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

It sounds very touching.

"Niu Meng... Will you become King Abang Ming one day?"

When Qin Kun was in YY, Niu Meng was taken aback, and said with a wry smile, "Impossible."

"The gap between me and King Abang Ming...isn't 01:30."

"Then who can say for sure."

"If there is such a day..." Niu Meng's bullish eyes are full of anticipation, and he doesn't know what kind of existence he will become when that day comes.

He should be able to make the Bull Demons of Black Rock City proud of him, right?

Chapter 0754 the task to drive people crazy

There is a saying that cannibals have short mouths and soft hands.

During this period of time, Qin Kun lived in a luxury hotel, ate and drank, and his impression of Zuo Jinchen had greatly changed, and he finally settled on a self-righteous, cruel but generous bad old man.

Zuo Jinchen's purpose is very simple, to get Xingduo first, and then get rid of himself.

My purpose is also very simple, quickly recruit a few disciples from hell, so as to complete the task at this stage and leave here early.

So every day at noon, the trips of the two are surprisingly consistent.

"Chi Shuo, why do I feel that the old man Zuo has been racing against time these few days, and now he leaves the house before 12 noon? Does he know why we are here?"

Qin Kun asked the flesh and blood man.

The red finger refers to the blood, and the new moon refers to the moon. The skin and flesh man said that his tribe is called the "Shengyue Clan", also known as the "Blood Devourer". This is the origin of the skin and flesh man's nickname.

Hearing Qin Kun's words, the Fleshman shook his head: "No! I didn't say anything!"

Ok.

Qin Kun felt relieved and went out early.

Pretending to be tourists during the day and picking out targets to preach at night, Qin Kun felt that he was no different from a cult.Why is it so difficult to accept someone who is willing to become a disciple of hell?

The law and order in London is acceptable. St. Paul's Cathedral is the largest church in Great Britain. I heard that there is a cardinal in charge. There may be many exorcists here.

Qin Kun tried to avoid it as much as possible, and wandered in the underground society, which is the edge of the city.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, the occasions of nightlife in London are very fixed. Most of the underground personnel will gather in the civilian area, which is the so-called rat street.People who have been working all day, or those who have nothing to do all day, will always come here for a drink at night, or chat with a girl to learn life skills.

A dark and damp alley, this is the back street of a strip club, Qin Kun followed a young man in a hoodie and came here.

The young man yawned and secretly rolled marijuana to refresh himself. When he saw Qin Kun following him out, he was a little wary, but he didn't overreact.

"Hey."

Qin Kun lit a cigarette and squatted beside the young man: "Are you a believer? It seems that believers are not allowed to touch these things."

The young man sneered and showed his white teeth: "Yellow man, do you like to meddle in business? This is Mouse Street, the believers of Mouse Street, God can't take care of you, understand?"

Qin Kun nodded thoughtfully, this fellow should not be a serious believer.

"Then, do you want to gain the power of corruption? You can sincerely worship me as a teacher, and I will accept you as a doorman of hell?"

"Huh?" The young man couldn't help laughing. Is this yellow-skinned guy mentally ill?

"Are you a cult? Or an underground gang?"

"No, have you ever heard of The Exorcist?" Qin Kun looked at the other party quietly.

In the past few days, Qin Kun has encountered a lot of obstacles, and his mind is brighter. Some normal people, who have not experienced supernatural events, have a very normal view of the world. Ghosts, living corpses, and ghosts only appear in movies. thing.

Qin Kun felt that only some special people could help him complete this task.Like this young man!

In the strip club, this young man has been paying attention to the corner, looking very nervous, but Qin Kun saw a tragic death woman in the corner, disheveled, who seemed to have been physically abused to death, and very angry .

That's why he found the other party tonight.

"The exorcist? Hahahaha... What a stupid story, are you trying to trick marijuana into smoking? Unfortunately, I don't have any more." After the young man finished speaking, he leisurely took the last sip before he shivered and stood up energetically. get up.

