Ghost Shelter System

Lei Chen was a tall man, sitting with Qi Hongzhuang.

After experiencing the three levels of ghosts, Lei Chen's world view collapsed...

After hearing Qi Hongzhuang say that it would take four hours to reach the Xishan Experimental Base, Lei Chen's world view collapsed again.

"Mengmeng!!! How far is this place from Xishan Town? Don't you know that this shabby bus can drive to Xishan Town in 4 hours? Are you lying to me?!"

It was dark outside the window and the road could not be seen clearly. It was obviously not a national highway. This kind of road in Xishan Town is rugged and it is in Linzhou. It would take at least 20 hours or 4 hours to get there from Linjiang City by ordinary bus. A fantasy! !

Qi Hongzhuang said nothing and looked at Qin Kun in concentration.

Lei Chen noticed the direction of Qi Hongzhuang's gaze and felt a little sad in his heart. He and Qi Hongzhuang had been childhood sweethearts since childhood. They could not hide their admiration when they got along, but they were more affectionate than polite. However, Qi Hongzhuang cared about others, which made him feel a little disappointed.

However, as a tough man, Lei Chen only kept his tenderness in his heart. In an instant, his mentality adjusted to normal and he stopped looking at these troublesome things.

There was no signal on the phone, and Lei Chen was a little bored. His position was behind Qi Hongzhuang, and next to him was a man wearing tattered armor.

The man stared straight ahead and found Lei Chen looking at him, trembling all over.

"Friend, where are you from?" Lei Chen was a little curious, is he an actor? Why are you dressed like this?

Everyone in the car could tell that this was a hearse, and that the car was full of ghosts. I'm afraid the only one who couldn't see it was Lei Chen.

The ghost swallowed his saliva and said in a hoarse voice: "Shangyuan County..."

oh?

Shangyuan County, as it was called before, is now merged into Jiangning.

Lei Chen was shocked: "I served as a soldier in the Jinling Military Region before! There are many tombs of the Jiangning generation."

The ghost was startled and sneered: "Master is joking, where I come from, of course he means the tomb..."

Lei Chen narrowed his eyes: "Are you a tomb robber?"

The ghost simply collapsed. The power of Lei Chen would have made the ghost very uncomfortable, and he also found that the other party seemed to be playing tricks on him.

I have been a ghost for so many years, and I know that yin and yang are in harmony, and I understand the rules of you ghost hunters, but you know what you are doing, and you can't bully people like this with the power of numbers!

The ghost was furious, "I am the ancestor of Emperor Wu of the Chen Dynasty, the descendant of the third-rank sword-bearing guard before the emperor, and the thirty-sixth generation of the tomb guard!"

The ghost announced a series of names, which shocked Lei Chen.

He had heard of Emperor Chen Wu and Chen Baxian. The founding emperor of the Chen Dynasty was more than 500 AD. Even the thirty-sixth generation of tomb guardians had been dead for many years.

"Are you a ghost?" Lei Chen touched the other person curiously.

"It doesn't look like it?!"

Behind that ghost were the three Douzong brothers.

"What's the fuss about?!" Nie Yuxuan was impatient and slapped him on the head.

The ghost glared back.

"What are you looking at?!"

Wan Lang was very unhappy and slapped him.

The ghost's cheeks were in severe pain, and he was holding back tears of frustration.

"Why are you crying?!"

Li Chong slapped him again, baring his teeth in threat.

No one in the car dared to care. The conductor in navy blue clothes stood up several times, ready to scold him, but he saw Xu Facheng's eyes looking at him vaguely at the end of the car, and he did not dare to speak.

The carriage was quiet, and the ghost could be heard crying in grievance.

"Quishan, what's the point of bullying a fierce ghost? Let's compete if we have the ability?"

A childish voice sounded, and a little boy lay on the back of the seat, looking at them.

Nie Yuxuan was too lazy to respond to Cui Honghu's provocation, and Wan Lang was too lazy to respond. Li Chong stretched out his little finger and gestured: "Cui Xiaoniao, wait until your caterpillar grows up before you gesture with me."

Chai Ziyue next to him understood and lowered his head in embarrassment. Cui Honghu's face turned red: "Li Sanwang, just wait for me!!"

Li Chong admired Cui Honghu's expression very much, and he laughed, the laughter was extremely harsh.

Qin Kun sat in front, a little helpless.

These guys will have to fight sooner or later, it's all a feud...

The four-hour drive was neither fast nor slow. During several stops, there were ghosts getting up and down. During this period, a bunch of little ghosts got on the bus noisily. One of them got a little female ghost, which gave many people some insights.

"The terminal is here."

The conductor's cold voice sounded.

When he came to Xishan Town again, Qin Kun looked at his phone. It was now around 2 o'clock in the morning.

Qi Hongzhuang walked to Qin Kun and asked like a little woman: "Do you need me to call a car?"

