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

Qin Kun got up and turned to go out.

The old man couldn't understand what mental trauma was, but when he saw a large piece of jerky in his hand, he suddenly burst into tears.

Nice guy.

These days... Few people care about their lives.

Qin Kun walked into the second house with a few people.

On the ground was a middle-aged man, whose body was already completely cold.

Qin Kun straightened his clothes and wiped off the blood on his face. The women and children next to the man looked at Qin Kun in horror. Qin Kun knew that the group of people were frightened, so he didn't say anything until the body was buried. After almost packing up, Qin Kun dropped a piece of jerky and left.

The woman and the child stared blankly at the corpse just now, and it became much more serene than the ghastly appearance before.

There wasn't much Qin Kun could do, let the dead go away decently, let the living sleep on their stomachs... It's not worth mentioning.

Walked one after another.

Qin Kun either said some comforting words, or left some food, or simply made a funeral makeup, or helped the helpless to give birth to a fire, that's all.

I went to a house that didn't look like a human being. One wall had collapsed, and there were four corpses in the house, an old woman, two children, and a woman. The only one alive was a man, whose eyes were numb.

His hands were covered in blood, and after digging four holes, Li Qingyang and the others silently stepped forward to help him bury the person, then helped him light a fire in a place where the rain would not reach, and left silently.

Qin Kun has seen a lot of dead people since he started working, but he still can't stand this kind of scene.

People live, who want to die.

But fate, who has really held it in his hands.

Before leaving the village, the rain had stopped.

Qin Kun looked at Li Qingyang and the others covered in mud, and suddenly smiled softly: "I forgot to teach you."

Li Qingyang and the others didn't say anything, they suddenly found Qin Kun stroking lightly between their eyebrows, they were startled, suddenly, the brother next to Li Qingyang's teeth trembled and told him to turn around.

Li Qingyang turned his head and saw a scene he will never forget.

At the entrance of the village, behind them stood more than 100 ghost figures!

Either their cheeks were swollen, or their intestines flowed out, or they were covered in blood, or their limbs were incomplete.Li Qingyang's legs were weak, and he tried his best not to kneel down.

Qin Kun looked at these ghosts and said nothing.

Li Qingyang looked at Qin Kun, his whole body trembling like chaff, and the three people beside him were also quite frightened, but for some reason, none of them yelled.

Then, they saw the hundreds of ghosts kneeling down towards them in unison!

This kneeling, Li Qingyang's mind was like a bronze bell being struck, and there was a huge buzzing sound.

More than a hundred ghosts knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, then stood up slowly, left silently, and returned to the village.

Quiet.

The ghosts dispersed, and the rain on the leaves fell on the ground, tick-tock.

Li Qingyang bit his lip, tears welled up suddenly.

"Master Qin, teach me."

He knelt down towards Qin Kun.

Didn't say anything, just knelt like that.

Qin Kun looked into the distance: "What can I teach you?"

……

The battle to exterminate Chen has already begun, and China is about to usher in the great unification after the Five Husbands and the Chaos. The world is full of change, and it is also full of traces of blood and fire.

On the way forward, Li Qingyang watched a village being bloodbathed, and was going to help as usual, but Qin Kun stopped them.

Can't help.

He could see the living people in the village, but he could also see the dead air above the village.

This village will soon be hit by a plague, and with their abilities, they cannot be saved...

Leaving around the village, no one questioned Qin Kun's decision. When they came to a hillside, a man in monk clothes blocked their way.

"Amitabha, the poor monk followed the benefactor all the way. Seeing the benefactor's good deeds, he admired him in his heart."

The monk clasped together and saluted, but Qin Kun asked Li Qingyang and the others to wait for him in front.

He looked at the monk and smiled softly: "I haven't followed for so long because I haven't found a reason to let my conscience live?"

The monk smiled and said nothing.

Qin Kun asked, "Did you find it today?"

The monk nodded: "Why don't you save me when I die?"

"It can't be saved."

"Can't save it and can't save it are two different things."

The monk walked slowly and hypnotized himself forcibly. He told himself that the person in front of him was a hypocrite. It seemed that in this way, the conscience would be able to live with it, and the murderer would not let the Buddha's heart be dusted.

The monk has sharp eyes, and Qin Kun doesn't like this kind of monk.

He asked, "Then are you willing to save them?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk is willing to save the world from suffering! So come to get your Buddha wheel."

The monk spoke solemnly.

Qin Kun laughed.

"Come on then."

"Thousands of hands Tathagata!"

The monk shot again, as always, the same as the first two.

Vajra palms all over the sky moved towards Qin Kun. Qin Kun saw that the difference from the previous two was that there were eight big ghosts in the opponent's palm!

The monk is clapping!

The eight big ghosts are also striking out!

This is not the presence of a ghost, it does not absorb the power of a fierce ghost into the human body, but in terms of technique, it is integrated with the raised ghost.

Strange!

In one round, Qin Kun was knocked to the ground.

The monk couldn't hide the ecstasy in his eyes.

so easy?

