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

"Master Peng, long time no see."

"Yang Yingjie?!"

Wuwei Ghost King is a shaggy-headed ghost. When a bolt of lightning strikes from the sky, he slaps the big drum fiercely, and the big drum vibrates, as if it can disperse the lightning.

Even so, when the lightning fell, it still hit the two ghost kings, but none of them were in danger of life.

"Another one!!!"

Who would have thought that another one would appear!

Xu Facheng was stunned, Fan Haixin was stunned, Mo Lisa was stunned, and Kaman was also stunned.

Can the two ghost kings even withstand lightning?

Xu Facheng's arms trembled, his black hair started from the roots, and gradually turned white. Half of Van Helsing's soul had floated out, and the cross on his body seemed to be about to shatter.

Kaman suddenly yelled, and the torture equipment and iron clothes on his body were split in two.

On the back of the chest, the thorns in the iron coat of the torture tool pierced ten bloody holes.

The inner five sides and the outer five sides are just like an inverted five-pointed star.

"The omnipotent God Satan, I swear in the name of the devil, I will dedicate everything to you! Please grant me the power to regain my life in the dark and deep hell!"

Under Kaman's feet, a five-star blood formation appeared, enveloping Peng Xiao and Wuwei Ghost King.

At the same time, the ghost aura on them increased exponentially!

Blood, hostility, and all the negative emotions in the world make the power of ghost art grow rapidly.

The blond hot girl, Lisa, bit off her thumbs and smeared blood on her cheeks.

The wheat-colored skin, bathed in the silver light of the cross, becomes white and holy, and the golden hair emits a faint golden light, perhaps an illusion caused by the majestic ghostly aura, her clothes become the tulle of a saint, draped over the body.

The figure is very enchanting and sexy, but it does not make people feel a little profane.

Her hand rested on Van Helsing's shoulder, and the huge silver cross suddenly emitted a golden light.

Van Helsing opened his arms and the cross continued to skyrocket.

Mo Lisa closed her eyes, two lines of blood and tears flowed down, she held her head up and faced Peng Xiao's direction.

The battle that was originally over has turned into a melee between the two sides.

Xu Facheng's hair was completely white, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he was almost listless.

Peng Xiao's ghost aura was bleak, although the ghost king Wuwei helped disperse a lot of thunder, but he was still being attacked continuously.

Wuwei Ghost King faced Tianlei head-on. As a ghost king who had been famous for a long time, now, it was his limit.

More than half of Van Helsing's soul has been drilled out of his eyes, mouth and nose, and his mental power has been torn apart. The word "persist" already weighs more than a thousand catties.

Mo Lisa closed her eyes, more and more blood dripped on her body, dyed red with holy light.

The blood on Kaman's chest and back flowed out like a running water, converging into a river, and his muscles began to shake violently and dry up at the same time.

Both groups of people have reached their limits.

Next, it is time to consume each other's will.

"enough."

A voice came from Qin Kun's mouth.

This sound hit everyone's hearts like a big drum.

Then, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and here, it became a mountain, a mountain in turmoil.

Chapter 0409 mirage world, favorable location, Fuyu Mountain!

There are nine peaks in the distant mountains, which are gentle and green.The sky was covered with dark clouds, accompanied by light rain, covering the flames of war at the foot of the mountain.

There is no lightning, no ghost talisman, everything just disappeared, only the shouts of fighting remain in the world.

Everyone was still on the top floor of Yunhe Building a moment ago, but now, they are in a mountain, a little dazed.

The first to react was Peng Xiao.

"Mirage Realm, good location!"

As a ghost hunter who had followed Yang Shen and was branded as a karma, Peng Xiao was very familiar with the environment he was in.

Mirage, that is, ghosts hitting the wall.

If a person's spiritual power is much higher than that of others, then when the mirage is performed, others will be dragged into the caster's home field.

The second person to react was Xu Facheng.

He put away the Taoshen Duojian, swallowed, looked at the distant mountains and nine peaks, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

"Maoshan." Two words, one word at a time.

