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

Qin Kun squinted. This is a child who fell to pieces. He should have died by falling from a building. Qin Kun smiled and rubbed his nose: "Okay."

The window was opened, Qin Kun kicked the ball far away, the child was stunned, and jumped out of the window crying.

After a while, a sissy with an orchid finger came in again, and found that there was a man sitting in the mortuary room playing with his mobile phone. He was surprised while clutching his chest, and then moved over with a happy face.

The sissy shook her hand in front of Qin Kun's eyes, and found that Qin Kun didn't respond, she leaned beside Qin Kun with an intoxicated expression, sucking in the yang energy.

Snapped!

Qin Kun slapped the sissy's face with his backhand, and the sissy covered her face and looked at Qin Kun in disbelief.

Snapped!

Another slap with the forehand.

"roll!"

The girl covered her cheeks, full of grievance and resentment, her lips twitched a few times, and she stomped away.

Who would have thought that this would be the case in the funeral home after Zishi, and I don't know what Tuwa saw when he often played games in the office building.

Qin Kun waited for several uninvited guests, but there was no reaction from Uncle Qu's corpse in the sewing room.The hands of the clock had already reached 1 o'clock. Qin Kun put down his phone and yawned. An old woman with missing teeth was leaning against the door frame, eating melon seeds and smiling at Qin Kun. The old woman's teeth were burnt yellow and her face was turning purple.

"Little master, can you see me?"

Qin Kun nodded.

The old woman had an ugly smile, a little stiff, and rolled her eyes eeriely: "I haven't seen you before, you're so ugly. How many years have you been working?"

"Almost three years."

"Oh, I just delivered it a few days ago."

The old woman's expression was a bit greedy, Qin Kun sneered in his heart, ready to see what kind of trouble the other party could make.

The old woman is an old lady. She has met other young masters in the funeral home. Compared with them, Qin Kun is too quiet, and the quietness is a bit scary. This kind of person who dares to stay in the funeral home at night is probably not a guy to mess with.

The old woman grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the altar and left. Qin Kun looked away and continued to look at his mobile phone.

The ice coffin hall was extremely cold in winter, and the mortuary cabinet was next to the mortuary, especially so. Qin Kun went to see the corpses of Uncle Qu's family, and found that his grandson, son-in-law, daughter, and wife had already sat up.

"Death is like a lamp going out, don't fall in love with the world, put down the corpse, and reincarnate as soon as possible."

Those few people sat up with the corpse. After Qin Kun finished chanting, Uncle Qu's wife got out of the corpse first.

This is a wild ghost. Uncle Qu kept a low profile when he was alive. His family had never seen Qin Kun before. His wife found out that he was dead. After sighing for a while, he said, "Xiu Shuang, A Liang, let's go with Eggy."

Several ghosts with pale colors sat up, their expressions were dull, and they felt a little conscious, but after leaving the corpse, their consciousness seemed to be stripped away.

Except for Uncle Qu's wife who is more sober, the ghosts all have demented expressions.

"Little master, I am Qu Chengyang's wife, please show me the way."

The old lady spoke very politely, Qin Kun was taken aback, Ming Lu?

He will collect ghosts to refine Yin candles and burn them to the City God. This is a systematic method of salvation.

At other times, I really don't know how to deal with these ghost things.

Seeing Qin Kun in a daze, the old lady smiled stiffly: "Old Qu said that your funeral parlor has a door, and after entering, you can go to the underworld to escape."

"Mom...didn't you say...dad...that's... nonsense?" Lao Qu's daughter stumbled and slurred her words, seeming to be drooling.

The old lady shook her head: "Your father is capable, although I don't know, but he told me some bizarre stories when he was young."

Qin Kun scratched his cheeks, but he knew that the inheritance of Fengdu disciples was the "Menzi Juan" in the 36 volumes of the heavenly scriptures, but he didn't know anymore.

According to the old lady, there is a door in the funeral parlor leading to the underworld?Isn't it directly to [Hell Road]?

The old lady looked at Qin Kun in a daze, and sighed: "Oh, the young master is new here, since you don't know you, don't be afraid, the old lady will leave now."

The Ice Coffin Hall is over, and the ghosts are almost gone.

It seems that the nearby Xishan Cemetery regards it as a meeting place at night. Qin Kun can understand after careful consideration that the funeral parlor keeps burning incense.

At 3 o'clock in the evening, the ice coffin hall was quite cold, but Qin Kun was still shivering after drinking a pot of boiling water.In a place with strong yin and air-conditioning, in winter, no matter how strong the yang is, it is useless.

After holding back his urine, Qin Kun rushed to the office building to use the toilet.

The funeral parlor stands in the sparsely populated western suburbs. The empty and uninhabited office building is as quiet as if it is isolated from the whole world. When walking, only the sound of your own footsteps echoes.

