Ghost Shelter System

Plunging into the gate of hell, looking back at the common people and forgetting about the mortal world.

At that moment, Qin Kun only felt that he had smashed a piece of paper. After the sound of tearing paper, his head was dizzy for a moment, and the color of the world in front of him changed.

Looking around, there are cages all over the mountains and plains.

The cage is a steamer with a clay stove underneath and a karma fire in the stove.

Steam filled the sky, some with black air, screams filled the valley, and the whole body instantly became sultry. This place was no different from a sauna.

Prompts come to mind.

"Tip: The host has arrived at one of the eighteen hells, Steamer Hell."

"Tip: [Hell Path], [Asura Path], and [Death Palace] functions are turned off"

An independent and powerful domain will affect the functions of the system. Steamer Hell forcibly shuts down the functions of the system. This can only show that this place is a world of its own and is isolated from other places.

It is said that hell is about punishment and elimination of karma, but Qin Kun thinks it is not that simple.

The miserable scene of hell was reflected in his eyes. This miserable scene was just a form of torture used to torture ghosts. The focus was on torture, not killing. Qin and Kun were far different from ghosts. He had the most experience in raising ghosts. He realized in an instant that if these tortures could not kill these ghosts, then they would be stronger if they survived.

"No wonder there is a ghost king here..."

The natural underworld, cruel punishments, and non-dead torture. Even if the evil ghost is captured, once it survives these tortures, wouldn't it mean that the fish will jump over the dragon's gate and turn the evil spirit into a king?

Is this a place where ghosts are raised or where ghosts are tortured?

Two ghost soldiers with big arms and round waists pulled the bellows and made a fire under the clay stove. The steam made the ghosts in the cage cry and scream. Qin Kun lost interest and started wandering in the mountains.

These ghosts put in the cage seemed to have been caught in the mountains. The mountains were high and the forests were deep, and the roads were difficult to walk. But with his eyes high in the sky, Qin Kun saw that there was a place similar to a cottage on the mountain. It seemed that the ghosts who had penetrated into the mountains and forests were organized on a large scale. Get up and fight against the ghost soldiers.

"Who is spying?!"

Deafening ghost roars appeared from the mountain stronghold. Qin Kun's field of vision was blown away by the roar. He was shocked and said with secret joy: "Ghost King?"

"Hey, new here?"

An ugly but strong ghost soldier patted Qin Kun. The ghost had a black face and a ferocious face. He was holding a steel fork. He was a Rakshasa. Qin Kun smiled, lit a cigarette, and handed another one over: "Yeah."

Rakshasa blinked and looked at Qin Kun with confusion.

Qin Kun blew out two puffs of smoke from his nose, put the smoke into the other person's mouth, and lit it for him.

Rakshasa took two puffs, choked to tears, curled his lips and threw the cigarette on the ground.

"What is this? How can it be so bitter?"

Qin Kun clicked his tongue and sighed: "Don't you understand? This thing only exists in the underworld. Those who love it regard it as fairy grass, and those who hate it regard it as poison. It seems that you are not blessed to bear it."

Rakshasa thought this man was very interesting. He looked like a human and a dog, not to mention that he was not as annoying as the black and white impermanence. Besides, he is quite literary.

"Hey, give me another one."

Two cigarettes immediately brought them closer to each other. The Rakshasa's name is "Ni Aluo" and he is the jailer here. In fact, he is also the power of the evil ghost.

The jail-suppressing ghost guard is similar to a military governor. It is his task to supervise the ghost guards every day to catch the ghosts who are being tortured and steam them in cages.

Hearing that Qin Kun was a Taoist priest from the underworld who came to the Eighteen Hells to hunt ghosts, Rakshasa was particularly curious and asked many things about the underworld.

Dealing with ghosts has always been Qin Kun's forte. After chatting for nearly an hour, he talked about a lot of things about the world of the world, and also got a lot of news about the Eighteen Hells from Ni Aluo.

First of all, no matter how strong the ghost soldiers here are, that is, at the evil ghost level, they cannot defeat the ghost king in the mountains, nor can the ghost generals.

Secondly, those ghost kings and ghost generals, under the pressure of Fengdu, would release some of their subordinates to them every once in a while, in order to allow these ghost soldiers to complete their tasks.

Thirdly, those ghost kings and ghost generals only dare to live in the cottage. They have given up the option of eliminating karma and reincarnation, and would rather live a lifetime.

In the end, they didn't dare to make any big noise at all, otherwise if they offended Fengdu, a large army would come to attack them at any time.

This also creates a strange scene where the ghost kings and generals here are afraid of even the ghost soldiers who are only as powerful as evil ghosts.

