Ghost Shelter System

Where do you come from?

The flying-headed ghost struggled and shouted: "I am the flying-headed general under the ghost king of southern Yunnan, a smelly Taoist priest, the Yin soldiers use the way, and the Yang people avoid it. This is the agreement concluded between the thirteen generations of Maoshan Heavenly Masters and us. Do you want to violate it?" "

The flying-headed ghost's voice was shrill, but it was not difficult to tell that he was afraid of Qin Kun.

Qin Kun was a little confused.

Southern Yunnan...Ghost King?

That place in southern Yunnan is not close to Linjiang.

"What the hell are you talking about? Did the little brat from southern Yunnan come to Linjiang City by borrowing the road? You're bluffing me!"

Qin Kun grabbed the Flying Ghost's head and kicked it away with a fierce kick. The round head was disheveled, and blood was sprinkled on the broken neck after the appearance. The whole action was as if a human head had been kicked off the neck. It was extremely bloody.

With a scream of "ah", the flying-headed ghost was kicked to pieces and smashed against the wall.

The female ghost in red shivered next to her: This Taoist priest... is so cruel!

Xu Yang felt the cold body temperature of the female ghost in red, and for a moment he felt pity for her. He comforted her seriously: "Don't be afraid, girl, I think you are a good person, oh no, what a ghost, you must have been deceived by this hairy head. , this fierce Taoist priest is my buddy and will not hurt you." After saying that, he hugged her even tighter.

Only then did the female ghost in red realize that Xu Yang was holding her waist, gouging out his eyes, opening his hand, and then turning her head to the side as she thought of something, an abnormal blush flashed across her purple face.

Qin Kun walked towards the flying-headed ghost, holding a razor in his hand. He stepped on the head and looked at him with a smile.

The flying-headed ghost was shocked: "Taoist priest, what do you want to do?"

Qin Kun said: "First, I am not a Taoist priest, and second, it is my turn to ask you this. I will give you ten numbers and tell me why you came here, how you came here, and what you did. Otherwise, I will give you I’ll shave my head and I’ll get rid of you by the way! Niu Meng, let’s count!”

The flying-headed ghost was horrified. He had handed over the Taoist order at the Chenghuang Temple when he came here, and the etiquette was complete. He burned incense and lit candles, and paid a lot for ghost rice paper. Why did this Taoist priest kill himself if he said he would kill himself? It was so unreasonable. !

The flying-headed ghost wanted to open his mouth to argue, but a blurry shadow suddenly appeared in front of him. A nine-foot-tall bull appeared with a solemn expression. It had a strong body, wrapped in iron chains, and had ferocious horns. It snorted and hung a sign around its waist that read, With the word Fengdu.

"Imperial City Ghost?!"

When the flying-headed ghost saw Fengdu's waist card, he was so frightened that he almost bit his tongue.

Niu Meng ignored the flying-headed ghost with a cold expression and counted quickly.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"eight!"

"seven!"

The flying-headed ghost came back to his senses and hurriedly said: "Little A Fei, a man from southern Yunnan, was framed and died with the guillotine, and now he is a general under the throne of the southern Yunnan ghosts. In recent years, my southern Yunnan little ghost has disappeared frequently. I heard that he was The foreign wizards captured and mutilated them and refined them into ghost puppets. The king sent me to investigate. I infiltrated the local area and did not find out what the wizards wanted to do. I found that they mysteriously transported a batch of cursed ghost puppets, so I I blended in and followed, but I didn’t expect to end up here.”

The flying-headed ghost spoke very fast, and when Niu Meng counted to 'one', he just finished speaking.

The flying-headed ghost looked at Qin Kun anxiously and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no movement between Qin Kun and the bull head.

"You mean you're still an investigator?"

Qin Kun narrowed his eyes. Since seeing the ghost, he has never seen a ghost doing business. He didn't expect to see a strange thing today.

The flying-headed ghost was a little proud: "Before I was born, I was also a well-known head catcher in southern Yunnan, and I protected Emperor Qianlong."

Qin Kun really didn't know where this guy got his sense of superiority, but it was a bit rare that he was an old ghost from the Qing Dynasty.

Qin Kunyun took a look with his sky eyes and found that he still couldn't see the opponent's level. He slowly discovered a problem. It seemed that the system's display method of level could only be used when the opponent was extremely weak or the system developed a mirage independently. Only in the world can it be quantified.

The flying-headed ghost felt a little guilty: "Tao, Master Dao, what do you think I'm going to do? The kid didn't harm anyone after he died! They all grew up eating incense."

You are older than your mother... How old are you to talk to me about growing up?

"Let me tell you one more time, my name is Qin Kun, not a Taoist priest." Qin Kun paused, "A Fei, let me ask you, have you found out where the ghost is hiding this time and what are you doing here?"

