My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

Qin Kun said: "Of course, I have heavenly eyes."

Yang Yingjie didn't dare to take the handle of the knife, he was silent for a while, and then said: "One hand could have cut off Buddhas and immortals, and the mountain ghost committed himself to accompany Jiutian. Wuwei Mountain, Yang Yingjie, I have seen you all."

One hand is for 'five', and the mountain ghost committee is for 'wei'. This sentence is exactly the incision of Wuwei Mountain among the nine places!

"Wuwei Mountain?"

"What, it's from Mount Wuwei?!"

Li Chong and Wang Gan thought it was incredible.Ever since a major event happened in Mount Wuwei, the disciples withered, why are there still disciples now?

Qin Kun sat upright, and said calmly: "I have seen it for a long time, you are a pure ghost, and you have no blood relationship with Yang Shen. Your father... is the ghost king Wuwei?"

Yang Yingjie smiled slightly, shook his head, and suddenly took a deep breath: "Actually, I am the ghost king Wuwei."

Chapter 0376

The entire clubhouse suddenly heard the sound of a needle falling.

In Li Chong's mouth, the cigarette butt fell to the ground, stunned.

Wang Gan took two steps back, his calf felt weak, and he wanted to run away.

Yang Yingjie's words were simply earth-shattering! !They would rather that the other party was joking, but there was no sign of a joke from the other party.

There are still a few guests around, who don't understand what happened, and are still doing their hair.

But suddenly felt the surrounding temperature drop.

"Boss, is the air conditioner turned too low here?" The guest complained endlessly.

A chill can be said to permeate from the feet to the head, making people shiver uncontrollably.Li Chong doesn't want to pay attention to the guest's complaints at all now, what the hell is going on? !

Master Ge never said that the child left behind by Yang Shen is the fucking Wuwei Ghost King! ! !

This is Wuwei Ghost King!

Two of Yang Shen's former ghost messengers reached the level of ghost king.

One is the ghost king Longhuai in Linjiang Longhuai ghost city, and the other is the famous ghost king Wuwei!

Yang Shen was born in Wuwei Mountain. The first ghost he met was Wuwei Ghost King. At that time, he was just a little ghost. Later, he grew up and accompanied Yang Shen to destroy Sahalian, the master of the Qing Dynasty, and kill him again. Yamato Onmyoji Wuliu Chuangu.

It is equivalent to saying that it was present for all the major events that Yang Shen encountered.

It's as fierce as Qin Kun's ghost!

But when Yang Shen went to the north of the Yellow River to clean up the Cutting Blood Sect, Wuwei Ghost King disappeared.

As the upper body of the first ghost in the presence of a fierce ghost, without the Wuwei ghost king, Yang Shen could not be in the state of a fierce ghost, and was killed by the blood-cutting leader at the time, and now the non-disciplined monk of the Bailong Temple in Sangyu City Lose.

These bits and pieces of stories were what Qin Kun heard from Senior Dao of Life and Death.

Li Chong froze in place, and Wang Gan froze in place. They all heard from the older generation that Wuwei Ghost King's strength and ambition had swelled in the end, and he was no longer willing to be Yang Shen's messenger, and was sealed by Yang Shen.

I didn't expect... to meet the other party here! ! !

However, Qin Kun remained calm: "Since you are the king of ghosts, then hurry up and get a haircut."

Yang Yingjie was taken aback for a moment, a little puzzled and a little surprised: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid?" Qin Kun turned his head, with doubts on his face, "What is there to be afraid of? You will kill me?"

Yang Yingjie shook his head: "I may not be able to kill you now. On this piece of land, Yang Shen left something to suppress me."

Qin Kun urged: "Get a haircut!"

I'm afraid no one has tried the experience of getting a ghost king to get a haircut.Only a celestial master can fight against such a peerless evil spirit as the ghost king.

There are only 5 celestial masters, that is, the first-class ghost catchers in the contemporary dynasty.

The painting skin fairy of Fengdu Temple is in Sichuan and Shu.

The old Tai Sui of Yulong Mountain is in Jiangsu.

The holy monk of Folin Temple is in the Central Plains.

Ge Zhan Uncle Ge, in Linjiang.

There is also an old lunatic who is in Europe.

But without them, Qin Kun is not too afraid. The higher the strength of the ghost, the more restrictions it will have. This kind of peerless evil spirit is basically not tolerated by the sky.

Qin Kun has no enmity with it, and he doesn't believe that the other party will be punished by God for killing him.

