Ghost Shelter System

When Longhuai Ghost King saw them, he said nothing and left with his hands behind his back.

In the wing room, everyone looked at each other.

"Yun Zun's name... is still very powerful..."

Miao Shan smiled bitterly and clicked his tongue.

Yang Shen had been dead for decades, and they didn't dare to act rashly when they saw a ghost under his command. Otherwise, they would always feel disrespectful to Yang Shen. This kind of 'power' has long been ingrained in their hearts.

When they wanted to understand why they were afraid of Longhuai Ghost King, they realized that the first Celestial Master of the Republic of China was indeed extraordinary.

Zhao Feng flipped through the information, curled his lips and said, "Okay, who doesn't have a ghost job? My ghost job will definitely be no less good in the future."

Zhao Feng clapped his hands, and the black silk ghost appeared behind him. Zhao Feng said indifferently: "Black Silk, go tell Qin Kun that we have obtained the information and we will set off now."

The black silk ghost sneered: "Little Tiqi, dare to order thousands of households?"

I'm crazy...

Zhao Feng's donkey face twitched, his momentum collapsed, and he felt a little unable to get off the stage.

Miao Shan was a little surprised. He had heard that Maoshan and Fuyu Mountains were good at raising ghosts. Why was Yulong Mountain also good at raising ghosts?

Just as he was talking, a ghost figure also appeared behind Mo Wuji.

He had a skinny figure and a belly as big as a drum. He was holding a jar of Guanyin soil in his hand and stuffing it into his stomach. He was eating something sweet when he suddenly found himself in the public eye. He was a little embarrassed on his face. He spat out soil dust and said quickly: "I've seen everyone come up." division……"

Mo Wuji's starving ghost.

No matter how frightened Miao Shan was, Shuo Yue beside her couldn't stand it anymore and was very curious in her heart.

"Why are you showing off all of a sudden?" As soon as Chu Qianxun finished speaking, two shadowy figures appeared behind him.

The torture ghost with needles stuck in his fingers, and the old corpse lamp ghost holding a lamp.

"I've met all the masters."

Xu Facheng smiled slightly, and behind him, the Bone Crushing Ghost, the Fire Drinking Ghost, the Human Candle Ghost, the Thunder Peach Ghost, Hei Wuchang, and Bai Wuchang appeared one after another.

"I've met all the masters."

Bai Wuchang thanked Zi Chi for his thoughtful courtesy, like a handsome young master, and the other ghost servants also stood behind him with their own postures.

The ghosts appeared one after another, and Miao Shan and Shuo Yue became more and more curious.

what's the situation……

Why do they all have them?

Miaoshan's mind turned to him. These people were all people who participated in the Nanzong Taoist meeting last year. Could it be that the source of these ghosts had something to do with Qin Kun?

Just as he was thinking about it, the door was pushed open, and the Longhuai Ghost King who had just left came back, followed by a young man and two ghosts.

Qin Kun is here.

As soon as he entered the door, Qin Kun saw a room full of ghost servants and their masters looking at him and smiled slightly: "Is there a flower on my face?"

"Haha, Master Qin, where is Niu Meng? We brothers want to practice with him!"

Fire-drinking ghosts, human-candle ghosts, and bone-crushing ghosts walked forward.

Hei Wuchang Fan Jiang crossed his hands on his chest and looked at Qin Kun with a half-smile. Bai Wuchang frowned. This behavior was so rude.

Just as he was about to scold him, an old ghost wearing a bamboo hat and raincoat and covered with withered skin came forward behind Qin Kun.

"roll!"

A huge sound erupted in the wing room, and the Yin Qi vibrated with Longhuai Ghost King as the center. Before the three ghost generals could react, they were directly concentrated by the Yin Qi and smashed against the wall.

Hei Wuchang's face became interested, and black pneumatic diamonds appeared in his fists. He was about to step forward when he was stopped by Bai Wuchang.

"Ashamed, these guys refuse to change despite repeated admonishment. Master Qin forgives me..." Bai Wuchang leaned forward, his face dull.

Qin Kun chuckled: "It's okay, it's okay."

Xu Facheng had a dark face. Every time he saw Qin Kun, his subordinates would embarrass him. Wouldn't these idiots find someone else to cause trouble? I don’t have any deep grudge against Qin Kun, who gives you the confidence...

The move of Longhuai Ghost King made everyone fearful.

This ghost king is much stronger than the ones caught in the Eighteen Prisons!

The spiritual energy alone is more than three times that of those poor ghost kings, and the offerings are obviously sufficient. This is a guy who has seen the world with Yun Zun, and he is by no means an easy person.

"Senior Brother Qin, where did their ghosts come from?" Shuo Yue suddenly spoke, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Qin Kun smiled: "Do you want it too?"

Shuo Yue was startled: "Is it possible? But Yunqiu Temple does not know how to raise ghosts or control ghosts..."

"It's okay, it's very simple." Qin Kun looked at Shuo Yue.

Dressed in white clothes, pearl earrings, exquisite facial features, and an aloof temperament, coupled with the sword at her waist, she is full of ancient charm.

