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

Sudden mention of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was originally just casual talk, Qin Kun's eyelids twitched suddenly, Wang Gan was also startled, and the two looked at each other.

Both of them are smart people. Although Qin Kun is too lazy to think deeply about everything, he is not stupid. When he went deep into the situation, he had to connect the events of that year with the events of the Black Soul Apostle this time.

Seeing that the two were chatting, Chu Qianxun suddenly stopped talking, wondering, "What's the matter? I also know about the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan. The name was nice at first, but later it was changed to God's Heaven, which is neither fish nor fowl. ..."

The two ignored Chu Qianxun.

Wang Gan swallowed dryly: "Qin Heigou... I feel that there are some things I dare not think about. It seems that if we think about it, we will find many things that are different from what we know..."

"I also... feel..."

Qin Kun also had some hairs standing on end. If this incident was related to recent events more than 100 years ago, wouldn't it be a little unbelievable.

"Qin Heigou, why do I have an ominous premonition, it seems that Su Lin's injury is just the beginning."

"Don't ask me, the brain cells are not enough, let's ask where the Yuanjun Temple is, the delay is long enough..."

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Chapter 0231 Qingxuan Temple, Qinglin Bird

The huge ghost town, paved with blue bricks, looks a little dilapidated, and the grand scene of the past can be vaguely seen.

On the street, there are many ghosts, and the surrounding is dead.

Yuanjun Temple, the fifth hall, is located in the south of the city. At the gate of the temple, many beggars fell to the ground, looking at Qin Kun and the others with red eyes.

"Pity me...give me something to eat..."

"I'm so hungry...I'm so cold..."

The death of the beggar ghost was horrifying, prostrate on the ground, pulling the passing ghosts, but no one responded.

These are all ghosts who have cut off the incense and worship, lingering on their last legs and begging here, what awaits them is a complete loss of their souls.

The three of them were walking, when a beggar suddenly jumped onto Wang Gan's back, took a deep sniff, and his eyes shone with green light: "He is a Yang man...here is Yang Qi!!"

As soon as the ghost finished speaking, the begging ghosts around them stirred up and surrounded Qin Kun and the three of them.

Wang Gan shivered. The ghost on his back just sniffed him, and he felt the surrounding temperature suddenly drop, and his whole body became cold.

"Fuck you uncle!"

A piece of talisman paper was pasted on the ghost's forehead by Wang Gan, and with a bang, the ghost started to burn, and after a while, there was no burning residue left.

The scream of that ghost stunned the surrounding ghosts, and seeing that no ghost dared to do anything else, it stepped into the five halls of Yuanjun Temple.

This temple is very large, and all the ghosts living in it are rich and wealthy.

The three of them entered the temple, and after a while, a rich ghost appeared in front of them, dressed luxuriously like a merchant, holding his head.

"Yangren?" The rich ghost appeared and found that Qin Kun was holding a piece of Yan Jun's note in his hand, and said, "It turns out that Master Nanzong is here, please come inside."

There are nearly a thousand spirit tablets enshrined in the main hall, and there are vertical coffins like a forest, and the incense is flourishing.This is not a temple, it is simply a haunted house!

Many coffins have been broken, but the ghost energy has not been lost, and there are vaguely ghosts inside, like dead bodies in the coffin.

In the main hall, besides the rich ghost, there is also a Taoist robed ghost with a face like a skeleton, sitting under the statue of Lord Yama.

The Taoist robed ghost was drinking tea, saw the three people coming in, looked in the direction of the three people with empty eyes, a faint voice came from his chest, and echoed in the hall.

"The green coffin gathers shadows to produce fierce birds, and the mysterious fire endlessly nourishes the corpse. Qingxuan watches Chao Yihan, see you."

The Daoist ghost said it was a salute, so he didn't even get up. It seemed that he was a big shot before he was alive.

Moreover, the whole body is so proficient in cultivating qi that there is no level at all, and the opening of the mouth is the incision of the way of life and death, which makes people stunned for a while.

Qingxuanguan?

Qin Kun and the three were taken aback. Qingxuan Temple, one of the three views, actually had a disciple who died and stayed in the ghost market?

"Blood rain in the sea turns into the sky talisman, and the five techniques equalize the heavens to cut down the ghost bamboo. Fu Zong, Wang Gan pays respects."

"There are lights in the Seven Star Fortune Palace, and Huang Ji Candlestick hides You Luo. Zhu Zong, Chu Qianxun greets you."

Although there is a difference between life and death, as long as the seniors who have the way of life and death read the incision, the younger generation must respond and report out of the house.

Qingxuanguan is located on an island in the middle of the lake, also known as 'Qingxuanhai'.

There used to be a very strong ghost hunter in the Ming Dynasty, Qing Xuanhai and Ma Yongjiang.

