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

Al-Azhar Park has a flat terrain. Like every open park, there are also homeless people here.

In Cairo, the gap between the rich and the poor is extremely obvious. Once the poor lose their motivation to live and become hopeless, they will turn into ghosts and wander around the city at will.

It's hard to say whether this kind of people who don't do production are sad or hateful. Life has forced them to this point. There are reasons for the general environment and personal reasons.

In China, beggars do not beg for breakfast, but those who can get up early will not be reduced to this.

This principle also applies abroad.So every night is when they wander.

When Qin Kun came here by taxi, he didn't find anything special.

The driver saw that Qin Kun was from the east, and warmly reminded him: "Oriental guest, next to this park is the City of the Dead, where millions of poor people live. Those moths and trash are not easy to get along with. Be careful of being robbed."

Qin Kun thanked the driver for his reminder and got out of the car.

The city of the dead, he learned from the information, is the cemetery of Cairo, where the living live above and the dead below, covering an area of ​​only 6 square kilometers, filled with violence and crime all the time.

Seeing the homeless people scattered in the park, Qin Kun knew that these guys probably came from the City of the Dead.

Walking in the park feels good.

This African country is indeed different from what Qin Kun imagined, and even without the previous civilization, it did not disgust him.

Civilization needs to be respected, even if it is annihilated, the place once illuminated by its brilliance will still be bathed in its former glory, such is the charm of historic sites.

The park in the early morning was a bit stuffy, Qin Kun walked in front, moved his ears, and two figures followed behind him.

Looking back, two skinny men were holding knives. Their clothes were ragged and their teeth were yellow. They stared at Qin Kun like hungry wolves with excitement.

Qin Kun said calmly: "Do you know someone named Wasib?"

"Hehe, Oriental, I really didn't expect your pronunciation to be so standard. As the host, I want to give you something to entertain you. Unfortunately, we are poor, so I can only politely trouble you and take out my money. .”

Qin Kun had no hostility towards the two guys who were squeezed into ghosts by life, and sighed: "Well, to be fair, you help me find Wasib, and these two dollars will be your reward, how about it?"

Qin Kun took out a stack of beautiful knives, took out two, and shook them at them.

The two hesitated for a moment, then were defeated by greed.

Qin Kun still has a stack of beautiful knives in his hand, why are they willing to only take two? !

"Your proposal is very good, but we refuse."

The leading homeless man licked his lips, a whistle came out, and four other homeless men sprang out around him.

They stared at Qin Kun like hungry wolves, and Qin Kun found himself surrounded with complicated eyes.

Chapter 1091 Welcome to the City of the Dead

Poverty is a disease, and if it is terminally ill, it will make people take risks.

Six homeless men surrounded Qin Kun, holding a knife, Qin Kun flattened his lips, and took out six banknotes: "Is there really nothing to discuss?"

The answer is self-evident.

The first moment the six people gathered around, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and before the dagger stabbed Qin Kun, the homeless man in the head began to twitch, and the people around stopped their movements, and found that his companion was staring wide-eyed and pinching his own neck , trembling all over, the dagger fell to the ground, the homeless man in the head seemed to have seen something strange, opened his mouth wide in horror, but couldn't make a sound.

Where no one else could see, a tall hanged ghost appeared, with a rope in his hand, strangled the homeless man's neck, and slowly hung him up.

Taking a deep breath of despair, the hanged ghost was very satisfied, and patted the homeless man's face, the fear in his eyes made the hanged ghost like it very much.

"Master, can you kill him?"

"Well, this kind of person is not worthy of sympathy. That one was killed as well."

A long time ago, when he was in Linjiang University, Qin Kun let go of a female ghost. Later, many people were indirectly hurt by her. Qin Kun knew that women's benevolence is not advisable. If this kind of cancer dares to attack him today, if he lets it go, Will do it to other people in the future.

What's more, the evil spirits on these two people are stinky, and they have at least three lives in their hands.

The hanged ghost got orders, he didn't think as much as Qin Kun thought.

The life rope was slowly tightened, and after a while, the tramp's eyes lost their luster.

There was the first one, and there was the second one. The rope of the hanged man was getting tighter and tighter. The tongue of the second homeless man protruded, and the saliva and tears rolled down. He wanted to beg, but he couldn't make a sound, maybe He regretted for a moment, regretted offending this young man, but the frightening thing was that he didn't even know why he died.

Almost sticking out most of his tongue, the second homeless man fell to the ground with tears all over his face.

The remaining four were frightened and pushed away by Qin Kun.

Qin Kun had walked a long way, and the hanged ghost looked at the remaining four people and clicked his tongue: Qin Kun's order just now was to kill the two leaders, and the two are dead. The other guys are really lucky.