Qin Kun didn't show timidity, and Yang Yingjie didn't show timidity either. He held the Seizing Knife and plucked Qin Kun's hair naturally.

"When I was with Yang Shen, he was poor at that time. He shaved his head every day to make a living, and he could barely eat enough. At that time, I didn't even have a full meal..."

Yang Yingjie started chatting while shaving his head, "Wuwei Mountain is piled high with corpses, and bones are like a forest. When the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was in trouble, the Manqing and God Worshipers fought countless battles there. They dug down at any place in the mountain. The bones can be seen within ten feet. It is very dark there, and sometimes in the afternoon, the town is deserted, let alone the village..."

"He came step by step from a worthless barber, and I saw it all. It's a pity that he didn't trust me, and he died in the end. He deserved it."

After Yang Yingjie finished speaking, his head was almost shaved, and he looked at Qin Kun inquiringly.

"how?"

The broken hair was blown away, and in the mirror, Qin Kun sat upright, his eyes bright, and his spirit seemed to be completely new.

"Not bad. This craftsmanship is worth 20 yuan."

"Actually, I can do better."

Yang Yingjie smiled and stretched out his hand.He returned the Seizing Knife without retracting his hand.

The palms of the hands were scorched by the karmic fire, like rotten flesh scorched by flames, exuding a pungent smell.

Qin Kun handed him an ingot made of paper.

This thing is a tribute from the hell road. In the Black Stone City where Qin Kun belongs, some people will make incense candles as enshrinements. This ingot is heavy in the hand, and it is worth 20 stacks of Ming coins.

Only then did Yang Yingjie withdraw his hand in satisfaction.

He turned his head and looked at Li Chong: "Brother Shanwang, my acting skills are not bad these days, right? But you hit me a little hard."

Li Chong gritted his teeth, this sentence was simply a threat.

"Don't play tricks, you think I'm afraid of you?" Li Chong had already put on a posture.

Yang Yingjie yawned: "Ge Zhan is almost here, forget it. I'm going back to sleep. Don't call me these few days."

……

In the evening, near the Chenghuang Temple in Huangpu District, a special restaurant.

Nie Yuxuan looked in a good mood, wearing a ripped vest, Kong Wu's powerful arms looked muscular.Not only him, but Li Chong and Wan Lang are also muscular hunks. Compared with the three of them, Qin Kun is still a bit thinner.

"Brother Qin! Junior Brother Wang and Junior Sister Chu, I'm the host today. I want to eat something." Wan Wanlang's smile and eyes were as charming as ever.

He is now the section chief of the Spiritual Investigation Division of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Shanghai, the police establishment.He was originally under the command of the General Administration, but now he is in charge of the Demon City, which is considered a high promotion.

As the saying goes, there is no feast without wine, when the disciples of the Southern Sect gathered in the magic city, they had to drink wine.

Nie Yuxuan had a few glasses of wine, his tongue was stiff, and he finally saw a smile: "Little insect, Qin Heigou, Wang Fatty, and Junior Sister Chu have just arrived, why are you making a fool of yourself?"

Li Chong snorted coldly and said, "You know what a fart. Drink less wine in the future, and watch people clearly. You are the most skilled in Dou Zong Wang Qi, and you can't tell the difference between people and ghosts?"

Li Chong alluded to the fact that when Nie Yuxuan met Yang Yingjie, he didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost. Damn, you dare to beat a ghost king, and you made me do it too. Nie Yuxuan, why are you drinking too much? !This is killing me!

Nie Yuxuan was a little confused by being squeezed out.

What does it mean to be indistinguishable from ghosts?

"You said that Qin Heigou is a ghost?"

Nie Yuxuan looked at Qin Kun, not like it.

"You didn't drink much, why are you talking nonsense?" Nie Yuxuan muttered, looked at Qin Kun and said, "Qin Heigou, you mean, the judge invited you to come to Shanghai this time?"

"Yes." Qin Kun replied.

Tao Huayan frowned at Li Chong: "It stands to reason that the Ban family has always been a loner, and sometimes even the Zhong and Ji families are not picked up. It's just a Black Soul Sect, so why should I invite you?"

Chapter 0377 drinkable holy water

Chu Qianxun frowned and said, "What do you mean Senior Brother Wan? Look down on our dog brother?"

Wang Gan said speechlessly: "Miss, please use your brain, Dahua is not mocking Qin Heigou, he means: This may be a trap."

trap……

Chu Qianxun looked at Qin Kun in astonishment.

