Ghost Shelter System

The pain disappears, the ghostly energy disappears, the ghostly shadow disappears.

Malorne breathed heavily and lay on the ground, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

He stared at the top of the tomb and turned over with difficulty.

Tears and mucus constantly pour out of the mouth and nose. This is the physical reaction after suffering the pain, that is, the sequelae.

Did his own black death curse hurt him?

Malorne shook her head, struggled to stand up, and looked at Qin Kun in disbelief. Was her eyes stunned? Or fear? Or maybe both.

"Five ghosts are here..."

Malorne muttered to herself dryly, the presence of the five ghosts was beyond her knowledge. Where do all these ghosts come from? How could those ghosts be so strong? In some respects, Qin Kun is invulnerable, even if he is a ghost, he is also invulnerable. This is the scariest part!

Judging from the exhausting fight just now, the opponent is the leader who is able to test his own weaknesses with ease, and he has been struggling to deal with it!

He didn't even know where Qin Kun's weakness was.

Is this just a Styx-level host? Only ranked forty-four?

Is Twilight God blind? ! !

Malorne noticed that the corners of Qin Kun's eyes were twitching unconsciously and he was smiling nervously. In order to show that he no longer intended to be an enemy, he bowed to Qin Kun and said, "Teacher, I have learned my lesson."

Qin Kun had a strange expression, as if his face was out of control, but he was relieved in his heart.

Malorne burst into tears, so why not him?

The Black Death Curse made people feel as if their souls had become necrotic after being cursed, and their physical skills were instantly out of control. The pain of bone necrosis plus the pain of the five ghosts being present is still fresh in their memories.

However, compared to Malorne's embarrassment, Qin Kun survived!

The existence of the Ten Death Altar continuously supplies merits. A small ghost has 100 points, and a big ghost has 200 points. He never lacks merits. If it were not for the Taoism that requires intensive study and exchange, Qin Kun might have more.

These miscellaneous skills and techniques, as well as the increasingly powerful Immortal Ghost, are the keys to his victory.

After the battle with Malorne, Qin Kun gradually realized the strength of the underworld-level host and smiled at him: "If you don't want to steal my territory anymore, just find a place to live nearby."

Qin Kun pressed his head against Malorne's: "My patience is limited."

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Malorne is gone.

After leaving, the system in his mind prompted 'Welcome the host to the City of Ten Deaths'.

Qin Kun sighed. After that change, the binding force of the Ten Death Law became weaker and weaker. In the past, when others broke into his territory, his personal attributes would be greatly reduced. Now, after he woke up, his disciple Silver Bat came to snatch it. Lorne came to rob it once. There is no sense of security in this territory. It's too bad.

All the ghosts were released and settled in.

All the ghosts were familiar with the Kunlun Tomb. Only the newly acquired corpse vine ghost looked at everything curiously.

"where is this place?"

"It seems to have more Yin Qi than the Six Dragon Paths?"

"Angry with dragon? It doesn't seem like..."

"Master Qin...oh no, master, where is this?"

Corpse Vine Ghost Yaoyao followed Qin Kun and chirped questions.

The beloved daughter of the Gushan Ghost King died tragically and became fertilizer for vines, so that when she appeared, the roots of vines were still stuck in her body. She looked more terrifying than Peeling with grass stuffed in her belly. Some of the vines were rooted in her body. In Yao's head, flowers crawl in and out of the eye sockets, and even flowers bloom. The shape is too unique.

The wedding ghost grabbed her and said, "Shh, this is a secret place. Master can take us to many secret places, so we can't ask more questions."

"Why?"

The Wedding Dress Ghost smiled: "Master won't ask too much about us. Don't you think it's good to respect each other? Everyone needs to have their own little secret."

The strong iron chain, the Skinned Ghost's human skin, the cause of the water monk's death, the Headless Ghost's family, the loneliness of the Hanged Ghost, the Laughing Ghost's small bottle, the terrifying poisonous lines on Brother Sixteen's face, and the Wedding Dress Ghost Beyond the knowledge of ordinary people, these are their secrets, or the past that they don’t want to mention or think about.