A gust of wind blew through the body, and the four homeless men later, their crotch was full of smell, they shivered, looked at the dead body on the ground, and ran away screaming.

"Master, it's settled." The hanged ghost followed.

Qin Kun now feels that his style is more and more like Zuo Jinchen, and he doesn't know if this is good or bad.

"Diao."

"Ok?"

"Have you grown taller?"

Putting aside the distracting thoughts just now, Qin Kun stared at the hanged ghost with sky eyes. From the perspective of sky eyes, the hanged ghost was indeed much taller than before.His ghost body was originally slender, but looking at it now, it is nearly 2 meters.

"Master, it's useless to be tall, you still can't advance."

The hanged ghost licked his lips boredly, floating in the air and replied.

Qin Kun smiled, all ghosts have potential, if your potential cannot reach the ghost king, of course you will not be able to advance.

"I haven't chatted with you for a while, how are you guys doing recently?"

The hanged ghost said: "It's all good. The old tea fairy has been promoted to the ghost king. I heard that he can mix poisonous tea now. He was going crazy for a day. He was beaten up by Feng Yidao and Tie Cixian. Be honest. Brother Niu is under a lot of pressure. Cultivate desperately, you also know that now Pepi is planted with earth vein spirit seeds all over his body, which can emit incense and green smoke, and now Brother Niu spends all day smoking and practicing Pepi, feeling a little autistic."

Qin Kun trembled. People who died in a claustrophobic environment felt that Niu Meng was closed. It seemed that Niu Meng's psychological problems needed to be dealt with.

"anything else?"

"Elder Sister, Eunuch Chang and the others couldn't break through, and they were a little annoyed. Everyone felt that they were close to the door, but it's a pity that they couldn't make it through. By the way, the new ghost general in Yincao Li seems to be promoted!"

"Zhang Bu?" Qin Kun was stunned, "Impossible, ghost-eating ghosts are evil, and the Yin Qi is messy. This kind of ghost will never be promoted to the Ghost King unless it is trained by Yin Thunder!"

There are always rules in the worlds of Yin and Yang. Qin Kun has heard it a long time ago that those ghost-eating ghosts will not be promoted to the ghost king.The ghost king Longhuai is one of them, but the ghost king Longhuai is favored by the heaven and the earth, and his soul has not disappeared after being struck by lightning, so he has purified his scum before he can achieve his current achievements.

And his subordinates, even Buddha boys like Laughing Ghost, who can use moonlight to cleanse ghost bodies, are just evil ghosts now, and it is difficult for ghost generals to step in, let alone Zhang Bu.

"Really, the ghost king Longhuai, the ghost king Fengxin, and the elder sister all said so. It is said that there is a face behind Zhang Bu's head, which is a parasitic ghost. The key to advancing to the ghost king lies in that parasitic ghost!"

All the way to the depths of the park, Qin Kun heard a lot of news from the mouth of the hanged ghost.

I didn't expect to see each other in a few days, and the ghost messengers have their own diligence, which is indeed a good thing, but now that he has many subordinates, ideological construction is very important. This kind of existence can easily hurt ordinary people. Since I have made offerings, I have to teach them well.

Once this matter is over, we have to hold a meeting.

……

Qin Kun walked around a part of the huge park, and Tianyan didn't find any bewitched or robbed guys so far. It seems that the Vasib in the mission was not in the open air.

Not far away, there is a hotel. Since the other party is not in the open air, Qin Kun feels that this person will probably be here!

Entering the door, the hotel is magnificent and unique in style.

The little girl working at the front desk said politely: "Hi sir, what can I do for you?"

This young man has an oriental face and neat attire, so he should be a tourist.But he didn't bring any luggage, and he didn't seem to be staying at the hotel. He should need some help.

Qin Kun said, "Excuse me, do you know a man named Wasib?"

The front desk showed a professional smile: "Sorry, sir, it is not convenient to disclose the name of the guest. If you have any questions, you can contact the local police station. If you are looking for someone, please contact the guest directly."

Qin Kun smiled slightly, a human skin cloak appeared on his body, and the mirage soul technique was used.

The front desk fell into a mirage, watching Qin Kun go out, in fact, Qin Kun had already reached the stairs.

The hotel has only three floors, so it is difficult to find people, but it will be easy if you use the method of elimination.

Qin Kun walked through the entire second floor without finding anything strange. It was not until he reached the end of the second floor that his nose moved and his eyes aimed at the ceiling.

There was a faint wave of spiritual power on it, and with a faint fishy smell, Qin Kun walked up from the safe passage.

