Ghost Shelter System

Behind Maoshan Mountain.

On the third day, the first wave of fluctuation appeared.

In the old locust tree in the back mountain, a soul suddenly burst out of his body. As soon as it appeared, it burrowed into his body. That was a disciple of Baimu Temple along the coast.

Master Wuliu of Baimu Temple sighed in his heart when he saw his beloved disciple waking up. He would not think that his disciple had returned from thirteen stations, and he might have been eliminated.

"Master!"

The disciple's soul was unstable. Seeing that he had returned to the Yang world in vain, his emotions broke down and he burst into tears.

Master Wuliu pressed his thumb on the back of his disciple's neck, exerting slight force, and the disciple fainted. He blushed and bowed: "Comrades, this is a joke."

The seniors of the sects in Maoshan, Fuyushan and Jiudi did not have any intention of ridiculing, and the same goes for other sects.

This time, Maoshan opened the gate of ghosts and walked through the underworld. He walked through thirteen stations and caught the ghost king.

It's pretty good to come out alive.

When everyone dispersed, Chao Laodao from Fengdu Temple caught up with Ge Zhan, wiped Ge Zhan's saliva with a linen cloth, and said curiously: "Old man, it's been three days, and you're not in a hurry? I heard that your little dragon has wings. Wei Feng, are you not afraid of damage when you go to the Eighteen Prisons this time?"

Chao Zhen wiped Ge Zhan's mouth like a watermelon. Ge Zhan snatched the linen cloth angrily and said angrily: "Can you care? Chao Laomo, you have half your foot in the coffin, and Feng Du Guan is only a true legend." , is this urgent?"

Chao Laodao snorted coldly: "A poor Taoist should not be in a hurry. Wuji is a genius. The more he is in such a place, the stronger he is. I, Fengdu, understand the secret technique. Can you ordinary people understand it?"

An old man with missing teeth appeared and smiled: "Do you believe that you are evil? I am afraid that the Eighteen Prisons are the most inhumane. If your little devil is infected with some violence, there is no guarantee that something will happen."

Chao Zhen glared: "You old man, your family is really good at Zhao Feng?"

The toothless old man was Tai Sui of Yulong. He laughed when he heard this and said, "I don't know if I am good or not. I think Feng'er is top-notch when it comes to life-saving skills."

Bickering is actually a way to relieve stress.

Centenarians communicating in this way means they know what they are talking about.

But no matter how many things happen, we are afraid of things happening. This time we came here to help our disciples gain knowledge. If something goes wrong, no one would feel comfortable.

A Taoist priest dressed like a rich man appeared with a smile. He held his belly and raised his hands to several people: "Don't worry, everyone, you will die if you don't deserve it. Those who are not good at it will always find opportunities to get out of trouble. As long as they don't Taking the initiative to seek death, there is actually no danger in wandering."

The person who spoke was none other than Tong Shopkeeper, one of Maoshan's Three Mysterious Swords.

This Taoist priest who manages Maoshan's industry was born in and out of the world. He has first-class methods and Taoist skills. In terms of seniority, he is actually half a generation younger than several others. Fang Yantian, who once fought against Yang Shen, is very different in age from them and is also a teacher. Also brother. After Fang Yantian's death, Maoshan had been practicing hard in isolation for the past few years. He heard that their Sanxuan Sword was also among the first-class, but when they saw him holding the ceremony of his peers, the others curled their lips and disdained to talk.

Shopkeeper Tong was confused when he saw several people quarreling and suddenly dispersed. The two senior brothers also held the courtesy ceremony. These people were willing to communicate. Why couldn't they do it when it was their turn?

Behind him, senior brother Zhui Lei Zhenren appeared and patted his junior brother on the shoulder: "Junior brother, these old guys have become famous very early, so they should be a little arrogant. In addition, you have been taking care of the sect's property all year round, and the smell of copper on your body is too strong. So I don’t want to pay attention to you.”

The copper shopkeeper was angry.

What else could he say?

Behind the two of them, Master Pingfeng Zhenren appeared and consoled him: "Junior brother, don't be angry. The dispute in the world is just a battle of face, and it is unethical. What we are waiting for is Dharma inheritance, that's all."

