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

Yuan Xinghan was startled, and then heard another sentence: "Kill him!"

kill?

Yuan Xinghan has done many things and painted many paintings, but he has never had anything to do with murder.

"I can not do it!!"

"You can't do it, he will kill you!!"

Suddenly, the faceless man rushed over, his monk's robe burst, and two bloody hands pinched his neck.

The big tendons in the neck were grabbed, and the nerves at the back of the head were collapsed. Yuan Xinghan couldn't use any strength. His hands were scratching randomly, and suddenly, he grabbed the other person's face wrap.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Yuan Xinghan saw that inside was a bloody face with shaved bald head, nose cut off, and eyeballs gouged out, which was extremely horrifying.

puff--

Suddenly, a sharp weapon was inserted into the back of the bloody man's head, and it came out of his mouth. Then, he was lifted by a huge force and fell aside.

Yuan Xinghan was spattered with blood all over his face, and breathing heavily, he realized that it was Qin Kun who had come.

"Director Qin, what's going on?!"

Qin Kun didn't speak, and punched Yuan Xinghan hard on the forehead, and Yuan Xinghan was kicked out.

When he came back to his senses, he was still sitting in front of the screen wall, with no blood on his face, and there were still a lot of tourists around.

Behind him, a young man was exhaling a cigarette, looked at Zhaobi in confusion and said, "This thing is weird."

Qin Kun!

Yuan Xinghan didn't care about the pain on his forehead, and shrank beside Qin Kun, still in shock, he said: "Director Qin, what's going on?"

Qin Kun has only experienced this situation once, and guessed in a low voice: "The causal line here seems to be wrong... The time is confused. And it's another world within a world, and you're pulled into another place."

30 years ago, he experienced a wrong causal line, and the time span was wrong for a full 30 years. Today, Yuan Xinghan's causal line deviates by 1 hour, but what happened in it is enough to change the direction of certain things in the future .

Yuan Xinghan didn't quite understand Qin Kun's explanation, but when he heard that he was pulled into another place, he remembered the ghost dressing table at Yuezhang's house, shivered, and asked, "Is it a ghost hitting the wall?!"

Qin Kun nodded. It wasn't necessarily a ghost. Just now he accidentally discovered that the Yin Qi in the temple had suddenly skyrocketed. Yuan Xinghan should have been pulled into another world, or another timeline, by some evil forces.

"Amitabha, right and wrong are all determined by God. Don't you just fool the world by talking so eloquently about the truth of Prajna?"

Behind him, an old monk in a moon-white robe stepped forward and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Qin Kun saw that he was not young, he already had two white eyebrows, and the monk lowered his eyebrows in a humble attitude, but Qin Kun could feel that he was looking at him all the time.

"Master, there are strange things in your temple, why don't you tell them?" Qin Kun snorted coldly, smoking a cigarette.

"The monks don't tell lies, and there is nothing weird in the small temple. The weirdness is in the heart of the benefactor."

Qin Kun was taken aback for a moment, isn't it weird?

This Zhaobi's yin energy has already turned black, talking about nonsense, master, you are the number one!

And, what time is this, are you fighting against me?

With a dark face, Qin Kun said unkindly: "Master, can you give me an explanation?"

The old monk was kind-hearted, walked up to Zhaobi with the air of an eminent monk, and looked at the reliefs on Zhaobi: "Explanation? , is the explanation."

I rely on!What are these things?How could I understand!

Qin Kun was ready to get rough. The old monk didn't have a ghostly aura about him, but there were strange things in the temple. Qin Kun didn't think the old monk was a good character.

He rolled up his sleeves, Yuan Xinghan suddenly grabbed Qin Kun, and asked uncertainly: "The master just said, but the six reincarnations?!"

The old monk looked at Yuan Xinghan with an approving expression: "Yes."

Yuan Xinghan's heart moved. Just now the old monk read Sanskrit. He had heard from his friends that Luo Wei Luo Nai Asura Way, Momian Credit Human Way, Di Li Che Animal Way, Guan Li Duo Hungry Ghost Way, Ni Li Ye hell way.

