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

"The one with the surname Qin! Stay on the front line, so that we can meet each other in the future. I advise you not to be too arrogant!"

Qin Kun smiled.

This guy's guts were shattered, is this deterrent?

Before he could make a move, the aura of the Boiling Soul Ghost King had already become messy, and the ghost's mind was unstable. No matter how powerful the ghost was, it would not be able to exert its due combat power.

But to be honest, the ghost king of the steamer hell is not strong, and he is not as stressed as the lonely mountain ghost king in Yangjian. I don't know if it's because I restrain the ghost skills of these guys.

In short, Qin Kun would not miss this great opportunity to get in touch with the upper body of the ghost.

A strong enemy is hard to retreat, so the ghost king of Boiling Soul bites the bullet and tells his subordinates to retreat. Since he wants to fight, he can't lose his momentum!

"Huangquan Guishui, steaming Tianxinlei!"

The ground is full of yellow water, the sky is full of cloudy thunder, and the thunder is scary, but the lightning does not strike him, but hits into the water, boiling Huangquan.

Feeling the increasingly hot yellow water on his feet, Qin Kun shook his head. If his ghost skills were only to this level, it would be too weak.

……

Iron tree hell.

Xu Facheng was exhausted and out of breath.

The copper coin on the wrist was dripping with blood. A tall and thin male ghost with withered skin like a tree, with a hunched body and branches growing out of its seven orifices, looked at Xu Facheng in despair.

The thin tall male ghost fell down suddenly, Xu Facheng's fire drinking ghost and bone crushing ghost dragged him over.

"Master. It's almost there."

The two black and white impermanence collapsed, lying on the ground without any image.

"Yes...Brother Xu, it's almost there."

"Which one is this?" Xu Facheng asked in rough clothes.

"The sixth one."

Xu Facheng was in a trance, his long hair was loose, and he smiled wistfully when he saw that his hair was two-thirds white.

There are six...

"not enough!"

"Brother Xu!" Bai Wuchang and Xie Zichi said calmly, "You are already at your limit. Six ghost kings are enough to disdain the way of life and death!"

"I said, it's not enough!!!"

Xu Facheng stared at Bai Wuchang, his voice burst out from between his teeth, "I am your master, please give me an honorable title."

Xie Zichi was taken aback and closed his mouth.

Heiwuchang Fan Jiang grinned coldly: "Xu Facheng, you are here to catch ghosts, not to risk your life, understand?"

A circle of copper coins was wrapped around Hei Wuchang's neck, and Xu Facheng picked him up: "Do you need to teach me?"

The atmosphere was stiff and ghosts were speechless.

A silent Lei Tao ghost sighed: "Master, why don't you try the presence of the five ghosts. My vitality ghost technique may be useful to you."

"Five ghosts are here? My willpower can't bear it, are you going to kill me?!"

Xu Facheng roared.

Lei Taogui calmly said: "Master! If you continue like this, you will kill yourself."

"What did you say?!"

Lei Taogui was entangled in copper coins, and the sharp coin blade cut a hole in his body, Lei Taogui felt pain all over his body, and his voice was like thunder.

"Brothers know that you have to fight for Maoshan, but you have to do what you can, you know?!"

Lei Yin poured into his brain, Xu Facheng was a little dizzy, the redness in his eyes quickly faded, Xu Facheng came back to his senses, and looked at the ghost messengers in astonishment.

He pursed his lips and lowered his head in shame.

"I was blinded by karma... everyone, I'm sorry..."

No one would blame him, they are all ghost messengers who have been together for a long time, even Hei Wuchang curled his lips and explained for Xu Facheng: "Hmph! Who hasn't been deceived by karma yet."

Xu Facheng pinched the formula, raised his two fingers together, and used the Mao Shanyang Divine Sword. Seeing his weak yang energy, he quickly made a decision.

"The yang energy is not enough, we have to leave. Everyone, this time has been hard."

……

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Meanwhile, Lotus Terrace.

If it is said that the underworld of the underworld can be considered holy, it can only be here.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, the lotus grows from the nine secluded places, and the projections of all the heavens and ten thousand Buddhas hang in the sky.

