Ghost Shelter System

Several fellow Taoists of Life and Death finally heard Qin Kun's purpose and looked at each other.

Fighting?

Can you survive it?

The master black dog of Fuyu Mountain is an honorific title for the path of life and death. Rumor has it that they are all talented people. Although time continues to pass, some legends have been passed down. The previous generation's master black dog singled out the Manchu shaman Saharian and the Japanese The No. 1 Onmyoji, Goryanagawa Valley, became famous in one battle!

They are both from the realm of life and death, so they know how powerful this kind of top-notch ghost hunter is, but the kid in front of them is too young. Since those foreign exorcists came out to challenge the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation, they are by no means a vegetarian. I'm afraid it's not the kind of cat and dog that can wipe out the Spiritual Detection Department in one go.

Most comrades don't mind adding icing on the cake, fighting a winning battle, sharing glory and fame, they will do it, but you have to think carefully about jumping into the fire pit.

"I am willing to accept the assignment!" Chief Yuqing Guancang was the first to express his stance.

Cang Daochang's eyes shone brightly, which made several other colleagues puzzled. Even if Yang Shen had half a friendship with him back then, he would not be so eager to jump into the pit.

Qin Kun made one person for nothing and was in a good mood. Without knowing how many people there were on the other side, the stronger his side was, the better. Moreover, before coming to Wuzhou, Feng Qiang stated that the danger must be completely controlled and ordinary people must not be injured. Case.

The second person to express their stance was the funeral parlor boss Gao and Lao Jin.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, count both of us."

The two retainers were interested in Wang Shouyi's face.

"Amitabha, even poor monks can help."

Monk Huanggu of Kuzhuo Temple spoke up, which was regarded as pure moral help.

The rest, Zhao Wumian, the unlucky man from Feishui Mountain, and Hei Po from Caotou Village did not express their opinions, obviously feeling that it was not worth the risk.

Qin Kun didn't care about the other people's attitudes, and his eyes stopped on Mr. Xun's face.

This person is the key.

Mr. Xun couldn't stand Qin Kun's aggressive gaze. He sighed and said, "Yulongshan will naturally help. But..."

Qin Kun waited for his next words.

Mr. Xun paused, "Although I am the head of Wuzhou Fish House, my descendants have not entered the realm of life and death. I cannot go with you, but I can provide information."

Mr. Xun is naturally worried about his son's safety. Now that his only grandson has become a disabled person, the Xun family business still needs to be passed on. He can wade through troubled waters, but he cannot expose the family.

He has experienced the horrors of martial arts fighting. In the mild cases, he was injured and disabled, in the middle cases, he became an idiot and a cripple, and in the worst cases, his body and soul were destroyed. You have to bear the other party's revenge.

He had lived enough and was not afraid of death. What he was afraid of was those crazy believers taking action against the Xun family.

Qin Kun smiled slightly, and that was what he wanted.

He hasn't discovered Yulongshan's abilities yet, but Yulongshan's ability to find out information is definitely first-rate. Having Wuzhou Yulou here is like having an extra pair of eyes and ears, which is better than letting Mr. Xun be used as cannon fodder. too much.

"Thank you all then."

Qin Kun bowed his hands to several people, and then said to Zhao Wumian of Feishui Mountain and Hei Po of Caotou Village: "You two comrades gave me some thin noodles this time. The one named Qin will keep it in mind. As for the others who didn't come, People, please go back with a message. After this matter is over, Qin Kun from Fuyu Mountain will visit us one by one. Please come back."

The order to expel guests was issued, and Zhao Wumian and Hei Po were stunned. Since you asked us for help, we will not accept your kindness and we have no old friendship with you. We must promise some benefits, right?

It's no good. You think we won't help you. It's as if you don't like us at all by letting us leave this time.

The beatnik Zhao Wumian said: "Junior! How can I, Zhao Wumian, be the one you call around? I don't have any sect etiquette!"

Qin Kun's hand holding the tea cup suddenly tightened, and suddenly he felt a sense of irritability: "Taoist Zhao, so many people have died in the Spiritual Detection Department, I'm here for a normal reason, not to talk to you about etiquette. Go quickly, don’t make everyone unhappy!”