Reincarnation?

Qin Kun snapped his fingers: "There were only five just now, right?"

Yuan Xinghan was stunned for a moment, and calculated in his mind: "Indeed, the way of heaven is missing!!"

Qin Kun doesn't know Sanskrit, but Qin Kun has heard of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Reincarnation of the three realms, reincarnation of the four lives.

Qin Kun has seen this relief sculpture on the screen wall before. It is weird and absurd. At first, Qin Kun didn't know what it meant.

However, the screen wall is missing a piece, the relief that belongs to the way of heaven is missing.

"The Dao of Heaven is impermanent. That's what the old man meant when he smashed the relief of the Dao of Heaven. Benefactor Qin, the old man invites you to reminisce about the past."

These words surprised Qin Kun greatly.

please... me?

This old monk is already 70 years old, what kind of old man is he talking about?

Qin Kun couldn't believe that the other party would know him.

This Bailong Temple...is it related to the three families of the Northern School?

The bell just now, plus the funeral and funeral street outside the temple, if it has anything to do with the Zhong family and the Ji family...

So the old gentleman that the old monk said...couldn't be that old lunatic Zuo Jinchen, right?

"Who is the old gentleman you are talking about?" Qin Kun was a little wary.

Qin Kun felt that if the old gentleman was Zuo Jinchen, he would run away without saying a word.Yang Shen in his heyday, and the three heads of the Southern Sect all died because of each other. Now that he is not even a hair, he really doesn't want to see such an old monster.

The old monk opened his mouth, and a name spit out from his mouth, his smile remained unchanged.

After a long time, Qin Kun was startled, and said in a low voice, "Then... please lead the way, master."

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Chapter 0262 The Great Power Tianlong

Inside the Bailong Temple, the Buddhist monastery is the deepest.

A quiet small courtyard with no sign or connection, flowers and plants were planted in the yard, a few chickens were raised, and a very old, very old man was sitting in it basking in the sun.

The old man's face was full of age spots, his hair had fallen out, and he was wearing a monk's robe. His chair had no backrest, but he carried a wooden plank on his back and tied it to himself.

Yuan Xinghan followed behind Qin Kun. It was the first time he had seen such an old man who could still sit so straight, but the old man was old after all, with his mouth slightly open and saliva dripping from time to time. Cloth, with a piece of damp on it.

The old man's first impression on Yuan Xinghan seemed to be a soldier, like a retired veteran cadre, who was getting old. His eyes only stopped on Yuan Xinghan for a moment, then looked at Qin Kun.

The tiger-like eyes gradually turned red when they saw Qin Kun.

"Kun..."

The old man was struggling to speak, and the old monk who led the way sighed: "The old man suffered a stroke ten years ago, and Junior Brother Jing usually comes to accompany him. I am considered half of the old man's disciple, and I have been waiting by my side."

"After the stroke, he stopped talking and his body was still strong. He kept saying that he wanted to see you, but Junior Brother Jing said he couldn't."

After the old monk finished speaking, he frowned compassionately and stood aside with his hands up.

Qin Kun stepped forward, took a deep breath, and sat on the chair in front of the old gentleman.

"Uncle Ge, long time no see, why are you still carrying your own coffin board?"

After Qin Kun finished speaking, he flew out like a cannonball.

"Old monk, I have neglected your family, this is called apoplexy?!"

Qin Kun was kicked into the chicken coop and rubbed his chest. The sound of dying came from the chicken coop.

Yuan Xinghan was dumbfounded!

When he was studying body structure, he consulted his teacher. A simple summary of human body strength is ten strength and one dance. Generally, it takes 5 catties of strength to swing a 50 catty iron rod, let alone Qin Kun's 100 catty. Weight, being kicked away in this way!

This is such a kick, no matter what, it must have a thousand catties of strength, right?

The old monk looked at Qin Kun's miserable appearance in the chicken coop, and couldn't bear to look directly at him and turned his head.

Yuan Xinghan looked at the old man in horror, and found that the old man had stood up.

