Ghost Shelter System

The sculptures in the collection hall are gone, and so is the collection hall.

The surrounding scenery changes seemingly in an instant.

"Dad! The story has turned the page!"

A child exclaimed. In the book of stories that could not be opened in his hand, the original text faded away and turned into a blank sheet of paper. Now it was turned to the next page.

The text on this page is still incomprehensible, but the surroundings are intertwined into a strange scene.

The sky is covered with stars.

The land is scattered with buildings.

Along the river, the lights are bright.

The hot and humid wind blew from upstream, giving the night scene here a dazzling coat. Some people in the crowd were surprised.

"Nile? Cairo?!"

Apparently, some people have been to Cairo.

The crowd started talking.

"There's something wrong, there's something wrong with this weird book!"

"Is this a fairy tale? This is a myth!"

"No...we can't arrive in Cairo in an instant. I need to call to confirm!"

More than 200 people rioted, but to no avail.

While at Sion Manor, someone tried to make a phone call, but there was no signal and the time on the phone stopped changing.

Everyone finally lost their sense of novelty and became serious.

The only thing that hasn't changed is probably the children.

"uncle……"

Behind Qin Kun, a little boy with brown hair was grabbing his shirt.

"uh-huh?"

Qin Kun touched the little boy's head. Although the 5 or 6-year-old boy was a bear, his shy smile would always make people like him from the bottom of his heart.

"Is this really a fairy tale world?"

His bright eyes looked at Qin Kun expectantly.

Qin Kun didn't understand what the little boy wanted to ask. Maybe he didn't express it clearly, or he didn't understand it thoroughly. How could this be a fairy tale world?

However, Qin Kun still considered it and replied: "Well... of course. Otherwise, how could you go from Copenhagen to the manor in one moment, and then from the manor to here in the next moment."

The little boy ran away happily and said to his new friend: "That's great! That Eastern uncle said this is really a fairy tale world!"

Children are always carefree. They don't have as many worries as adults, and they don't understand the dangers of the world. In short, being able to have a wonderful trip is enough for their childhood.

"Really?! Oh my god...I've always dreamed of entering a fairy tale world!"

The friends gathered around and started cheering.

A frowning adult next to him whispered: "Cute little guys, I think you are happy too early. This place is full of weird mysteries."

Adults are obviously more mentally mature than children, and doubt is a basic sign of fading innocence.

The people looked around suspiciously.

They don't believe that this is a good place, they are full of uneasiness about the unknown, and they can't get through the phone calls that can give them a sense of security. This is very bad.

Some people began to surround Hazlitt and Van Helsing, asking them to give a reasonable explanation.

Hazlitt was the leader of Sion Manor and had prestige in the hearts of the adults, but he still fell into grief and could not extricate himself. He squatted on the ground and said nothing, while Van Helsing looked at everyone gently, not wanting to say a word. .

Magic Lisa said: "Everyone, I swear in the name of God that you will not be harmed."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rumble in the sky in the distance.

A dozen black cloud vortices appeared in the sky, and some black shadows fell like dumplings.

Right above them, there is one!

The black shadow directly above fell suddenly, disappeared in mid-air, and reappeared, already beside everyone.

The man was carrying a black iron lantern and was covered in black robes.

"Damn...where is it again this time?"

The man in black robe turned his head and found that there were many weak guys gathered around him. Green flames emerged from his facial features, and everyone realized that it was a skull!

"grim Reaper?!"

A few timid parents rolled their eyes and fainted.

Other parents, as if facing a powerful enemy, would run away with their children in their arms.

grim Reaper?

Van Helsing stood in front of the other parents and looked at the monster: "Who are you?"

The monster grinned ferociously, suddenly opened its mouth, and sprayed out bright green flames towards Van Helsing, but there was a big hand on its head, holding the top of his head down.

The flame got stuck halfway through the spray, and the monster seemed to be choked. He turned his head angrily, and what greeted him was an iron fist as big as a sandbag.

boom--

The fist was so hard that the monster felt as if he had been hit by a hammer. His cheek was shattered and his skull was cracked. It turned out to be a mask.

"Who are you?"

The monster ignored Van Helsing, but asked harsh questions to his attacker.

"Genshan Prison, Kunlun Demon."

The punch just now was delivered by Qin Kun, and it was for nothing else. He knew this person.

‘Soul Shepherd’ Gurius.

So Qin Kun used the language of the Ten Death Cities when he answered.

"Genshan Prison?"