Master Zhui Lei nodded, Xu Facheng was the hope of Maoshan's generation. As the influence of the sect declined, they must have a representative to prove that the ancestral court of the Tao of Life and Death was still Maoshan.

But having said that, Master Zhui Lei thought about it: "What should I do with the black dog in Fuyu Mountain?"

Compared to Maoshan, Fuyu Mountain is an embarrassing existence. The master's gate is right next to Maoshan, but no one comes here. Therefore, compared to Fuyu Mountain, Maoshan is also a little embarrassed. The inheritance of a peer peak is almost on par with his own. Doesn't this prove that there is no one in his sect?

Especially the black dog that has been passed down for a long time in Fuyu Mountain. I heard that Taoism was taught by heaven, and the tattoos of black dogs in the past were also recorded in Maoshan classics. They all thought it was nonsense.

Can a tattoo represent a generational inheritance? No one will believe it.

However, the strength of the Black Dogs of Fuyu Mountain cannot be underestimated.

Master Pingfeng Zhenren thought for a moment and said: "Actually, we both belong to the path of life and death, so we can't be stingy. However, Taiyi Jiulian is really dangerous, and it can easily lead to mental disorder. If people with bad intentions and weak wills practice it, it will be extremely harmful. . You really have to be careful with that little guy."

Mount Fuyu is said to have obtained six volumes of the Heavenly Book, but it is actually seven volumes. Although they don't know when the "Lin" scroll was introduced to Fuyu Mountain, they can be sure that the people in Fuyu Mountain also know how to "Taiyi Jiulian".

Master Zhui Lei had a hot temper, cursed something shameful, and then said: "Master, I think that little guy will become obsessed with things like Yang Shen in the future."

"Isn't that a good thing for us?" Shopkeeper Tong asked doubtfully.

Master Pingfeng smiled bitterly: "Not only is it not, but it is a disaster in the realm of life and death. When that day comes... I can't imagine it."

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Sometimes, some people always look far ahead and worry about what may happen in the future.

But now, in the Eighteen Prisons, Qin Kun only focused on what was in front of him.

There was a village in front of them. It was obvious that the village was in a rough state. Five teams of people escorted thousands of imps to the foot of the mountain to be tortured.

This is the tacit understanding reached by the ghost village and the ghost soldiers.

Qin Kun's ghost mission was released, to find out the safety of the surrounding area, and began to discuss a plan.

"Brother Kun, what's the deal with this? Can't we just go in and kill them all?" The skinned ghost held a grass branch in his mouth, eager to try.

The ghost village is not even a city. This is what they did when Qin Kun was asleep.

Qin Kun said contemptuously: "You know nothing. In the city you robbed, the ghost people were extremely comfortable. This is a prison where they are tortured every day. Who can survive, who is not a big ghost among his peers?"

The skinned ghost was a little depressed after being sprayed. Monk Shui comforted him: "Amitabha, skinned ghost, this place is really different from the place we went to. The poor monk's Dharmakaya eyes can't sense reality. I'm afraid it's just like Brother Kun said, this is not a good place. .”

There are those who lead the battle and those who lead the sneak attacks. The prerequisite is that they have to sneak in.

If they enter from the outside, they will definitely alert the ghost generals who protect the village. If they are surrounded, Qin Kun has no chance of massacre.

Moreover, I heard from the information given by Rakshasa that the villages often exchange news with each other. In other words, there may be reinforcements.

After discussing it, the Wedding Dress Ghost suggested: "Master, why not send some people to the stronghold to attract attention, and then sneak in from the side."

This suggestion was good, and Qin Kun's eyes immediately focused on Xu Tao.

Xu Tao rubbed his crotch, blinked and said, "It's not impossible! But I can't go alone!"

The Wedding Dressed Ghost smiled: "Don't worry, I'll accompany you. Yaoyao, Eunuch Chang, Old Tea Fairy, Stone Snake Girl, Xiaomian, Xiaoliu, Jinyi Old Ghost, Wang Laocai, will follow us."

so much?

Qin Kun was a little worried. Except for the ghost ghost, almost all other ghosts were on duty.

If all of them were caught in one fell swoop, my heart would bleed, Master.

"Does it fit?"

"I don't know. Anyway, if there are enough of us, we will attract their attention." The Wedding Dress Ghost said firmly.