Ghost Shelter System

Lu Maozheng clenched his fists, his whole body trembling slightly.

From the time of his death to the time when his tomb was set up and the town was sealed, until now, he has never experienced such humiliation.

A group of ghost generals covered with black energy stood majestically in front of them, looking down at them like mountains, as if they were looking at a clown who could play at will. Lu Maozheng gritted his teeth, resentment and anger filled his chest, his nails continued to grow longer, and his whole person became more and more ferocious.

Snapped

A slap on his face.

A hanged ghost stared at him fiercely: "I asked you to choose one, didn't you hear me?!"

Lu Maozong's lips trembled and he touched the slapped cheek. The slap didn't hurt, and he didn't even feel it at all, but it was a naked humiliation!

A skinned bloody corpse spat grass branches into his face, grabbed his collar, and patted his face: "Deaf?"

"..."

The green-haired man clenched his teeth and remained motionless. He was so rampant just now, and now he didn't even dare to fart. Niu Meng, the leader, was a little impatient. He knocked his head again with the nail-headed pestle in his hand, and said in a muffled voice: "Hurry up. do not waste time."

Qin Kun had already sat back on his chair, holding his cheeks and looking at the scene in front of him, not surprised.

Behind him, Qin Donglei was trembling all over.

Ghost...Ghost General...

The goosebumps on my back stood up straight, spread to my neck, and then spread all over my body. It felt like the hairs all over my body were suddenly exploding!

Eight ghost generals! That's a ghost general!

Ordinary people will be frightened and have nightmares when they are haunted by wild ghosts. If they are haunted by evil ghosts, their energy and blood will definitely be weak, and there may even be a bloody disaster!

Once the evil spirits are provoked, they are all vengeful evil spirits. If you don't ask a master to exorcise evil spirits and suppress them, you may die unexpectedly, become insane, or die on the spot one day.

The yin energy of ghost generals is still higher than that of evil ghosts. The negative and violent energy can be used to create ghosts and attack walls at will. Even the tough-faced people can't stand it, let alone ordinary people.

Compared with the eight ghost generals, Fei Zheng, who had just borrowed the ground to transform evil spirits, was simply insignificant.

Moreover, Qin Donglei discovered that these ghost generals were domineering and a bit outrageous, and seemed to be very similar to Qin Kun.

That provocation, that tone, that look in his eyes, that obviously arrogant and messy attitude, and his bold and arrogant attitude of standing up and "fairly" reasoning with you, is very much like Qin Kun.

Qin Donglei remembered that when he was a child, Qin Kun and his three brothers Qin Ming and Qin Liang would run rampant in the village every New Year. These evil mourners were almost modeled after Qin Kun.

"Kunzi...this...is this the ghost you raised?"

Qin Donglei's expression was already stiff. Qin Kun's strength exceeded his imagination and even shattered his three views. When he worshiped in Taichang Street and accidentally stepped into the path of life and death, he only heard that only a heavenly master could cultivate What a ghost.

Ordinary Taoist priests will be attacked if they raise a ghost if they are not careful. This mysterious and gloomy evil is even more elusive than raising a tiger.

He raised eight of them all at once, but they were all ghost generals?

"Well, sit down, Uncle Donglei. It's just a stiff hair. Even if it turns into a demon and flies into the sky, it can't fly high. Don't prick the paper man. Look at the skin on your arm. It's dripping with blood. It's so ugly."

Qin Donglei felt a little dizzy... He smiled bitterly. He couldn't understand this cousin at all.

Qin Donglei sat next to him in shock, carefully took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed one to Qin Kun. Qin Kun clamped it to his ears with a smile and looked away.

Although Qin Donglei was in a complicated mood now, he felt relieved for some reason. Two of these three hairy zombies had just been swallowed by the python, which was beyond his expectation. Now it seems that even if the python does not appear, Qin Donglei will Kun also has the ability to deal with them.

No wonder Qin Kun didn't panic at all from the beginning.

The green-haired zombie was surrounded by several ghosts, like a helpless child. Their faces were so hateful, but the most hateful thing was that they were afraid.