However, Qin Kun also stood up, put his arm on the opponent's shoulder, and pushed him down.

"Don't worry. So, did you see something unclean in the bar just now... For example, that woman who died tragically?"

The young man wanted to open Qin Kun's hand roughly, but suddenly froze.

He looked at Qin Kun incredulously: "You...what nonsense are you talking about. I didn't see anything!"

nervous.

Qin Kun smiled and said persuasively: "In this world, there are many people who know, but most of them are ignorant people. Only by exchanging their souls with demons can they exchange for the ability to see the world clearly."

The young man swallowed, and suddenly saw Qin Kun walking in, and he also followed in by mistake.

In a strip club, the uninhibited drinkers sprayed beer on the dancer, and the dancer was even more unrestrained, making a series of bold and hot moves, which attracted the group of drinkers to whistle continuously.

In the corner, Qin Kun took a big glass of dark beer and sat down. He didn't care about the lively performance. The chair opposite him was empty. It seemed that many drinkers who came and went were driven by a special magic power, and they didn't want to sit down here. .

Across the table, the miserable woman watched Qin Kun drinking beer, baring her scorched teeth, with long nails growing out of her ten fingers, slowly grabbing Qin Kun's neck.

The female ghost was constantly releasing her ghostly aura, and she looked at Qin Kun playfully, her nails were already on Qin Kun's throat, Qin Kun hiccupped, and smiled at her, "Would you like a drink?"

The female ghost was startled, and her fingers hovered in the air.

Qin Kun took an empty glass on the table, poured half of it and pushed it over.

The female ghost looked at the glass of wine unexpectedly, and then looked behind herself... No one?

The female ghost didn't believe in evil, so the ghost claw stretched out again. Suddenly Qin Kun sprayed a puff of smoke on her face, blurring her vision, and then found that her hair was grabbed and lifted up.

"You ungrateful animal?"

The female ghost was terrified and screamed loudly, but she was thrown on the ground like a rag and crushed with her foot.

The soul flew away, the black smoke exploded, but the scream was drowned out by the deafening sound.This female ghost died tragically, but her body stinks too much. I am afraid that she has harmed many people and absorbed a lot of mixed yang energy.

The ashes urn in Qin Kun's hand appeared, and he took it into it, then turned his head and said, "Did you see it?"

From the beginning to the end, the young man just followed behind Qin Kun, watching with his own eyes that Qin Kun beat the female ghost to death, and put it in a strange container.

The young man was dumbfounded.

"This...you just eliminated her...?" The young man was already incoherent.

Qin Kun smiled slightly: "You saw it with your own eyes, what do you say."

The young man's world view collapsed, and he swallowed: "This is what you just said, the power you got by selling your soul to the devil? Then, can you teach me?"

Qin Kun smiled gratifiedly: "Adore me as your teacher."

"Please, be my mentor and teach me to use the power bestowed by the devil!"

The next moment in my mind, a reminder appeared.

'Ding!Unfortunately, the recruiting target is not willing to become your disciple'

Qin Kun's smile froze.

The young man said with a shy face, "Huang Pi... Oh no sir! Could you please teach me what you just did?!"

Qin Kun slapped his palms round and slapped, and the whole strip club fell silent.

Many drinkers saw a young man in a hoodie being slapped, spinning and falling into the pool of wine next to the dancer.Then, a yellow-skinned drinker walked out with a dark face and a vicious look.

0755 - Death of the Marseille Lion

Failed again! ! !

Can't there be a willing one among these people?

I rely on!

Who always said that foreigners are simple and easy to deceive, each one is more cunning than the other!

Qin Kun felt that he had shown the greatest sincerity, and he didn't know what was going on in the minds of these people.

After leaving this strip club, Qin Kun sighed and went to another place.

This is a nightclub in Chelsea Street, where a group of punk youths are having a blast, heavy metal rock music, Qin Kun's eardrums are going to burst.However, apart from the dead high places, other places where people drink and dance are much quieter.

