Ghost Shelter System

Outside the Bone-Destroying Temple, the baby's mother looked at Qin Kun's unsmiling face and did not dare to speak.

They are old acquaintances. She knows Qin Kun's temperament. This man is a suitable friend, provided that he treats you as a friend.

"What just happened..."

"What's wrong with Shoukui?"

Qin Kun didn't need any explanation from the baby's mother, so he got straight to the point.

The baby's mother noticed the cracks and sighed in her heart: "He went to Bai Tu. You know the temper of the Corpse-eating Titan. He likes to challenge the strong."

"When did you go?"

"He was gone the last time I came here."

The timeline of the Ten Dead City is different from reality. Ying's mother couldn't tell when Shou Kui disappeared, and Qin Kun also knew that it was definitely not a short time.

"Where are Malorne and Osaro?"

Malorne is a student of Qin Kun, and Osaro is a tribesman of the Titans and his student. The seven Titans and Malorne have always claimed the Kunlun Tomb as their territory, but after Qin Kun arrived, he could feel that there was no one in the tomb. .

"I don't know even more about this. The only thing I know is that Fayoutan hasn't been here for a long time. But something happened to him in his hometown."

All right.

Qin Kun thought about it, no matter what, Shou Kui must be saved, but now it seems that there is no helper.

Qin Kun turned around and left, and the baby's mother asked, "Where are you going?"

"Turning around Yuanshi Prison."

"Hey! If you want to find Bai Tu, you will be in a very dangerous situation!"

Danger, I have experienced too much.

When it's time to face it, you can't escape it.

Qin Kun disappeared on the street, and all the other hosts in the temple came out.

"He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

"Are you injured?"

"How about I check you over?"

The baby's mother felt a little disgusted when she saw that when Qin Kun launched the attack, this group of people were as afraid as quails to say a word, but now they appeared one by one in an obscene manner.

Not all men are like Qin Kun and Hai Quinn.

However, the baby's mother still smiled sweetly and said: "My charm, he is not willing to hurt me, let's continue."

…

From Genshan Prison to Yuanshi Prison, you must pass through Zhenlei Prison.

Qin Kun walked out of the foggy street and found that there were many more hosts in Zhenlei Prison than in Genshan Prison.

On the road, the strange host looked at Qin Kun, with curiosity or unkindness in his eyes. A passerby came, and he felt strange everywhere, because in this place, strangers may be friends or enemies, and know everyone's information, and even Having a good relationship with everyone is likely to play a key role in future trials.

"Is this guy new here?"

"I'm afraid not. I just saw him coming from Genshan Prison."

"He won't come to join us in such a remote place, right?"

"Who knows."

"Oh, it looks like he went to Yuanshi Prison. Most likely he went to Mu Shen's place to listen to the piano."

The discussion about Qin Kun was just idle chatter, because soon the stranger left the block and disappeared again into the fog on his way to Yuanshi Prison.

At the end of the block, there was only one pair of eyes staring at Qin Kun from beginning to end. It was a man with an iron shell. Qin Kun would definitely recognize him if he saw him. This man was nicknamed Dr. Iron and was a student of Bai Tu.

If we say the most lively place in the City of Ten Deaths, it may be Yuanshi Prison. The streets are lively with all kinds of people, and there are also the long-lost sounds of hawkers and people setting up stalls. There are even restaurants and restaurants on both sides.

A hodgepodge of buildings of various styles are mixed together. Perhaps because of their old age, they seem a bit harmonious.

There are many city guards in Yuanshi Prison, and many hosts are proud to be city guards, especially those who have just been promoted to the Styx level.

They like to find strong people as their backers.

A row of patrolling city guards walked through the streets, and the hosts along the way would give them some bad looks. After all, these people represented the top group of people in the City of Ten Deaths.

It was a pity that Qin Kun was walking in the middle of the road and did not give way.

"Can't you see the road clearly?!"

Qin Kun didn't give in, nor did the patrolling guards. The captain walked up to Qin Kun, but Qin Kun ignored him. Not far away was an altar, with a destitute priest sitting on it, tied by an iron chain, like Watchdog.

Next to the altar is a road leading to a primeval forest.

The only way to visit Baitu’s hometown.

Shirakami Forest!

"What do you want me to ask you? Where are you from?"

Qin Kun pushed away the captain's head, squeezed through the team, and came to the intersection next to the altar.

"You dare to attack the city guard?"

A group of people gathered around, and the surrounding hosts watched the excitement.

Qin Kun ignored them, but it was the chained priest who spoke first.

"It's you?"

The priest was haggard, slovenly and dirty, but his eyes were extremely bright.

He knows this person!

