Ghost Shelter System

2nd floor, safe.

1st floor, safe.

Walking in the darkness, wherever Qin Kun passed, blood hit his face.

Qin Kun's heart began to twitch from the moment he saw the corpse.

He is an embalmer who faces corpses every day, but he is never indifferent to life and death. These are a group of living people who died today for no reason and without any warning.

Is this a blood sacrifice?

This is a sin!

In the basement, the place with the heaviest yin energy, corpses were strewn all over the floor.

Neptune Club is a place for entertainment and leisure. The upper floor is the adult area and the basement is the children's area.

When Qin Kun saw the body of the first child, he couldn't control his emotions.

A cute girl aged 3 or 4 had an iron nail driven into both eye sockets, passed through the back of her head, and was nailed to the wall.

In the entire corridor, a row of child corpses were nailed to the wall. Looking at it, the methods were so cruel that it was difficult to look straight at them! !

The children were both boys and girls, big and small. Without exception, their little hearts were dug out, and their chests were covered with blood marks like an inverted pentagram scratched by a sharp weapon.

Qin Kun stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to pull out the nails, but he didn't dare to touch them.

On the ground, the shocking blood gathered into two lines of words.

‘Blood for blood! Tooth for tooth! ’

Out of control, Qin Kun completely lost control.

"Who the hell did this! I'm going to kill you!!!"

"I'm going to kill you!!! Kill you!!!"

"I fucked your ancestor! Who did this? I'm going to kill you!!!"

The heart-rending roar was like a violent beast.

Qin Kun's emotions were out of control, completely out of control, and the roar came loudly from the basement and reached the ears of everyone nearby.

The four of them, Nie Yuxuan, Wang Qian, Chu Qianxun, and Ying Fengyao, were fighting desperately with the Black Soul Sect. When they suddenly heard Qin Kun's roar, the anger contained in the voice could no longer be described in words.

Steam room on the 2nd floor.

Li Chong, who was slightly unconscious, was taking a nap when he was awakened by Qin Kun's roar. He smiled tiredly: "What the fuck, I want to kill someone too..."

Outside the five-star blood formation, Jing Sansheng's ears moved and he vaguely heard Qin Kun's voice.

"He's angry." Jing Sansheng took a deep breath, "What is there in there that can make him so angry?"

Chu Laoxian shook his head with a sad smile: "When Master Yang went to Silong, wasn't it the same thing? Blood sacrifice..."

Jing Sansheng's old body twitched a little.

"Are we really not doing anything?" Jing Sansheng asked.

Chu Dao shook his head: "Of course not, it's our business."

The oil lamp in Chu Dao's hand was bright, and his eyes seemed to have finally gotten rid of the shackles of the magnetic field. He looked at the top floor of another building on Dongxiang Street. There was a dark figure there, flickering in the sky mark lamp.

Chu Dao handed the oil lamp to Jing Sansheng: "I'll help you hold the battle."

"good."

Jing Sansheng took the oil lamp with tacit understanding and walked towards the building.

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In the basement, Qin Kun continued to walk forward. After a while, he passed through the children's area and came to an empty rest area.

The child's body came to an abrupt end. In this rest area, there were several sofas. Finally, a person was seen on the sofa.

The man was very tall, nearly 2 meters tall, and very burly. Sitting there, he looked like a hill.

On the table is a metal vessel engraved with a five-pointed star. The pattern of the vessel is a sheep skull. A meat grinder stands in the middle of the vessel. The surface is a blood groove. The man holds a heart and inserts it into the meat grinder. The heart is chopped into pieces by the sharp rotating knife, and the minced meat flows into the blood tank.

The man dipped his fingers into the minced meat in the blood tank, as if enjoying peanut butter, and put it into his mouth to taste the taste of the minced meat.

"Eastern Exorcist? Do you like my welcome? Hahahahaha..."

He had a European face, with half-long hair combed back, a somewhat crazy expression, and eyes full of fanaticism. His upper body was exposed and his chest was thickly hairy.

Under his feet, three fleshy balls were squirming.

The European said: "Little sea cucumber, come and say hello~ Dear Exorcist, I didn't wait for you long. I had a fight just now and only made three. Please forgive me."

Qin Kun took a look and saw that those were not sea cucumbers, but three children.

The children had their limbs chopped off, their eyes gouged out, and their tongues cut out. They had toothpicks stuck all over their bodies, like sea cucumbers.

Qin Kun saw that their blood was gurgling and they were not dead yet.

He picked up a 'sea cucumber' with trembling palms and helped him pull out the toothpick.

"Oh? Dear Exorcist, why are you crying?" The European man looked surprised: "Is my work very touching?"

Qin Kun was like a walking zombie. Every time he pulled out a toothpick, the 'sea cucumber' would twitch. He made no sound, but Qin Kun could feel his pain.

Two big tears fell down.

Then I couldn't control it.

"You are dead……"

"Hahahaha... Why are you so angry?" The man asked in surprise, picking up a 'sea cucumber', dipping it in minced meat, and feeding it into his mouth.

"Let him go!"

"The exorcist who likes to cry, my name is Flinkdal, the great demon servant of the Holy Cult."

"I said, let go! Let him go!"

Frinkdal stood up, smiled slightly, and then let go of his hands. The child fell freely, his head stuck on the sharp instrument, and finally stopped moving.

"You asked me to let it go!" Frinkdal shrugged innocently.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh-I'm going to kill you!!"

Qin Kun kicked the table over, and the minced meat on the blood trough spilled all over Flinkdal.

Flinkdal raised his eyelids and saw a hatchet in Qin Kun's hand. He smiled and said, "The fluctuation of the semi-sacred weapon? What a pity, I'm not afraid!"

The souls of the dead in Chaishan are floating like ghosts, and the world shakes with a dance of the hatchet!

The hatchet was half a meter long, and Qin Kun struck Flinkdal with one strike.

With one strike of the knife, the tragic scene of hell emerged, with countless demons from hell trying to drag each other into hell, but they were dodged by each other.

"Don't even think about running away!"

The sword was ineffective, Qin Kun opened his palm, and the net of Mingluo flames was thrown out, entangling Flinkdal.

Flinkdal moved with difficulty, and there was a solemn look in his eyes. What is this?

When he came down again, Qin Kun's knife had already slashed his shoulder!

pain!

Frinkdal's first feeling was that the ghost energy in his body was sucked away by this strange knife!

However, he was not afraid of this move because of his strong ghost energy.

"Listening to the call of the true God, I returned from hell to guide the lost lambs to find their hometown. I am a demon servant, and the true God will give me power!"

Frinkdal's eyes were extremely pious, and Qin Kun saw that his whole body was changing.

When he was about to take action for the third time, Qin Kun stopped.

On this empty ground, blood suddenly gushes out from the ground and gathers towards him.

With the continuous flow of blood, his ghostly energy also continued to rise.

"Master, this ghost general. The ghost energy is still rising."

The wedding ghost spoke to remind.

Ghost General is already a realm of Yin Soul energy, infinitely close to the extreme that Yin Soul can achieve.

This ghost general has condensed his Yin soul, and in some respects, it can be regarded as having a 'physical body'.

Very strong! The ghost aura is very strong, and the strength is also very strong. Just standing there, the ghost body of Niu Meng, Peeling the Skin, and Wedding Clothes begins to fluctuate strongly, as if it will disperse at any time.

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