Ghost Shelter System

Witchcraft backfires!

When a mirage dominated by a mirage world is not controlled, it can easily cause backlash from the caster.

Mirages exist in the mirage world and are a key part of the caster's "spell". As the scarecrow lost control, Hei Po's eyesight went dark, and a rebellious force majeure hit her mind, causing her to faint.

The mirage was shattered like a shattered mirror.

In the private room of the hotel, Qin Kun was still sitting at the front seat, while the others stood up one after another!

"What was that just now?!"

"Ghost General! Why would a ghost general appear?"

"Is it... Master Qin's mirage?"

"No! Absolutely not! That's a real big ghost!"

Several people looked at Qin Kun in horror. How could this young man have the ability to raise a big ghost? ? ?

Hei Po leaned directly on the chair and fainted. Qin Kun saw that she was still breathing and thought she was okay, but she just fainted. Judging from the skinning method, it is quite gentle. If the group of scarecrows are ordered to attack Hei Po, Hei Po may be in trouble this time.

Among the group of people, the one who was most surprised was Zhao Wumian from Feishui Mountain. He and Hei Po had always known each other. She was the most powerful goddess in Caotou Village and she was very clever. In the Wuzhou area, many brats mentioned her name. They were all worried, but who knew that when they met, they would be stunned by this young man!

"You raise ghosts!" Zhao Wumian gritted his teeth, and the words popped out between his teeth.

"Isn't it possible?" Qin Kun asked in confusion.

Zhao Wumian actually wanted to say that of course not, ghosts are evil spirits, and Taoist priests who raise ghosts are mostly evil heretics and are extremely susceptible to the backlash of ghost energy and will not end well. But in the path of life and death, the heavenly masters of Maoshan have been raising fierce ghosts for generations. This is also their help in walking the path of life and death.

It seems to make sense that Buyeo Mountain is the companion of Maoshan Mountain, and the master is a black dog raising ghosts.

"Of course... no... it's not impossible. But ghosts and even evil spirits are mourning. The more powerful the fierce ghosts, the purer the yin energy, which can easily affect people's minds. Master Qin, raising fierce ghosts without authorization will not do any good. End!" Zhao Wumian warned coldly, this reminder was more like a curse.

Qin Kun looked contemptuous: "Director Zhao, I always hate two kinds of people. One is those who beep when nothing happens, and the other is beeping when there is nothing to do. You take them all."

humiliation!

Zhao Wumian felt that this was a great shame and humiliation. In front of so many comrades, the other party humiliated him mercilessly!

unacceptable!

"Arrogant!" Zhao Daochang shouted.

"Three mountains and rivers pour towards the Tianmen, souls fly away from the Jiuyin River, evil thoughts turn into the body of a boy, tearing off the traces of cause and effect in the world!"

"Qin, watch your moves!"

"Nine Yin Water Ghost!"

The private room turned into a reed swamp, and sampans and broken boats were flowing along the river one after another. Qin Kun found that he had occupied a sampan. Around the reed swamp, countless infants, children, ghosts and corpses were scrambling to climb onto Qin Kun's sampan.

Another fight?

Are you trying to drag me down?

Those water ghosts who looked like kappas hugged Qin Kun's feet, or pulled Qin Kun's trouser legs hard. Qin Kun kicked them one by one into the water. Those who didn't get kicked off simply raised their feet and stomped the water. The ghost's scream was miserable, and for a while, Qin Kun was unable to do anything.

On the sampan not far away was Daozhang Zhao. The others were sitting on their own sampans, watching Qin Kun take action.

The battle between Qin Kun and Hei Po just now has opened their eyes to the ghost general! He actually has a ghost general there! But this time the mirage is a reed swamp, will his bloody corpse still work?

"Junior! You pissed me off!"

Zhao Wumian gritted his teeth in hatred, Qin Kun actually despised him in front of his face, he had to teach him a lesson!

On a sampan, Hei Po took a long breath, woke up quietly, and found that she was still in the mirage world. The difference was that this was a reed swamp!

"Gui Dawan, Mesmerized Soul! Daozhang Zhao has brought out his special skills!"

Hei Po stood up staggeringly and was overjoyed. She wanted to see Qin Kun's busy expression, but she was disappointed because Qin Kun stood there firmly, motionless, and the water ghost next to him seemed unable to enter him.

