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

"what--"

An Shibai let out a cry of pain, and three hook marks appeared on his arm, and the bones could be seen deep.

The savage color flashed from his eyes, and An Shibai suddenly exploded with anger.The huge air wave lifted Qin Kun away, and the scar on An Shibai's arm suddenly healed as before.

"Very well, Exorcist of the East. You've got me."

On An Shibai's head, two horns suddenly grew out, but was stopped by a voice.

"Hey, just mess with the Holy See first, don't mess with the guys from the east for now."

Qin Kun looked in the direction of An Shibai. Not far away, there was a middle-aged man with orange hair and messy hair. He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a gentle temperament and a little slovenliness.

An Shibai's expression was ferocious: "My lord, don't worry about it tonight!"

Qin Kun came back to his senses, and suddenly found that a fist had hit his chest.

how come……

when did you call...

why don't i feel...

Qin Kun felt that he was in a particularly bad state today, why didn't he even have a little vigilance?

The bull demon smashed into the wall, and the residents inside screamed.

In the sky, another mirage was laid down.

An old Arab man stood on top of the wall, with Xingyue Shenhui on his head, and he angrily said: "Pagans are not welcome here!"

An Shibai turned into a sheep-headed man, with smoke coming out of his mouth and nose, tilted his head and said, "Please shut up your stinking mouth, what about the apostle of Allah?"

A slap across the face slapped the uncle Arab's cheek, and slapped him down.

Inside the wall, Qin Kun was dumbfounded. Has it been a long time since he fought?

Why are you looking so sluggish tonight?

How could this be?

Beside him, a golden light fell on his shoulder, and Fan Helsing helped him up: "Qin, that is the spell of the Black Soul Cult, don't be fooled by it, their spells will make you instinctively ignore the crisis, ignore their killing intent and Malicious, even ignoring that they are evil existences. That is the acme of chaotic magic!"

Instinctively ignore...

Qin Kun suddenly trembled, feeling that this spell was too terrifying.

The reason why creatures are creatures is because they have the existence of instinct.

Taoism has said that instinct is also called "innate consciousness". When you are hungry, you will eat, and when you are hurt, you will cry. These are all instincts. This is the original consciousness of living beings.

And the difficulty of changing the consciousness of the source is even more difficult than changing the fate!

If there is no instinct, no creature can even do basic reproduction.

Can the spells of these guys affect people's instincts?

Walking out of the wall, Qin Kun saw that An Shibai was rubbing his wrists, and he had turned into a sheep-headed monster. He shook the sharp horns on his head and smiled at Qin Kun: "Phew, the breath is gone. Today I'll let you go later. Don't let me touch you next time."

"It's up to you? Black Soul Sect's offal, as long as it is stained with human blood, I will kill every one I see! The smell on your body really stinks."

"Hahahaha...very cute Dongfang boy, come on then!" An Shibai's eyes changed into two extremes again, extremely ferocious.

"An! Shi! Bai!"

A soul-penetrating coercion suddenly descended, and not far away, the orange-haired European was full of dissatisfaction.

The sheep-headed monster suddenly shuddered, changed back to its original form, and walked to his side: "My lord Pope...I'm so sorry..."

"Let's go, I have to go back to catch up on the manuscript."

The middle-aged man put away the manuscript he had just written, and said to An Shibai.

"Ok."

Before leaving, the middle-aged man glanced at Qin Kun, smiled and nodded.

The entire mirage world was silent.

It was not until he left for a long time that Qin Kun took a breath.

"Who... is he?" Qin Kun's neck was stiff and he looked at Fan Haixin.

Fan Hai smiled hard: "Devil King Carter."

hiss--

"The Pope of the Black Soul Sect...?"

Van Helsing pursed his lips and nodded.

"Why didn't I kill you?"

"He said that sooner or later, I will become his subordinate." Fan Hai smiled hard.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

"The Black Soul Cult is at war with the Holy See, so maybe they don't want to mess with the Eastern Exorcist." Fan Helsing thought for a while.

Qin Kun recovered and found that his back was soaked.

"I just felt that I walked through the gate of hell." Qin Kun recalled the feeling of being ignored just now, and said with lingering fear.

"That shouldn't be the coercion that Carter brought you, but An Shibai's."

"What is An Shibai's identity?"

"Carter's assistant. A low-level apostle of the Black Soul Cult. Apart from some low-level sorcery in the sect, the only thing left is the goat-headed man."

"That's still so powerful?"

"That's a cultist cultivating instinct. If your combat power is 90, he's only 70, but he will reduce your influence to 30."

"A vivid example."

"The last speaker of the parliament gave me an example before he died."

"How did you die?"

"The lobes of the lungs were pierced by the ram's horns."

"What about the fighting power of Demon King Carter?" Qin Kun asked.

"Hiss—he has lost to the Pope once, Mr. Zuo once, the God King of the Pantheon once, the head of the Paladin once, the wise man of the Priory of Mount Xion once, etc... all the strongest He has fought against everyone, and no one has won."