It's just that when I looked at Qin Kun again, I found that Qin Kun was still in his original position and didn't move.

The monk still couldn't believe it.

Impossible to hit empty!

It's full of Buddha's palms again.

Beside Qin Kun, several ghosts appeared.

Niu Meng, Bopi, Shui Monk, Headless, Hanged Ghost, Shenjiang Ghost, Dong Ao, and Ma Lie appeared one after another. Whenever the previous ghosts couldn't resist, another ghost came out to help.

Qin Kun didn't move like a mountain, watching the ghost messengers fight with the monk.

"Sure enough, you are not a good person! You are raising so many ghost servants, the poor monk will not spare you!!!"

As soon as the monk closed his palms, there was a sudden change again.

"Concentric six Buddhas!"

Among the previous eight big ghosts, six suddenly merged into the monk's body.

Face, ears, tongue, nose, body and mind, six organs and six senses, six ghosts struggle and change, the speed, perception, and power of the monk burst out, and the fluctuation of spiritual power increases geometrically!

The ghost messenger suddenly complained, but it also aroused fierceness.

Which of Qin Kun's ghosts is not grumpy?

The water monk, who seems to be the most peaceful, is the one who loves to scold people the most. The headless ghost with a seemingly listless temper prefers to pinch his opponent's head for fun.

In an instant, after the monk took advantage for a moment, he suddenly found that the opponent's counterattack was even more terrifying than before!

Yan Xie Suo, Ghost Grass Thorn, Tian Hong, Head Pulling Technique and other ghost techniques were used desperately.

The Shenjiang Ghost Phantom Realm was used, and the Hebo Temple appeared, and the Phantom Realm was suppressed and stabilized. They kept cheering and shouting to kill the monk.The hanged ghost went forward as cannon fodder, and was scattered several times by the six Buddhas. He became even more excited, clamoring for the other party to kill him, and the monk was disturbed tirelessly.Niu Mengma and Ma Lie attacked together, and Peeling directed the headless ghost to attack, and Dong Ao rode his horse to help, and he succeeded every time.

Whenever the monk wanted to fight back, Monk Shui would throw down a flood, or spray a jet of water from the bottom of the river. He chanted the Buddha's name, thinking that the mirage of Shenjiang ghost was very beneficial to him!

In the mirage world, after fighting for an unknown amount of time, Qin Kun saw that the ghost messengers and the opponent's offensive gradually weakened.

One's own side gradually fell into inferior position.

Although they cooperated tacitly and surrounded one person, the opponent was still too strong.

No matter how you put it... the eight ghosts are all ghost generals.

"Why don't you fight? Come on!"

The monk found that Qin Kun put away the ghost messenger, and roared.

Qin Kun stepped forward and put his hand on the opponent's shoulder.

The monk was taken aback.

Then I heard a cluck, and my gaze turned to the back.

A ray of ghosts entered the ashes urn, and the monk didn't understand how Qin Kun came to him, why he didn't respond when he put his hand on his shoulder, and why the other party didn't use any tricks, and he died.

There were so many things he didn't understand that no one could answer him.

Qin Kun twisted the monk's causal threads, and slowly gained a new understanding.

"It turns out...the Seamless Tower is really a stone."

For a moment, Qin Kun simply wanted to end the fight, so he walked over and broke the opponent's neck.

But he could feel that he was not hindered by anything.

As if for a moment, he was a dead thing, not being guarded by others.

At that time, his thoughts were clear, his emotions didn't fluctuate, his goals were clear, and he didn't have any distracting thoughts. He just wanted to do one thing, and then he did it.

Seamless, no leaks.

He doesn't even have the intention to kill, can he see the secret?

Is this the original meaning of physique?

No killing intent, no secrets, no fate, just a pure thought...

No, this is too simple...

Qin Kun put away the karma thread.

Still haven't figured it out, but that's okay.

……

South Chenducheng, Jiankang.

Finally, I bid farewell to all the mess along the way and came to the bustling city.

Along the way, the emotions of Li Qingyang and the others were never high, then slowly sank, then became peaceful, then rose again, and then returned to nature.

You should eat, drink, and smile.

Some people have learned Qin Kun's ability to put on makeup, but it's okay, they can't learn anything else.

Some people have learned Qin Kun's fists and kicks, of course they are all vigorous and penetrating foreign martial arts. After all, they have a foundation, but it is a pity that they still cannot learn the more advanced Beng Jin, let alone dragon art.

Some people learned Qin Kun's ability to deal with ghosts. Their yin and yang eyes were opened by Qin Kun that night, but unfortunately they couldn't last too long. It was just that when Qin Kun poured spiritual power into their brows, they could see the state of ghosts, which was an external force.

However, Qin Kun taught them the hellish formation - Qiming Formation, and the four of them are practicing, with varying degrees of strength.

Li Qingyang learns the most and is the most complicated. Even so, Qin Kun feels that he can't even reach the third-rate level of life and death, but he doesn't regret it. He didn't intend to train a tyrannical ghost hunter. Don't expect much and don't be disappointed.

Jiankang is very prosperous.