Ghost Shelter System

The largest house in Guizhai is underground.

The stalactite-like stone wall is hung with round water droplets. Looking closer, there is a dead face in every drop of water.

In the underground palace, steam hit his face, and the skinny old man felt uncomfortable all over. His ghost body felt sticky, accompanied by the dizziness of being steamed for a long time. The steam had a foul smell, coming from several square puddles around it. There were also some huge skeletons inside, which had been cooked until they turned white.

In front of him was a stone coffin, with a ghost figure sitting cross-legged on it.

"Your Majesty!"

"The military advisor is here, what can I do?"

The ghost turned his head, and the steam was thick. His face was exactly the same as that of the skinny old man!

"After we took in the group of ghosts who had surrendered to the village in the afternoon, some strange things happened."

"Something strange? Tell me."

The skinny old man told the story about the disappearance of the ghost general Li Yi, and also mentioned the master's book.

"Oh, Li Yi killed Lord Wen's sister-in-law, and Lord Wen also died after that, right?"

"Yes! Li Yi and the wedding ghost have disappeared. At Master Wen's house, the girl with hair who was given to her has also disappeared."

The ghost on the stone coffin smiled: "If you die, just die. This is the Eighteen Prisons, there are no immortal ghosts."

The skinny old man was silent: "Your Majesty, I feel there is fraud."

As soon as he finished speaking, a guard entered the underground palace and reported: "Your Majesty, military advisor, the ghost general Chen Xiong who watches the west wall is missing."

Chen Xiong?

The skinny old man's eyebrows were even more worried. What on earth is going on? Ghost generals disappear one after another. Where have they gone?

"Military advisor, go check again and retreat first."

"But... okay." The skinny old man sighed in his heart.

The ghost on the stone coffin didn't care about these things. One chief secretary, two ghost generals died, and several domestic animals died. He was one of the ghost kings in the eighteen prisons. After surviving the torture in the steamer, he had nothing to give up. He cares.

The skinny old man returned to the house and finally got rid of the sticky and steamy environment. However, for some reason, he always had a palpitation that something was wrong.

"Tiemu, when did Chen Xiong disappear?"

"According to what the ghost patrolling the West Wall said, it was probably before Lord Wen died. And I heard that before Lord Wen died, some villagers saw him going to find Chen Xiong."

The skinny old man was startled. Could it be that the king gave Li Yi a ghost in wedding clothes, and Li Yi killed the evil woman in his family for some reason? Master Wen asked Chen Xiong to avenge his adopted sister. What happened after that?

Am I overthinking it?

The skinny old man didn't know that his guess was almost close to the truth. Putting aside the unknown factor of Qin Kun, the behavior of other villagers was exactly the same as the skinny old man guessed.

…

At the ghost house near the entrance of the village, Eunuch Chang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the ghost general who was held in the guillotine, and smiled coldly.

"The Zajia thought you were so capable! Humph!"

He kicked the ghost general's lower body. The ghost general knelt down and howled, but his voice was stuck in the guillotine and could not be heard.

"Blood drops, guillotine. Father-in-law is still awesome!"

In the back room, the tea fairy and ghost were holding tea contentedly, admiring the killing in front of them.

Eunuch Chang and Old Tea Fairy were both ghost generals who were assigned to guard the village, and they lived together with other ghost generals who were not taken seriously. This house was relatively large, with six ghost generals living there, each with its own courtyard, and two of them went to watch the night. There were two left, one was frothing at the mouth, lying on the table twitchingly, with a cup of tea spilled in front of him, and the other was held in a guillotine, trying to escape like a headless fly.

At the door, a bull demon appeared. After the urn covered the demon general, he grabbed the guillotine hanging in the air and threw it to Eunuch Chang.

"master."

"Your Majesty."

Eunuch Chang and the old tea fairy bowed slightly.

"Um."

Qin Kun responded in his nose and was a little surprised when he saw the twitching ghost general at the table. He didn't expect that the tea fairy ghost also had fighting ability.

"Old Tea Fairy, is that poisonous tea?"

"My lord, from the perspective of the tea ceremony, poisonous tea is not called tea. It is poison."

