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

"Who?" Qin Kun asked.

"Ghost!" replied the voice.

ghost?

After Qin Kun died, Ning Ning was already numb.

From the 6th floor to the 2nd floor, she saw the most unimaginable scene in her life. The group of ghosts on the road were cleaned up one by one by Qin Kun. This young man was so powerful that it was beyond words.

Those ghosts died in different ways, extremely terrifying, with rotten skin, broken limbs and arms, and leaked intestines, just like corpses crossing the border in horror movies, but this young master was extremely excited and continued To torture and kill.

She wondered if she was dreaming.

When they came to the second floor, although Ning Ning was afraid, she felt more and more safe by Qin Kun's side.

Hearing the voice inside claiming to be a ghost, Ning Ning could already foresee its next fate.

But Qin Kun didn't make a move.

"Sanwang, you are as annoying as your senior brother!"

Qin Kun was already very disappointed that he didn't see the ghost, and he was still despised. He curled his lips and replied in a bad tone.

The voice was furious: "My name is King of the Mountain! Besides, I don't think Nie Yuxuan and Wan Wanlang are my senior brothers."

In the light of the mobile phone, a Qingpihu walked over.

On his chest is a tiger tattoo, arrogant and domineering.

On his head was a croissant that didn't match his temperament.

Ning Ning obviously knew this green-skinned beard, and said in astonishment: "Li, Mr. Li. Are you dead too?"

The Qingpihu in front of him is none other than Dou Zong Li Chong, Nie Yuxuan's third junior brother.

Li Chong reached into Ningning's bathrobe and pinched it, revealing his smoke-stained teeth: "What do you think?"

The hot big hands, the seasoned technique, squeezed Ning Ning's body so soft that he almost fell into Li Chong's arms.

"President Li, I hate it~"

Qin Kun took a deep breath, and finally brought Ning Ning down. Why did this guy have an occupational disease when he saw Li Sanwang?

What time is it, still making waves?

Qin Kun scanned around, and in the steaming room, several people died tragically, and the smell of blood was strong.

He squinted at Li Chong.

Li Chong lit a cigarette: "It's all because of evil spirits, I beat them to death."

Those people do have a ghostly aura, but you have ruined the corpses like this, several of them have been beaten into a piece of skin, and it is estimated that there is not a single complete bone inside.

"It's so rude, is there nothing else you can do?"

Qin Kun took a deep breath. This month's workload must have increased exponentially.

Nima, you fucked me! !

Li Chong was quite dissatisfied with Qin Kun's attitude: "What can I do? Damn it, I called in to see if you were alive. If Yaoyao didn't ask me, I would take care of you?"

The last time Qin Kun gave him the ghost of Leibniz, he owed Qin Kun a favor. After all, he came here this time to repay the favor.

But Li Chong was quite displeased when he heard that Qin Kun opened his mouth in such a tone.

"Where is Ying Fengyao?"

"There are 5 bastards doing the blood sacrifice outside. I killed one and came in first. The others are probably blocked."

Qin Kun heard Li Chong say that this place has become an isolated island, and it can only be entered by killing the defenders, otherwise there is no other way to enter.

This is also a kind of formation.

"So, in this building, it's just you and me?"

Li Chongdao: "There is another big guy in the basement, I didn't kill it."

As they got closer, Qin Kun realized that Li Chong's arms were trembling, and there were bloodstains all over his body under his open clothes. The blood was a strange green color.

"You are poisoned." Qin Kun exchanged a detoxification pill and handed it to Li Chong.

Li Chong snorted coldly, pushed Qin Kun's hand away, and with all his strength, green blood arrows shot out.

The wound burst, blood arrows sprinkled on the corpse next to it, the corpse quickly turned black and smoked, and gave off a burnt smell.

"It's a small matter, I'll just steam it for a while. Leave this woman to me, the basement, hurry up."

Qin Kun said, "Why me?"

"Nonsense, they are here for you, who will you go to if you don't?"

Qin Kun swallowed, no matter what, what should be faced, will be faced sooner or later.

Qin Kun left, and the hidden aura of the three ghosts hung behind Qin Kun. Li Chong then relaxed his strength and leaned against the wall, his eyes full of weakness and exhaustion.

He stroked Ning Ning's head: "Ning Ning, come here and play a tune, I'll take a nap first."

……

Chapter 0284 Out of Control

2nd floor, safe.

1nd floor, safe.

Walking in the darkness, everywhere Qin Kun passed was bloody.

Ever since he saw the corpse, Qin Kun's heart began to twitch.

He is a mortician who faces corpses every day, but he has never been indifferent to life and death. This is a group of living people who died today for no reason and without warning.

Is this a blood sacrifice?

This is a crime!

In the basement, the place with the heaviest yin energy, corpses are strewn all over the place.

Neptune Club is a place for entertainment and leisure, the upper floors are the adult area, and the basement is the children's area.

When Qin Kun saw the body of the first child, he couldn't control his emotions.

A 3- or 4-year-old cute girl was nailed to the wall by an iron nail in both eye sockets, through the back of her head.

Throughout the aisle, a row of corpses of children were nailed to the wall in unison. If you look around, the methods are cruel and hard to look at! !

