Ghost Shelter System

"Three mountains and rivers pour towards the Tianmen, souls fly away from the Jiuyin River, evil thoughts turn into the body of a boy, tearing off the traces of cause and effect in the world!"

"Nine Yin Water Ghost!"

The temple turned into a reed marsh, and sampans and broken boats flowed along the river one after another. Everyone found themselves standing on a sampan. Around the reed marsh, countless infants, children, ghosts and corpses scrambled to climb onto Qin Kun's sampan.

"Ghost!!!"

The group of people were extremely frightened. What was going on? How could it be that I suddenly came here.

Qin Kun said with a serious expression: "Five hundred years ago, the Japanese great name Toyotomi Hideyoshi ended the Warring States Period and sent troops to Korea to target the Ming Dynasty. Taoist priest Zhao Wumian went to Korea alone to kill them. This is the reed swamp over there! These The ghosts are transformed from the corpses of Japanese people. How about it, they are more than a hundred times more powerful than your Orain priests!"

When people are in fear, their brains often lose the consciousness of thinking. Scenes that are too realistic and places that are too scary, they just want to go back to the safe place before.

However, where there are farts, there are also thorns.

"No, this body is too small, not a Japanese soldier at all!"

Qin Kun just glanced at it. The water monk hiding behind him moved his spiritual power, and a big wave started beside the sampan, almost knocking the man off.

"The Japanese are just that big. Do you have any objections?"

The man held on to the sampan tightly and did not dare to say anything more.

Qin Kun continued to boast: "Actually, you have all been deceived by O'Lain. Does she think it's a miracle? What does it count, Director Zhao?"

"Yes, yes...Daozhang Zhao, please accept the miracle and let us go back..."

"Yes, Daochang Zhao..."

Zhao Wumian saw Qin Kun's wink and hurriedly withdrew from the mirage.

Everyone who returned to Ranchan Temple looked at Qin Kun and others with different eyes.

This group of people is unpredictable. When I saw it with my own eyes today, I felt that it was even more powerful than the spells of the Orain priests!

Qin Kun put the human skin on Hei Po again and sneered: "After talking about five hundred years ago, I have to mention 400 years ago. 400 years ago, the Qing army entered the pass, Yuan Chonghuan was killed, and Hei Sangu fought alone. Qing Army, what does O'Lain mean compared to her?"

Hei Po was stiff all over, why did it happen to her head again?

Big brother... the head of Qin's family... mother-in-law, please kneel down for you!

I want to live the rest of my life with peace of mind and don’t want to go to jail!

Hei Po's cheek twitched, and she saw Qin Kun patting her shoulder and giving her an encouraging look.

Hei Po was ashamed and whispered: "There are nearly a hundred people in the Qin family, and my mother-in-law's yin energy is not enough to cover them..."

Qin Kun gave you another reassuring look. Hei Po was forced to have no choice but to recite the magic formula.

"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!"

The overwhelming sound filled everyone's eardrums, and the temple instantly transformed into a cemetery 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 whimpering sounds came near and far away, and dozens of "I died so miserably" came one after another from the scarecrow's mouth. The group of people listened with horror.

"What's going on! Where is this?!"

"Help me, let me go back!"

"Goddess, please accept your magical powers..."

Qin Kun said quietly: "This is an ordinary village in the north. It was the autumn harvest at that time. The wheat fields were just right and the grains were full. The pigs raised at home were also very fat. In short, it was another good harvest year..." Qin Kun said sadly, "But, The Jurchen cavalry suddenly entered the pass and attacked this village. The invincible Eight Banners Army was like locusts passing through the border, and the people were in dire straits... Yuan Chonghuan was dead, Wu Sangui surrendered to the enemy, the so-called emperor guarded the country, and the king died in the country. Emperor Chongzhen was unwilling to surrender. Die on the coal mountain..."

Cang Yi's long face twitched, and Old Jin Hu of the funeral parlor trembled. The two looked at each other: "Master Qin's storyteller is so good... I'm almost moved..."

Qin Kun sighed for a long time and found that he could no longer remember the words in the comic strip he had read before. He quickly stopped to exaggerate the atmosphere and said calmly: "Hei Sangu was helpless. At that time, she was only one person to avenge the village and killed nearly ten thousand cavalry. So he retired. What does O'Laine mean compared to Hei Sangu?"

When Hei Po saw the group of people looking at her with reverence, as if they were the savior of the nation, she no longer had the shame to maintain a mirage, so she quickly withdrew.

After today's work, I'm afraid I will be transformed into a witch by the path of life and death. God will not pity me!

The temple has returned to its temple appearance.

Qin Kun said calmly: "So, you still think that O'Lain is here to enlighten you and expand your wisdom? She knows that we have these hermit masters in Wuzhou, and she came to use you to make things difficult for them!!!"

Qin Kun spoke plausibly, but these ordinary people had been fooled into confusion.

Since joining the religion, my faith has gradually become firmer, but now I don't have any faith. After the national righteousness takes root in my heart, my blood quickly spreads throughout my body.

"You mean that European priest is taking advantage of us?"

Qin Kun curled his lips and said, "Those are all people with evil intentions, what do you think?"

10% of people hold a wait-and-see attitude, 80% of people are completely skeptical, and the remaining 10% of people are on the fence and support national justice.

Qin Kun then asked: "You two, tell me what miracle O'Lain has."

The person whose mouth was swollen by Qin Kun said dryly: "She saved my daughter's life!"

Qin Kun slapped his thigh: "Then I have to mention the 30,000 victims saved by Chief Cang during the Taiping Rebellion!"

Cang Yiyi shook his head like a rattle and said loudly: "Master Qin! No! I am a poor man who is self-disciplined and practices the pure method. This matter cannot be discussed!"

Qin Kun looked at the others with regret: "You see, this is a master. You idiots, you know a little bit about it, but you dare to come out and point your fingers? Who gave you the courage to worship foreigners and favor foreigners!!!"

The tiger's roar was deafening and the tiger's power stirred up. The group of ordinary people lowered their heads in shame, as if they had done something wrong and felt a little ashamed.

"Masters, you hide your secrets, we are too ignorant..."

"You shouldn't trust that European woman..."

"Oh, how could this happen?"

"Daozhang Zhao, Sangu Hei...can you accept us?"

"yes!"

A group of people reacted and announced loudly that they would withdraw from the Great Freedom Sect and worship under the gates of Caotou Village and Feishui Mountain.

Hei Po and Zhao Wumian looked at Qin Kun with great embarrassment.

There are rules for inheritance, and this group of people is obviously not suitable to join the path of life and death. They don't know the dangers here, and they don't have the talent to enter.

Qin Kun took care of everything: "Of course! Letting you see the face of an expert today is to give you a chance, but you have to withstand the test."

"We are willing to be tested!"