Ghost Shelter System

In the whole castle, the only one who interacted with Qin Kun was old Olevin.

"Dear Sir, 30 years ago, I went to Hong Kong with the consul. I know that your country is a very magical country. But this time I witnessed the magic of your country with my own eyes."

At that time, Hong Kong was still flying the flag that the sun never sets. At that time, there were many British people from across the ocean. Old Olevin is one of them. He was also busy taking care of the family property in his early years. He was the only one among his brothers and sisters who had been to the East.

Hong Kong Mandarin is a bit stiff, but Qin Kun, who also spent a year there, can understand it.

In the evening, we met Qin Kun for the first time while chatting around the stove.

This castle is a bit eerie. Old Olevin was grateful to Qin Kun because Qin Kun helped them lift the curse.

"You are so angry at Weulu Pass!"

“The Jiaji River car passes through Zeng Mountain!”

"A crystal goes into the furnace!"

"Red Dragon contains mercury-containing mud pills!"

Qin Kun's yang energy pulled the yin and filth on those people and penetrated into the abdomen. Then the ghost spear Xuan yi appeared in the palm of his hand. Qin Kun's method of removing filth was simple and crude, but a bit scary!

A spear pierced those people's abdomen. When it penetrated, there was real and severe pain! The last time it was used to remove the filth was a comatose descendant of the tomb robber family. This time the person was awake, the ghost spear was inserted into the abdomen, and each of them screamed like a slaughtered pig.

However, when the ghost spear pulled out the dirty creep, the pain disappeared instantly, as if nothing had happened, it was particularly magical!

"Okay, everything is fine."

After Qin Kun finished dealing with the last servant's filth, he stood up and left. As the foul air left the body, the face that was intertwined with foul worms gradually disappeared. The blood seemed to be not flowing smoothly, and the facial expression was a little stiff, but Qin Kun knew that he would be fine after a few days of rest.

Old Olevin said that there was a room for them to rest in the castle, and of course Qin Kun wouldn't mind.

This is a huge suite. It is outrageously grand inside, but it does not have the feeling of a splendid nouveau riche. The carpets of ordinary colors, the oil paintings with a little dust on them, and the aged candlesticks on the table all highlight the atmosphere of this castle. history.

Back in the room, Tian Qi Duwu liked this kind of soft sofa very much. He bared his fangs and said: "Kunlun Demon! Are you famous in your hometown?"

Qin Kun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When he knew that this guy was shot once as soon as he entered the castle, and it was only by stating his name that he was saved from being shot a second time, Qin Kun kept thinking silently in his heart, God's will.

Growing up, I didn’t even meet many foreigners. During the second Nanzong Taoist meeting, at the second level of Gui San Pass, I met Father Barry and Missionary York. Who knew I would meet them today!

what can I say? I was surprised too!

"It's usually famous." Qin Kun said lightly, not wanting to lose his prestige.

The Bodhisattva is no different from Tianqi Du. It feels like the queen of the bugs in the countryside has entered the city.

Insect Man likes an environment that smells like decay, and this castle fits her aesthetics perfectly. Except for the compound eyes, the borer's appearance is very anthropomorphic, but its tongue is bifurcated and has sharp mouthparts inside.

She picked up an apple and sniffed it, inserting her mouthparts into it. The apple juice was sucked out and the whole apple became shriveled. The borer was particularly satisfied with the taste.

"Kunlun Demon...can you get some more of this fruit...I think it tastes pretty good..." He said carefully, licking his lips.

Qin Kun saw that all the fruits in the fruit plate on the table were deflated, so he called a servant and pointed at the fruits.

The servant was flattered and quickly agreed!

The people in the room seemed to him like God's spokesperson. First, the white-haired weirdo made him see the appearance of God in his mind for the first time, and then it was Qin Kun who helped him get rid of the damn curse on his face. It's a miracle! ! !

His belief now is extremely firm! There is definitely a god in this world!

Tianqi Duwu was touching the sofa, while Qin Kun was eating fruit, and Qin Kun began to think about some things that could easily make people silent.

First of all, it is the Nanzong Taoist Association. Those mirage boundary talismans and boundary entry talismans have been saying before that everything seen inside is an illusion.

Yes, there is a ghost town in it, but there are real people in it too!

The first time he went to his school, Yinchuan County No. 1 Middle School, Qin Kun couldn't figure it out, but at the second Taoist meeting, he met Father Barry and the York missionary when he went to Soul Castle, and he met them again today!

Is this true? Or is it just a big dream?

Qin Kun generally doesn't think easily, and when he thinks, he can't stop thinking.