Qin Kun has never inquired deeply. For a Taoist priest who raises ghosts, if he dares to raise his ghosts without fully understanding their identities in detail, that is trust.

For Yin people, Yang people can give them the greatest trust!

Qin Kun gave it to them, so they never wanted to ask about Qin Kun.

The corpse vine ghost crossed his hands on his chest, bulging with anger, and the vine tentacles on his head scratched his head: "But... I have no secrets!"

The Wedding Dress Ghost was amused. This ghost king who was supported was still the same as a child in some aspects of his mind, which was actually quite good.

Qin Kun went out for a walk, and Niu Meng followed behind.

As soon as the two left, the tomb became lively.

"Amitabha, Headless, have you noticed that the master has become stronger again?"

The water monk clasped his hands together and looked at the headless ghost. The headless ghost was carving a wooden carving and cutting off its head.

Next to the sarcophagus where he lives, there are about thirty carefully carved heads piled up, and they are all his treasures.

There was a dull sound in the chest, and Wu Tou said: "Isn't this normal? Five ghosts are on top of me."

The hanged ghost was hung on the ceiling of the tomb, and the rope could be long or short. He hung down, stuck out his tongue, stared at his eyes and said: "It's so abnormal! Ghost magic requires people to react correctly when suffering pain. I don't know How painful your death was, but the way I died was absolutely unbearable."

Monk Shui nodded: "Indeed, with five ways of death and six personalities gathered into one body, a normal person would have gone crazy... The last time we were in Gushan Ghost City, the master was still in a daze, but now he can bear the pain of our upper body."

Peipei next to him was holding a grass branch in his mouth, recalling the scene of his tragic death and couldn't help but shudder.

"Damn it... I don't even want to recall the pain I felt when I died. Master is really strong. He can withstand five kinds of things at once..."

"Four kinds, right? That cow is not dead!" said the Hanged Ghost.

Monk Shui curled his lips: "Brother Niu was born a dead ghost."

There's a debate going on here.

Xu Tao was playing cards.

The braid was bitten to her mouth, and in front of Xu Tao sat the Laughing Ghost, Brother Sixteen, Stone Snake Ji, and the four guards of Brother Sixteen.

Xu Tao was sitting in the bank betting, looking at the crowd, and sneered: "Did you see, this is the strength of our master! Who is that Malorne? The sky is falling, Niu Meng and the others are holding on, what can we do? Of course, when Legs, maybe one day they will become cannon fodder! But I, Xu Tao, have this awareness. The master provides good food and drink, so we must play some role!"

"So, since one day in the future we will die calmly, or even be wiped out in ashes, we have to enjoy ourselves in time! Let's not say anything and let's gamble."

Eunuch Chang and the tea fairy and ghost were drinking tea nearby, while the old ghost in brocade clothes and his subordinate Wang Laocai were waiting on the flowers and plants.

Eunuch Chang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "The Za family has never heard of gambling being so soul-stirring as to describe it. It's really embarrassing to the master."

The Wedding Dress Ghost came over and sat next to the coffin. The Tea Fairy and Ghost politely made her a cup of tea, and the Wedding Dress Ghost took it with thanks.

"Father, don't be angry. That's just how Xu Tao is. Just don't let the two little devils damage your headband."

The corpse vine ghost also came over and saw the old ghost in golden clothes serving flowers and plants and approached him: "Hey, are you planting flowers?"

Jinyi Laogui, like Wang Laocai and the flower farmer, feels good to be with everyone, but he is of no use and does not want to waste time on gambling. He has always regarded planting flowers as his own responsibility.

"haha, yes."

The old ghost in Jinyi smiled politely, but he was not too humble. Even if the other party was a ghost king, he was still Qin Kun's subordinate. It would be good if everyone could live in harmony.

The corpse vine ghost pursed his lips, nodded, and said, "But it doesn't seem to like staying here."

"Ah?" Jinyi Old Ghost and Wang Laocai were startled, "What do you mean?"

"It wants to get some air."

"Who told you?"

"It speaks for itself."