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

Chapter 1119

On the third day after he visited Maoshan, Master Pingfeng went to Shanghai.

Qin Kun, on the other hand, lived on Mount Fuyu.

During the day, the view is nice.

At night, it is very lively.

In the side room of Mount Fuyu.

The seven mighty old ghosts were extremely happy.

'Buddha Enemy' Yu Wenke's subordinate, Blood Ax Ghost King.

'Xuandu Shenhou' Gongsun Feimao's subordinate, silk-wrapped ghost king.

Under the command of Guo Wei, the 'Shenwu Taizu', the White Ridge Ghost King.

'Yan Judgment' under Bao Xiren's command, half evil ghost king.

'Mountain King Kong' under Du Xingyun's command, is the King of Ghosts who pick mountains.

Under Ma Yongjiang's command, 'Qingxuanhai' is the ghost king of Fanjiang.

Under the command of Wuyunzi, the 'Wanshu Master', Yasha Mingwang.

Qin Kun is from Fuyu Mountain, and he is also the contemporary companion of Fuyu Mountain. In the eyes of the seven old ghosts, he is his own.

The last time Fuyu Mountain hosted a banquet for Huaxia comrades, they ate and drank to enjoy themselves. Now that they knew that Qin Kun was going to live in the mountain for a few days, they wanted to entertain Qin Kun no matter what.

The seven old ghosts were all wild ghosts, they couldn't see the light during the day, they rustled to hunt at night, and when they came back after catching a few field mice in the middle of the night, the corners of Qin Kun's mouth twitched.

"How do I eat? Is this a big meal?"

Nima, I was not allowed to go to Maoshan for dinner in the afternoon, saying that he wanted to treat me to a big meal, but he got me a few voles.Am I a cat?

The seven old ghosts blinked their eyes, feeling that something was wrong. The Silk-Wrapping Ghost King pointed to a fainted pangolin next to him and said, "Is this a feast?"

"This is to protect animals!"

A few old ghosts pursed their mouths: "Why do you have so many things?"

Qin Kun: "I..."

"Could it be that this king has to catch you a tiger to be considered a feast?" Blood Ax Ghost King said dissatisfied.

Qin Kun smiled wryly: "Forget it, forget it, my lords, forget about my rude words, okay..."

As an apology, Qin Kun set up a table of meals in the simple hall of Fuyu Mountain.

"That's more or less the same!" The White Ridge Ghost King licked his lips, ready to eat.

The half-evil ghost king stopped him: "Wait, this is an altar, remember the rules?"

"We still have rules?" King Yasha Ming forked a whole chicken, ready to deliver it to his mouth.

Tiaoshan Ghost King narrowed his eyes: "The barbarian, you don't even know the rules."

"you!"

"Shut up! Follow the rules!"

The statue in the main hall belongs to the patriarch Lu Jiuhe. During the chaos, Lu Jiuhe handed down six volumes of heavenly scriptures to Fuyu Mountain. Only then did Fuyu Mountain bloom and spread its branches and leaves today, and the six sects flourished.The seven old ghosts, headed by the Blood Ax Ghost King, paid a solemn visit to Lu Jiuhe.

The half-evil ghost king is Bao Xiren's ghost messenger, and he reads an incomprehensible sacrificial text, which roughly means that the patriarch was supposed to be sacrificed tonight, but the patriarch has already ascended to immortality, so we will help you eat I hope the patriarch will forgive Yun Yun.

After the sacrificial rites were finished, the seven old ghosts ate happily.

At the door, Qin Kun asked the ghost messengers to fetch water and some ingredients from the Maoshan stove. After lighting the fire, he began to cook the voles.

The dagger 'Zilu' brought out by Yunqiu Temple came in handy. The Skinner is a master at skinning, with sharp means, and the dagger is easy to use, and the field mouse was cut clean.

"Brother Peeling is amazing!"

Ghost Yaoyao, a corpse vine, leaned over, and a white flower bloomed from the vine growing in his head.

"Hahahaha, where is it?" Pepi said with a complacent expression.

"Hey, peeling, you are skilled!" Eunuch Chang came over and praised the voles when he saw that the ones handled by the imperial dining room were cleaner.

The skinner held a grass branch in his mouth and smiled casually: "Hmph, that's how I was skinned back then! I cut my belly open, how can I not be sophisticated!"