In fact, sometimes the scary things I imagined in my mind are scarier than the really scary things.

The extremely quiet environment made it easy for people to think of scary things, and the more they thought about it, the more frightened they became. So when he entered the toilet and saw a row of people standing in front of the urinal, Qin Kun almost lost control.

When I first came in, the voice-activated lights were still off. The yin energy of the three wandering souls was too weak, and it felt no different from air-conditioning, so these three dirty things appeared in front of my eyes. Qin Kun had no defenses and almost peed in fright.

Qin Kun held the hatchet and tried his best to control his emotions. The three wandering spirits would not make him lose his composure. He just swore that Uncle Qu would not kill during the first seven days.

But, with just four urinals, what does it mean that you three ghosts are all looking at me?The three ghosts with their heads tilted all seemed to be dying of illness. They stared at themselves with slumped expressions and dark faces. Qin Kun stared fiercely for a few times before they turned their heads dully and wittily.

Resisting not to use the knife, Qin Kun finally left the office building holding back the fire. Sure enough, no one will be here after midnight.

At this moment, on the top of the office building, a black figure watched Qin Kun walking towards the ice coffin hall, with a solemn look in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, he is a disciple of the Southern Sect. Judging by the degree of yang energy, it is probably from the Dou Sect."

The talking shadow had eight arms, and on the other side stood a guy with a face full of worms.

The moon slowly emerged from the dark clouds, and the black figure revealed its appearance. If you don't count the blue color on his face, he is definitely a very upright person, and his clothes are very similar to... City God.

Chapter 0639 Xijueluo's Soul Model Finger

"Cheng, you can't make a move tonight, right? People from Nanzong are watching, you still want to steal the body?"

On the roof of the building, there was another black figure next to him. Dozens of worms emerged from his mouth when he spoke, which was very disgusting.

The black shadow of the City God said: "I have to find a way. I need the 'door scroll' to enter the underworld, otherwise the magic lotus can't be planted."

"That's easy, just kill the disciple of the Southern Sect who was watching the night. He didn't even dare to move a few little ghosts just now, and he was probably scared out of his wits."

"No, Ge Longtou is still in Linjiang, and it's not worth it to mess with that old bastard. We've already had enough trouble dealing with that truck driver's body."

"Tch, isn't it just an old Taoist priest with one and a half feet in the coffin. If it were our king, he would definitely not be afraid."

After the man with a face full of worms finished speaking, the black shadow with eight arms snorted coldly: "Scholar Gu, how many years have you ghost kings disappeared? When the surname Yang ran rampant in China, after the Yinlong was interrupted by Mangciluo in southern Yunnan, the god All ghost kings can only avoid their edge, and your Nanling ghost king dares to ignore the rules of harmony between yin and yang, provocative, and die really stupid."

"You!!!" Gu Xiucai was furious.

The black shadow in the disguise of the City God raised his hand: "Okay, stop arguing. Before Qu Chengyang turns his soul tonight, there must be many old friends who snatched the corpse. I'm afraid Xi Jueluo will also come. Let's wait and see what happens."

……

Returning to the sewing room of the Ice Coffin Hall again, Qin Kun wondered: What's going on, when will there be a big ghost in the funeral parlor?Just now on the roof of the office building, three eyes looked at him. Qin Kun didn't open his eyes to startle the snake, but with his intuition, he found that the three eyes were definitely ghosts.

He remembered that there were no big ghosts in Longhuai Ghost Town, right?

Is this just passing by for shopping, or is there another picture?

Qin Kun looked at Uncle Qu's body and became thoughtful.

His intuition told him that it was not that simple for Old Immortal Chu to ask him to watch the night here. It seemed that there was something hidden from him. He wanted to make a phone call to find out, but there was no signal.

Suddenly, footsteps appeared in the corridor of the ice coffin hall.

Qin Kun was a little irritable. Are these bastards gone? !

dong dong dong.

Hearing the crisp and polite knock on the door, Qin Kun's eyes twitched, and he patted the Chenghuang Order, and Xu Tao was called out.

"My God! Brother Kun, you don't sleep at night, why are you in a daze with a dead person?"

Xu Tao shrank her neck, looked around, and found that the old man looked familiar. Isn't this the guard of the funeral parlor?

"Don't look, go and open the door. If it's a kid with no eyes, just crush it to death!"

Xu Tao got the order and swaggered over.

The door opened, and there was nothing scary outside. A guy in a fur coat and braids stood there, next to a general.

"This family pattern..." Xu Tao's eyes were sharp, and the first thing he saw at the first sight was the other party's braids, and the family pattern on the neckline that only a few people could understand.

"Aixinjueluo's clan pattern!"

Manchu royal family? !

Xu Tao was taken aback, and the man was also taken aback, and secretly put the knife back in his cuff.

"Aixinjueluo Nassin, I don't know that there is an expert here, and I am very disturbed."

