like a zombie, going to work, getting off work, eating, three o'clock and one line, the same machinery, and less idle, as if he has lost his soul.

Curator Wang and Uncle Qu secretly discussed whether Qin Kun was broken up in love. After pondering for several days, they finally sent Curator Wang to find out.

Regarding Director Wang's concern, Qin Kun could personally understand that although this leader of the funeral home was somewhat mysterious and liked to tell lies and empty words, in terms of personal ethics, he was not guilty.

To put it bluntly, this is a good guy.

So regarding Director Wang's concern, Qin Kun just said casually: "Don't worry, Old Wang, everything is fine at home. It's my business. In fact, I'm fine myself... Well, I can't tell clearly, so don't ask. "

Director Wang felt a secret in his heart: Sure enough, this boy is lovelorn!

Didn't he see Chu Laoxian's granddaughter flirting with him a few days ago? Curator Wang was surprised: Young people nowadays like the new and dislike the old too often. Could it be that Chu Laoxian's granddaughter... has moved on and is in love with someone else?

Thinking of this, Director Wang pretended to be deep in thought, patted Qin Kun on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Alas! We are all people who have been here before, I understand you!"

Qin Kun was clearing mines when suddenly, thunder exploded.

Qin Kun was confused.

"You...understand me?" Qin Kun opened his mouth slightly and looked at Director Wang in disbelief.

Curator Wang nodded solemnly, his eyes sighing: "I was just like you back then, and I was frustrated by some things that couldn't be sorted out and messed up, until I met your aunt. Xiao Qin, please come out early! The family members of the deceased who were cremated today have another meeting. I’m complaining about you. Your application of blush on the old man’s face has caused a huge drop in the service level of our funeral home. If this continues, there will be no results next month..."

Lao Wang is worthy of being a leader, and he will never leave his profession in three words. While Qin Kun was speechless, he felt that Lao Wang seemed to have misunderstood something.

Qin Kun said without blushing, "That blush was painted by Jiang Yang. In fact, it's him who made the mistake these days. As a master, I have to take the blame for the newcomer."

Lao Wang uttered a question, and then pretended to think deeply: "That's true! His performance bonus will be gone next month."

In the corridor, Jiang Yang, who had just walked past the window of Qin Kun's office, staggered on his feet. He stood outside the window and listened to Qin Kun shamelessly put the blame on his head. He became furious: "Director! That was not my painting! The appearance of the deceased these days has been painted by Qin Kun!"

Curator Wang turned his head and said calmly: "I still trust Xiao Qin's professionalism and character. Xiao Jiang, write a 2,000-word review tomorrow and apologize to the family of the deceased immediately."

Jiang Yang, who was new to the world, felt the malice and shady nature of society for the first time since he went south, and he still heard the sound of heartbreak.

It turns out that the leader's method of winning over old employees...is indeed to suppress newcomers...it has never changed...

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