From ancient times to the present, there have been so many bizarre legends, gods and ghosts emerging one after another, but later on, there were no real records at all. Even after the advent of modern video recording equipment, ghosts, demons, and angels still appear in various parts of the world, but there has never been any video record of these things.

Are these people and things a [survival mission] in the Ten Death City, or are they stories made up by people?

Qin Kun touched his nose with a wry smile. It seemed that all the strange ghost legends could be explained by the current system. This was too scary to think about.

He was indeed not a person suitable for thinking, Qin Kun confirmed again.

…

Father Barry, Judge York, and Old Olevin are in the study at the moment.

Old Olevin tied up his shoulder injury, and his personal doctor drove to the castle.

"Dear Baron Olevin, the bite marks on your shoulder blades are quite serious. Did you encounter a wild animal?" the personal doctor asked half-jokingly.

Old Olevin did not answer, and the personal doctor also knew enough not to continue asking.

After the bandaging was completed, the personal doctor left. Father Barry and the Judge of York said, "Baron Olevin, do you want to come with us to visit that powerful... demon?"

They didn't originally intend to use the word "devil", but in their opinion, since "devil" is what that person calls themselves, it can be regarded as an honorific when they call it out.

Old Olevin smiled bitterly: "Sorry, Father Barry, Judge York, this is the first time I have seen a demon from another world today. I don't know how to describe my current mood. But I don't want to see that person anymore."

Father Barry smiled gently: "Old Olevin, believe in the Lord and believe in me, that man is our friend! You have been to the East, and only you can communicate with him. We don't want to tell people in the Holy See about him for the time being. "

Father Barry and the Judge of York must have had some private conversations with that man. Old Olevin didn't go because he didn't want to get involved.

His son, a spiritualist of the Holy See, died in a car accident without a trace. His son's partner told him that it was the devil's revenge, and he no longer wanted to be associated with the Holy See or the devil.

He only has one grandson left in his bloodline who just went to school. He also wants to inherit the glory of the Olevin family and cannot be tied to these relationships.

"Old Olevin, when fate comes, you can't escape it. Believe in the Lord, believe in me, and at the same time, believe in the devil."

Father Barry was still a master of words. This time, Old Olevin sighed and nodded.

When Qin Kun's room was visited by three people, he did not refuse. After all, this was old Olevin's castle. The owner was visiting, and he was not used to showing off to the old man.

"It's late at night, let's talk about it straight to the point."

Even if he doesn't have close friendship with these people, Qin Kun also has his own goals.

This [Survival Mission], if it were really the real world, would probably affect many people. Qin Kun's reduction in contact with them is sometimes a form of protection.

Old Olevin translated, and the chat became much smoother.

"That's it. Dear Lord Kunlun Demon, please allow us to express our gratitude for the magic medicine you gave us. Because of this, York and I have received the attention of the Holy See. Chelsea (also known as Chelsea) District, now it is me and York who are trying to judge Archdeacon, if you are in need, we are at your service.”

This oriental man's skin is much more pleasing to the eye than the walking corpse last time.

They are clergy. The Bible says that God will change into many forms and observe the sufferings of the world. This person calls himself a devil, but they would rather believe that this is also a god in heaven or hell.

"Serve me?" Qin Kun smiled, "Want to exchange these pills?"

In Qin Kun's hand, naturally, there was the Moon Spirit Pill.

The last time they were given a Moon Spirit Pill, they were promoted to the Silver Court Trial after their mental power soared. However, Qin Kun knew that their mental power had already reached a bottleneck, and the Moon Spirit Pill only helped them break through.

It doesn't mean that ordinary people will experience great changes after taking a Moon Spirit Pill.

Father Barry and Judge York nodded: "Dear Lord Kunlun Demon, can you exchange it with us?"

Qin Kun said, in order to prove whether this is the real world, a very simple way is to ask some people he has seen in the real world.

"Let me ask you a question first and answer it truthfully."

"Excuse me."

"Do you know a man named Van Helsing? He may be related to your Holy See. He is young, handsome, and sunny. He seems to have a mysophobia. He likes to wear white clothes?"

Among the foreigners, Qin Kun was most impressed by this young foreigner.

But Father Barry and Judge York shook their heads, with doubts in their eyes: "Is he famous? We have never heard of his name."

Qin Kun was a little disappointed and asked again: "Where's Magic Lisa? She's a blond girl with one side of her hair shaved. She's quite... quite individual."

Qin Kun thought for a while and tried to be as precise as possible with his words.

This time Father Barry and Judge York both opened their eyes: "Saint?! Dear Lord Demon, do you also know the saint?"