The three foreigners were a little at a loss. They didn't know where Maoshan was, but they knew that it was a mirage. It seemed that this place was the holy place in the hearts of oriental exorcists.

Not far away, there is a Taoist temple. Sitting on a bluestone in front of the Taoist temple is a young man dressed as a Taoist priest with a long beard and chest, staring at the flames of war in the direction of Maoshan, without saying a word.

There was a moment of silence between heaven and earth.

It seems that all the voices are far away from everyone, and then the voices gradually become clear, but they can't make people feel peaceful.

"It's Maoshan." The young man finally spoke.

The nine peaks in the distant mountain are Maoshan, the ancestral home of the ghost hunter.

Nine peaks are like nine pieces on a chessboard, distributed unevenly, where they are located is an accompanying peak.

Compared with the nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain, this place looks low, and the Taoist temple behind it and the Taoist robes of the Taoist priests are even more shabby.The bricks and tiles of the Taoist temple are incomplete, including the main hall, a total of more than a dozen houses stand sparsely on the spot.

The Taoist priest's body was covered with patches, and his shabby condition did not make him lose his personal demeanor. His hair was wet from the rain. His eyelids were slightly raised, and he looked at the statue of Sanqing in the main hall with a bitter expression.

The Taoist priest walked into the main hall, touched the gorgeous red lacquered beams and pillars with his fingers, looked at the statue of the Sanqing God covered in brocade and gold, and said to the people who followed behind: "I want to fight, I will fight later."

"you……"

The corner of Peng Xiao's mouth twitched, but he didn't speak.

The corners of Xu Facheng's mouth moved, but he didn't speak.

They knew that it was Qin Kun who spoke, not all Qin Kun.

This is Fuyu Mountain, the companion peak of Maoshan Mountain, a little-known hilltop.

This Taoist priest is naturally the first generation of companion tengu in Mount Fuyu.

Outside the hall, a thin yellow Taoist priest came in, about 30 years old, but malnourished and short in stature.He tremblingly said: "Little, little uncle, there are officers and soldiers from the bottom of the mountain. We should escape..."

Qin Kun ignored him.

The skinny yellow Taoist sighed, and then his attention was attracted. He suddenly saw Peng Xiao and Wu Wei ghost king standing in the corner, with angry expressions on his face: "The two evil mourners, dare to come out today to take advantage of the fire?! The Taoist is in a bad mood right now. Very bad, you are dead!"

After all, his momentum changed, from the frowning face just now, his whole body momentum became fierce, and a piece of talisman paper flew out from each of his hands.

"The Taishangxuan is inspired, where can the demons escape!!!"

Ordinary yellow paper, with runes carved and drawn with cinnabar on the paper, the runes flew out, and the hairs of Peng Xiao and Wuwei Ghost King stood upright.

"Xuandu Order! How can a piece of ordinary yellow paper depict Xuandu Order?!" Peng Xiao couldn't believe it.

"Hmph! You know a lot." The skinny Yellow Taoist snorted disdainfully as he saw that the talisman had wrapped around him.

Peng——

The two ghost kings were directly drawn by the talisman paper, there was no way to hide, the ghost body exploded, and Xuandu ordered the talisman to quickly entangle the Yinlong in their bodies.

The skinny Taoist priest beckoned, and the talisman flew back, wrapped in the talisman of Yinlong, like a meat roll, and he put it into his mouth.

Qin Kun was helpless: "What are you eating this for?"

The skinny yellow Taoist licked his mouth, and regained his timid demeanor: "I'm hungry...Little Master, we haven't eaten properly for two days and two nights..."

After finishing speaking, he said again: "By the way, are these people you captured as barbarians? Do you want to kill them?"

The thin yellow Taoist asked curiously when he saw a few foreigners dressed strangely, with blond hair and blue eyes.

killed?Say so casually? !With your body, who gave you the confidence! ! !

Fan Helsing, Ma Lisa, and Kaman's backs were stiff. Although they roared in their hearts, they did not dare to be sloppy.This unattractive, skinny yellow Taoist priest managed to control two ghost kings with one move, and even ate the other's body-protecting Yinlong, which made people no longer know what words to use to express their feelings.