"In that case...it seems possible. I remember that time on Xixiang Street in Linjiang City, the five-star blood array of the Black Soul Sect appeared in the 'Haihuang Clubhouse' where Qin Kun was staying. Isn't it a coincidence? "

There are also fortune tellers in Europe. If it is said that it was to deal with Qin Kun, everything makes sense.This time the Black Soul Cult appeared in the capital, and the 'judge' invited Qin Kun over again. Were these incidents unintentional, or were they planned in the dark?

"Blood for blood, tooth for tooth. Regardless of whether it is a calculation or not, those accounts should be settled."

Qin Kun clapped his palm, and in the elastic space, a silver vessel was held on his hand.

This is a silver jar, which seems to have lost its color after oxidation, but the engraving on it shows that this jar is extraordinary.

"Actually, at the beginning, I didn't think so much. A female thief stole this jar, and I bumped into it, and a series of things happened."

Qin Kun talked about the night when Du Qinghan stole the jar, until the remnant holy spirit in it was put into the ashes by himself, and then encountered various situations under the judge's hands.

Only then did a few people know that such a thing had happened to Qin Kun during this period of time.

Tao Huayan pondered for a while, and said: "Do you remember, during the Southern Sect Daoist Association, we passed the second hurdle."

Wang Gan drank his saliva: "Of course, dig a hole and find a hand card. During the period, a group of soldiers in berets gave us holy water."

Peach Blossom Eyes said: "That's right, I have had contact with the European Council of Ghosts, and 'holy water' really exists. European exorcists have profound attainments in spiritual spells, and most of the exorcism spells only rely on spiritual power. If things go on like this, it will damage all three souls."

"The three souls are confused, the mind is unconscious, the seven souls are scattered, and the limbs are immobile. Most of them have damaged three souls, which need to be repaired with holy water. As far as I know, those holy waters are all made by ghosts. The patriarch's idea of ​​catching ghosts and refining alchemy leads to the same goal through different routes."

"This jar of yours...is probably the 'holy water' from the Vatican. It's the best."

and many more……

Peach Blossom Eyes made a big circle, and Qin Kun's head swelled when he heard it.

Qin Kun felt that he had made it clear just now, why did he return the holy water to the holy water?

"Brother Wan, that's the Holy Spirit, an old ghost with golden light." Qin Kun emphasized again.

Nie Yuxuan took a sip of his wine, curled his lips and said, "It's the holy spirit, and it's also holy water! Are you stupid? That thing is for drinking, just like monk meat. Don't you understand?"

Li Chong licked his smoke-stained teeth and stretched his waist: "Hahahaha...Qin Kun, you are so stupid, you wasted a jar of holy water! It is holy water without impurities or filth. "

"Is that old man holy water?"

With a clatter...the spoon fell on the plate, Qin Kun turned to look at Wang Gan.

"This... I don't know either." Wang Gan shook his head while shaking the fat on his face.

Qin Kun turned to look at Chu Qianxun.

Chu Qianxun blinked: "I don't know, don't look at me. It looks like you regret it?"

More than regret, regret to death...

Who would have thought that the old ghost who was about to occupy the Town God's Temple at that time turned out to be a can of drink...

Qin Kun was very angry, the urn shook, and an old man was shaken out.

The old man was a little embarrassed, and the golden light on his body had disappeared.

He was pierced by Qin Kun's ghost spear 'Xuan Hui' that day, and the Yin spirit was polluted. Now his strength is at best a ghost.

In the private room, Wan Wanlang and Li Chong were startled. They saw that the old man's chest wound was radiated with black ghost energy. Although it had been polluted, there was still a faint golden light in other places.

I have never seen a golden ghost.

The evil ghost has a very dark aura, even if it is walking in the daytime, there is no problem, but the old ghost found that everyone in this room is calm and calm, obviously not paying attention to him, and moreover, he looks a little fierce.

Needless to say, Qin Kun who stabbed him.

Next to Qin Kun was a girl with a haggard face, the pupils of her eyes were bottomless, and they were faintly glowing with the flame of a lamp.

Next to the girl was a fat man with a bun on his head, his breath was hidden, his own Yin Qi couldn't get close to him.

On the other side of Qin Kun, there was a bearded man who was drinking, with peanuts between his hands. He just glanced back at himself and didn't say much.His cold breath dissipated, and the opponent did not defend himself.