Ghost Shelter System

While observing on the first floor, Qin Kun noticed a bloody stench.

But the source was not found on the first floor.

So come and have a look on the second floor.

Generally, there are three types of bloody stench, one is corpse stench, the other is ghost hallucination, and the third is blood sacrifice spell.

The three differences are that the first is the odor in the physical form, the second is the hallucination, and the third is the odor caused by the fluctuation of spiritual power. The higher the strength, the more smells you can smell. This is the improvement of the five senses brought about by the sublimation of life forms. They are all odors. The first type can be smelled by ordinary people, the second type can be smelled by magicians, and the third type Only a powerful ghost hunter can smell it.

So Qin Kun just asked the girl with the dragon fruit head, just to determine what kind of stench it was.

Mr. Xiao said hello to his wife, who went downstairs. Qin Kun said some pleasantries and walked upstairs.

The layout of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor, but more spacious. Qin Kun walked in front, and Grasshopper whispered from behind: "Uncle, who did you just call? Why did your attitude towards Brother Qin change after the call? "

Mr. Xiao booed: "Keep your voice down! Brother Qin, the big boss behind me is on an equal footing with him. Don't make Mr. Qin unhappy by having random relationships."

The Grasshopper shrank his neck.

No...impossible, right?

My mother revealed that the reason why my uncle is doing well now is because he has the support of a big boss behind him. Although it is just a simple care, it has already made his uncle a rich man. The big boss actually talks with Brother Qin on an equal footing?

hiss……

I have to tell Brother Mosquito and the others about this, I wonder if it will scare them.

On the second floor, Qin Kun swept around and said to Grasshopper and his uncle: "Mr. Xiao, please open all the doors, and then you can go down."

Mr. Xiao first pushed away the Grasshopper, and then whispered: "Mr. Qin, is there really something evil going on in my house?"

Qin Kun patted him on the shoulder: "Yes. But don't be afraid, it's man-made."

man-made?

"Someone wants to kill my wife?"

"It doesn't look like that."

Blood sacrifice spells do not necessarily use other people's blood, they may also use your own blood, and they are not necessarily harmful spells.

The Burning Blood Returning Yang Seal of Luanchan Temple and the Lingxi Finger of Fengdu Temple are both blood sacrifice techniques.

Putting aside the idea of ​​harming people and saving others for now, because I just met Mr. Xiao’s wife. She is very normal, there is nothing evil about her, but she is kind of holy, and her aura is very comfortable.

"Then... I'll ask Mr. Qin to take a look."

Mr. Xiao felt unsure, so he had no choice but to go downstairs.

The second floor became empty.

Without its popularity, the smell of blood has faded.

In such an environment, a top-notch ghost hunter standing here can easily capture other smells.

On the entire second floor, only the bathroom door was closed.

Qin Kun stood not far from the bathroom and whispered: "Aren't you ready to come out?"

In the bathroom, there was no response for a long time.

Qin Kun smiled: "Don't accumulate strength or overreact. Your situation will change based on your attitude."

A group of spiritual energy had gathered in the bathroom just now, but after listening to Qin Kun's words, it quickly dispersed.

Snapped.

The bathroom light is on.

Uh-huh.

Then, the sound of a shower comes on.

It seemed like someone had walked under the shower head and started washing himself.

"Don't say anything? I'm coming in." Qin Kun's voice was also a warning.

The people inside still didn't speak.

Qin Kun opened the bathroom door and walked in.

The bathroom was large, with a faint mist, and under the shower head, there was a woman.

Blonde hair, fair skin, wearing a black robe, she held up her hair and let the water splash on her face.

The side face looks good.

Qin Kun's first evaluation.

Then, the woman's broad black robe slipped from her shoulders, and she was actually wearing nothing underneath. Qin Kun was caught off guard.

On his smooth back, there is an inverted five-star scar and an inverted cross scar overlapping each other.

It's just a scar.

On the pale pink scar, there is a tattoo of a sheep-headed demon, ferocious and evil.

The overlapping identities of devil, beauty and pagan gave this blonde woman a different kind of charm. She turned her head and looked at Qin Kun: "Exorcist of the East, I am so unfortunate to see you again."

The mist was not enough to cover the woman's face, and Qin Kun looked very surprised when he saw it clearly.

It's her?

In Wuzhou City, the destruction of the Spiritual Detection Department was due to her.

When she was still in Luanchan Temple, she was about to detain the temple spirit Wei Tuo there. This woman, when someone touched her, a man would work for her, and when she touched someone, a higher-ranking man would follow her. Qin Kun was very impressed. It was at that time that I realized how good the benefits of the Black Soul Sect were.

Did I actually see her in Linjiang City this time?

"Is that O'Lain? Nice to meet you."

The blond woman was surprised that Qin Kun remembered her name, and her smile was both coquettish and holy. Qin Kun found that his heartbeat was a little accelerated.