Is it scary?

Or absurd?

Moreover, seeing him looking over with hostility in his eyes, several people were frightened.

Qin Kun said, "No need."

"Oh, then run away quickly, everyone is waiting for you." The three barbarians, if the junior uncle said not to kill, then don't kill, there is no entanglement.

"Don't run away."

"Don't run away?! They have an army formation! They also have bows and crossbows!...Little Martial Uncle, we are just Taoist priests who catch ghosts, not invulnerable gods!!!" The skinny yellow Taoist reminded with a wry smile.

Qin Kun waved his hand expressionlessly, smashing the statue of Sanqing behind him.

Suddenly, a burst of singing came out from the chest cavity.

"Staying alone in the eight wastelands of Fuyu Town, it doesn't matter if you don't pay homage to the Sanqing. I have boundless celestial honors, and there is no Bone Township in the green hills."

Like a personal declaration, like dissatisfaction with gods and Buddhas, like accusations against the world, like pity for the common people, like a burst of surging emotions being vented by him.

In this year and this month, at the beginning of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the Rebellion of the Eight Kings came to an end, the Five Hus ravaged the Central Plains, the Chinese people were devastated, and the heaven and the earth mourned together.

Qin Kun shook off his sleeves and sat firmly under the shattered statue of Sanqing, with a fierce light shining between his brows.

"Let them come!!! Fight to the death!!!"

……

Fight to the death!

fight to the death

The continuous lingering sound has been filling the eardrums.

At 6:[-] in the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines through the window.

It was like a big dream for everyone.

In the dream, there was a terrifying battle on that mountain, and now, his whole body is sore and limp.

When Xu Facheng woke up, he found that he was still standing with two swords in his hands, but standing for a long time made his muscles stiff, red and swollen, and when he let out his breath, he fell straight to the ground.

With exhausted spiritual power, low energy, black and white hair, and eyes filled with the joy of being alive after the catastrophe, he vowed that he must practice Taoism well in the future and not be affected by other people's mirage.

Because I no longer want to accompany Qin Kun to that ghostly place to fight.

Foreign guys and blond hot girls, their consumption is no less than Xu Facheng, and they fought all night last night.

What a war!

No matter what holy technique he used, he couldn't escape from the mirage world, and he was afraid of dying in the mirage world, so he had to fight desperately.There are so many soldiers, so many corpses. I don’t remember how many people I killed in my dream last night, and how many knives were hacked.

At this moment, there were no shadows of the two ghost kings around, and Kaman disappeared.

The two fell to the ground one after another. They saw that Qin Kun was sitting on the second floor with a middle-aged man, drinking coffee.

"Mr. Xun, that's the way it is. Everything in your company is caused by this guy. Maybe you don't believe it, but magicians exist."

To be honest, high-end coffee is not as easy as instant coffee. Beside Qin Kun, there is a dead body, 'Blood Beast' Kaman.

When Xun Tiancheng woke up in the morning, he found four or five people standing nearby, motionless as if bewitched by evil spirits. This scene was extremely strange.

But fortunately, Qin Kun gave him a reasonable explanation: These people are fighting to help Xun Tiancheng catch ghosts and demons.

At the same time, the blame was placed on the dead Kaman, who was the chief culprit who caused his confusion and mental depression.

Xun Tiancheng is a shrewd businessman. He obviously saw an old Taoist priest who was neither human nor ghost last night. How come the culprit turned out to be a foreigner covered in blood after dawn.

He didn't understand, but he was willing to believe Qin Kun's words.

"Master Qin, you mean, they are all here to help me?" Xun Tiancheng asked cautiously.

Qin Kun nodded: "Isn't it too much to pay a few more karma fees later?"

Xun Tiancheng immediately said seriously: "It's not just too much! It's too much!!! During this period of time, I was confused by that brush, lost my mind, and lost a lot of money. If it weren't for you, this The days are driving me crazy!"