"Isn't it a little too coincidental?"

"Yes. So no one knows whether he really failed or did it on purpose, and he escaped successfully." Van Helsing swallowed.

"Then has he ever killed anyone?"

"He's not a murderer. I haven't heard of him killing any famous exorcists until now, unless he messes with the door. Instead, I often hear that he likes to attack the weaknesses of the exorcists and confuse them."

"Strange guy."

"It's scary."

……

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Chapter 1104 Asking

Spent 5 days in Cairo.

Qin Kun saw the incomplete version of 'Shazoom' Wasib.

Meet the guardian of Egypt, Uncle Arab Basel.

Get to know 'Earth Demon' Fayutan.

Met the 'wild corpse' Rubis.

Killed 'Red Fang' Tik.

The Huangquan-level host who used to be aloof in the ten-dead city is nothing more than that now.

'Death Row' Hei Ivan was trapped in the Gentle Township by his infant and mother, 'Pluto' Li Shifan killed the thornman Fayutan, 'Corpse Titan' Haiquin killed the 'Soul Shepherd' Gulius, let' Spinner' Xena has run away.This is the result of this battle.

On the 6th day, the task of sealing the evil spirits was completed by Li Shi, the King of Hades, or Xiegu Zina, the Spinner, and the task came to an end.

Returning to Ten Dead City, Qin Kun left without staying for a while.

……

Familiar room, familiar sofa.

Qin Kun straightened his body and sat there.

Among the tasks that were not taken seriously this time, there was only one episode that impressed him deeply.

I met the head of the Black Soul Cult.

Qin Kun himself did not expect that he and the orange-haired demon king Carter would meet in such a situation.

It seems that this meeting did not leave any shocking impression on him. It is not as impressive as seeing a demon in the world. The Pope of the Black Soul Sect is at least the kind of unsmiling guy who kills people invisible. Definitely not a slightly gentle middle-aged European with orange hair.

But the endless memories made him have an illusion that this causal line brought him to Carter, and it seemed that it was not that simple.

……

September, the beginning of autumn.

Younger sister Qin Xue started her senior year.

Qin Kun has already greeted Xu Facheng at the autumn job fair. Xu Daozi opened an Internet company in Shanghai. Hearing that Qin Kun's sister is a professional counterpart, Qin Xue is very welcome to do an internship at that time.

Qin Kun went to Sangyu City, the home of the Northern School, in his spare time.

Maple Leaf, Ancient Temple.

On Taichang Street, there are very few pilgrims, and the destination is naturally Bailong Temple.

Autumn is the season of poetry, because this season carries natural melancholy.

In a meditation room, Zuo Jinchen sat on a futon in plain clothes and made a cup of tea for Qin Kun who was opposite.

"You are lazy by nature, you have nothing to do, you won't look at me with a shy face." After a cup of tea was brewed, Zuo Jinchen set the tone for the meeting.

The red leaves were whirling, Qin Kun listened to the rustling of the leaves, sat on the futon and said with a smile, "Master Zuo, why are you thinking so much just to visit you?"

Zuo Jinchen seemed to see through Qin Kun: "Then just drink tea today and don't talk about other things."

"Don't..." Qin Kun scratched his hair, "I really can't hide anything from you."

The tea is Kudingcha, which can reduce blood pressure and prolong life.

After taking a sip, his mouth was full of bitterness, but there was no return to sweetness. Qin Kun pouted his mouth, and finally said after a long while: "When Wuwangguo was in the mirror, I saw in the materials of the Black Soul Cult that you seemed to have fought against Pope Carter. .”

Zuo Jinchen smiled slightly: "Yes. That's an interesting kid."

Qin Kun was puzzled: "What was the situation of the fight at that time, can you tell me about it?"

"Why ask this?"

Qin Kun said: "Curiosity, as you know, I have just been promoted to super class, and I am very curious about exorcists of this level."

Zuo Jinchen nodded, accompanied by the breeze, and narrated the fight.

The time was about 15 years ago, and the location was Switzerland. Because of the old relationship with the Holy See, Zuo Jinchen went there to clean up a den of the Black Soul Cult.

There is no beginning of bitterness and hatred, and there is no sense of mission of justice. It was an ordinary night. The Black Soul Sect seemed to know that Zuo Jinchen was coming, and there was no one in the den. There was only one house in the huge farm. Lights on.

"When I first met him, he was writing at his desk. I was a little surprised when I saw him. I found that there were no black soul apostles here. I thought the news from the Holy See was wrong. Until he told me that his name was Carter and asked me What's the matter here?"

Zuo Jinchen sighed: "The old man just started, and he never connected him with that Pope, thinking it was just the same name."

"and then?"

"Then I told him my identity and why I came, and he told me that those black soul apostles had left long ago. After he knew the old man's nickname 'Xuanru', that night, the old man guided him for a long time. Writing tips for the evening."

The tea spurts out.

This neither salty nor bland thing is not funny, but this kind of absurd plot, Qin Kun thinks it is true.

"Aren't you fighting?" Qin Kun asked.