Behind Qin Kun, a vortex with a diameter of twenty meters appeared, and his sampan seemed to be sucked into it again. Zhao Wumian sneered: "Junior, it's still too late to beg for mercy. Don't make a fool of yourself later and blame me for bullying you!"

Qin Kun shouted from across the boat: "Daozhang Zhao, you are quite capable. Let's talk about it. I will beat you in a while, and you and Hei Po will give me a hard fight."

Hei Po said sharply: "Why do you still have me, grandma?"

Qin Kun said: "You have already lost and are not qualified to bargain."

Hei Po was so angry that she trembled all over and said nothing. Zhao Wumian, who was not far away, said: "Hmph! First, defeat Pindao. If you have any other skills, show them!"

Qin Kun smiled and said calmly: "Ah Shui, it's your place."

As Qin Kun called, everyone was shocked because another surging Yin Qi appeared! Although the yin energy penetrates people, it makes people feel comfortable when blowing it. A monk stood on the sampan and appeared behind Qin Kun.

"Amitabha, Master, is this...a fight?"

Monk Shui and Peipi lived together in Chenghuang Ling. Peipi had just returned and might have told what happened. It was no surprise that Monk Shui was called out this time.

I looked at the surrounding environment, okay, reeds! It is no different from the place where his body was buried.

"Can you beat that man off the boat?"

Monk Shui grinned: "It shouldn't be difficult."

The two were talking casually. Although Zhao Wumian couldn't hear him, his heart was beating fast because he suddenly saw another ghost general coming out from behind Qin Kun! Different from the bloody corpse just now, what came out this time was a pale monk.

That's a ghost general! It’s not Chinese cabbage! Where on earth did he find it!

Zhao Wumian's calves were trembling. He was still a little short of a first-class ghost hunter. He could barely cope with ghost generals.

The ghost general on the other side was quite kind and shouted loudly across the river: "The boatman on the opposite side...sit tight, there is a wave coming!"

Zhao Wumian shouted angrily: "Can a mere dark wind create waves in my Jiuyin River?"

The monk shrugged helplessly and clasped his hands together: "There is a wonderful method in Yuetan Lingshan, and the flood from the sky near the river can turn away ordinary disasters!"

"Hundred Tribulations Guishui!"

Bang puff puff puff puff

Five or six water jets exploded from the reed swamp, the river was churning, and water droplets fell on the body like rain. The water monk grasped the ghostly energy extremely accurately. The sampan of Qin Kun and others only shook slightly, but Zhao Wumian's sampan did not. It’s about to turn over!

Not long after the water column appeared, a big wave appeared behind Zhao Wumian, the wave was ten meters high!

The baby kappa corpses in the reeds screamed one after another. Compared with the other party's ghostly aura, the thin yin energy in their own body was simply insignificant, so they dived into the water one after another, never daring to show their heads again.

"Master Qin, stop it!"

The Cangdao leader couldn't bear to see Zhao Wumian's embarrassment, so he spoke for him.

It's too strong, it's not on the same level at all! Although Chief Cang kept overestimating Qin Kun, he still underestimated him. This young man's strength was already at the level of a first-class ghost hunter. Even if he did not use any Taoist skills, he could control two ghost generals, so he was probably not a first-class ghost hunter. Ghost Hunters can compare.

With Zhao Wumian's Taoist skills, it is impossible for him to be his opponent!

Zhao Wumian's face was ashen, and all he could do now was to be in a daze.

Qin Kun saw that the other party was scared out of his wits and sighed, why bother?

"Okay Ah Shui, let's get out of the way."

"Amitabha!"

Monk Shui put his hands together, and under the Buddha's light, the ten-meter wave disappeared instantly.

The mirage world was shattered. In the private room, Zhao Wumian seemed to be soaked all over, sitting on a chair and breathing heavily.

During the two battles, Hei Po and Zhao Wumian secretly wanted to show their fellow Taoists in Wuzhou City how they dealt with the Tengu in Fuyu Mountain. However, the two of them were tortured one after another, and they did not even see each other's Taoist skills. The shame is not ordinary.

The entire private room was silent as Qin Kun peeled off the last few shrimps, dipped them in soy sauce and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Are you convinced?"

With his cheeks bulging, Qin Kun chewed the shrimp and looked at Daozhang Zhao and Po Hei. They looked embarrassed and nodded with a wry smile.

"I am convinced and willing to help Master Qin."