Gu Liusi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the green flames in the iron lamp wrapped around his arms and upper body, but Qin Kun said: "I'll give you ten more to leave, or I'll be really rude."

Infused with explosive energy, Qin Kun raised his foot, and the iron lamp was instantly kicked into scrap without any hesitation.

Gurius screamed, and seemed to have a strange connection with the iron lamp. Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the flames all over his body turned into bright green and flew away, leaving only the empty black robe on the spot.

In an instant, Gurius fled.

Fan Helsing was startled: What a terrifying explosive power!

While he was still accumulating strength, Qin Kun simply eliminated the opponent. What kind of strength is this?

He could still understand Qin Kun's strength in Nanhai, but now, how long has passed, he can't understand Qin Kun anymore.

"Come back, everyone. You're running around like headless chickens. It's better to stay here and be safe."

Qin Kun's voice was more infectious than Magic Lisa's, and Yang Qi rippled out for a while. The crowd that had been panicked just now suddenly stopped and looked around.

"It's...Uncle Dongfang!"

"It's so awesome, I just saw him beating that god of death!"

"That's cool! Better than my dad!"

The adults were still watching, but the children couldn't contain their excitement and gathered around. Looking at Qin Kun, he looked like a hero.

The weaker the person, the more they like to stay in a safe place. Children are the weakest among this group of people, so they naturally want to stay with Qin Kun.

After the children gathered around, the parents had no choice but to follow.

"Uncle, you are so powerful. Are you a superhero?"

The children looked at Qin Kun expectantly. Qin Kun put on a very cool pose and smiled: "Yes, I am a superhero... You can call me... Satan Hunter!"

The limelight was suddenly stolen by Qin Kun. This shameless guy even made up such a funny self-proclaimed name as Satan Hunter. What the hell is he doing! This is Carter’s made-up career!

The wandering knight Sisi Fry frowned and suddenly chuckled, watching the fleeing crowd slowly return. This was a good thing.

"Satan Hunter? This story collection is "The Lost Satan Hunter". Could it be..."

Some adults who were frightened by the reality began to wonder about Qin Kun's identity.

Qin Kun followed suit and said, "Yes, it's about us."

This answer sounded unreliable. The adults didn't believe Qin Kun's words at all. Even the adult who asked the question innocently was upset about why he asked such a stupid question.

But children are different.

Superhero! Satan hunter!

Oh my God! So cool!

For children with too little vocabulary, their flattering words of praise are a bit monotonous, but they make no secret of their inner fanatical admiration.

They rushed to send their compliments to Qin Kun. Qin Kun burst out laughing. It was difficult for these shy children to praise him so much.

"Alright little guys, to tell you the truth, this time we entered the fairy tale world specifically to fight various demons. Only if we defeat them can we get out!"

Qin Kun started to speak with a serious expression, but the children were convinced that the adults could only serve as background.

"Uncle, are there many demons?"

"I don't know!"

"Uncle, how should we defeat them?"

"As long as you believe in me, you can give me strength!"

"Uncle, we must believe you!"

"But are you alone, will you be in danger?"

"Hahahaha, there are four more awesome uncles like me!"

Qin Kun captured Van Helsing, Menoetius, Lancelot, and Hazlitt. Hazlitt was still squatting on the ground in grief. Qin Kun kicked him on the buttocks. He suddenly stood up and asked for help. He cursed and was stopped by Magic Lisa.

Qin Kun pointed at a few people and introduced them solemnly: "I am Uncle Dongfang, this is Uncle Night Demon, this is Uncle Titan, this is Uncle Knight, and this is Uncle Heizi. Not only that, but also Aunt Saint , and Wandering Grandpa.”

"But their names are not cool at all, not like superheroes..." one child said weakly.

Magic Lisa was originally stopping Hazlit, but when she suddenly heard the word aunt, the corner of her mouth twitched, and her whole body's spiritual power fluctuated extremely erratically.

Hazlitt comforted him in turn: "Marissa, don't be angry with this guy, a rough guy... a rough guy..."

The wandering knight Sissyfri didn't care, and laughed when he heard this.

"Uncle, your hero title is not cool either...why not change it to another one?"

"Yes, Uncle Dongfang...what a strange name. Why do you call it this name?"

In the hearts of the children, this title did not match the image of the God of Death who had just been defeated with one punch.

He should be called Uncle Violent Velociraptor, or Uncle Iron Fist.

Qin Kun lit a cigarette and suddenly looked at the stars with a sigh on his face: "Because, I alone can represent all the Satan hunters in the East."