Ghost Shelter System

That male ghost had horse hoof prints all over his body. Even if he hid his death sign, the horse hoof prints couldn't be hidden.

His long hair is messy, he wears a forehead wiper, and his beard looks rough, but his face is thin and his murderous aura is restrained.

Behind Li Chong, the cursed ghost appeared. The cursed female ghost lay on Li Chong's back, with strange tattoos all over her face. She pushed her long hair away from her forehead and looked at the male ghost, smiling sinisterly, as if to cheer Li Chong. .

Behind Han Yao, the stove ghost appeared.

Behind Cui Honghu, a three-eyed ghost appeared.

Behind Wang Qian, Feilei Zheng appeared.

Behind Chai Ziyue, the bell-tangled ghost appeared.

Behind Chu Qianxun, the Corpse Lantern Ghost appeared.

Behind Qin Kun, stood a bull demon, its bull eyes looking at him indifferently.

"Haha, there are more people than there are?"

The male ghost was carrying a big ax, pointing his thumb at himself, and raised the corner of his mouth, "This certain person is the number one ghost under the command of the 'Buddha Enemy', the Blood Ax Ghost King, boys, come out!"

The male ghost with a big ax filled the sky with evil energy, but for some reason, the ghost energy was the fluctuation of wild ghosts. He shouted loudly, and several phantoms appeared one after another around him.

The second ghost appeared, with a human-like appearance, and his body was covered with needles and threads. The threads passed through the flesh, and the needles hung on the threads. Like tassels, they came out from everywhere on the body, as if they were covered with hair, and the same was true on the face.

"The number one ghost under the command of the 'Xuandu Shenhou', the Silk-Tangled Ghost King." His mouth was sewn shut, and the needle and thread on his mouth opened and closed when he spoke. Although his expression was normal, the dense mess of threads all over his body made his scalp numb.

The third ghost yawned, his face as white as paper, and Qin Kun's heavenly eyes discovered that there was a wound on his back, from the back of his head to his tailbone, with his entire spine exposed.

"You big bastard, why are you making such a fuss...Who is the younger one to you...Who do you think you are!"

The white-faced ghost glanced disdainfully at the male ghost with the big axe, then raised his eyelids and looked at Qin Kun and the others and their ghosts. There was some sparkle in his eyes: "Hey, no one has been here for a long time. Look at your ghosts. They are both good and strong. Are they all descendants of Mount Fuyu? Have you ever heard of me? The number one ghost under the ‘Shenwu Taizu’ is the White Ridge Ghost King.”

The fourth ghost was solidified, half of its face seemed to have been roasted in the fire, its eyes were burned out, and its lips were completely burned. The next moment, a mask hung down, and half of the face was covered with a scarf. The scholar said politely: "The number one ghost under Yan Ban's command is the semi-evil ghost king."

The fifth ghost was tall, nearly two meters tall. He picked up a pole. The two frames were full of human heads. He was wearing straw sandals under his feet. His finger bones were worn out. His pure white toes were exposed through the straw sandals. He wiped his sweat and smiled. : "The number one ghost under the command of 'King Kong King who moves mountains' is the ghost king who carries mountains."

The sixth ghost was naked and wet. He was obviously a drowned ghost. He was carrying a harpoon and wearing a bamboo hat. When he walked, ripples appeared in the void like water ripples.

"A descendant has come to Fuyu Mountain? Why don't you give Grandpa some incense? Grandpa is the number one ghost under the command of Qing Xuan Hai, the Ghost King of Fanjiang."

The seventh ghost is extremely ugly and does not look like a human at all. It has two short halberds hanging on its waist, blue muscles, and an animal skin skirt. It has its bare feet on the ground, its limbs are wearing copper rings, and its fangs are protruding.

As soon as he appeared, Niu Meng was shocked: "Yaksha?"

Yaksha?

Qin Kun was startled, black and white are impermanent, bull's head and horse's face, traveling day and night, Yaksha Rakshasa, what a sinister mistake! Is this guy a Yaksha? Doesn't it mean that he was not a normal person during his lifetime, but an aborigine from Yincao?

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, Bull Demon? Interesting... I can actually see the Bull Demon here?!" the Yaksha said excitedly.

The Bull Demon was stunned, and the arms around his chest loosened, and he said tongue-tied: "I... the eight heavenly dragons can call me, you are... King Ming?"

