Ghost Shelter System

In Dazhu Town, a bald ghost stuck his head on a bamboo pole.

Madam Yangui’s head is also stuck on it, the difference is that Yangui’s face is wearing facial makeup.

This scene made the three ghost generals who came for reinforcements take a breath.

"Chang Qing is also dead."

"Chang Zheyan from Cishi Town, Jiang Che from Wufeng Town, Dou Liang from Dayuan Town, plus Chang Qing from Dazhu Town, this is the fourth one."

"I'm afraid... Jiang Hao from Shabei Town is also dead."

"Who did it? Why?"

Before the guards outside the official temple noticed, the ghost general inside died.

I could still catch traces of that group of people before, but now I don't even have any clues left, and the other party's methods are getting weirder and weirder. It's as if the previous actions were a run-in.

This dead guy is a ghost general! Not some cats and dogs! ! Looking around, Manshi City was full of calculations. There were less than twenty ghost generals, and they were killed so easily?

"General Meng, what should we explain? Do we want to continue the pursuit?"

The three ghost generals were wearing white bone armor, and one of them was the calmest, with his ghost energy condensed and not leaking out.

Hearing his colleague ask, the ghost general said irritably: "What the hell! Are you trying to save your life? Of the nineteen ghost generals in Manshi City, the Dou, Chang, Jiang, and Niu tribes accounted for thirteen. Now four of them are dead at once." Hey, you still want to pursue me?"

"What should I do..."

"I have a hunch that something big is going to happen in Manshi City. Let's go back and recover first."

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At the same time, when the two ghost generals Guan and Chen arrived at the Shabei Town Official Temple, they found the heads of the four evil ghosts and the head of the guard Jiang Hao, neatly stacked together.

"General Zhang...what should we do?"

A ghost general wearing white bone armor was helpless. The other ghost general thought for a moment and said, "Something big is going to happen in Wild Stone City. Let's stand still for now!"

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At this moment, Xu Facheng and his group were heading in the direction of Manshi City, as were the Northern Faction group.

In Manshi City, it was already late at night.

Many ghost shops on the street have closed.

The bull demons in Manshi County have lived in Niujiao Town in Woniu Mountain for generations, and only a small part of them live in the city.

According to the vague memory, Niu Meng walked along and finally saw the habitat of the Niu Demon Clan. The place had changed greatly, but the iconic giant tower not far away was still there.

This is a street, and the archway at the street entrance is stained with blood and meat foam. The Bull Demon clan has a custom of draining blood to nourish yin since ancient times.

Niu Meng whispered: "Brother Kun, this is Niu Mo Street, and inside is the wild stone prison tower. As promised in advance, Niu Mo specializes in prisons. He is often infected with the evil spirit of Yin spirits and is naturally gloomy and aggressive. You can speak later. Don’t be too hasty.”

"I said something irritating? Niu Meng, you have to follow your conscience. I am easy-going, humble, and polite. When did I say something irritating?" Qin Kun defended.

After Qin Kun said this, the two street guards under the archway shouted: "Which dog dares to bark in front of Niu Mo Street? Isn't he afraid of having his tongue cut out?!"

dog?

Qin Kun pricked up his ears and heard the words he least wanted to hear.

As soon as the guard finished speaking, Qin Kun's cheeks turned red. Unable to hold back his anger, he stepped out, kicked a bull-headed guard, and nailed him to the stone pillar under the archway.

"Who are you calling a dog?!"

Niu Meng sighed... I'm really afraid of what will happen...

The bull demon patrolling the streets, with only the strength of a wild ghost, was very surprised and very scared at the same time. The Bull Demon is the ghost prisoner of the Yin Cao Division. Although his status is not high and his worship is not popular, he has a large number of people.

Ordinary Yang people go to the netherworld after death, and it's too late to hide when they see them. Why is there someone so crazy that he wants to hit people? …

"W-what do you want to do?!" The bull-headed man was tall and stature, but his ghost energy was too weak, and he was a bit stern in appearance.

Qin Kun hooked the nose ring of the bull head with his fingers and pulled his face to his: "My village is short of a plowman. Let's see if your mouth and teeth are suitable."