The black woman next to him smiled sinisterly: "Boy Qin, calling you the master is a sign of respect for Mount Fuyu. Do you think the face is given to you? In this way, mother-in-law, I just have time recently, you promise her some useless gold and silver, mother-in-law How about I help you?"

"Mother-in-law?" Qin Kun sneered, "Look in the mirror, I need your little tricks to help? Will you pay me back?"

He refrained from saying anything outrageous because she could come to the dinner to give him face. How dare she talk about money?

"Arrogant!" The black woman's face changed. The old woman's nasolabial folds were already deep, and when she lowered her face, it was so gloomy that water could seep out of it. He stared at Qin Kun's face with his triangular eyes and muttered something.

"If you dare to look down on your mother-in-law, you will eat my grass-headed law!"

"Barren grass and barren tombs create a body, ghosts and ghosts' white bones fly into the dust, five-yin thorn grass generates phosphorus fire, how dare a widow be left in a wild grave!"

Hei Po recited the mantra, and suddenly her face was split into six parts. The melancholy sound poured into everyone's eardrums, and the private room instantly transformed into a graveyard overgrown with grass.

On each grave, there is a straw man, like a scarecrow in a wheat field, stained with blood, with white bones as the base and straw as the body. There is a piece of paper on the face, with a blood-red sad expression, and it rushes towards the grave with teeth and claws.

The whining sounds came and went, and dozens of "I died so miserably" came one after another, emanating from the scarecrow's mouth. Ordinary people would definitely feel horrified when they heard this.

Mr. Xun, the two Fengdu disciples, Cang Daizhang, and Monk Huanggu were alert to the fact that the old woman's magic was so profound that she could pull everyone into the mirage in an instant, and her mental strength was so strong that it was a mess!

Zhao Wumian from Feishui Mountain praised: "Hei Po's Tombstone Ghost Grass Order is really powerful! Junior, I will teach you a lesson today. This is what will happen if you look down on your senior!"

Zhao Wumian watched with cold eyes. Several others wanted to help, but due to the rules of the fight, they could not step forward.

Since Hei Po takes the initiative, it means inviting a fight to Qin Kun. If she intervenes in vain, she will create a grudge with Caotou Village. The most grievances in the world are locals from Wuzhou who work for a living. It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies.

No one helped, and Qin Kun didn't care.

Standing there, the cold wind blew in my face, making me feel a little cold.

I couldn't help but yawn. I have encountered this kind of Taoist technique countless times in the City of Ten Deaths. It is much more bluffing than this. Is this a fighting technique?

Hey, it's a small trick.

"Where's the skinning!!!"

The other party wants to provoke, whether it is to prove her strength or to teach herself a lesson, Qin Kun feels that this black woman is not qualified enough to fight against him.

In the cold wind, there was a loud shout, and a bloody corpse appeared behind him.

The bloody corpse, with strong Yin energy and covered in human skin, appeared at first sight. Cang Daizhang and Monk Huanggu paused in shock and shouted: "What's so evil?!"

The evil wind poured into everyone, and the skinned ghost energy was too strong. In this kind of mirage world, there was no need to cover up, it was released directly. The ghost general level spiritual power fluctuated and solidified into an entity. He was cracking melon seeds and looking at them. Scarecrows surrounding the cemetery.

"Master, who is doing the trick in this class?"

Since Skinning was promoted to Ghost General, the parasitic ghost technique has gone a step further. Originally, he died by skinning day lilies, and the grass stuffed in his body has turned into a cloud. I don't know how many levels higher than these scarecrows. When he saw that there were scarecrows all around him, he felt happy. This was his natural home field.

Qin Kun doesn't have much time now and is too lazy to chat with Peipi: "I'll get rid of these things as soon as I have something to do."

"okay."

Peeling grinned and noticed that the scent of an old woman not far away was very similar to the scent of these scarecrows, so he cleared his throat.

"Everyone kneel down."

Plop

Dozens of scarecrows knelt on the ground one after another, as if worshiping. As they knelt down, the old woman suddenly spit out blood and fainted on the ground.