Ghost Shelter System

Wang Qian felt that he had gone crazy. When Mao Qinkun asked him to jump, he would jump!

It's too late to regret now.

The body was falling rapidly, and the green smoke in front of him quickly flowed to the back.

"Wang Qian!" Suddenly someone called him.

Wang Qian looked back and was shocked: "Master? Why are you here?"

A wretched old man floated in the air, it was Wu Xiong.

"Senior Yang Shen tricked us into jumping from Wuwei Mountain back then. No one dared to dance with him except Uncle Ge from Douzong and that old lunatic from the Pan family. Why did you come here to jump from Sanfen Mountain?" Wu Xiong said sadly.

"Master, I don't want to either!"

Wang Qian smiled bitterly.

"Fortunately, I left an afterimage talisman on you before! Come with me quickly! It's not too late to leave now!" Wu Xiong threw out a floating feather talisman and stuck it on the two of them.

However, the next moment, Wang Qian slapped two Flame Dragon Talisman on Wu Xiong's temple.

The talisman burst, and the flame dragon flew up, biting Wu Xiong.

"Traitor! What are you doing?!!!"

ah--

Wu Xiong let out a shrill scream, his head had been burned by the talisman, and his eyelidless eyes were staring at Wang Qian.

boom--

A thick earthen talisman board hit Wu Xiong's head like a brick, cracking Wu Xiong's head open.

"How can such a blind person dare to pretend to be my master?"

Wang Qian sneered, "My master has wanted to kill me since he was a child. How could he be so kind?"

Ever since he was picked up by his master, Wang Qian had grown up with a life-breaking talisman attached to him. His master would often leave him in the deep mountains and forests and in the lairs of drug lords to train himself. How could he believe that this person was his master? Are you kind enough to persuade yourself to go with him?

The corpse floated in the air and suddenly turned into smoke and dispersed.

It turned out to be false.

Qin Kun's celestial eye technique has been paying attention to Wang Qian and Chu Qianxun. Seeing Wang Qian kill the fake master, Chu Qianxun refined his fake grandfather into lamp oil, and his heart was relieved.

Originally, he thought it was too early to bring Wang Qian and Chu Qianxun to the hell realm for trial, but now it seems that their mental abilities have reached the standard.

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'Ding! The host enters the range and officially activates the ‘Ten Death Seals’

Ten Death Seals

Introduction: The powerful Yin Chao Seal can recruit ghost people and ghost soldiers within the sphere of influence and set up Yin Cao institutions.

Currently, it can be established: spiritual throne (100 merits), official temple (500 merits), incense field (500 merits), candle field (500 merits), livestock stable (800 merits), and school grounds (800 merits).

'Ding! Turn on! The ghost people who have obtained the branding function can activate the magical power: "carrying objects"

'Ding! The host force is generated, Huang Hu (ji, four tones) village’

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Boundless hell, heavy karma and evil karma are just a microcosm of the eighteen levels of punishment and hell everywhere.

No one knows that hell is the world of ghosts.

It is far bigger than the Western Paradise Glazed Realm and the Supreme Thirty-third Heaven!

Huanghu Village.

One of countless.

There are scattered thatched huts and huts, and there are only two acres of farmland in the village, but hundreds of families live there.

Three black shadows fell from the sky and hit the field hard, stirring up a burst of dust.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough - I'm not dead!!"

Wang Qian spat out the dust in his mouth, in disbelief.

Qin Kun rubbed his waist and gasped. It seemed that no matter where he went, he had to fall. People would not be happy if this system did not torture them.

Looking around, it was an ordinary village. They were in a field. The incense ash under their feet buried their ankles. Many eyes were looking at them on the edge of the field.

The village was not big. Qin Kun used his heavenly eye to scan it and found that most of them were wandering ghosts around level 10.

Chu Qianxun also got up in embarrassment. It seemed that after getting to know Qin Kun, she, who was always clean and fashionable, rarely found a time when she was not embarrassed.

However, Chu Qianxun's character would not care about this. He was more curious about his surroundings.