The dissected field mouse was washed clean by Shen Jiang ghost in the bucket.

Niu stared at the bull's eyes and asked curiously, "Why doesn't this blood disperse in the water?"

"Hey, that's right, why did the blood gather into a ball?" Ma Lie also came over and looked into the bucket and asked.

Shen Jianggui smiled: "Brother Niu, Brother Ma, I let it disperse before it disperses. It's such a trivial ghost skill, it's not elegant."

Next to it, the hanged ghost pulled towards the void, and a wooden bucket filled with water appeared in the air: "So, there is no need to fetch water?"

On the ground, three or four buckets of water were pushed.

The wedding dress ghost said: "Master must have water for washing, so it doesn't matter if you have more."

"No problem." The hanged ghost pulled again, and another bucket of water appeared, "Dong Ao, pour water into the tank, then hurry up and put the empty bucket in the water."

The Xiliang knight riding a white-boned horse smiled: "Success!"

In the middle of the night in the mountains.

Qin Kun was roasting voles outside the house. After the pangolin woke up, it sneaked away, and Qin Kun didn't take it seriously.

The room was brightly lit, and there were two mahjong tables.The ghost messengers had a great time.

"Master, take a look, who are these people!"

Eunuch Chang is heartbroken, he plays mahjong everywhere, it's too much, and you play mahjong before the master eats it, what's the point?The old tea fairy held the tea and nodded in agreement.

Qin Kun brushed the oil on the field mouse with a smile, and said, "No way, those old ghosts guard the mountain all the year round, and they are also lonely. It's good to play with them."

White Ridge Ghost King, Silk Wrap Ghost King, Peeling and Hanging Ghosts at the same table, the skinning card game is tricky, and Hanging Ghosts will hand cards in vain. Da Ming coins.

The ghost king of the mountain, the ghost king of the blood axe, the ghost in the wedding dress, and Xu Tao are at a table. The ghost in the wedding dress has a sweet mouth, and Xu Tao can tell nasty jokes.

Fanjiang Ghost King, Shui Monk, and Shenjiang Ghost chatted about what happened in the water, all bragging about their tragic death back then, and dissatisfied with each other.

The Banxie Ghost King and Zhang Bu were chatting, reciting the wind and playing with the moon from time to time, as if they were confidantes.

Yechaming King, Niu Meng, and Ma Lie were sitting on the bed eating peanuts and chatting about Yin Cao. They were very interested when they learned that Qin Kun had won the Nightmare State and asked them to explain the details. Niu Meng glanced at Fengxin Ghost King , began to tell.

Ghost King Fengxin and Ghost King Longhuai continued to carry out the small circle to the end. The two ghost kings chose a comfortable position and lay there chatting.

Outside, Elder Sixteen, Laughing Ghost, Stone Snake Ji, Dong Ao, Jinyi Old Ghost, etc. who didn’t like to join in the fun, all surrounded Qin Kun, listening to Eunuch Chang scolding those guys, and Eunuch Chang would tell some court secrets from time to time , became a midnight embellishment.

"Eunuch, are there still ghosts in the palace?"

The Laughing Ghost blinked curiously.

"Noisy! Have you heard of the resentful woman in the deep palace? Lenggong is the deepest deep palace. Anyone who dies there will be full of resentment. When Zajia was alive, he met twice. I don't know which concubine was favored by the former emperor. , Crawling on the ground in the middle of the night, blood all the way, no eyeballs, it's too oozing."

Eunuch Chang's voice is sharp, and the atmosphere of telling ghost stories is quite good after the voice is lowered.

The Laughing Ghost was startled: "Is the royal family really that dangerous?"

Eunuch Chang sneered: "Then what do you think, how did Xiao Shiliu die that year?"

Brother Sixteen said: "I drank a bottle of sweet medicine, and I died."

Eunuch Chang was speechless: "Silly boy, you were poisoned to death. Your IQ must have gone up."

The voles were baked, and the steamed buns brought in from the kitchen were also golden.

Qin Kun sprinkled salt and listened to their chatting and chewing food. The voles tasted very good, especially the wild ones. There were two voles in one steamed bun. Qin Kun ate three steamed buns in one bite, and he was almost full.