"So you're from Mount Fuyu." The skeleton face looked at Qin Kun and said, "Who are you?"

I?

Qin Kun thought for a while, he seemed to have no family and no school, following Xiaopang and the eldest lady, just like soy sauce.

"Hey, Huangquan Tianfu has nine levels, and the nine mountains and nine rivers are the same. My name is Qin Kun."

Qin Kun thought for a while, in terms of craftsmanship, his own skills should be taught by Lao Wang, and standing in the same team with Lao Wang, it must be right.

The Daoist ghost nodded: "It turns out that he is a disciple of Fengdu, such a young corpse burialist, it seems that his horoscope is not as hard as usual."

After finishing speaking, the Taoist robe ghost said: "Is the Nanzong still the master of Peng Xiao?"

Canada means to be the leader and suzerain.

Peng Xiao, that is Dou Zongjing Sansheng's master, has been dead for decades.

Unexpectedly, this Taoist robed ghost had seen Peng Xiao.

Chu Qianxun said: "No, Master Peng has been away for a long time, and now Wu Xiong, the master of Fu Zong, is overseas."

"Overseas?" Dao Pao Gui's skeleton-like face revealed a sneer, "Everyone else has come to their homes, but people are still overseas? What kind of suzerain is this! The Nanzong is really not as good as one generation now."

If this is regarded as a complaint, no one will care. After all, there are some unspeakable secrets and promises in the world, and it makes people feel pedantic to speak out.

But Wang Gan was here, Master was despised by others, and Wang Qianpang showed displeasure on his face: "Old ghost, I respect you for being a senior of the same way, don't be shameless! There is a reason for my master to stay overseas! "

"The reason?" Daoist ghost smiled faintly: "What kind of bullshit reason, a group of white-faced barbarians can go to the ghost market to play wild, are you still considered waste?"

"you……"

Wang Gan pinched the talisman paper and pasted it, a green-eyed black crow suddenly appeared on the shoulder of the ghost in Taoist robe, pecked at it with a sharp beak, and with a bang, the talisman paper burst open.

The ghost bird neighed, combing its feathers as if nothing had happened.

"Blue Phosphorus Bird!"

Wang Gan's face was silent, this is not a ghost... It's almost the same as a ghost catcher, and the talisman paper can be broken!To deal with him, you can only use silk paper!

Beside, Qin Kun asked in a low voice: "Miss, what's the matter with this bird? Why does the fat man look as ugly as his dead father?"

Chu Qianxun said in a low voice: "This is the green phosphorous bird, which grew up eating corpses, was raised in a special coffin made by Qingxuan Temple, lived with the dead corpses, and became a ghost bird after death, pecking ghosts and eating corpses, omnipotent. At the beginning, Ma Yongjiang was an ordinary bird breeder in Qingxuanhai, but later he entered Qingxuanguan by accident. His flocks of birds are so vicious that ghosts can peck them to death. To deal with this kind of birds, you can only use brocade silk paper, which is a talisman Zong's most annoying yin bird."

Qin Kun shrunk his neck, even ghost generals could peck him to death!

How strong is this?

And this kind of bird doesn't look like a good stubble, so can you raise a flock?

Seeing that Wang Gan's Taoism seemed to be restrained and his aura suppressed, Qin Kun opened his mouth and wanted to change the subject: "Old Ghost Chao, don't be angry, where are those foreigners?"

Ghostbusters are also divided into grades, Maoshan is the ancestral court, down is the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect, and then there are three mountains, three temples, and three temples, and then there are ordinary rivers and lakes. , Huangheqi cadaver, Changbai witch, Sanmiao wizard, etc. Although Fengdu disciples have been passed down for a long time, Taoist ghosts feel that they have always been low-level ghost hunters, and they are not even counted as ghost hunters. They only have the ability to deal with ghosts That's all.

How dare such a person call himself an old ghost?I don't take the seniors in the rivers and lakes seriously.

The Daoist ghost sneered and said, "If you have the ability, find it yourself!"

Whoops!

Is this asking someone to help or finding fault?

I came here specially to help, not to see your face.

"Okay! You are so powerful, you have the ability, you can deal with it yourself."

Qin Kun lit a cigarette: "Fatty, don't you see how capable this old ghost is? It's okay to deal with a few black soul apostles. Let's go."

Qin Kun left as soon as he said that, and Chu Qianxun followed closely behind. Wang Gan suddenly reacted and smiled: "Yes, Chao Yihan, right? Bye bye, you can deal with it yourself."

The rich ghost didn't expect the three of them to leave after a disagreement, so they opened their eyes wide, what's wrong with this group of people, they don't care about the troubles in the ghost market?That group of people caught more than a dozen evil spirits.

