Ghost Shelter System

In several wooden houses, Qin and Kun gathered together digging tools.

"Niu Meng! Peel the skin! Come out!"

"Fei Lei! Come out!"

"Corpse Lantern! Come out!"

Four evil spirits appeared, carrying spades and hoes.

"Brother Kun, where are you? Why are you wearing corpse clothes?"

Niu Meng looked at Qin and Kun curiously and asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry about it. There is a tomb underground. Look for it and dig it up." Qin Kun gave the order concisely.

"Brother Kun, digging people's graves is a taboo... We ghosts hate grave diggers the most..." The Skinned Ghost gave a dry cough and reminded him.

"Dig a grave your size." Qin Kun rolled his eyes: "This underground tomb is an isolation room. The deceased will either suffocate to death or starve to death. Don't worry."

Peipei was stunned: "Gunchao?"

Qin Kun nodded.

"That's easy to say."

Digging the corpse out of the torture chamber will not harm your moral character, and it may bring you blessings.

Niu Meng walked in front, his eyes scanning the ground, his nose twitching, sniffing the air.

Skinner followed, and the Corpse Lantern Ghost was last.

Fei Lei Zong is like Skinner's younger brother, next to Skinner. Among the group of ghosts, Fei Lei Zong and Skinner have the best relationship.

Wang Qian wondered: "Why don't you get into the ground and take a look? Old man Xie Deng, I remember that you love drilling through walls the most."

The old corpse lamp ghost had a gloomy face. Wang Qian was a good friend of Chu Qianxun. For Chu Qianxun's sake, he forced a smile: "Master Wang, there are restrictions on this land, so you can't get into it."

The skinned ghost nodded: "Yes, this land is evil, the smell is very messy, and the restrictions inside are disturbing to the soul. I'm not telling you, where is this? It doesn't look like a netherworld, but there is still evil around it, strange It’s weird.”

The three did not answer their words.

Chu Qianxun whispered: "Qin Kun, this place does not look normal."

The gloomy woods look deserted for a long time.

Bodies were thrown haphazardly on the ground, indicating that this was a restricted area.

And none of the beasts.

Even if this is a restricted area, at least the crows and vultures in the sky will be interested in these corpses, right?

Apparently not.

It seems that there is also a problem with the magnetic field here.

If we say this is Soul Castle's experimental base.

So back then, a lot of unspeakable things must have happened here.

Wang Gan coughed dryly: "Miss, you are so polite. Is this abnormal? This is called humane destruction! Isn't it good that the forbidden areas are like this? Do you remember that time we were deceived by Qin Heigou to go to the Xishan Experimental Base?"

Wang Qian raised his finger like a gun and put it on his chest: "I was pointed at with a gun every day, and was shot by that old blind man... Those people also said that Qin Kun was their god! Tell me. , can this be something a normal person would do..."

Chu Qianxun has never wanted to recall this matter.

Not only are the rules of non-intercourse in the world of martial arts and temples, there are also some unreasonable things that are too bizarre.

First there is the old blind man. When he talks about 'soul vibrations' and 'strings', he is already studying theology using scientific means. But it is already very strange that a blind man can see things.

Is it possible that science can study Taoism?

Also, the underground laboratory allowed them to go to hell for the first time.

Qin Kun could do it simply by using the Nine Corpse Welcome, the Blood Lotus Lamp, and the Mirage Talisman. How did he know that place could be used to go to hell in this way?

The Xishan Experimental Base is very mysterious, and so is Qin Kun. The terrible thing is that Qin Kun can't remember all this.

"That enthusiastic expression is worth pondering... Brother Dog, the Xishan Experimental Base has your story, and this Soul Castle also has your story, right?"

Chu Qianxun looked at Qin Kun jokingly and suddenly covered his mouth.

Don't let her get it right.

The two were joking about Qin Kun, while Qin Kun was deep in thought.

The pain that just exploded in my mind, and the torrent of memory brought about by the scene, were partly from this forest.

But the picture flashed too fast and he couldn't remember it.

Qin Kun covered his head. Does Soul Castle have anything to do with him?

By the way, what kind of research is soul research...is it considered to be related to ghosts and gods? Could it be that the Ten Death Cities, hell realms, myths and legends of the past, wizards and ghosts are also things to study?

And... God?

When Qin Kun heard Wang Gan making fun of him, he sneered, "How can there be any gods? During the Yan and Huang Dynasties, wizards were gods. Praying to heaven and earth, curing diseases and killing enemies, and herding and farming were all things that wizards presided over."

These were a group of people who knew more than the average person at that time, and had special and mysterious abilities... In short, the gods at that time were just ordinary people.

After Qin Kun thought about it, he was suddenly stunned.

"If I did know a little more than they did in the 1980s... it seems right that they called me that..."

Qin Kun was silent, but what exactly is soul research going on? I don't know these things, and I won't preside over such a crazy project, right?

Besides, since who do they think I am, how did I die... Qin Kun banged his head and couldn't remember.

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The four evil spirits continued to dig the grave.

They found an underground tomb, and when they were halfway through digging, there was a sudden explosion. The skinned ghost was overturned by a surging wave, and the shovel in his hand flew straight towards Wang Gan's head.

Wang Qian's liver and gallbladder are about to burst.

Fortunately, Qin Kun had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed Wang Gan and pulled him, and the shovel was nailed to the tree next to Wang Gan's head.

"Skin it off! You're the one who kills people! You've won so much money from our Fei Lei, and you still want to kill me?!"

Wang Qian was in shock and cursed loudly.

The Skinned Ghost was severely shocked, but it was nothing serious. He shook his head and sat up: "The tomb was filled with white phosphorus and corpse gas. It accidentally exploded... Fat brother, I'm here to keep you company... Don't you remember the little ones?" People have passed..."

Wang Gan patted his chest. Several other ghosts were also injured to varying degrees, but fortunately they were not serious. Qin Kun got up and walked to the tomb. He found that there was not much space inside and the bones were torn apart.

On the wall in the tomb, an inverted five-pointed star painted with blood has turned black, but is extremely eye-catching.

"The symbol of the Black Soul Cult? Number 1o11?" Qin Kun was startled, "Continue to look for the next one."

The headless corpse that was just next to the guillotine did not have an iron plate on it, and it seemed as if it had been taken away. A numbered iron plate was actually found here!

"Qin Heigou, isn't this iron plate the key to the second level?"

Wang Qian made a bold guess.

Qin Kun shook his head: "Each iron plate represents a corpse. They should be corresponding. I don't think so."

The Broken Head Forest is already very bizarre, and the key to unlocking the level is even more mysterious, leaving the three of them scratching their heads.

However, the excavation continued.

In three hours, Qin Kun and others found and dug out six underground tombs in the surrounding area.

Three of the tombs were painted with inverted pentagrams, two were painted with bloody thorn crosses, and one had nothing on them.

The West is a country that pays attention to faith. Even if you die, you will take your faith with you to the grave.

The signs on the walls of the dead bodies in these isolation rooms easily reveal their religious identities during their lifetimes.

"Hey, this iron plate has no number? This fluctuation...could it be the key to breaking through the level?!"

Wang Gan handed the dead man with nothing painted on the wall and the iron plate unearthed from the isolation room to Qin Kun.

As soon as Qin Kun took it, he felt that there was a special spiritual power fluctuation on it, which was different from other iron cards.

"So that's it! The unnumbered iron plate is what we are looking for!" The three of Qin and Kun looked at each other and finally got the idea.

"Niu Meng, keep digging."

Qin Kun put away the key to breaking through the barrier and began to observe the two isolation rooms painted with bloody thorns and crosses.

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