Ghost Shelter System

With a supply of 'holy water', the hunger and fatigue in the souls of Qin and Kun disappeared.

While sighing at the magic of the holy water, Qin Kun suddenly thought of a question.

Some wandering ghosts cannot be nourished by spiritual power for a long time, so they consume ghost power to survive. Once you get stable supplies, your strength will gradually grow.

Such as his ghost.

An idea came to Qin Kun's mind.

If your guess is correct, these outsiders are raising ghosts.

Raise ghosts for the Soul Castle.

This idea popped up, and Qin Kun himself didn't believe it. I have to believe it.

Those missing heads, this mysterious forest, and the underground isolation room are all secrets related to Soul Castle research.

Qin Kun felt that it no longer mattered where the forest was.

What's important is that the upper echelons of Europe have begun soul research work, and it seems that it has been going on for quite some time.

Compared with raising ghosts through blood sacrifices, this kind of experimental ghost raising is more humane, but what about the hidden dangers...

"The judge told me several times... that the door to hell has been opened and the devil is about to come to the world. Is this what he said?"

"Qin Heigou, what are you thinking about?" Wang Qian whispered.

"Quantum mechanics……"

The corner of Wang Gan's mouth twitched, and his expression was almost broken. He held it in for a long time before he spoke with difficulty: "...Brother Dog, the salary at the funeral home is not enough? Are you preparing for...the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"roll……"

Chu Qianxun looked at the two of them speechlessly: "Do you remember that the captain said that someone will come to test the strength of our souls later?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, it seems to be coming."

In the forest, a large number of missionaries appeared.

That’s right, authentic missionaries are definitely not cultists.

"God bless. May the world be saved."

Traditional missionaries dress in the same retro and simple style as Chinese Taoist priests.

Looking at the scattered walking corpses in the forest with pitiful eyes, he held the cross on his chest and prayed deeply.

This group of people, both old and young, without exception, have strong mental fluctuations. Their prayers, like Taoism, bring uncomfortable pressure to the ghosts.

These pressures do not interfere much with Qin and Kun, and now is not the time to deal with these magicians.

Niu Meng and the other ghost servants couldn't be summoned at this time, so they had to do it themselves, digging the soil. Their purpose is just to find the key...

"Brother Dog...the missionaries are here..." Chu Qianxun was a little worried. He was now wearing a 'shroud' and was not a 'good thing' in the eyes of these exorcists.

"Ignore them, dig the ground, and quickly find the key to break the level. The group of soldiers who just had thermal weapons didn't even take action. What are these unarmed magicians afraid of?"

Wang Qian nodded: "That's right, Junior Sister Chu, everyone is a magic stick, how can we still be afraid of them?"

Three people were digging the ground with shovels and picks. A young missionary, whose spiritual power was a little weak, came over shivering, carrying a basin, dipped it in water, and carefully flicked it on the three of them: "God bless, may you The world...gets, is saved..."

The three of Qin and Kun dug in the ground and didn't bother to pay attention to each other. The young missionary kept chanting endlessly. It was wet and felt extremely uncomfortable, so she glared at him.

"Little liar, you are so close!"

The young missionary was so horrified by Qin Kun's glare that he stepped back. Hearing Qin Kun's gibbering, he actually spoke, and he hurriedly raised the silver cross on his chest.

"Miss, translate!"

After digging for a while, there were no steps to the underground tomb. Qin Kun was in a bad mood and changed places again, not forgetting to let Chu Qianxun convey his meaning.

Chu Qianxun's appearance was that of a female corpse in a white coat, with her mouth sewn shut. Of course, her lips were almost rotten, so she spoke with a fluent London accent, which shocked the young missionary.

"Oh my god! What did I just hear? These walking zombies... are actually conscious?! Are they about to become day ghosts?"

The young missionary quickly called an older missionary, and an old man ran over shivering with an expression of disbelief.

"God is with me! A few lost ghosts, I am the evangelical priest of the Chelsea neighborhood and can show you the way."

After Chu Qianxun finished translating, Qin Kun carried the shovel: "Okay, Father, our bodies are imprisoned underground. I want to dig them out. Tell me where to dig them out?"

Wang Qian was confused: "Brother Dog...is it appropriate to ask this?"

"Why is it inappropriate?" Qin Kun asked.

Wang Qian muttered: How does this magician know where those isolation rooms are...

After Chu Qianxun translated it truthfully, the priest was startled. The walking corpse was indeed talking to them!

"Oh my gosh! If that's the case, I think I can help you..."

Qin Kun also didn't expect that the old magic stick from the West would be such a warmhearted master of ancient ways. The old man took the shovel and dragged it on the ground thick with dead leaves.

With a clang, the shovel hit the stone. The old magic stick looked at it and continued walking around. When he encountered the fourth stone, the old magic stick picked up the stone and called on the young magic stick to help dig the ground.

Qin Kun found that this stone was nothing special.

However, Qin Kun participated in the digging process and found that it was indeed a tomb! !

Damn it, this old man really has the ability to find tombs? !

The underground tomb was opened, and there was a corpse inside. Unfortunately, there was a cross of thorns pattern on the wall, and the corpse's hand card was not the key they were looking for.

"Dear Father, these three walking corpses seem to be different from all the walking corpses we have seen before!" the little missionary whispered.

The priest couldn't help but nodded when he saw that Qin and Kun were just looking for cards.

Non-aggressive, conscious, and able to communicate. Apart from body decay, he is completely human! But they are also very weird. I have never heard of walking zombies having a collecting habit.

What do they want the cards for?

So unusual!

What pleased the old priest was that these three walking corpses were kinder than the ghosts raised in the forest, and they liked to communicate.

"Could it be that our years of persuasion have had an effect?"

The old priest's eyes lit up and he looked at the little missionary with joy.

If that's the case, that would be great.

The atmosphere here is friendly, but the neighborhood is not so friendly.

A middle-aged missionary ran over with his face covered in blood: "Father Barry! Our missionaries were attacked by these ugly monsters. Many missionaries were injured. These ugly monsters are several times stronger than in previous years. Do you want to ask the chief priest?" report?!"

Around the forest, screams were heard one after another.

Qin Kuntian's eyes widened and he saw that in the surrounding forest, many missionaries were extremely excited about playing holy water and chanting prayers to the zombies, so he took action directly.

Some of these walking corpses are local walking corpses, and some are disciples who participated in the Three Ghost Passes. Qin Kun can no longer tell who is who.

But...you can't understand the language, and you throw water on someone's face. Who else will you hit if you don't hit them...

When the middle-aged missionary saw Qin Kun, he suddenly stood in front of him: "Father! These monsters are not friendly. You stand back and watch me destroy them!"

After saying that, the middle-aged missionary took out a silver-plated weapon.