"Mian, the appetite seems to be small?" On another fire, the tea was ready, the old tea fairy waved his hand, and the Yin wind extinguished the fire, and even the smoke was locked in it by Yin Qi.

"The absorption has improved." Qin Kun moved his body, "Rest early tonight, we will stay here for a few days."

……

In a week, Qin Kun traveled all over the nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain, and also touched the front, back, left, and right sides of Fuyu Mountain.

There are ghosts, not afraid of insects and snakes, and the mountains are densely forested. Qin Kun also discovered many hidden caves.

"This is……?"

The Blood Ax Ghost King said: "The cave where my lord Yuwenke lived in seclusion back then. One of my residences."

A cave, less than 30 square meters, engraved with a Buddha statue, the Buddha statue has no head.

Yu Wenke, the 'Buddha's enemy', is said to have been a Buddhist back then, but for some reason later, he abandoned Buddhism and entered Taoism, and obtained the seal of heaven.

"He carved them all?"

"Carved before dying. Finally destroyed."

In addition to Yuwenke's cave, there is also Guo Wei's. Guo Wei's is more secretive, and there is a green bird seal in it, which is said to be a private seal.This is also one of the current concerns of the White Ridge Ghost King.

Qin Kun thought for a while, and said to the White Ridge Ghost King, "Have you ever been to the White Dragon Temple?"

The White Ridge Ghost King was startled, and nodded.

"In Bailong Temple, there is your master, do you know?"

The White Ridge Ghost King looked gloomy: "Qin Kun, those are all causal nodes of the year, and the people inside are not my masters."

"Is it different?"

The White Ridge Ghost King smiled: "Of course it's different. You're a human being, so you might not be able to notice the difference. To ghosts, it's just a remnant soul imprisoned in the White Dragon Temple."

"Yes, every generation of Tengu, there are remnant souls imprisoned there. That's why they can't reincarnate."

The half-evil ghost king next to him spoke.

Qin Kun was taken aback: "Do you know what kind of place it is?"

The old ghosts were talking all over the place, but they couldn't come up with a reason. In conclusion, it was a secret place, just like Hongxue Village, Wuwang Country, Tanlangjing and other secret places, it was not a good place.

Chapter 1120 Qin Kun Stayed

The old ghosts have a lot of knowledge and experience, but they seem to have reached a consensus, and some secrets that Qin Kun wants to know will not be told to him.

Most of the guys in the Dao of Life and Death have this mysterious appearance, but I didn't expect ghosts to do the same.

Qin Kun didn't ask why, and didn't care.

On the ninth day, Qin Kun actually received a letter.

The letter was written by Zuo Jinchen, saying that Qin Kun's mobile phone was turned off and he could not be reached. He asked Bafang Yulou and found out that he was in Maoshan.In the letter, Zuo Jinchen asked Qin Kun to accompany him to the magic capital.

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One day later, at Jinling Station, Qin Kun saw Zuo Jinchen with red and swollen eyes. It was Li Chong and Chai Ziyue who accompanied him.

Zuo Jinchen stood there like a dead man, neither speaking nor making any movements, he seemed to be dumbfounded.

Chai Ziyue was by Zuo Jinchen's side, Qin Kun frowned and looked at Li Chong: "What's going on?"

He had a sullen face, not angry and majestic, and an aura came out through his body.

Li Chong lit a cigarette and sighed, "It's not an outsider's trouble, it's a family matter."

After flicking the soot, Li Chong spewed out two streams of smoke from his nose: "Uncle Cui is dying."

……

The city is as prosperous as ever.

Out of the station, Wan Wanlang drove to pick him up in person, and they drove all the way to the hospital.

The Huangpu River rolled into the sea, not far from the river, in a VIP ward.

The calla lily on the window sill had withered, and the whole ward was filled with a dead air. The inherent smell of disinfectant in the hospital was unavoidable in VIP wards. In addition, there was a foul smell.

"Master..."

Beside the bed, Cui Honghu saw Zuo Jinchen coming, and saluted with red eyes.

Zuo Jinchen stroked Cui Honghu's head and looked at the head of the bed without saying a word.

Cui Wuming, the Patriarch of the Judgment Family, was on the hospital bed, and he was really dying.Withered skin, lying there like a living dead, his eyes were dull and dull, he struggled to get up, pulling the tubes inserted all over his body, but in vain.