Ghost Shelter System

Why?

There are two forces standing outside the City of Ten Deaths. One is commanded by the Eight Heavenly Gods, and the other is commanded by the Twelve Plutos. It sounds bluffing, but those guys are only as strong as the old monster from Huangquan.

How could they have the courage to challenge the laws of the City of Ten Deaths?

"I don't know. It seems that the grudge goes back a long way. I heard it's about the plasma..."

Yincao...plasma...

This magical thing can resurrect oneself, increase the potential of ghosts, and can be exchanged for some powerful magical weapons and props. It is more precious than merit.

It sounds like an oil war.

The Wedding Dress Ghost whispered: "Master, I heard from the Blue Knight that underworld plasma is divine blood."

"impossible!!!"

Qin Kun didn't believe it at all!

Divine blood?

Where did the divine blood come from? Will God let you bleed? But after Qin Kun retorted, he felt that he was a little arbitrary.

Otherwise, how to explain the magic of plasma?

If you think about it carefully, everything in the life-and-death competition in the Ten Death City is for the transfer of this Yincao plasma. Obtaining one or two drops makes people unable to feel the preciousness of it, but once accumulated, it will produce a qualitative change!

A potential ghost general's ghost will transform into a ghost king with 20 drops of Yin Cao plasma! A dead host can be resurrected with 10 drops of plasma!

What's this? In mythology, this is a force of creation that defies heaven!

It's not divine blood, how can you explain it?

Seeing Qin Kun calm down, the Wedding Dressed Ghost continued: "Really, the Golden King gave the Blue Knight some Yin Cao plasma, and his Yin soul can almost be converted into Yang soul. That feeling... I can't describe……"

It was a super world, and it was divine blood. The more he saw, the more mist he saw. Qin Kun almost wanted to explode his head. However, he suddenly remembered that when the blood mist was blown away, he saw four kneeling corpses nailed to the city wall. One scene.

Qin Kun's heart tightened.

Those four behemoths are...gods?

Qin Kun did not read much and was a theist. After coming into contact with the system, he learned about many unknown worlds. Chu Laoxian once said that God is a state of cultivation, the ultimate Confucianism, the ultimate Taoism, and so on. Above is another level of life, which is called God.

Qin Kun only heard about the concept of God casually, but the words "height of life" were used very interestingly.

When he went to Sanfen Mountain for the first time, Qin Kun saw his dead "self". At that time, his "self" told him that dragons also existed, but they were just gaseous life forms.

Is this also a high level of life?

What does life represent? Is it consciousness? If it is consciousness, can these ghosts be considered life?

Qin Kun's mind became blank and exhausted. There was once a woman who made a living by robbing tombs. She said that she had been searching for the meaning of life. Her name was Du Qinghan. Du Ye from Luliangdu. Du Qinghan also said that he should pursue the meaning of existence.

These philosophical things can indeed drive people crazy. If you think too much, your brain cells will explode.

"Amitabha, Brother Kun, what are you thinking about?"

"exist."

"Existence is destruction..." Monk Shui's Buddha light shines all over him, like an eminent monk.

Qin Kun glanced at him with disdain: "Existence is eternity, existence is everything, existence is Buddha, so Buddha is everything? Ah Shui, stop beeping, I have already memorized all your deceptive words."

Monk Shui was stunned and couldn't believe it: "Brother Kun, you have Buddha nature!!!"

Qin Kun punched Monk Shui in the stomach. Oh, Monk Shui bent down and spat out a mouthful of waterweed: "Why did you hit me?"

"Ah Shui, when people are confused, don't beep in your ears. It will be very annoying, you know?" Qin Kun frowned, "Go away and teach others about Buddhism. I am a rough man and can't understand." .”

Monk Shui cursed and left: "You're not being rude, brother Kun, what you hit with this punch is not me, but my Buddhist faith! You are destroying Buddha!"

"roll!"

Qin Kun covered his ears, and a eunuch appeared behind him.

"Qin Kun, drink some snake soup."

Chang Changmei came over with a plate of snake soup. Qin Kun saw that he had a slave look on his face, and that was right. This guy's current spiritual sustenance was himself. Although he was being used as a spiritual sustenance by a eunuch, he could still feel the other party's concern to some extent.

"Chang Chang, what do you want to do with your smile?"

"Cluck, cluck, cluck." Chang Chang covered his mouth and said proudly, "The troubles in life come from thinking too much, and it doesn't help. The Za family thinks you are obsessed with it."

Am I obsessed?

Qin Kun didn't understand.

Chang Chang pointed to the ghost friends who were eating together and said: "All the ghost friends gathered here, they should eat and drink. Even after death, you can eat and drink. This is the only comfort in life. Why do you think about it? Are there any?"

Chang Chang asked tentatively: "How about the Zajia find some female ghosts for you to play with?"

Qin Kun's face darkened, and this was not how he diverted his attention. Xu Tao's ears perked up as she was eating, and she said loudly: "Xu is not talented, but he is willing to do the beauty pageant for Brother Kun!"

With a flick of her pigtails and in her mouth, Xu Tao jumped onto the table wearing obscene trousers and said loudly: "Eunuch Chang, I'll go with you! I know a few people at the dance, and I've written down their addresses!"

As a host, the most miserable thing is not being beaten, but that his subordinates are discussing how to pick up other people's ghosts, and are even preparing to pay tribute to him. Qin Kun asked himself, he couldn't afford to lose that person.

Once the dirty jokes started, I couldn't stop them.

The peeler threw a peanut into his mouth and said righteously: "Brother Kun needs you to look for someone? That's ridiculous. If you want to look for someone for yourself, just say, count me in."

The headless ghost's voice came from his chest: "Count me in."

The old ghost in golden clothes is serving the flowers and plants: "Count me in."

"Do you still need it, old man?"

"A man's heart never grows old! Besides, I'm not good at cultivation and I've saved all my money. Does the rich man know that?"

The Laughing Ghost chuckled: "Count me in! Add another sixteen!"

The Laughing Ghost knew that other people would definitely not approve of him picking up girls, so now that he was using Brother Sixteen as a shield, there would be no problem.

Monk Shui clicked his tongue and said: "Little Guitou, how old is your caterpillar? I just want to have some."

Brother Sixteen said timidly: "I have a wife... She is buried not far from Brother Kun's community."

The ghosts were shocked.

The hanged ghost was shaking his head in the corner. The quality of Qin Kun and other gangsters was too low. They were incomparable to Yang Shen's Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts. They spent all day doing nothing but practicing and thinking about masculine things. They were useless!

However, the Hanged Ghost liked this atmosphere very much. He now understood why the Wedding Ghost liked this place.

"Count me in!" the hanged man shouted loudly.

Peipi frowned: "Ah Diao, you look weak, isn't it appropriate? You brag about your high potential, but your cultivation level has never improved, and you are still a ghost. If I find you a girl, do you still want to practice?"

The hanged ghost was furious. Niu Meng put down the snake soup bowl and groaned: "A Diao, you have such a long tongue, you don't need Xu Tao to help you find one. Today, Lao Niu saw several female ghosts ogling you."

In the main tomb, there was constant violence, and the hanged man was very angry, but he couldn't really get angry.

"Niu Meng! You are not a serious person!"

Niu Meng stood up calmly: "Xu Tao, if there is a good-looking heifer, look for it for me. Brother Kun said that it is normal for a grown man to have three wives and four concubines. I cannot be sorry for Brother Kun's teaching."

fart!

Qin Kun's eyes widened: When did I say such a thing?