Ghost Shelter System

In the public bathhouse, the annual competition ceremony, Qin Kun was unfortunately assigned to a separate area.

It feels a little lonely, as lonely as snow, but the feeling of washing away the mucus all over the body and rubbing off the dead skin is quite refreshing. There is so much secretion and sweat in ten days that I have to tear my clothes off, and my whole body is sore and turned into a lump of flesh. After being washed with water, there is a feeling of being reborn as a human being.

"It's so comfortable..."

Qin Kun bubbled up and looked to the side.

Niu Meng, Skinner, Water Monk, Headless Ghost, Hanged Ghost and all other ghosts also came out. Small ghosts are afraid of water, but big ghosts are not afraid. One person takes a shower, which is also their public entertainment activity.

Imitating human behavior and doing things that humans do, Qin Kun felt a little emotional at the side. As long as they have humanity and kindness, these guys, apart from having no skin, are much more harmless than some guys wearing human skin.

Niu Meng was rubbing Qin Kun's back.

Skinning and rubbing his human skin.

The Hanged Man brushed his tongue and squeezed out half a tube of toothpaste.

The water monk opened his mouth to drink water, then closed his mouth, and the water flowed out of his nostrils, making Brother Sixteen and the Laughing Ghost giggle.

The headless ghost didn't know what kind of organ he took out from his chest, he just flushed it and stuffed it back.

Xu Tao was soaping her crotch in the corner.

The Dragon Sophora Ghost King turned into a tree man and kept shaking the leaves on his body, seeming very comfortable.

The old ghost in Jinyi was the most traditional. Looking at Dong Ao who was washing riding boots next to him, he said helplessly: "Master Dong Jun, this smell is a bit strong..."

Dong Ao grinned: "It hasn't been washed for hundreds of years, so it's okay. The key is that the horse smell is strong."

In the public bathhouse, a horse also occupied a shower. Eunuch Chang pinched his nose and changed places.

After rubbing his back, Niu Meng looked at Dong Ao and wondered: "Your white-bone horse has rotten flesh on it? Can it also practice cultivation?"

Dong Ao was startled: "Brother Niu, this is not my horse. I thought one of you had a horse."

"Isn't this your horse?" The ghosts were startled.

Niu Meng stared at Tong Ling with his big eyes and kept looking at it.

Suddenly, the horse's hind hooves suddenly stamped towards the cow.

"Hey! What a beast!"

Niu Meng stretched out his palm to block the horse's hoof that hit his face. There was a crisp sound in the air, and the horse suddenly jumped up, its two front hooves burning with flames, and stepped down suddenly.

"This...why does it look so much like 'Wind Hooves'..."

Niu Meng wanted to strike hard, but held back. His sternum was stepped on and he took two steps back. The horse was bounced away and hit the wall.

After a while, the horse stood up and suddenly made a sound: "Niu Meng... I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are much stronger..."

"Ma...lie?"

"You actually recognize Mr. Ma?"

"It's really you?" Niu Meng couldn't believe it and said in a low voice, "Aren't you dead?"

"Shit! Lord Ma has a long life, how can he die so easily?" The horse suddenly transformed into a human with a horse face.

The lower body is made of horse hooves, with long hands, a horse face raised up, a torture shackles and shackles on his back, and a token similar to Niu Meng hanging on his waist, with the two ancient characters "Fengdu" written on it.

Hiss...Yin Cao Ma Mian?

All the ghosts and servants gathered around, and the cattle and horses gathered together.

Niu Meng looked at Qin Kun, and Qin Kun chuckled: "Your old partner is too weak and will bring shame on me. You will have to take care of him more in the future."

Ma Lie turned his head to one side and raised his head in dissatisfaction. Niu Meng grinned: "Okay!"

The newly added Ma Mian had already been weakened by Qin Kun and got along well with the ghosts, while the newly added Swordsman Ghost seemed withdrawn.

The Lord of Nightmare State, the Heart-Sealing Ghost King, has nothing to say to this group of ghosts. These guys are older than him, but less capable than him. They still use the same tone as before, which can easily cause unnecessary trouble. He doesn't like trouble.

So the Sword-inserting Ghost stood next to the Dragon Locust Ghost King and elbowed him: "Tree Spirit, when did you defect?"