"Of course! I am the number one ghost under the command of the 'Wan Shu Zhenren', King Yaksha Ming. Are you the descendants of Fuyu Mountain?"

Seven ghosts, one fierce ghost, and six wild ghosts, each claiming his own family, were all ghost servants who had accompanied the tengu.

Except for the first generation Tengu, the previous generation Tengu and himself, Qin Kun discovered that they were all here!

'Buddha Enemy' Yuwenke, 'Xuandu Shenhou' Gongsun Feimao, 'Shenwu Taizu' Guo Wei, 'Yan Pan' Bao Xiren, 'Mountain-moving King Kong' Du Xingyun, 'Qingxuanhai' Ma Yongjiang, 'Wanshu Zhenren' 'Wu Yunzi, are all the ghosts of the seven people here?

The air is quiet.

Li Chong not only lost his anger, but also the urge to urinate. He smashed his mouth, his heart was beating fast, and he muttered: "It's such a big deal... This is the first time I've seen a ghost make a show for someone..."

Seven ghosts, the most powerful one is probably not as strong as Brother Sixteen, but his aura is different. He feels confident that he can kill a ghost city.

The Blood Ax Ghost King smiled and raised his chin to signal Li Chong: "Didn't I just ask someone to sign up? Come down and have a fight?"

Li Chong was very angry and rolled his eyes at the other party: "Hit? That's bullying you."

The White-ridged Ghost King's face turned pale, and he clicked his tongue: "Young students, it's not our bragging. You may not be able to bully us."

The half-faced, half-evil ghost king, the scholar-like male ghost nodded: "Yes."

The mountain-carrying ghost king carrying the pole smiled honestly: "If you don't mention the killing, is there any incense?"

"Yes, that's the point." The Silk-Tangled Ghost King, who was covered in needles, swayed with his body, and you could still hear the subtle sound of needle tips colliding.

The two parties were in a stalemate, and Qin Kun was also a little bit dumbfounded. Is it appropriate for a group of wild ghosts to blow so loudly? Blatantly asking for incense? Sure enough, it is ripe...

There is only Wuyunzi's Yaksha Mingwang, who is now barely the wave of a fierce ghost, and the others feel like they will die if they spit out Yang Qi.

I don’t want to listen to them continue to brag, and I don’t want to be given the upper hand in terms of momentum. Anyway, I’m not convinced by the other party, so I can’t fall out. So the stalemate continued until Ge Zhan appeared.

The old Dragon King glanced at them sideways: "Are not all of them dead?"

The few old ghosts saw Ge Zhan for a moment, and they smiled like they saw an acquaintance: "Xiao Ge, you haven't gone up the mountain for so long, have you forgotten Mount Fuyu? Where are the other juniors?"

Little... Ge...

Qin Kun and the others turned their heads and looked at Ge Zhan.

Ge Zhan coughed dryly and his cheeks turned red: "There are incense, food, offerings, and wine in the Taoist temple. Find it yourself. The other guys, except Sakonchen, are all dead."

"You're dead. Didn't you tell the descendants our names before you died?"

"That's right, by the way, I haven't seen you go up the mountain for so long, and you suddenly came here today. Is the Maoshan Dan Meeting held again?"

"How long has it been since the last Dan meeting? It's been 50 years, right?"

Ge Zhan sighed: "It's been 70 years..."

For a moment, these old ghosts felt a little sad. It has been 70 years, and they have been trapped in this place for another 70 years...

"Can we win this year? Who is in charge of this generation?"

Ge Zhan looked at Qin Kun, and the other ghosts also looked at Qin Kun.

Behind Qin Kun, Niu Meng stood. Looking at Qin Kun with seven eyes, the hairs on Qin Kun's body suddenly stood up.

The wild ghosts that Qin Kun had seen had never given him this kind of feeling. Oppression, danger, and heart palpitations were just the eyes of the seven wild ghosts. Qin Kun found that his skin was covered with goosebumps.

The Blood Ax Ghost smiled: "Don't lose again this year. Otherwise we won't be able to get out in our lifetime."

Seven ghosts, either provocative or with deep intentions, passed through Qin Kun's body one after another. Qin Kun was startled because his Yang Qi had no control over them!

If they were ordinary wild ghosts, just releasing their Yang Qi would cause them to burn and explode.

They actually...ignore themselves?