"Junior sister Shuo Yue, where can I touch you?" Qin Kun asked.

Clang

The sword was pushed away by his thumb, Shuo Yue looked at Qin Kun with raised eyebrows: "Senior Brother Qin, please stop joking."

Murderous...

Qin Kun touched his nose: "Chu Qianxun, show her."

"Get out!" Chu Qianxun rolled her eyes at Qin Kun. The mark of ten deaths was branded on her waist. With so many grown men around, did she want to show her navel? It's not like I'm going swimming. This kind of behavior is stupid, okay?

Xu Facheng, Mo Wuji, and Zhao Feng didn't mind.

The three men untied their Taoist robes. When Shuo Yue didn't know what they were going to do, he suddenly saw the tattoos on their bodies.

Xu Facheng's is an urn with a thunder pattern, Mo Wuji's is an urn with a Tai Chi pattern, and Zhao Feng's is an urn with a carp pattern.

The Taoist sects of the Way of Life and Death have had a tradition of tattooing since ancient times, but Shuo Yue couldn't figure out why they had tattoos on an urn?

Suddenly, a hand touched her waist. Shuo Yue was shocked. Just as she was about to draw her sword, she felt her waist was painful and itchy as if it had been burned with an iron brand. She hurriedly escaped from Qin Kun's clutches, and when she was about to question, her eyes turned cold. become sluggish.

Shuo Yue found that a stream of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

Shuo Yue stood there in a daze, while Qin Kun looked at Miao Shan. Miao Shan had already taken off his monk's clothes and pointed to the original rib tattoo: "In the middle, aim point."

This monk... is as spirited as a ghost... no wonder he can become the successor of the holy monk.

Qin Kun had no choice but to print with his palm.

It's a magical process, beyond anyone's imagination.

Miao Shan has a very strong ability to accept. He came to his senses not long after being branded with the Ten Death Mark, and was shocked in his heart.

"Amitabha, the Heavenly Oracle Seal of Mount Fuyu is extraordinary, and it is an eye-opener for the poor monk!"

In an instant, a black-faced bearded man with thick chest hair appeared behind Miaoshan, dressed like Li Kui, holding a bloody butcher knife in his hand, looking around in shock.

"Who is looking for me?!"

The palm of the black-faced bearded man rubbed Miaoshan's bald head, as if he was addicted to the touch. Seeing that no one around him spoke, the black-faced bearded man tilted his head and looked at Miaoshan.

"Are you looking for me?"

The black-faced bearded man blinked, Miao Shan nodded with a wry smile: "Yes."

The other party's information appears in the system in my mind.

[Ghost difference]:

Pig Butcher

Introduction: During his lifetime, he was a butcher of pigs. His wife was humiliated by a squire and hanged himself. He slaughtered the squire's family in a rage. He fled his hometown, was robbed, cut off his ears, and slaughtered the robber's family. His mother and brother were implicated and sent to prison to die violently. He returned to his hometown. The whole family of the jailer was slaughtered, and the whole family was full of evil.

Level: 45

Identity: None

Skills: Boning Knife,

(Comprehensive evaluation: Angry villain, furious, unable to eliminate karma and reincarnation)

"I had a dream, saying that a master rescued me from prison, and I had to be loyal to him. The one who rescued me from prison...was you, a bald ass???"

Miaoshan put away her smile, pursed her lips tightly, and suddenly purple skin appeared all over her body, giving her a ferocious look. The pig-slaughterer fell to the ground with a slap.

"Try calling me Bald Donkey again?!"

The sound of thunder struck his head, and the huge roar made the Pig-Slayer Ghost feel horrified and his eardrums stung.

The pig-butcher knife was knocked to the ground. Miao Shan raised his foot and stepped on the pig-butcher ghost's cheek: "I heard that you are very angry?"

He kicked Miaoshan repeatedly and repeatedly, causing blood to spurt from the pig-slaughter ghost's mouth and nose. He struggled to find the butcher's knife and slashed at Miaoshan's waist.

"ridiculous!"

Miao Shan swung his hand back, and sparks flew out from the copper ring on his wrist and the butcher knife. The knife flew out and was nailed to the door.

Miao Shan opened his fingers, pressed the pig-slaughter ghost's cheek and smashed it to the ground, frothing at the mouth and yelled: "Now I just ask you, do you accept it?! If you don't accept it, I will tear you apart!"

His head was smashed to the ground like a wooden fish. The pig-butcher ghost had a splitting headache and wailed like a butchered pig: "Stop fighting! I surrender! I surrender!!!"

The pig-slaughter ghost was thrown out like garbage. In an instant, Miao Shan's ferociousness faded away, and he sat back on the chair with a compassionate look on his face, and his rising and falling chest quickly subsided.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. He knows his mistakes and can correct them. There is no greater good."

The pig-slaughterer struggled to get up and retreated behind Miaoshan like a dog, not daring to say another word of disrespect.

Finding that there was no sound in the place, the pig-butcher ghost stared at everyone: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a pig-killer? Come here, come here, let you see enough."

Everyone looked away.

Yes, the monk and the butcher are indeed a good match.