There is no scorched earth, no stench, no blood, no darkness, it is as peaceful and solemn as a Buddhist kingdom, with white jade paving the ground, and Bodhisattvas preaching scriptures.

The true biography of Folin Temple, Monk Miaoshan is fascinated and intoxicated.

The Buddha's voice was like thunder, shaking the soul.If the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" is an eminent monk extolling the merits of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, then the Sanskrit sound that appears in the sky is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who is called No. of.

The sound of heaven!

Monk Miaoshan clasped his hands together, Ying Fengyao was also here, and Fohai was also here. The three true biography of the three temples were washed away from the vulgarity, and their temperament gradually became holy as the scriptures continued.

Nie Yuxuan didn't understand the scriptures, so he ate the chicken legs he brought and listened to the birdsong, which was a waste of time.

He would have left long ago if he hadn't listened to the scriptures and refused to let him go.

"Fatty, do you understand?"

Nie Yuxuan was puzzled, looking at Wang Gan's intoxicated face, he was very puzzled.

Wang Gan opened one eye and said contemptuously, "Nonsense, when Fatty was in Southeast Asia, he listened to scriptures every day."

Nie Yuxuan, Chu Qianxun and the others were startled.

"You're a Taoist priest who draws talismans, and you still listen to this?" Cui Honghu curled his lips.

Wang Gan rubbed his stomach and said mysteriously: "You guys know nothing. My master said that all laws are interlinked. The three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are just different ways, but the techniques are the same. Do you know a secret? Uncle Ge It is because of misunderstood scriptures that he was given the title 'Dawei Tianlong'."

Wang Gan's words were mysterious and mysterious, Nie Yuxuan didn't believe it, Chu Qianxun didn't believe it, the Southern Sect didn't believe it, and the Northern School didn't believe it either.

Wang Gan chuckled: "Go back and ask if you don't believe me. Do you know another secret?"

They have never heard of these secrets from their elders. Only Wu Xiong and his disciples are in Southeast Asia. Whenever he thinks of the Zongmen, he will tell Wang Qian the past stories, so he knows more than others.

Seeing everyone's interest, he blinked and looked at himself.

Wang Gan spat and said, "Recently, I want to buy a car. After I go out, sponsor me some money, and I'll tell you about it."

"No money!" Cui Honghu said categorically, where did the middle school student get the money, and the master would not let him go out to do things, and the family rules were extremely strict.

"I want to buy a house and get married..." Han Yao coughed dryly.

"Don't tell me I'll beat you!" Nie Yuxuan said.

"Fatty, tell me, I have several beautiful sisters, let me introduce them to you?" Chu Qianxun threw out the conditions.

Wang Gan was not happy, a voice came from behind him.

"Say, how much, I will give!"

Li Chong is here.

Behind him is his wife Chai Ziyue.

After Li Chong and Fohai came out of Niugeng Hell, Fohai took a step first, while he was in the support pavilion, waiting for Chai Ziyue, so he came only now.

"Thirty thousand per person, no less!" Wang Gan said seriously.

"Tch, it's only 21." Li Chong counted the number of people, and said with great wealth, "[-]W, I will give it all, including your own share, and I will reward you."

"Hey, you are indeed a black tiger! It's refreshing!"

Wang Gan cleared his throat, and said to everyone: "Actually, I also heard this secret from my master. It was here that I realized Yang Shen's crossing the magic lotus at the Maoshan Pill Meeting. So you might as well listen to the scriptures carefully and say Might be good."

Everyone was stunned, unbelievable and forced to believe.

They were not stupid, and they immediately realized that this was an opportunity. Seeing Wang Gan's determination, they quickly sat upright with their legs crossed.

Don't miss this opportunity!

Chapter 0864 Return.

In the seventh month and a half of Shi Gu, there are three festivals of ancestor worship.

At the beginning of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the land of Huaxia is full of incense.

There are three festivals for ancestor worship: New Year's Eve, Qingming Festival, Double Ninth Festival, and the Ghost Festival in July and a half. They are all festivals in Chinese culture to worship the dead.

The difference is that on New Year's Eve, Qingming Festival, and Chongyang Festival, ancestors are worshipped, praying for continuous blessings and blessings for future generations.On the Ghost Festival, it is to give alms to lonely souls and wild ghosts for the sake of peace and elimination of karma, which belongs to the virtue of accumulating yin.