The flying-headed ghost smiled bitterly: "Master Qin, if I had found out, I would have sent troops to encircle and suppress it. This ghost is very evil. After death, it is fed with human blood, poured with corpse oil, and sealed into the body of an eight-month-old aborted baby. His nature is vicious and twisted, and he likes to harm others. In that area of ​​southern Yunnan, everyone he encounters is killed by my king. This thing was born with a violent spirit, and can also eat ghosts to practice, violating the laws of the Six Paths, and gods and ghosts will not tolerate it!"

Damn it, it is indeed a magic! Not even ghosts can be tolerated? No wonder the ghost king was angry.

Qin Kun is usually very interested in these anecdotes. He generally knows that head-bending magic and witchcraft in Southeast Asia originated from Taoism and Miao secret arts. He didn't expect that it was changed into such evil ways!

The art of raising ghosts is to raise ghosts from a young age and feed them with essence and blood. When they grow up, they can be driven by the essence and blood, but the chance of backlash is very high, and it is very likely to kill the owner, which is equivalent to raising a tiger. But Southeast Asia has repeatedly banned it. Unexpectedly, it has now extended its hands into the inland.

"These damn things...are trying to cause trouble!"

As a party activist, although Director Wang said that he might not pass the formal test in his life, Qin Kun's ideological consciousness is very high. Such evil spirits and monsters that are harmful to people and undermine social stability must be cleaned up. !

Seeing that the air pressure around Qin Kun was extremely low, the flying-headed ghost didn't dare to breathe. He floated next to Qin Kun with a smile, feeling a little embarrassed.

The hall was very quiet, and the lights on the ceiling suddenly started to flicker, on and off.

The flying-headed ghost frowned: "Here we go again."

Qin Kun was sitting on the sofa and heard a sizzling sound, like tinnitus.

Niu Meng next to him said in a low voice: "Brother Kun, I smell blood. The smell... is very strong."

Qin Kun looked in the direction of the gym without saying a word.

He also smelled it. The smell was fishy and pungent. He had worked in a funeral parlor for two years and was very familiar with it.

Corpse odor.

Qin Kun can guarantee that this is definitely the smell of corpses, and the kind of people who died miserably.

Under the flickering lights, Xu Yang could vaguely see the figures of Niu Meng and Flying Head Ghost next to Qin Kun. While his liver was trembling, he mustered up the courage to ask: "Qin Kun, you...who are you talking to?" What! This, this smells so bad, what’s going on? I...should I hide for a while? "

Qin Kun ignored Xu Yang and waved to the female ghost in red, gesturing for her to come over.

The female ghost in red was a little afraid of Qin Kun, but she had no choice but to walk towards him. She saw that the bull head next to Qin Kun looked like the legendary underworld shackles, giving her great pressure, and her identity Qin Kun, who was obviously taller than a bull's head, seemed to be an unknown figure to the female ghost in red.

"Qin, Master Qin..."

The female ghost in red put on an extremely ugly smile and shouted like the flying-headed ghost.

"Name, where did it come from, what does it do."

Qin Kun was very cold, asking questions in a condescending tone.

The female ghost in red didn't like Qin Kun's attitude very much. It was too late for such an ugly man to please her while she was alive. She was conceited that even after she died, she was still more beautiful than most people. With his magical power, his brows wrinkled unhappily, completely forgetting how Qin Kun had just shown off his power.

But the next moment, the hair of the female ghost in red was pulled, and then her neck was clamped violently by a big hand.

"Can't you speak?" Niu Meng stared at Tong Ling with his big eyes and said in a muffled voice. Looking at her frightened expression, he increased the strength of his hand a little bit more.

Qin Kun glared at Niu Meng: "How can she talk when you strangle her neck?"

Niu blinked his eyes fiercely, and after thinking about it, he let out a dry cough and let go of his hand.

The female ghost in red no longer dared to put on airs, and said with a miserable look: "My name is Liu Yuyun. I used to be the receptionist of Xingyu Real Estate. I, I was in chaos after death, and I came here when I woke up. Here is It was my favorite place to stay when I was working, and I didn’t know what I was doing here... Then I met Brother A Fei and helped him find the whereabouts of those ghost puppets."

oh?

Is this person Xiao Liu at the front desk?

Qin Kun just heard about her, but what does it mean that he can't walk out? Trapped in a mirage?

Qin Kun thought in his heart.

The flying-headed ghost said: "Yes, I can prove it! Miss Liu and I met half a month ago, and she was also helping me track down the whereabouts of those ghost puppets. I couldn't find them many times. I wanted to give up and leave, but in the past few days, I discovered that we I can't get out. Here... there may be a powerful guy hiding behind the scenes, Master Qin must be careful. "

Qin Kun asked: "Have you ever seen three ghosts come before me? One with skin peeled off, one with no head, and one with a smiling face."

When the flying-headed ghost and the female ghost in red heard this, they both shook their heads.

"No."

(To be continued)

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