Qin Kun smiled slightly: "Okay, it's up to you."

Qi Hongzhuang called, and after a while, two military vehicles drove over.

In the realm of life and death, many people are resistant to temples.

The rivers and lakes are far away and the temples are high. This has been the case since ancient times.

Saw soldiers appear.

Zhao Feng, the senior brother of Yulongshan, spoke first: "Qin Kun, I remember that you almost got caught last time at the Xishan Experimental Base. Tell me the purpose of your visit this time!"

Behind Zhao Feng, several disciples of Yulong Mountain were on alert. Each of them held a piece of ancient money in their hands, as if they were ready to escape at any moment.

"Hei Panhu, Miao witches don't deal with temples." Zou Jingyan was also wary, obviously there had been unpleasant conflicts in the past.

A Taoist priest in a black gauze robe with a unique style and a facial mask on his face. His name is Mo Wuji, a disciple of Fengdu Temple. His voice came from the mask: "Fengdu Temple is accompanying the Tengu. May I ask about the purpose of this trip? "

The monk and his eyes kept darting around and said, "Fohai also wants to know!"

Most of the people in the Nine Lands, except Ying Fengyao, showed resistance.

Lei Chen was a little dissatisfied: "We sent a car to pick you up, and it's Qin Kun's fault. Are you so shameless?"

"Who knows what you are worried about?"

"that is!"

Lei Chen was furious: "If you were my soldiers and dared to question the commander like this, you would have been killed long ago!"

"Qin Kun is not our commander. Besides, is it great to be a commander?"

"that is!"

Xu Facheng raised his hand to stop the quarrel between the two parties.

Maoshan's reputation was indeed greater than that of Qin Kun. The group of people looked at Xu Facheng quietly. This was a pure Taoist priest. At the end of the Nanzong Taoist meeting, Xu Facheng's command of the wind and rain and the power of the thunder spell had deeply shocked everyone.

This is the representative of Jianghu.

"Senior Brother Xu, do we want to go or not?"

Xu Facheng's image is already out of reach in the hearts of everyone. Even though Maoshan has declined, Xu Facheng's strength is beyond reach.

Xu Facheng had slanted eyebrows and flying temples. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at Qin Kun and the others, at the disciples of the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect, and at Lei Chen and Qi Hongzhuang.

"There is nothing to fear in the dragon's pond and tiger's den."

After a pause, Xu Facheng continued: "I don't believe it. The black dog in Fuyu Mountain has the guts to collude with the temple to harm us."

Suddenly, Xu Facheng's Taoist robes were flying and his figure was blurred.

After it became clear again, it turned out to be a ghost with white hair, white clothes, white eyebrows, white face, and white lips!

The ghost was tall, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with eye circles as thick as ink, two swords on its back, and white hair flying.

"Taiyi...Nine Refinements!!!"

Exclamations resounded among the crowd.

The disciples of Jiu Di were in disbelief when they suddenly saw the legendary Taoist skills. The most shocked person was Lei Chen, who had never seen such a Taoist technique before.

Next to Lei Chen, the car soldier said in shock: "Sir, what is that?!"

Not only Lei Chen, but also the auto soldier was extremely frightened.

Xu Facheng's fierce ghost came over and looked at Qin Kun indifferently. Suddenly, the corners of Qin Kun's mouth raised and his figure became blurry.

A black shadow appeared and solidified again. Qin Kun's figure grew sharply. On his head, two horns shot out for the sky. The mooing of cattle echoed through the mountains. Iron hooves stepped on the ground, shaking the ground.

Covered in iron chains and with red bull eyes, Qin Kun was taller than Xu Facheng. Opposite the white ghost, there was a huge, dark bull demon, its bull eyes staring at him indifferently.

"Taiyi...Taiyi Nine Refinements?! The same Taiyi Nine Refinements?!!!"

A group of disciples of the Tao of Life and Death saw the legendary Taoism again and almost lost control of their emotions.

What's this? How could it become like this? ! The Taoism that had been passed down for a long time suddenly appeared in the world, and there were still two of them. How could anyone believe it? How can you believe it? !

"I...I'm not dreaming..."

Zhao Feng of Yulong Mountain rubbed his eyes, and Mo Wuji of Fengdu Temple rubbed his eyes. The two eyeballs of Fohai in Luanchan Temple moved faster. The two eyeballs looked in the direction of Qin Kun and Xu Facheng. For a moment, the crazy monk also felt a little nervous. Words are poor.

Next to Lei Chen, the auto soldier rubbed his temples: "Sir, did I not sleep well and saw these things I shouldn't have seen..."

Lei Chen couldn't answer. For the first time, he realized that Qin Kun was a little strange.

The bull demon's blood-red eyes stared at the white ghost opposite, and a deep and deep voice sounded in his throat, reverberating around him like thunder.

"Xu Facheng, are you protesting with me?"

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