Qin Kun saw a man with a cockscomb head wearing a leather jacket and rivets all over his body, drinking in panic.

On the wine table, there was a torn "Bible". At this moment, the man carefully glued the torn pages together.

The man looked around furiously, and didn't seem to see anything scary, but Qin Kun not far away found that in this hall, a bearded man with a broken wine bottle and a ferocious expression was watching other people coldly.

Still a ghost?

"Father in heaven bless...Father in heaven bless..."

"Hey!"

Sitting opposite the man, Qin Kun was startled, and said angrily, "Yellow man! Who are you? Did I allow you to sit here?"

Qin Kun said patiently, "Are you in trouble?"

"roll!"

After Ji Guantou finished speaking, Qin Kun grabbed his hair and smashed his whole face on the table, bleeding from his nose.Cockscomb covered his nose and punched Qin Kun, but was caught by the hair again and smashed his whole face onto the table.

Cockscomb had a headache and cried, and Qin Kun was surrounded by a few rascals, and Qin Kun sighed.

"Your heavenly father can't protect you, that drunk with a wine bottle will become your nightmare!"

After Qin Kun finished speaking, he pushed away the gangster impatiently and left first.

Behind him, a gangster took out a knife and was about to stab him, but was suddenly grabbed by Cockscomb.

"You guys leave first, I have something to say to him." Ji Guantou's expression was rarely solemn.

Cockscomb headed off these guys, and followed behind Qin Kun in trepidation: "White man, who are you? You can see the guy with the wine bottle, right? Right!!!"

Ji Guantou's nose was bleeding, and he shook Qin Kun's shoulder like crazy, Qin Kun pushed his hand away: "What do you think?"

Ji Guantou was very excited and wanted to give Qin Kun a hug, but Qin Kun pushed him away: "Go away and talk."

Ji Guantou rubbed the corners of his eyes aggrievedly: "Oh Maiga, I thought I was going crazy! It turns out that someone could really see him. The guy with the wine bottle has been showing up here for the past few months. I thought it was a show I tore too many Bibles from time to time."

Death rock, performance style is a sacrilege.

Blaspheme the faith, blaspheme the world, blaspheme everything.

The thing he likes to do the most is to tear up the Bible. This group of people also claim to be the apostles of Satan, so Qin Kun listed this guy as his target.

"You know you're afraid?"

"Since you can see him, then... are you... a mysterious mage from the East? I have heard that there is a very powerful monkey in the East that can change into ever-changing forms. Are you his incarnation?"

After Ji Guantou finished speaking, Qin Kun slapped him against the wall.

Are you stupid?

Seeing that you know the Great Holy Lord, I still have some affection for you, but I don't want to be a monkey!The name Dongfang Monkey always feels like a curse.

The cockscomb spit out a loose tooth, and the mental fear was far more tormenting than the physical pain.

"It's amazing! The mysterious Eastern mage! Since you can see him, you must be able to drive away evil spirits, right?"

Seeing that Ji Guantou didn't care about being beaten, and finally asked the point, Qin Kun nodded: "Naturally."

"Can you help me get rid of this guy, I always feel that he will be against me at any time!" Ji Guantou was almost pleading.

Qin Kun said logically: "Actually, what you did was right. Tear up the Bible, believe in Satan, and become a disciple of hell. You can also be redeemed and gain the power from hell."

"I... can I get the power from hell?"

Qin Kun nodded, Cockscomb startled, and murmured: "Do you need...what price?"

"As long as you are sincere and sincere, consider me your mentor."

Ji Guantou was stunned, but still nodded: "I agree! I know your oriental etiquette!"

Cockscomb pulled out the nose ring and earrings, took off the leather jacket and boots covered with rivets, and knelt on the ground.

'Ding!It's a pity that the recruiting target is not willing to become your disciple from hell'

Cockscomb was kowtowing, and Qin Kun's heart almost twitched.

What the hell... I'm kneeling and kowtowing!Still not willing?What is this guy thinking? ? ?