Niu Lian snorted, Qin Kun smiled slightly, put the twitching ghost general into the urn, and disappeared here.

…

The scattered ghosts were taken back by Qin Kun in turn, and Qin Kun knew their positions very well.

In this ghost village, the Heavenly Eye cannot be used, but the function of the [Ghostly Heavenly Eye] is not restricted. He saw everything that his subordinates could see.

After the last few ghosts such as the Laughing Ghost and Brother Sixteen were recovered by Qin Kun, he had already killed seven of the ghosts in the village, all in a silent manner.

Standing in front of the largest house in Ghost Village, Qin Kun stepped out and disappeared from the spot.

…

In the house, a skinny old man sat in front of an oil lamp, silent.

There was a weird feeling everywhere in the village tonight.

The skinny old man was restless, and he couldn't figure out where this strangeness came from.

For half an hour, no other news came. The skinny old man sighed: "Maybe I really thought too much."

Rubbing his temples, the skinny old man returned to the house, where a strong male ghost was tied to a pillar.

The skinny old man used a sharp instrument to open his belly, took out the liver, and chewed it into his mouth. The strong male ghost was sweating profusely, his mouth was stuffed with something, and his expression was stern. If he could kill with his eyes, the skinny old man would probably have died a hundred times.

The skinny old man smiled slightly: "The liver of an evil person is the most delicious, and you can't die, so don't look at me like this."

The male ghost's spirit repaired the injured area. The skinny old man held the incense burner. The incense burner was very magical. He put it under the opponent's nose and let him smell it. The wound was repaired quickly. The skinny old man took out another liver without any politeness and fed it to him. Put it in your mouth.

The male ghost was shaking all over in pain, and the skinny old man said: "Stop struggling. Compared to being steamed by those ghost soldiers in Fengdu, I am already getting preferential treatment here."

The male ghost widened his eyes and looked at the skinny old man. The skinny old man chuckled: "What are you looking at? I promised you that if I eat your liver for half a year, I will let you go as a patrol ghost. Don't make me unhappy."

The male ghost was trembling, and the skinny old man noticed that he seemed to be pouting, hinting at something to himself.

The skinny old man was confused and looked at the male ghost again, and found that his eyes were not looking at him, but... looking behind him!

Huh……

The skinny old man didn't turn his head, and his whole body was cold. He found a murderous aura suddenly shooting out, targeting him.

What happened...

Behind him, hands like iron pliers grabbed the back of his neck. The figure of the skinny old man suddenly exploded, and the next moment he appeared weakly one foot away.

Dismantle the magic of ghosts! Like the floating ghost technique, the wall-penetrating ghost technique, and the dream-entering ghost technique, it is one of the advanced ghost techniques!

"save……"

Just as the skinny old man was about to call for help, two thick iron chains came from behind, smashing his head, and an urn was smashed on his head.

"Ding! Containment successful!"

The male ghost tied there looked at Qin Kun in horror. Qin Kun raised the corner of his mouth and cut off his head with a hatchet.

The ghosts in the eighteen hells are not worth saving.

In a flash of lightning, Qin Kun killed the skinny old man and killed the tied male ghost. Suddenly his nose moved, and seven scorpion ropes hooked on the pillar in the house at the same time.

That pillar was the same pillar that bound the male ghost before.

tear apart

The pillar was violently broken by the iron chain, and a ghost figure emerged from the pillar, and was caught in a large net woven by green ice flames. The great flames wrapped around the net of the underworld!

This was a ghost general level guard. Qin Kun patted his face and asked.

"what is it call!"

"Iron...ironwood..."

"Where is the Ghost King here?"

"Steaming Soul Underground Palace..."

Tiemu pointed in a direction, and then punched Tiemu hard, smashing his chest, and the urn put him away.

'Ding! Containment successful! ’

Walking out of the skinny old man's private courtyard, two evil guardian ghosts were yawning, and they found two arms on their shoulders.

Um? !

The evil ghost was startled and found a hand touching the top of their heads.

"How to get to the Steamed Soul Underground Palace?"

After saying that, one evil ghost was popped like a balloon. Qin Kun looked at the only one left: "He has no chance to say it. Will you cherish the opportunity?"