"Didn't defect."

"Don't lie to me, you are obviously his subordinate."

"It's just for now."

"You want to rebel?" The Swordsman lowered his voice.

"Me? What am I against? After all, Qin Kun is not my master, he can be considered one of his own."

The sword-inserting ghost couldn't figure out the relationship between them, so he asked, "How strong is Master Xu?"

"Taozi Maoshan? I would like to advise you to cherish your life. When you come to the earth, it is hard to get incense, and you have to resist the infection of yang energy every day. Cherish the ghost body and stay away from the master. Especially those who know the art of thunder."

"Thunder? Is it that scary?"

"Yes, the threat of Yang Lei to the ghost body is greater than your imagination. If you do evil, God will not let you go! I think back to the year when I became a spirit, the tree body was struck by lightning. God may think that I will be harmful to the human world. There is a threat.”

The knife-inserting ghost hesitated and sighed: "I have to challenge him anyway."

"It's up to you. Go when you're ready, otherwise you'll cause trouble for Qin Kun."

The two ghost kings only joined Qin Kun when their strength reached a certain level. They didn't have a strong sense of belonging, and Qin Kun didn't care as long as they didn't cause trouble.

He looked at the rotten-faced ghost next to him and said, "Zhang Bu, what are you afraid of?"

"Feng Yidao does whatever he wants. I'm afraid he'll stab me if he sees me getting close to you." Zhang Bu smiled bitterly.

Qin Kun was speechless, and Zhang Bu reminded himself that he should pay more attention to the Heart-Sealing Ghost King.

"By the way, what's going on with that face on the back of your head?" Qin Kun was curious.

Zhang Bu froze, impossible!

As long as Jiang Bie doesn't speak, there won't be any flaws. How did he find out about Jiang Bie's existence?

"That was... one of the ghosts I once ate. It later parasitized me." Zhang Bu said truthfully.

Qin Kun squinted his eyes and pushed back Zhang Bu's hair. At the root of the hair was a face. His facial features, including his eyeballs and lips, were all covered with hair. Qin Kun was very surprised to find him.

"You look quite fierce." Qin Kun said to Zhang Bu, "Yangjian is very good. I will only give you the opportunity once, so you should cherish it."

After Qin Kun took a shower, he walked out comfortably and didn't care about Zhang Bu's affairs anymore.

The face suddenly spoke: "Zhang Bu, what does he mean?"

"No harm, just beating us up. Farewell Jiang, whether we can break through the Ghost King depends on you. Don't do anything stupid."

The face said: "Well, I will listen to you!"

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In the past few days, everyone else has been resting at the Xishan Experimental Base.

Blind Dr. Huang proposed to study their physiological functions. Several masters did not agree at first. Dr. Huang found Qin Kun and Qin Kun explained it to everyone before they reluctantly agreed.

Studying physiological functions is to present body indicators in the form of data, including mental and physical strength, reaction rate, dynamic fluctuations of data during surgery, etc. As long as Dr. Huang does not propose inhumane methods such as anatomy, Qin Kun will still dare Feel free to let them be studied.

After all, every time, he is the first subject to be studied.

In half a month, Dr. Huang collected a lot of information, which played a breakthrough role in his research project, and his relationship with Qin Kun and others became closer.

Temples, rivers and lakes, and research institutions are constantly harmonious. Qin Kun doesn't know if it's a good thing, but at least it's not a bad thing.

As Gui Linshen used it less and less, Qin Kun's yang energy gradually became abundant.

For half a month, Qin Kun stayed in Qi Hongzhuang's house every night. The fair-skinned and cold-faced pretty girl, who has become rosy these days, leaned against Qin Kun's chest like a cat at night and said happily: "Qin Kun, scientific research these days Several PhDs and research assistants in the department all praised me for walking with wind."

Qin Kun hugged Qi Hongzhuang and said, "They said you were wandering when you walked."

Qi Hongzhuang's expression froze. The words of these intellectuals who killed a thousand swords were too connotative.

Before she started to curse, Qi Hongzhuang suddenly felt something bumping into her body, and her heart skipped a beat: "Qin Kun... don't... I have to stay up all night in a while, and I can hardly walk..."

After all, Qi Hongzhuang buried her face shyly and raised her butt high.

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