In fact, the Hungry Ghost Festival is not only a day on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month. It is said that since the beginning of July, the gates of ghosts and ghosts have been opened. On July [-]th, go back to the underworld, let go of the thoughts of life, and reincarnate with peace of mind.

The mountain behind Maoshan.

The incense is like a pillar.

The green smoke goes straight up to the sky, and the pilgrims pay homage and worship, making this place the most densely incensed place near Jinling.

Cloudy, light rain, slightly cool wind.

Maoshan Danhui started from the end of July to the beginning of August in the Gregorian calendar. The first group of Taoist priests who had escaped from the shadows returned successfully. It happened to coincide with the opening of the gate of ghosts on the Ghost Festival. I am afraid that this was also arranged by Maoshan.

Dozens of disciples and descendants of the Dao of Life and Death returned to Yangjian from Huanhun Cliff one after another for several days in a row, and the heart of the host, Mao Shan, was half at ease.

When the soul returns to the body, the first feeling is the weakness of recovering from a serious illness.

Wang Gan lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, tried several times, but failed to get up.The feeling is the same as going to hell, this room is stinky, the secretions of the human body are piled up into a miasma, the nose is irritated and the eyes are irritated.

"It stinks, I need to take a shower..."

Wang Gan shouted weakly.

In fact, not only him, most people are like this, only some ghost hunters such as Monk Miaoshan, Nie Yuxuan, and Li Chongshao, after returning, the yang energy quickly replenished, as if they had taken special medicine, they could barely stand up.

Incense was lit in the room, but the smell was too strong. Nie Yuxuan leaned on the wall, supported Li Chong, and moved towards the door step by step, with a disgusted expression on his face.

After more than ten days of cloudiness, the flame of the blood lotus lantern in the house was weak, as if it would go out in an instant.Some people did not come back, such as Xu Facheng, Qin Kun, Yulongshan Zhao Feng, etc. It is not known whether they encountered trouble.

When Nie Yuxuan left, Wang Gan was very envious, turned his eyes, and used his accumulated strength to exchange for a Blood King Pill in [Fenggui Mall], only then did he feel better.

Not far away, Han Yao also sat up propped up, and said weakly, "Fatty, are you feeling better?"

There are more than [-] people lying in this quiet room. Strangely, it is arranged like a mourning hall, with the word "Dian" written in black and white on a white background.

The tallow candle is huge, and a row of paper figurines smile like flowers, but the smiles are filled with cold horror, making people uncomfortable to watch.

After Wang Gan sat up, he saw that he was wearing a shroud. He shrank his neck and asked, "Tuwa, what kind of hospitality is this in Maoshan? It wants to bury us?"

Han Yao scratched his head: "This ceremony is called 'stealing funeral'. It is dangerous for Taoist priests to leave their yin and yang body here, because some big ghosts will take advantage of it and take the opportunity to cover their corpses. The mourning hall is to tell those who don't Long-eyed guy, these people are about to go to the funeral, if they dare to take advantage of the situation, it is a violation of taboo and break the rules. They will be hunted down! In fact, there are so many seniors guarding, there is no need to do this, I think it is just a ceremony .”

What is so cumbersome, Wang Gan quickly took off his shroud and walked outside.

……

From the first day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar to the fourteenth day, the unawakened people are polarized.

First-class ghost hunters such as Xu Facheng, Qin Kun, and Zhao Feng are the true biography of the sect.

The other pole is the little-known disciple who has never been heard of.

The masters of those disciples covered their faces with sad expressions, probably knowing that the disciples would not come back.

July [-]th, night.

Maoshan Sanxuan sword stands with hands behind his back, looking at the full moon.

Xu Facheng's blood lotus lantern has been renewed twice, as is Qin Kun's.

Zhao Feng was the first to wake up.

The old Tai Sui showed her face and laughed: "Feng'er, it's good to be back! But did you meet some troublesome ghost king?"

Zhao Feng lay top-heavy on the bed, looked at the master and grinned: "No! I lost my way while running away, this time I caught a few ghosts and will come back!"