On the third floor, in the house at the end, a man who was surfing the Internet suddenly found that the lights in the house were off.

The man had beards, but his face was very young. He pressed the switch in surprise, thinking it shouldn't be.The laptop is still showing charging status, what's the matter with the lights in the house?

Suddenly, there was a horrifying laugh in that notebook, and the screen began to bleed. Inside the screen, a mummy wiped the screen, revealing a protruding eyeball, grinning with jagged teeth, and said with a smile: "Delicious child , welcome to the city of the dead."

Chapter 1092 Wasib

A chill suddenly appeared in the hot room, and goosebumps appeared on the young man's arms. He knocked over the cup in a panic, and took out an old yellowed book from his backpack.

"The terrible legend turned out to be true...you...are you an undead living nearby?"

The young man's voice trembled, but for some reason, there was a touch of excitement in his eyes.

On the screen, the mummy grinned and slowly got out.

The young man felt his heart was about to jump out, so he forcibly calmed down, then flipped through an old book and began to chant.

"I swear in the name of Anubis that I am willing to make a contract with you. In exchange, I will provide you with an eternal residence, and you must borrow your abilities from me."

The mummy was stunned, feeling that the Yin spirit in his body was drawn out by the other party's oath, showing signs of leaving the body.

"Book of the Dead?! Impossible!!!" the mummy yelled.

With excitement on his face, the young man took a knife and cut the palm of his hand, forming a tearful 'Eye of the Pharaoh'!

He clasped his palms tightly, and stretched out in front of the mummy, with his palms slightly open, when the pharaoh's eyes were about to see the mummy, one hand suddenly squeezed his fist.

The mummy's heart was beating like a drum, and when it felt that the spirit and consciousness were about to be sucked away, the terrifying fluctuations were forcibly suppressed.

Qin Kun is here.

The windows are open and the curtains flutter.

Qin Kun grabbed the young man's fist and said with a smile, "It's better to play less games like dealing with ghosts."

The young man shuddered: "Who are you?!"

Qin Kun said: "Then what about you, who are you?"

The young man broke free from Qin Kun's palm: "Pylos. Pylos Ivan."

Qin Kun was puzzled: "Aren't you Wasib?"

The young man chuckled: "It's a ridiculous name, I never knew it."

Qin Kun licked his lips: "Then please go ahead."

After finally finding a guy who played with fire and set himself on fire, he admitted his mistake. Qin Kun touched his nose and walked towards the door. Just when the young man opened his hand again, the mummy-like ghost in the room shouted: "This Lord wizard, please don’t go, I, I am Vasib!!!”

A burst of red light shot out from the young man's palm, the 'Pharaoh's Eye' opened, and his eyes shot at the mummy. Qin Kun burst the air in an instant, and the light wave was distorted. Qin Kun kicked and flew, and the red light stopped abruptly.

His body slammed against the wall, and the young man's mouth and nose were bloody. He wiped away the blood from his nose, showing horror, and suddenly took out a gun from his bag.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you spoil my good deeds!"

The young man roared loudly, pulled the trigger, and with a whoosh, Qin Kun leaned back slightly, and a needle passed in front of him and was nailed to the wall.

Anesthesia gun!

When Qin Kun saw that he was about to fire the second shot, he took a step forward and knocked the pistol away. A hand knife hit the young man's neck. The numbness and pain spread to half of his head. The young man's eyes darkened and he passed out.

Qin Kun sat on a chair, lit a cigarette, the smoke blew out, and the surrounding dark mirage was shattered.

'Ding! '

A reminder sounded in my mind, and the task was completed.

Looking at the ugly mummy, Qin Kun still couldn't believe it: "You are actually Wasib."

It never occurred to him that Wasib was actually a ghost.

The mummy rubbed its hands, hunched over and looked at Qin Kun, fawning: "Master Wizard, what do you want from me? You told me 40 years ago that as long as I sleep in the city of the dead for another 30 years, I can enter the temple and receive offerings." .In the end, I slept for 30 years, and wandered for another ten years, and you still didn’t send anyone to accept me... I had no choice but to come up with this method to absorb some yang energy.”

There was no foul smell on the other party, so he was undoubtedly a well-behaved ghost, but it was indeed a very close call to let it be wiped out by the red light.

I don't know why the system takes such care of it, it may be that it has accumulated more virtues.

"Well, you did a good job, this is your reward."

After getting 1000 merits, Qin Kun spent 50, took out five stacks of Ming coins, and handed them to the other party, "You are lucky this time." Qin Kun still has a good impression of the ghost who obeys the rules.

Vasib carefully accepted it, only to realize that this wizard seemed to be different from the wizard he knew.