The children were male or female, big or small, and without exception, their little hearts had been dug out, and the bloodstains of an inverted five-pointed star were scratched on their chests.

Qin Kun stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to pull out the iron nails, but he didn't dare to touch them.

On the ground, shocking blood pooled into two lines of writing.

'Blood for blood!Tat for tat! '

Out of control, Qin Kun completely out of control.

"Who the hell did this! I'm going to kill you!!!"

"I'm going to kill you!!! I'm going to kill you!!!"

"I grass your ancestors! Who did it, I want to kill you!!!"

The heart-piercing roar was like a raging beast.

Qin Kun's emotions were out of control, completely out of control, the loud roar came from the basement, and spread to the ears of everyone nearby.

Nie Yuxuan, Wang Gan, Chu Qianxun, and Ying Fengyao were fighting desperately with members of the Black Soul Cult when they suddenly heard Qin Kun's roar. The anger contained in his voice could no longer be described in words.

Steam room on the 2nd floor.

Li Chong, who was a little unconscious, was taking a nap. He was awakened by Qin Kun's roar, and smiled wearily: "Damn it, I want to kill people too..."

Outside the five-star blood formation, Jing Sansheng moved his ears, and vaguely heard Qin Kun's voice.

"He's angry." Jing Sansheng took a deep breath, "What is there that can make him so angry?"

Old Immortal Chu shook his head with a miserable smile: "Didn't it be the same when Master Yang went to Silong Yin Point? Blood sacrifice..."

Jing Sansheng's elderly body twitched a little.

"Are we really doing nothing?" Jing Sansheng asked.

Chu Dao shook his head: "Of course not, our business is coming."

The oil lamp in Chu Dao's hand was bright, and his eyes seemed to finally get rid of the shackles of the magnetic field, and looked at the top floor of another building on Dongxiang Street, where there was a dark figure, flickering on and off in the sky mark lamp.

Chu Dao handed the oil lamp to Jing Sansheng: "I'll help you fight."

"it is good."

Jing Sansheng took the oil lamp tacitly, and walked towards the building.

……

In the basement, Qin Kun continued to walk forward. After a while, he passed through the children's area and came to an empty rest area.

When the child's body arrived here, it stopped abruptly. In this rest area, there were several sofas. On the sofa, I finally saw a person.

That person was very tall, close to 2 meters, and very burly, sitting there like a hill.

On the table is a metal container with five-pointed star marks. The pattern of the container is a sheep skull. In the middle of the container stands a meat grinder cone with a blood groove on the surface. The man holds a heart and inserts it into the meat grinder cone. Grinding upwards, the heart is shredded by the sharp rotary knife above, and the minced meat flows into the blood groove.

The man dipped his fingers into the minced meat in the blood tank, as if enjoying peanut butter, and put it into his mouth to taste the taste of the minced meat.

"Oriental Exorcist? Do you like my welcome? Hahahahaha..."

It was a European face, with half-length hair combed back, a somewhat crazy expression, and fanaticism in his eyes, his upper body was exposed, and his chest hair was thick.

Under his feet, 3 lumps of flesh were wriggling.

The European said: "Small sea cucumber, come to say hello~ Dear exorcist, I haven't been waiting for you for a long time. There was a fight just now, so I only made three of them. Forgive me."

Qin Kun looked at it, and found that it was not a sea cucumber, but three children.

Children who had their limbs chopped off, their eyes gouged out, and their tongues cut off, they had toothpicks stuck all over their bodies, like sea cucumbers.

Qin Kun saw that their blood was bubbling, and they were not dead yet.

Holding a 'sea cucumber' with trembling palms, he helped him pull out the toothpick.

"Oh? Dear exorcist, why are you crying?" The European man looked surprised: "Are my works touching?"

Qin Kun was like a walking dead, every time he pulled out a toothpick, the ball of 'sea cucumber' twitched, he couldn't make a sound, but Qin Kun could feel his pain.

Two bean-sized tears fell down.

Then I couldn't control it.

"You are dead……"

"Hahahaha...why are you so angry?" The man asked in amazement, at the same time picked up a 'sea cucumber', dipped it in minced meat, and fed it into his mouth.

"Let him go!"

"The exorcist who likes to cry, my name is Frinkdale, the great servant of the Holy Cult."

"I said, let go! Let go! Him!"

Frinkdal stood up, smiled slightly, and then let go of his hands, and the child fell freely, with his head stuck on the sharp vessel, and finally stopped moving.

"You want me to let it go!" Frinkdale shrugged innocently.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

Qin Kun kicked over the table, and the minced meat on the blood trough spilled all over Frinkdal.

Flinkdale raised his eyelids and saw an extra hatchet in Qin Kun's hand. He smiled and said, "The fluctuation of the semi-holy weapon? It's a pity, I'm not afraid!"

The dead souls of Chaishan are like ghosts floating around, and the world shakes with a dance of the hatchet!

The hatchet was half a meter long, and Qin Kun slashed at Flinkdal.

With a slash of the knife, the miserable scene of hell emerged. Countless hell ghosts entangled to drag each other into hell, but the opponent avoided them.

"Don't try to run!"

One knife was useless, Qin Kun opened his palm, and the underworld flame net was thrown out, entangled Flinkdal.