"Where is this?" Chu Qianxun asked.

"Huanghu Village." Qin Kun replied.

He was sure that this was not his first time in the hell realm, but his previous memory only focused on how to use the Mirage Bridge to get here, and he couldn't remember anything else.

"What kind of village is it?"

Qin Kun wrote it on the ground.

Next to him, Wang Qian looked at it and explained: "Oh, Hui! Xiaoergui means, together it is the village of the yellow-haired imp."

The three of them looked towards the edge of the field, and sure enough, there were many little ghost heads standing there. They looked about the same size as the Laughing Ghost. However, most of them were not well-educated and could not hide their dead faces. They stood there with scary faces and watched.

"How did we get here, Qin Kun, you have to explain something, right?"

Wang Gan was puzzled and looked at Qin Kun sideways.

Qin Kun felt his hands were hot, as if they had been burned with an iron, and the urn tattoo on his palms was stained with blood.

"I'll give you two something first, and I'll go up to investigate the situation. I'll tell you later."

Qin Kun's palm touched Wang Qian's belly, and there was a burst of green smoke. Wang Qian felt as if his belly had been burned, and screamed strangely.

It was Chu Qianxun's turn, and Qin Kun placed his handprint on her waist.

Wang Qian screamed "Ouch" and Chu Qianxun screamed "Ahhhh". The two of them were itchy and painful. They screamed one after another, and they also included swear words to greet their relatives. Qin Kun couldn't bear to continue listening, alone. Walk towards the field.

Although there are mostly kiddos in Tianbian, there are also many adults.

A middle-aged man saw Qin Kun walking towards them, stood at the front, and said loudly: "Who are you?"

"I am human!"

What! people?

These ghosts were startled and shrank back one after another.

"I heard that the yang energy in people will disperse our ghost bodies. Why is there anyone here?"

"How is that possible! There can't be anyone in our hell realm!"

"very scary……"

Among the crowd, a respectable old ghost came out: "Don't be afraid, everyone! I know he is Yang! But he is not a monster, we don't have to be afraid of him! No matter how strong the Yang energy is in him, he can't wash away ours!"

This group of ghost people, armed with hoes and shovels, surrounded Qin Kun. Qin Kun raised his hand to stop their discussion.

"I'm here to announce something. This village will be under my control from now on." Qin Kun raised his finger and said in a loud voice.

It was quiet for a while, and then a dark wind began to blow.

"I disagree!"

"I don't agree either!"

"I want someone to go to Fengdu to complain!"

"I'm going to find the Lingguan from the next village to capture him!"

"He must be plotting against our Xiangtian!"

There was another noisy discussion.

Qin Kun couldn't laugh or cry, why am I so greedy for your land that I want to die? Do you want to build a grave for yourself?

"Shut up! You poor guys don't even care about your own virtues?"

Qin Kun's words aroused public anger. Then, with a wave of his hand, seven ghosts appeared in front of him, and the public anger immediately subsided.

There's no way, it's too terrible.

The aura fluctuations on these seven ghosts seem to be stronger than the Lord Lingguan from the next village! !

The leader was a ghost with the head of an ox and a token hanging on his waist. The respected old ghost had sharp eyes and said loudly: "Ling Fengdu?! He is from the Imperial City!!!"

"What? The Imperial City? The Imperial City is beyond the realm of hell! It's impossible to reach a remote place like ours in a few lifetimes!"

"It seems that he really came from the imperial city! The spiritual official from the next village, his token is the 'Order of the Next Day', given by the imperial city hundreds of millions of miles away! And it is exactly the same as this token!"

"What token, let me see it, let me see it!"

"I want to see too……"

The big ghost and the little ghost stopped chattering and stopped playing. Qin Kun winked and the skinned ghost understood. He walked out wearing human skin and cracking melon seeds: "Who among you is the most powerful?"

Among the crowd, a male ghost with a knife walked out.

"You?" asked the Skinner.

The male ghost with the knife was obviously a little confident: "Xue Yue, a certain family, forgot what he did when he was alive. After being fed Meng Po soup, he was sent here. Tian is the head coach of the Huanghu Village team."