In the ghost market, those who can cultivate evil ghosts are at least ghosts with continuous descendants and prosperous incense. These ghosts are the mainstay of the ghost market. Because there is a ghost king sitting in the ghost market, it is equivalent to the existence of the king of Hades in the ten temples, and separates one side.

Now that the ghost king is gone, they need to rely on their own strength to protect themselves. At least this group of evil spirits can't lose too much. Those foreigners came to attack at will, which has already caused them heavy losses. Seventeen spiritual positions were broken, obviously all of them were destroyed.

If you are going to die, you will be dead, just come over with a few errands and take them to the underworld.

They have survived until now, but they just don't want to enter reincarnation. How did things become like this?

Daoist ghost was stunned, and became angry from embarrassment: "Yin and Yang help each other, and Yin and Yang live in peace. This is the rule and tacit understanding between the ghost market and the world since ancient times. Do you want to break this rule?"

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Chapter 0232

In the ghost city, in a certain thatched hut, on the beam of the house was a hanged corpse.

On the table under the corpse, a person exactly like the corpse was sitting there. The coarse porcelain teacup on the table was a bowl of herbal tea. It was a man with strangle marks on his neck. Even when drinking tea, his tongue stuck out. , slightly protruding eyeballs, bluish-purple complexion.

His appearance is the same as that corpse, and he has no shadow.

It's a ghost.

Besides the hanged ghost, there are three other men in black robes in the room.

The man in black robe wore an inverted five-pointed star around his neck, his face was hidden in the robe, and he stood in front of the man.

"Unexpectedly, the evil spirits in the east also have a habit of hiding their own corpses."

The leader of the black-robed man chuckled, looked at the hanged ghost and said, "Friends from far away in the East, please make a deal with me?"

The hanged ghost's hair is very long, but not braided. If someone familiar is around, it is not difficult to find that his clothes are in the style of the Ming Dynasty.

Daming old ghost.

"A certain wild man in the mountains doesn't know how to trade. You barbarians, don't disturb my cleanliness, get out of here quickly!"

Ordinary ghosts who commit suicide are mostly cynical and full of resentment in their hearts. This hanged ghost's eyes were blood red, staring straight at the three men in black robes, very impatient.

"Poor friend, if you go on like this, you will lose yourself. I can guide you out of the lost path and let you vent your resentment and dissatisfaction to your heart's content."

The headed man in black robe had an old voice, his face was hidden in the black robe, like a kind and wise old man.

The hanged ghost looked at the old man and asked, "Lost? The world is like a well, and I am like a frog. There is no way to get lost. It's just mediocrity!"

The old man was stunned for a moment. It stands to reason that ghosts do not go to the underworld after death, but stay in a place that is neither yin nor yang.

But this ghost's insight, like an epiphany after death, is the first time he has seen it.

"Wise friend, don't you think the world is too dirty and needs to be cleaned?" The black-robed priest tried to lead the topic to the place he expected.

"Dirty? So-and-so living in the world is called dirty!! Why, I want to die but I can't die. After I die, I have to come to this kind of ghost market! I'm going to hell, I'm going to hell, you know?"

The ghost energy fluctuated violently, the hanged ghost grabbed the collar of the old man in black robe, someone beside the old man immediately stepped forward and pushed him away.

"Go to hell?"

The black-robed old man is very unhappy now. He tried his best to break through the Yin-Yang boundary wall here, and kept looking for Satan's believers, but when he came to the ghost market, seventeen evil spirits who would rather die than surrender died, and one who didn't even bother him. , clamoring to go to hell.

Are you evil ghosts in the east crazy? ! !

"In fact, there is no resentment that can only be resolved by going to hell. You can believe in a great god to resolve the pain in your heart."

The voice of the black-robed old man was as calm as ever, with a soothing magnetism.

"Old man, are you blind and deaf? So-and-so is going to hell! So-and-so is going to suffer endless pain, so I don't need you to worry about resolving it! You can let me go to the underworld, and I will make a deal with you!!"

The train of thought of the black-robed old man was interrupted, you are really crazy!If I can go to the underworld, I'll find Mr. Satan right away, why would I want you! !

The black-robed old man communicated a few more words, and was scolded bloody by the hanged ghost. He pointed to the hanged ghost and said, "Kill him!"

The black-robed old man is in a difficult mood now. Since coming here, he has never encountered anything that goes well with him.

After killing seventeen evil ghosts, he finally found a hopeful one who wanted to die. He really didn't understand what these ghosts were thinking.

Two attendants in black robes took out two key-like objects from their sleeves.

They approached the hanged man vigilantly, and suddenly attacked, with the pentagram printed on his chest and back.

The hanged ghost didn't even resist, and shouted: "Kill me!!"

"What a madman!"