A long time ago, he broke into the Baishen Forest and was trapped. Then a fat man came and rescued him.

The priest is not the host of the City of Ten Deaths. He was exiled here from his hometown by Bai Tu.

He's just a watchdog, nothing more.

Therefore, the priest has always been very interested in people who go to Baitu's hometown to find trouble. The people here are too bloody. Not only are there people looking for trouble, but they are also constantly looking for trouble. He very much looks forward to the day when Tianqi Duwu will be killed by the people who are looking for trouble, so that he can go home.

But the wish has always been frustrated.

He has been here for many years and has seen hundreds of people attacking, but he still failed. But he always had an illusion in his heart that someone would always succeed.

After meeting Qin Kun today, the priest became excited for some reason: "It's you! Sure enough, it's you! Do you still remember me?"

Qin Kun glanced at him, took out a can of Coke from the elastic space, and threw it away.

The last time I saw him, Qin Kun also gave him a can.

The priest laughed and drank heavily.

It's a weird water that tastes bad, but it's exciting enough.

"Are you here to break into the White God Forest?"

The priest's eyes lit up, and the surrounding city guards were shocked when they heard this.

Break into?

Shirakami Forest?

This is a forbidden area!

Many hell-level hosts have died.

Did he break into the White God Forest? ? ?

This kind of courage alone was a special kind of aura, and their eyes became frightened when they looked at Qin Kun. The host who dares to break into the White God Forest doesn't care about the minions of these gods at all.

God is the supreme being in the City of Ten Deaths.

Only the top host can be called a god.

The Twilight God, the Blood God, the Fox God, the Insect Queen, etc. are all hosts of this level. It is said that each host has understood the law of cause and effect and can use the power of cause and effect.

Shirakami is no exception!

The surrounding patrol guards quietly dispersed. Qin Kun ignored him and asked the priest: "Have you seen the fat man who saved me last time?"

The priest smiled sinisterly: "Of course."

Qin Kun didn't need to ask anymore.

At this point, he had determined that Haiquin went in and didn't come out.

Qin Kun was about to go inside, but the priest stopped Qin Kun.

"You want to save him?"

"yes."

"impossible!"

"It's not impossible. He saved me last time too."

"Last time, you were sealed in a spider web that must be passed through, but this time, Bai Tu has laid more spider webs. You don't know which one is real. You don't know which one contains your friends. In the forest now , there are countless cobwebs, and if you look for them one by one, you won’t be able to find them all.”

Qin Kun frowned.

After a while he asked: "How can I find him?"

"Not sure."

Qin Kun felt a little regretful.

If Hyquin was trapped in the line of cause and effect, he was somewhat sure that he could bring him out, but if he couldn't find Hyquin, it would be a different story.

"knew."

Qin Kun didn't waste any more words and went straight in. Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him.

Qin Kun turned his head slightly and pinched his fingers in the air. A piece of bone jade was caught between his fingers.

The priest said nothing and remained obediently guarding the door. Qin Kun played with the bone jade, thoughtfully.

…

The entire forest is quiet, damp and cold, and the unknown birds chirping echo, making the forest even more empty.

The air is not as oppressive and violent as the Ten Death City.

Xixisuosuo.

Qin Kun stepped on the leaves, accompanied by the sound of footsteps around him.

Looking down from the sky, the line of sight cannot penetrate the layers of leaves, as if the inherent laws do not allow this forest to be spied on.

Bai Tu's hometown has an aura of primitive wilderness. Although he has not yet reached the point of slashing and burning and drinking blood, it is not too far off.

The last time he came, Qin Kun learned about the general situation of this place along the way.

The white gods of the past dynasties existed to suppress the demons.

For the people of Baishen, the host of the Ten Death Cities is the demon race. Qin Kun feels that this concept is very similar to some settings in the wilderness, but he also understands it.

Because for our own world, the hosts of the Ten Death Cities are also demons.

In fact, for any host's hometown, the hosts in the Ten Death Cities are all demons.

Their arrival represents destruction and destruction, blood and killing, someone will die, and disaster. It's just that after Bai Tu became stronger, the City of Ten Deaths was connected to his hometown, which was the so-called 'Devil's Gate' opened.

The reason was that Bai Tu couldn't bear the causal thread of the Ten Death Cities and suffered backlash.

In fact, it is the causal line from the Ten Death Cities that connects to Bai Tu’s hometown.

So Bai Tu is also one of the demons.

But his people don't think so. In their hearts, Bai Tu is the supreme white god warrior and their patron saint, and the intruders are the devils.

Thinking about it from another angle, Qin Kun felt that the position in Three Thousand Worlds was quite interesting. In different situations, it could put the cart before the horse.