The Skinned Ghost heard that he spoke in a refined manner, and it was obvious that he had some ability during his lifetime.

He spat out the melon seed skin: "We have never drank Meng Po soup, and we are from Kuhaha, but it only takes one hand to knock you down. Do you believe it?"

The Skinned Ghost seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a group of onlookers were shocked!

Xue Yue is the most powerful character in their village! Although he is not an official, the spiritual official next door has to call him Coach Xue when he sees him! Xue Yue's sword once killed two invading deserter ghosts. Those two ghosts used to be the subordinates of Hongzhou Corpse King!

Being provoked like this by the skinned ghost, the man named Xue Yue obviously didn't believe it, and there was some anger in his eyes: "I am also good with a knife, don't be arrogant!"

The Skinner didn't argue, and slapped Xue Yue's face with his backhand.

The two met two meters apart when the skinned ghost struck suddenly. Xue Yue was startled and quickly swung his knife to kill him.

But I don't know what happened. The skinned ghost turned his hand and slapped the blade. A huge force came along the blade, paralyzing Xue Yue's tiger's mouth, and the long sword spun around and flew out of his hand.

The next moment, the skinned ghost's fingers were like pliers, pinching Xue Yue's neck.

"Xue Yue, are you convinced?"

Xue Yue couldn't help but struggled for a while, but when he saw that he couldn't break away, he had to sigh: "I'm convinced."

The Skinned Ghost challenged him to establish his authority. After the battle, he naturally did not forget to praise Qin Kun: "This is my master, Mr. Qin Kun. From now on, whatever he says will be whatever he says. Is there anyone who refuses to accept that this village will belong to him from now on?!" "

After the Skinner spoke, he hit the bluestone on the roadside with his palm.

The bluestone shattered in response.

A group of ghosts were as silent as cicadas.

"We obey! From now on, we will just listen to Mr. Qin."

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Qin Kun was quite satisfied when he saw the establishment of authority completed.

The system has said that if you survive here for one more day, you can get 100 merits. However, there are many emergencies and dangers. Qin Kun's memory is now broken, so it is urgent to understand the potential dangers here.

"Xue Yue, find me five villagers with the highest knowledge, eloquence, and qualifications in your village. After ten sticks of incense, meet me at the temple in the west of the village."

The man with the knife saw Qin Kunjun's cold gaze and had to nod respectfully.

After leaving here, Qin Kun headed west.

When he fell down, he discovered that there was a temple in this village.

And every time he looked at this temple, the Ten Death Seals on his palms made hot waves.

It seems like he doesn't like it here.

Walking into the temple, Qin Kun found that the place had been abandoned for a long time and there was no incense. However, it seemed that people were cleaning it frequently, and maybe there were still people living there.

In the main hall of the small temple, there is a broken clay statue that has been broken for who knows how many years. It is a black-faced military attaché, sitting upright, with his tablet in front of him.

‘Gongsun Lingguan Flying Spear’

If Qin Kun's previous history and Chinese studies were correct, the name of this black-faced military attache should be "Gongsun Feipiao". Lingguan is a position, and it is mixed in the name. This kind of title is not uncommon.

Is this the official temple?

In the system, there are underworld institutions that can be established, among which the official temple is one.

Its function is to prepare the right.

With the official temple, the ghost people within the sphere of influence can be organized into various institutions. The implementation of rewards and punishments will not affect cause and effect.

"Brother Kun, where is this place? Who is this Gongsun Lingguan?" The skinned ghost knocked on the statue and touched the beam. Not only him, but a group of ghosts were also curious.

The last time I came out, there were still modern buildings around, and it was very lively playing cards and gambling. Why, in less than half a day, Brother Kun went to the ravine to see the statue of the god?

Qin Kun was about to answer when he found Niu Meng motionless and trembling all over.

"What's wrong?" Qin Kun wondered.

Niu Meng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "You may not believe it when I tell you, but this is Huanghui Village, which belongs to Manshi City. It's my home."

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