The murderous spirit and courage were completely destroyed the moment the eight ghosts appeared. Lu Mao's tense face relaxed, his knees moved forward, and he knelt on the ground.

"The little one...dare not..."

A group of ghost generals looked down upon him. Eunuch Chang yawned and said in a strange tone: "Humph, just say you don't dare and let it go? Where was your ability just now?"

Lu Mao Zong's head was lowered, and suddenly a rope was wrapped around his neck. The Hanged Man made a motion to turn on the light, Lu Mao Zong's neck tightened, and he was hung up.

"You... bully others too much..."

Eunuch Chang turned around and smiled at Qin Kun: "Master, the Za family sees that this guy is bound to take revenge. It's best to kill him to avoid future troubles."

The same advice was given as the sentence was pronounced. After hearing this, Lu Mao Zheng suddenly started to struggle.

"How dare you?! How dare you casually wipe out my three hundred years of Taoism? The tyrant will not let you go!"

This kind of green-haired zombie who only dares to talk and takes chances and doesn't even dare to fight has made Gui Cha lose interest.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate and cannot bear the suffering of all sentient beings. It is better to kill this evil creature as soon as possible."

"Master...I am also a Buddhist!"

The green-haired zombie was frightened and anticipated his own outcome, but he still failed to survive. He pinned his last hope on the ghost monk who shone with the Buddha's light.

Monk Shui glanced at him and glared angrily: "Hey! Daring monster, you don't look like a Buddhist. Don't blaspheme Buddhism!"

Monk Shui raised his hand and patted Lu Mao Zong's forehead with his palm.

Lu Maozong lost his vision. In his mind, he saw a bright moon with a Buddha wheel engraved with 'swastika' on it. It was crashing towards him. The moon was getting bigger and bigger. He had no place to run at all. The moment before his consciousness disappeared. , frozen in the scene of the bright moon crashing into it.

Lu Mao's eyes disappeared and he fell to the ground.

The surrounding fog seemed to be drawn away by something, and it quickly dissipated.

Qin Kun discovered that after the fog dissipated, he suddenly heard a sound in his ears. Someone in the village shouted loudly: "There's a call!"

At the door, Qin Ming turned on his flashlight and asked in surprise: "Brother, why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time! Why did Liangzi fainted on the ground? This person...is Daman?"

Qin Ming was stunned. There had just been a power outage. He took a few girls home to gather together, and hurriedly went out to look for Qin Kun and Qin Liang. Unexpectedly, after walking around the village, he found that the two were actually at Uncle Donglei's house.

The fog dissipated, and Qin Liang and Qin Daman were lying on the ground, sleeping soundly.

Qin Kun took off the cigarette from his ear and lit it, smiling at Qin Ming: "Just now Er Ming said it was a ghost attack, and he fainted from fright, and so did Daman."

Qin Kun's poor explanation did not attract Qin Ming's attention. Qin Ming said seriously: "Brother, I'm not joking, there is a ghost! I just saw it..."

Qin Kun and Qin Donglei looked at each other and smiled dumbly: "Er Ming, don't be sensitive, there are no ghosts in this world."

Qin Donglei echoed: "Yes, Er Ming, I've been doing this for so many years, and I've been involved in so many innocent things. There's nothing wrong with you. You're suspicious."

Qin Ming said anxiously: "Brother! I'm serious! We just saw it when we were playing mahjong!"

Qin Kun put his arms around his brother's shoulders, holding the cigarette in his mouth and said: "Okay, okay, I will play a few rounds of mahjong with you later to see if the ghost dares to come. Put Liangzi on your back and go home!"

After waving goodbye to Qin Donglei, Qin Kun dusted off the dirt on his windbreaker and walked away.

Qin Ming had no choice but to carry Qin Liang on his back, muttering in his heart: I'm not the only one who saw it... Why don't you believe me.

"Uncle Donglei, let's go! If you have nothing to do, come to my house and play a few rounds of mahjong."

Qin Donglei smiled crookedly: "Forget it if it's the New Year's Eve. There are taboos in my profession. Have a good New Year."