Ghost Shelter System

It rained, and bodies were everywhere.

It's 5 o'clock in the morning, and it's still dark.

When members of the Modu Ling Detective Division came to collect the bodies, Qin Kun sat in a daze under the tarpaulin on the rooftop. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The rain was lighter than before, but it was colder.

Qin Kun lit a cigarette and looked to the side: "Want one?"

Old Cui left without noticing. Sitting next to Qin Kun was a Taoist priest who was nearly 40 years old. He was wearing straw sandals and his Taoist robe was covered with mud. He sat upright and waved his hand towards Qin Kun: "No. .”

After the two of them finished speaking, the only sound left was the sound of rain.

This Taoist priest is the deputy of Peach Blossom Eyes, who is responsible for dealing with the aftermath.

There were a total of 6 corpses upstairs, and they were carried down one after another.

"Touer Lu, there are a total of 17 corpses upstairs and downstairs. The ones downstairs all died of suicide, and the ones upstairs... were tortured to death."

A member of the Spiritual Investigation Department wearing a black uniform looked at Qin Kun and stopped reporting.

Qin Kun lowered his head and smoked without looking at him.

Director Lu gestured: "Where are the surrounding areas?"

The clerk came to his senses and took a deep breath: "Eighteen households of citizens died, a total of 39 people, including 4 children."

Under the tarpaulin, the bench that had been used for cooling suddenly collapsed.

Qin Kun was sitting in the air without changing his posture. Taoist Lu was startled and quickly stood up.

Seeing Qin Kun motionless, Taoist Master Lu was shocked. Now he understood a little bit what his boss Wan Lang meant when he said not to mess with him.

Qin Kun finished half the cigarette in one breath, exhaled a smoke dragon, inhaled it back into his mouth, then blew it out from his nostrils, and lit another cigarette.

Director Lu and the department staff saw Qin Kun looking strange, said goodbye and walked downstairs.

"Lu Tou, that little brother Qin's expression is so scary, it makes my skin crawl... Couldn't he have killed all those Western believers?"

Clerk Xiaowei's heartbeat was very fast. Brother Qin just sat there with an inexplicable palpitation. The senior brother who was the head of Vanke and never looked good to others didn't put so much pressure on him.

Are you getting goosebumps? I just got goosebumps!

Director Lu unconsciously touched his arm. The goosebumps on his arm were like a rash, and they couldn't get rid of them. Damn it, Pindao has seen the world at least. When did he get scared by a young man like this?

They usually fight against the likes of Li Gui, and those cult members are the first trouble they encounter. Some of them even used guns, but they still couldn't touch the other party's clothes. Instead, they were ambushed and killed by the other party twice. 3 A clerk.

As a result, 17 of these troublesome guys died today! ! !

Those are 17 magic masters, not 17 dogs!

Those corpses had their limbs broken, their heads smashed into their chests, bone spurs sticking out, and their sternums cracked. The corpses could not be restored. The people who killed them must have been extremely angry.

Director Lu couldn't see that that little brother Qin was so cruel and ruthless. Thinking that he didn't pick up the cigarette just now, Director Lu felt a little regretful: This guy doesn't hate Pindao, right?

"He didn't kill him, could it be you?"

In order to relieve his discomfort, Taoist priest Lu reprimanded with a straight face: "Those corpses have five yins gathered at the top and cannot be separated from the body. It is obvious that their souls have been shattered. Apart from that evil brother, who else is alive here?" ? Stop talking about others and get to work!"

Xiao Wei was frightened and shrank his head: "Oh..."

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Qin Kun didn't know when he fell asleep.

This day is an extremely irritable day.

Sleeping with restlessness will result in very poor sleep quality.

In his dream, Qin Kun dreamed that he was in the cremation building of a funeral home. Many corpses to be cremated sat up and begged him for their lives, saying that he had harmed them. Qin Kun was pulled by the dead bodies, irritated and pitiful. In the end, he could only open the door of the crematorium and push them down.

Corpses were pushed into the cremator one by one. They were screaming, cursing, complaining, and speaking viciously. Qin Kun felt the high temperature of the cremator and ushered in the second wave of corpses.

"I don't want to be cremated! I want you to pay with your life!"

Qin Kun argued: "It wasn't me who killed you!"

"That's you!"

Not only the corpses around him, but also the corpses that had just been cremated crawled out of the crematorium. Their burned and charred arms grabbed Qin Kun: "You were the one who did it!!!"

"not me!"

Qin Kun wanted to scream, but found that he could not scream and had no strength left. The group of corpses carried him and threw him towards the crematorium. The high temperature hit his face. Qin Kun felt that he was powerless. He looked at the corpses at the door of the crematorium and smiled ferociously. He slid helplessly into the thousand-degree flame, as if falling into hell.

"Qin Kun... Qin Kun, wake up quickly?!"

"Ah -" Qin Kun suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, finding that Chu Qianxun was shaking him.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Chu Qianxun was confused. This was the rooftop on the fourth floor. It was raining so heavily outside, and Qin Kun actually fell asleep in the rain.

"I……"

The clouds were heavy and the rain was still falling, but it was daytime now.

Qin Kun took out his cell phone to check what time it was, but found that it was damaged by damage. He wanted to sit up, but found that his whole body was weak, extremely weak, and his throat was dry and hoarse.

"Don't move, you seem to have a fever."

Chu Qianxun touched Qin Kun's forehead, which was a little hot to the touch.

Indeed, Qin Kun also felt that he had a fever. My whole body was hot, I could feel it even without touching it, my head was dizzy, my throat was very thirsty, and more importantly, my personal attributes in my mind had dropped to an appalling level.

Qin Kun, male, 23 years old

Qi and blood, 193/290 (-400)

Spiritual power, 97/190 (-600)

The upper limits of Qi, blood and spiritual power have dropped significantly, and the current values ​​continue to drop.

"You have to go to the hospital!" Chu Qianxun said.

"I'm not going. Just help me go and have a nap." Qin Kun pretended to be calm.

"You have to go!" Chu Qianxun said with a serious face.

Although Qin Kun still wanted to be tough, it didn't seem to be of much use. The eldest lady's expression was serious. He searched around and the elixirs he found were all for replenishing qi, blood and spirit, but there was no antipyretic pill...

"All right."

Qin Kun realized that Chu Qianxun was about to carry him and said weakly: "I am very heavy."

Chu Qianxun rolled up his sleeves, patted Qin Kun on the shoulder and smiled: "Have you never seen a female man?"

With that said, Qin Kun carried it easily.

Fuck...

Qin Kun weighs 80~85kg. Since getting the system, his physique has been continuously improved. For a ghost, he has yang energy and his weight is probably as much as a small mountain. Although Chu Qianxun is not a ghost, for a girl Speaking of which, this weight is about the same as that of a small mountain.

But she actually...carried it for herself casually? !

Qin Kun bit his tongue, it hurt, and made sure he was not dreaming.

"Miss...were you a porter in your last life..." Qin Kun asked dryly, lying on Chu Qianxun's soft back.

"Carry your grandma's legs!"

Chu Qianxun was so angry that she almost rolled down the stairs. She gritted her teeth and said, "I just put the Flying Feather Talisman on you!!"

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