With one hand, he untied the knot, and the wooden board behind him turned out to be a plaque, which he held in his hand and stuck into the ground.

There are four large characters written with iron and silver hooks on it - "Dawei Tianlong".

"Qin Kun! You are courting death!"

The thick and violent voice came from the old man's chest, Yuan Xinghan felt deafening, his legs were weak, and he almost sat on the ground.

It's horrible, who is this old man? !When facing him, I felt like I saw a tiger, and I couldn't bear his pressure!

Qin Kun stood up with grinning teeth, rubbed his chest, and looked at the old man with resentment: "Uncle Ge, you are an old man with more vitality than me pretending to have a stroke. I believe your evil!"

After Qin Kun finished speaking, he found that the old man in front of him had lost his gaze, and sat down dully again, his mouth was trembling, and his saliva kept flowing out.

"Uncle Ge, don't scare me!"

Qin Kun was taken aback for a moment, and hurried forward.

Thirty years ago, Ge Zhan helped Qin Kun block a bullet. At that time, Qin Kun used the Blood Emperor Pill to save Ge Zhan, but Qin Kun knew in his heart that he owed Ge Zhan his life. He is respectful from the heart.

When you are in danger, sacrifice yourself for others, and be worthy of the word "senior".

The old monk sighed, and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "The old man will only become normal when he sees people fighting and gets angry. Donate Qin, don't be angry with him."

Qin Kun stepped forward silently, took out a tissue and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

Ge Zhan.

This old man is Ge Zhan.

The former head of the Dou Zong, the leader of the previous generation's companion Tengu, unfortunately, he is old, from a hale and hearty old man, he has withered and aged, with half a foot in the coffin.

Qin Kun sighed a little, as if the last time he saw him was yesterday.

Seeing that Ge Zhan was speechless, his fingers kept grabbing his waist, and he looked at Qin Kun expectantly. He was speechless for a while, and Qin Kun looked at the old monk: "What do you mean?"

"He asked you to fasten a plaque to him. This plaque is his life, and it is said that he will be buried with him after death."

On the ground, there was an immovable plaque. Yuan Xinghan wanted to come up to help, but Qin Kun said: "You can't move it, go get the rope."

Uh?

Yuan Xinghan tried it, the wood was too heavy, who would have thought that an elderly man would carry this thing on his body for a day!

"Is this iron sandalwood?"

Qin Kun looked at the old monk in doubt, and the old monk nodded.

"Who sent it?"

"Yang Shen."

Qin Kun caressed the plaque. The words Dawei Tianlong seemed to be declaring something to the world. It was a kind of status, a kind of honor, and it seemed that it was also a kind of responsibility.

Qin Kun fastened the plaque on Ge Zhan, and Ge Zhan finally stopped shouting, stared at Qin Kun with tiger eyes, and stroked Qin Kun's head.

"Kun... is much more powerful..."

It took a long time for Ge Zhan to say a word, and Qin Kun pointed to the footprints on his chest: "Don't tease me, I'm about to be kicked to death by you..."

"Should……"

When Ge Zhan was speaking, Qin Kun was sprayed with saliva and wiped it off without hesitation. He lit a cigarette and didn't know what to say for a while.

After a long time, Qin Kun spoke first, breaking the silence.

"Uncle Ge, why did you run to the north? Dou Zong has taken in a group of disciples and grandchildren, why don't you go enjoy the happiness?"

"The temple... has to be shut down..." Ge Zhan glanced at the old monk, "He...will die a terrible death."

Qin Kun was speechless. When you grow old, everyone scolds you. After all, the old monk has taken care of you for so many years.

"Kun... I'm here, no one dares to touch you..."

Qin Kun said: "Yes, Uncle Ge is here, who can bully us, how many years of friendship."

The bell continued to ring again, deafeningly loud.

Ge Zhan's old eyes became cloudy, and he suddenly glared at the old monk: "Stop...today...who dares to do anything...I...killed...him!"

Ge Zhan's chest was full of bullying, and his speech became more and more fluent.