If I go by my last visit, it was the scene where the demons from the Demon City invaded and were subdued by Shiragami.

Although he really came to visit his friend, Qin Kun might not be so friendly in the eyes of Tianqi Duwu's people.

Along the way, I thought about the nature of the world. From time to time, white god warriors would shoot cold arrows and lay traps.

Qin Kun escaped one by one and did not pursue those ordinary people.

Walking out of the forest, there are tribes.

The mountains here are undulating, the valleys are vast, and smoke is rising from many villages. Although there are demons in the forest, there is also food. In the forest, white-haired warriors kept coming back from hunting with full loads, while some women were gathering and weaving.

The workshop was still producing, and this was an era of manual work. Because the Baishen clan had a special physique and very high manual efficiency. Qin Kun once again saw rattan, turtle shells and other items listed at the entrance of the workshop, and he started to think about buying them.

"Hey, how do you sell this?"

In the nearest village in the forest, Qin Kun picked up a cane. He took advantage of it and it looked scary. It didn't even hurt when he hit someone. It was really a useful tool for teaching his son.

The woman at the door of the workshop was shocked when she saw Qin Kun.

"You...who are you?!"

The language here is similar to that of the City of Ten Deaths. Qin Kun heard the woman's fear and smiled when he heard the words: "A demon disciple from the City of Demons."

"ah--"

The scream attracted the man next to him who had returned from hunting.

When the men heard the sound and came over with weapons in hand, the woman pointed at Qin Kun and said, "He, he is a demon disciple!"

You can tell whether you are a demon or not by looking at your clothes.

This man's clothes are different from theirs, he must be a demon!

"Damn devil, stop!"

Qin Kun scratched his neck: "I didn't move."

"lay down your weapon!"

"This is rattan."

"……who are you?"

"The devil of the devil's city."

"Why don't you look like..."

Qin Kun was speechless: "Young man, don't judge a book by its appearance. I'm here to trouble you Bai Shen this time."

The surrounding White God warriors suddenly burst into laughter.

One sentence actually relaxed the atmosphere around him a lot. Qin Kun was confused, but he didn't pretend to be fierce, so he could only laugh along.

"Who are you lying to..."

"There are demons coming to the Demon City, but you are definitely not..."

"Some demons came here some time ago and killed many people indiscriminately. Do you also kill people?"

Qin Kun seemed to be surrounded by a group of simple and barbaric people chatting. They looked at Qin Kun as if they had seen something rare, and began to ask, tease, and even some boldly ridicule Qin Kun.

In fact, what is the difference between demons who dare not kill people and ordinary people?

Qin Kun found a well-woven wicker chair and sat on it shaking his legs: "You are all really brave. I have a terrible reputation, but you are not afraid. Come on, seeing that you are all warriors, I am also Don’t be cruel, I’m here to exchange some specialties with you this time.”

Qin Kun discharged the contents of the elastic space on a polished bluestone.

Qin Kun had stocked up on a lot of expired food, drinks, sundries, etc. He didn't like to waste and didn't want to throw them away. He was worried about how to deal with them recently, so he simply sent him out to exchange things with them today.

The people of Baishen were dazzled by a lot of things they had never seen before.

"Do you have anything good to exchange for?" Qin Kun asked as if doing business.

"What's this?"

"Bread, food."

"what about this?"

"Compressed biscuits are also edible."

"what about this?"

"The drinks are delicious."

"I want this!"

"This is my bike key... give it back to me!"

…

There are many workshops around, most of which sell weapons and shields for combat, with turtle shells being the most common. The gaps in the turtle shells are filled with strange paints, making them look shiny in a moment. But perhaps turtle shells are the cheapest and are used in exchange. The most people.

"I want bread!"

"I want a drink!"

"Compressed cookies!"

"I want a pump!"

"roll!"

"I want it!"

…

The transaction was completed and the flexible space was filled to the brim. Qin Kun felt a little melancholy looking at so many turtle shells.

But if you take it to Shidong Village and sell it as art, it should be worth more than bread that is about to expire.

After the bartering was completed, Qin Kun left under the welcome of everyone. This place was some distance from Bai Tu's residence, so Qin Kun simply got on his bicycle.

As soon as the bicycle appeared, Qin Kun found that the people around him were kneeling on the ground.

Qin Kun wondered.

Several devout warriors shouted and prostrated themselves: "I've seen the White God's mount!"

It seems that a long time ago, I gave Bai Tu a bicycle.

Qin Kun thought about it and was very speechless. One day, he would be praised by someone for being a bicycle owner. Who would believe him?

After ringing the bell, Qin Kun walked away. People around him didn't dare to get up for a long time.