"Boy, you dare to humiliate my Tauren clan, do you know..."

Before the bullhead finished speaking, Qin Kun shouted impatiently: "Get out!"

The huge figure, like a rag doll, was thrown aside by Qin Kun, and his head was bruised and bloody.

Qin Kun took the lead and walked into Niu Mo Street.

The bullhead had a stubborn look on his face, and he was still unconvinced and wanted to go over and make some gestures, but was suddenly pulled back by his companion.

"What's wrong?"

The companion pointed in a direction, Niutou raised his head, and found in front of him a Niutou with a strong yin energy, looking at him.

"S-Sir, who are you? Why have I never seen you before?" Niutou was stunned.

This is one of his own clansmen, Niu Meng's attitude is much better than Qin Kun: "The punisher of evildoers has his skull broken and the prisoner of ghosts, Niu Meng."

"Are you the Master Niu Meng who went to Fengdu?!"

The bull's head suddenly seemed to have seen an idol, with worship in its eyes. In Manshi City, there are not many ghosts who can be picked by Fengdu.

Then, the Niutou said angrily: "Sir, that guy just dared to trespass into Niu Mo Street. He simply doesn't take our Niu Mo clan seriously. Please be sure..."

Niu Meng interrupted: "That's my master."

Niutou was speechless and stunned. After a long time, he swallowed and said dryly: "That guy... is... the judge of Fengdu?"

Niu Meng rolled his eyes and thought about it: "Half right."

Half right...

Niutou seemed to have misunderstood Niu Meng's words. If that person was not the judge, could it be the King of Hell?

The street patrolling cow made up a lot of plots that were not conducive to him, and he actually called the King of Hell a dog?

Thinking of this, Niu Tou rolled his eyes, convulsed and fainted to the ground.

Niu Meng: "..."

The streets of Niu Mo Street are the dirtiest places Qin Kun has ever seen.

On the streets, many shops have not yet closed, and the stench of the underworld is particularly strong here.

"Niu Meng, aren't you selling beef offal?"

In those shops that have not yet closed their stalls, there are many kinds of intestines and intestines waiting to be sold.

Wang Qian said: "Sure, Niu Meng, do you also bring home-produced and sold products?"

Wang Qian grabbed a piece of intestine and smelled it: "Hey, don't tell me, these intestines are very clean. Just let the vinegar run through, and the taste will definitely be on point!"

Niu Meng said awkwardly: "It is true that they are produced and sold by themselves. But they are not cattle offenders, but human offenders... In the Hell Tower, there are all those who were sent to the underworld and are still heinous. They will be locked up in the Prison Tower, skinned, cramped, and opened. The torment of intestinal rupture and these feces are all taken out of people's stomachs and cannot be dissipated after death, so they can only be eaten and processed. Part of the job of the twelve Yin gods is to eat these things."

"vomit"

Wang Gan threw away his intestines, bent over and retched.

This is so fucking disgusting! ! !

Chu Qianxun and the other women felt their stomachs churn.

Although they are all ghost hunters, these intestines cannot be dissipated due to geographical reasons, but when I think of Wang Gan's vinegar cooking idea, I immediately vomited.

Qin Kun has seen strong winds and waves.

The cooking girl from the Ten Death City made an indelible contribution to his fight against nausea.

Qin Kun picked up the intestines that Wang Qian had just dumped on him with his two fingers and observed them calmly.

"As for you? You guys with intestinal tracts, it's the same thing when you cut open your stomach. The intestines are very clean, isn't it disgusting?"

"Qin Kun! You are a pervert! You dare to get your hands on this thing!"

"As an undertaker, I have never seen anything."

Qin Kun said, and hung the intestines to Wang Qian's neck. Wang Qian, who had just finished vomiting, smelled the familiar smell again and continued to vomit.

The street was in a mess. Qin Kun smiled. Suddenly, he felt that he was being watched. He turned around and saw a minotaur with a scar on his face walking over from across the street.

The bull-headed ghost was taller than Niu Meng, and its ghostly aura was even stronger.

Ghost general!

"I've smelled the familiar smell of cattle. Niu Meng, are you willing to come back from Fengdu?"

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