Rakshasa said: "So it's a good thing for us that you want to hunt the Ghost King, but we can't help you. At most, we can provide you with a few maps of the cottages. These cottages are the weakest places."

Qin Kun's eyes lit up, this news was enough.

He took out three packs of cigarettes from the elastic space and stuffed them into Rakshasa. Qin Kun took the map and hit the road.

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A wheat field is harvesting.

The yellow millet was scattered on the ground, and the ghost soldiers were holding whips to beat the harvesting ghosts.

Afterwards, he tied them to the ground and rolled them over with a huge stone mill.

Stone grinding hell.

Nie Yuxuan rubbed open the husks and put the wheat kernels into his mouth. His grandma's tasted exactly like the earth!

Behind Nie Yuxuan was the Ghost Warrior Giant Stone Ghost. The Giant Stone Ghost carried a grinding plate on his back. When he saw other ghost soldiers crushing ghosts, he went over to join in the fun.

Next to them were Han Yao and the sacrifice furnace ghost.

"Senior Brother Nie...it's been several days, and we haven't even found the ghost general's shadow. It won't be a problem if this continues."

Nie Yuxuan twitched his nose and walked towards a town next to the wheat farm like a thief.

Han Yao looked at his expression and had no choice but to follow him.

Where there is food, there is wine.

Besides, with such abundant food, there should be a lot of wine!

In the town, there is a huge brewery. Nie Yuxuan grabbed the void with his big hand, and a wine vat appeared.

It was the magic weapon Qin Kun gave him, the wine vat. The only benefit of the wine magic vat is that it can condense the Yin wind into wine, but now that the Yang energy is insufficient, drinking Yin wind wine is not good for the body, so these grain wines are most suitable.

In the wine pool, Nie Yuxuan scooped up a jar of wine and took a big gulp of it. His beard was covered with wine stains, and the wine dragons were running wildly in his chest. The spicy taste was swallowed by Nie Yuxuan. After a long time, he said: "Good wine! "

Han Yao had seen Taoist priests who were not doing their job properly. Qin Kun was one, Wang Qian was another, Li Chong was another, and Nie Yuxuan was also one. He felt that the guys in the Southern Sect all looked like this. After shaking his head helplessly, he found it very interesting.

After the two stole the wine, a cunning old ghost appeared. He looked at Nie Yuxuan and the two and said indifferently: "The old man said why the wine has been running out so fast recently. It turns out that he encountered a thief."

Han Yao was stunned. His pores were all closed and his hairs stood on end. When did this old ghost appear? He didn't even feel it?

Nie Yuxuan stroked his beard and leaned against the wall drunkenly. He didn't seem surprised at all by the old ghost's appearance. He laughed and burped: "Old guy, it's your honor for grandpa to drink your wine. Give me the face." , you have to continue!"

The old ghost was angry: "Humph! Do you know where this place is and who the little old man is?"

"This is the stone grinding hell! You are a dead ghost! Is what grandpa said wrong?" Nie Yuxuan's voice also rose an octave higher.

The old ghost was blushing for a while, but instead of being angry, he smiled: "What a big statement! This is the stone grinding hell, but you can't afford to offend the little old man, and you may not offend the ghost soldiers here..." …”

In the middle of the old ghost's words, a huge wine vat came crashing down, and a black shadow appeared in the sky. Before the old ghost could finish his words, he was smashed into a pulp from head to toe.

With a pop, the ghost body exploded and could not be condensed.

Nie Yuxuan picked up the wine vat and smiled disdainfully: "A ghost general dares to make noise! ​​Get everything around you out of here, grandpa!!!"

Ghost general?

Han Yao was startled. The old ghost just now was just a ghost general? ? ?

He spent time with the furnace-sacrifice ghost, and the furnace-sacrifice ghost's aura was not even half as strong as that of the old ghost!

The next moment, there were many ghosts around. At first glance, these guys were the owners of various shops in the town.

"Your Excellency is too arrogant. You can't leave Wugu Town today!"

Nie Yuxuan laughed boldly: "You dare to say this, you have the guts! Han Yao, step back."

Nie Yuxuan drank half a tank of wine in one breath, his belly was as big as a drum, and he staggered when walking.

With his eyes scanning the surroundings, thirteen ghost generals were stationed in an orderly manner, surrounding him.

Suddenly, the smell of alcohol in his chest rose to the sky, and the dragon's power was born.

"Xingyun!"

The sky suddenly became dark and cloudy, which was unbelievable.

"Buyu!"

The light rain fell gradually and gradually became heavier. The wheat fields were muddy and the streets were wet.

"Where is Lei?!"

With a rumble, thunder pierced the sky, and the shadow behind Nie Yuxuan turned into a dragon that danced its claws wantonly.

"No one is allowed to leave today!"