The man had high cheekbones, was dressed in yellow, had protruding temples, and thick bones. He was obviously a guy who could fight.

"If you fart, fart, if you don't, get out!"

The ghostly general behind the visitor suddenly became irritable, and was suppressed by the Manchu nobleman: "Hehe, I have an old relationship with the deceased, so let me offer my condolences."

Ghosts sacrifice corpses, if this is not a vendetta, then it is a good story!Who can be mourned by ghosts after death, Qin Kun didn't ask much, and let that guy walk in.

Uncle Qu was lying on the bed, the ghost was incensed, and took out another finger cot: "This is my burial artifact, and it's not a bad rule to give it to the deceased, right?"

The Manchu nobleman was only in his 20s, and he looked at Qin Kun as he spoke, as if asking, Qin Kun shook his head: "Not bad."

The Manchu nobleman nodded and put it on for Uncle Qu.

It only took a minute or two to express condolences. The nobleman was polite and left immediately after expressing condolences.

Qin Kun walked over and looked at the fingertip playfully.

Start, the system prompts.

'Ding!Found the ghost weapon, the soul mold finger'

soul finger

Introduction: Phantom ghost-like device, which can imprint the appearance of a soul, and after wearing finger gloves, it will transform into the appearance of an engraved ghost.

Put this thing on Uncle Qu first, and when other ghosts wear it again, they can turn into Uncle Qu with this fingertip. Qin Kun understood the introduction, but couldn't understand... What was the idea of ​​that guy just now?

……

The roof of the office building.

The eight-armed shadow suddenly yelled: "Master, Xijueluo!"

The people who pretended to be the God of the City showed the expressions I expected. They saw Xijueluo enter the ice coffin hall, they didn't stay for long, and came out again.

The Chenghuang Lord dressed up humanely: "Follow me."

Xishan Cemetery is silent.

Xijueluo and the general behind him walked and stopped.

Xi Jueluo turned back and smiled and said, "Cheng Wang, how long do we have to follow?"

The big ghost in the guise of the City God appeared and smiled slightly: "Nasin, look at your expression, did you get what you wanted?"

"Hahahahaha..." Xijueluo laughed suddenly, "King Chenggui, so you guys have arrived early. Why don't you go in and see Qumenke?"

The big ghost dressed as the City God smiled and didn't answer.

"Okay, if I don't fight with you tonight, I will definitely not get the Menzijuan. The young man inside is looking at Qumenke's body."

Xijueluo spread his hands: "If you can't go to Feng, you won't be able to plant the Dumolian. Why don't you go and kill Wang Shouyi?"

The big ghost in the disguise of the City God laughed: "This joke is not funny. I am the City God of Huaize, not an executioner. I understand the principle of Yin and Yang, and Yin and Yang. The murderers are Gu Xiucai and the eight-armed demon. ,Nothing to do with me."

"It's all the knife in your hand, don't pretend to be a good person there." Xijueluo smiled contemptuously.

Gu Xiucai's mouth was full of worms, like a tongue with countless forks: "Xijueluo, don't try to get rid of the responsibility, you are involved in this matter. If you kill a Fengdu disciple, if you let the people of life and death know No, you and I will not have good fruit to eat."

Xi Jueluo raised his eyebrows, and said with great interest: "Then everyone should better understand each other. Otherwise, I will have a way to escape, and you and Huaize Ghost King will not be able to survive if they are beaten up."

Gu Xiucai and the eight-armed demon spirit surged, Xijueluo laughed, black smoke came out from under his feet, the smoke was in the shape of a lotus flower, filled with black smoke, a few steps away, he and the ghost generals around him disappeared into the black among the smoke.

Gu Xiucai squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Damn it, you snatched the first lotus seed from Du Molian, and you realized it."

There is nothing unexpected about the big ghost of the City God: "Xijueluo is good at body skills and ghost skills, and he got the first lotus seed of Du Molian, which means that Yang Shen's body skills were obtained by him and realized It's normal. But without the 'Men Zi Juan', he can't enter Fengdu, and no matter how thoroughly he understands the lotus seeds, he can't get out of Yang Shen's lotus."

Xi Jueluo disappeared, and the eight-armed shadow whispered: "Master, according to your statement, this guy can also separate himself and become the king of ghosts in the future?"

The man in the disguise of the City God shook his head: "I don't know, if he goes outside the pass to enter the Manqing Dragon Vein, he might have a chance to gather the Yin Dragon. But there are many dangers there, and there are shamans and people from the Dao of Life and Death sitting in town. It's not that simple to open the dragon veins. And...to open the dragon veins, you need a blood sacrifice, his little ability to escape... dare to do that?!"

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After guarding all night, Uncle Qu's ghost did not appear. In the morning, Qin Kun called Chu Dao to explain the situation. Chu Dao heaved a sigh of relief.