The shower was turned off, O'Lain squeezed out the bath liquid and applied it on her body. Her white jade feet were placed on the edge of the bathtub, and her nails were dyed dark red. Her palms caressed her smooth calves all the way to her body. Qin Kun couldn't bear to look away. Blinking, he didn't look back until the bath liquid started to bubble.

O'Lain didn't care at all that he was not wearing anything, and he didn't care that Qin Kun was admiring it. He asked calmly, as if chatting about everyday things, "I wonder what brings you here today?"

With a cold and holy demeanor and a seductive posture, the two irreconcilable temperaments merged into one. Qin Kun was feasting his eyes and his mouth was dry.

The grand scene in the world is nothing more than this...

"It's nothing. I came here specifically to see you take a shower. You take a shower first, and we'll talk about other things after you take a shower. Do you want to... rub your back?"

There was a ledge in the bathroom. Qin Kun sat down with his eyes looking for an advantage.

O'Lain's free movements suddenly froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This is not the result she wants!

Why is this Eastern exorcist’s reaction so shameless? !

Compared to some of the believers in the sect, he is more like a shameless pervert.

"Have you seen enough?" O'Lain was slightly angry.

Qin Kun shrugged: "You took off your clothes in front of me and took a shower and used lotion, and you still think I'm looking at you? By the way, your butt is a little saggy."

"Qin Kun!!!"

Brother Qin Kun withdrew his eyes and sneered in vain: "You still know my name? Priest O'Lain, I haven't settled the accounts with you in Wuzhou City yet. For the sake of your good figure, I will give it to you. To save face. Tell me the reason for the spell on the mistress of this house. I will leave your body intact."

Lustful but not dizzy, this kind of person is simply a nightmare for O'Lain.

He makes no secret of his greed for his body, nor does he hide his murderous intention towards himself. One moment he was joking about his figure, the next moment he was going to kill himself.

O'Lain saw the same complex temperament in Qin Kun. This person is by no means a sympathetic person. Although he is lustful, he knows his priorities clearly and seems to have no weaknesses.

Are all charms useless?

O'Lain looked at Qin Kun's crotch and felt a little disappointed.

She whispered: "Actually, you and I have no quarrel, right? Since last year, you have killed Leibniz, Pullman, Eunice, Kaman, etc., and almost nine black soul cultists in China have been killed or injured. Chengdu has something to do with you. Including the Black Umbrella mercenary from the Asian branch, Qin Kun, the Black Soul Sect has never messed with you!"

O'Lain looked pitiful, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her hands on her chest, very sincere.

"O'Lain, wouldn't it appear that you are naive when you say this? A group of dirty people put themselves in the position of victims, and your teachings are only scoundrels and stupidity?"

O'Lain's eyes were filled with anger: "Don't insult our teachings!"

Qin Kun smiled, turned on the shower, and saw the foam washing away with the water. He looked at O'Lain's figure from a close distance and stroked the foam away from him thoughtfully.

"No, no, no, you are humiliating yourself."

Having been taken advantage of, the other party was not ready to spare her. Humiliation rose from the bottom of her heart and turned into anger. O'Lain's nails suddenly swelled and stabbed Qin Kun's throat.

But Qin Kun was faster. A butterfly knife appeared and touched O'Lain's chin.

"Don't move around. A scratched face won't look good. Those Blood Soul Knights and Blood Soul Priests who came with you, including the guy wearing the corpse, can't beat me. You're a whore of the Holy See, so stop struggling."

O'Lain ignored Qin Kun's warning, paused and still stabbed Qin Kun's throat with his finger.

Qin Kun bent the joint of his other hand and flicked it hard.

A bloodshot fingernail was peeled off from the fingertips, and the fingers were connected to the heart. O'Lain screamed in pain, but Qin Kun covered his mouth.

"Shh, don't scare others. As a black soul apostle, you should be able to endure this pain, right?"

The tip of the butterfly knife pierced O'Lain's skin, and blood oozed out. Qin Kun was smiling, with a cold and piercing smile. The tip of the knife had already penetrated half a centimeter. This sentence contained a full warning.

The pain of cut skin and the pain of numb fingertips also made O'Lain sober. She found that Qin Kun's behavior was the same as his attitude, and he would never let her go.

With blood flowing down, O'Lain begged: "Qin Kun, our group of black soul apostles don't have much blood on our hands. At least I don't have much blood on my hands. You can't silence me just because I am a member of the cult! I show up. I am here to help the mistress here fulfill her dream of giving birth! She saved my life, so I...have no ill intentions!"

"Fart! Do you think you are Guanyin? How dare you fool me now?"

"My hands are really not stained with blood. The saint will not be stained with blood! Unless I am redeemed by the true God of Satan, I am not afraid of anything!"

Qin Kun sneered and wanted to say something else, but he reacted instantly.

"Wait, can you help give birth to a baby?"