Ghost Shelter System

There is a saying that eating people is short-tongued and being soft-handed.

During this period, Qin Kun lived in a luxury hotel and ate and drank, which greatly changed his impression of Sakonomi, and finally settled on a bad old man who was self-righteous, ruthless but generous.

Sakonomi's purpose is very simple, first get Xingduo, and then get rid of himself.

My purpose is also very simple. I want to quickly recruit a few hell disciples to complete this stage of the mission and leave here as soon as possible.

So every day at noon, the two of them went on the same trip.

"Chishuo, why do I feel that Old Man Zuo has been racing against time these days, and now he goes out before 12 noon? Does he know our purpose?"

Qin Kun asked the flesh-and-blood man.

Red refers to blood, and the new moon refers to the moon. Fleshman said that his tribe is called the "Holy Moon Clan" and is also known as "Blood Eater". This is the origin of Fleshman's nickname.

After listening to Qin Kun's words, the flesh-and-blood man shook his head: "No! I didn't say anything!"

All right.

Qin Kun felt relieved and went out early.

Pretending to be a tourist during the day and preaching to a target at night, Qin Kun felt that he was no different from a cult. Why is it so difficult to accept someone who is willing to become a disciple of hell?

The security in London is acceptable. As the largest church in Great Britain, St. Paul's Cathedral is said to have a cardinal in charge, and there are probably many exorcists here.

Qin Kun tried his best to avoid it and wandered in the underground society, that is, on the edge of the city.

At 9 p.m., London's nightlife scene is very fixed, and most underground people will gather in civilian areas, also known as rat neighborhoods. People who have been working all day, or people who have nothing to do all day, always come here in the evening to have a drink, or pick up a girl and compare notes on life skills.

In a dark and damp alley, this is the backstreet of a striptease venue. Qin Kun followed a young man in a hoodie and came here.

The young man yawned and secretly rolled a joint to refresh himself. When he saw Qin Kun following him out, he was a little wary, but he didn't have any extreme reaction.

"Hey."

Qin Kun lit a cigarette and squatted next to the young man: "Are you a believer? It seems that believers cannot touch these things."

The young man sneered, showing his white teeth: "Yellow man, do you like to meddle in other people's business? This is Mouse Street, and the believers in Mouse Street cannot be favored by God. Do you understand?"

Qin Kun nodded thoughtfully. This guy was probably not a serious believer.

"Then, do you want to gain the power of corruption? You can sincerely worship me as your teacher, and I will accept you as a disciple of hell?"

"Huh?" The young man laughed dumbly. Is this yellow guy mentally ill?

"Are you a cult? Or an underground gang?"

"No, have you ever heard of The Exorcist?" Qin Kun looked at the other party quietly.

In the past few days, Qin Kun has hit many walls and his brain has become brighter. Some normal people, who have never experienced supernatural events, have absolutely normal views on the world. Ghosts, living corpses, and ghosts only appear in movies. thing.

Qin Kun felt that only some special people could help him complete this task. Such as this young man!

In the striptease bar, the young man had been paying attention to the corner and seemed very nervous. Qin Kun saw in the corner a woman who died tragically. Her clothes were disheveled. She seemed to have been physically abused to death, and she was very angry. .

That's why he found the other party tonight.

"The Exorcist? Hahahaha... What a stupid story. Do you want to trick me into smoking marijuana? It's a pity that I don't have any more." After the young man finished speaking, he took the last puff leisurely, and then he shivered and stood energetically. Get up.

However, Qin Kun also stood up, put his arm on the opponent's shoulders, and pushed him down.

"Don't worry. So, did you see anything dirty in the bar just now...for example, the woman who died tragically?"

The young man wanted to open Qin Kun's hand roughly, but suddenly froze.

He looked at Qin Kun in disbelief: "What are you talking about? I didn't see anything!"

Nervous.

Qin Kun smiled and said seductively: "There are many knowledgeable people in this world, but the vast majority are ignorant. Only by exchanging souls with demons can you gain the ability to see the world clearly."

The young man swallowed, and suddenly saw Qin Kun walking in, and he followed him in by accident.

In a striptease bar, the bold drinkers sprayed beer on the dancers. The dancers became even more bold and made a series of bold and provocative moves, which made the drunkards whistle continuously.

In the corner, Qin Kun took a large glass of dark beer and sat down, not caring about the lively performance. The chair opposite him was empty. It seemed that many drinkers were driven by a special magic and were unwilling to sit down here. .

Across the table, the woman who died tragically looked at Qin Kun drinking beer, baring her blackened teeth, growing long nails on her fingers, and slowly clawing at Qin Kun's neck.

The female ghost continued to release her ghost energy and looked at Qin Kun jokingly. Her fingernails were already placed on Qin Kun's throat. Qin Kun burped and smiled at her: "Would you like a drink?"

The female ghost was startled, her fingers hovering in the air.

Qin Kun took an empty cup on the table, poured half of it and pushed it over.

The female ghost looked at the glass of wine in surprise, and then looked behind her... Is there no one there?

The female ghost did not believe in evil, and the ghost claws stretched out again. Suddenly, Qin Kun blew a puff of smoke into her face, blurring her vision. Then she found that her hair was grabbed and lifted up.

"You ungrateful animal?"

The female ghost was horrified and screamed loudly, but was thrown to the ground like a rag and crushed under foot.

His soul was shattered, black smoke exploded, and his screams were drowned out by the deafening sound. This female ghost died tragically, but her body smelled so bad that she probably harmed many people and breathed in a lot of miscellaneous yang energy.

The urn in Qin Kun's hand appeared and he put it in it. Then he turned around and said, "Did you see it?"

From the beginning to the end, the young man just now has been following Qin Kun, watching with his own eyes as Qin Kun beat the female ghost to pieces and put it in with a strange container.

The young man was stunned.

"This... you just... eliminated her?" The young man was already incoherent.

Qin Kun smiled slightly: "You saw it with your own eyes, what do you think?"

The young man's worldview collapsed and he swallowed: "This is what you just said, the power you get by selling your soul to the devil? Then, can you teach me?"

Qin Kun smiled happily: "Worship me as your teacher."

"Please, be my mentor and teach me how to use the power given by the devil!"

The next moment, a reminder appeared in my mind.

'Ding! Unfortunately, the recruitment target is not willing to become your disciple’

Qin Kun's smile froze.

The young man said with a shy face: "Huang Pi... Oh no sir! Can you please teach me what you just did?!"

Qin Kun's round slap made the entire striptease bar fall into silence.

Many drinkers saw a young man wearing a hoodie being slapped away and spinning into the pool next to the dancer. Then, a yellow-skinned drinker walked out with a dark face and a sinister look on his body.