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

He needs to get back on track.

Fortunately, Dr. Tie gave him hope!

Before leaving, Dr. Tie told Qin Kun that as long as he has a friend in Ten Dead City who is an aborigine, and that aborigine has been to his hometown, he will have the opportunity to pass on the news that he is locked in the spider web.As for whether he can be rescued, it depends on that person's ability.

In addition, Dr. Tie said that it is useless to tell other people this news!

Even if Qin Kun has friends in his hometown, he can still enter the City of the Ten Dead, but his memory disappears too much after entering. Whether he can remember Qin Kun is one thing, let alone save him.

Fortunately, Qin Kun basically satisfied these harsh conditions!

Therefore, Qin Kun's only goal is to find Haiquin Titan in his causal line.

I remember that when I went to Egypt last year, it was he who was with Yingmu and Shoukui. That was the most likely way for me to pass the news out.

But it must be at the right time, place and people.

He had to tell Hequin the news that he would be trapped in that place during the few days when they went to Egypt.But there is always that kind of second force who breaks into his own spider web and knocks himself off the original track.

The closest I was to the Titan Hequin was when the three of us would arrive in Egypt in three days.But it fell through due to the destruction of a host that sneaked into Baitu's hometown.

Qin Kun may now be the only outsider who, like Baitu, hates others breaking into his hometown.

Bai Tu was only faintly worried, but Qin Kun even wanted to kill someone...

……

Boom, a figure bumped into his arms.

The vision went dark, and the sound and smell disappeared.

When his sight was restored, Qin Kun fell to the ground, got up calmly, and patted the dirt on his buttocks.

Surrounded by the magic city, I don't know if it is the causal line of the battle in the magic city, or the karma line of the time when I boarded the Penglai boat.Qin Kun is no longer surprised.

The person in front of him jumped up and roared in a low voice: "Are you Baitu's lackey?!"

Snapped--

Qin Kun slapped him.

The man's teeth were knocked out, and he covered his face in astonishment, as if he didn't expect that he couldn't dodge the opponent's attack.

"Hey... I've been stuck here for a long time. Don't mess with me..." Qin Kun said quietly, carrying the other person and walking away.

Passers-by around couldn't see them, Qin Kun condensed his body, knocked down a passer-by, and took away his cigarettes and lighter.

In an alley in Shanghai, Qin Kun lit a cigarette, took out his notebook, squinted his eyes and asked, "The nickname, where did it come from, and why did you break into this place?"

The man looked bewildered, and then he smirked: "Hmph! It really is Baitu's lackey! Duize Prison's 'Magic Sparrow', remember it!"

Qin Kun brushed and wrote down the other party's information, and threw a cigarette in the past: "You know that after you leave here, you will forget everything, right?"

The man pondered for a moment, then suddenly froze: "So you are the host whose causal thread has been drawn out?!"

Qin Kun said: "It's good to understand. I remember in this book that they are all the guys who broke into Baitu's hometown. Although I blocked you from sneaking in secretly, I will help you remember. After I go out, I want to call everyone together. Get up and touch him once. How about it?"

The man's eyes lit up, and he became interested.

Tianqi Du Wu is the white god of the Ten Dead City!At the same level as Twilight God, Blood God, Fox God, and Worm Queen, his status is noble and inviolable, but this person has made countless enemies, and there are not a few people who want to tease him.

The man saw that nearly 20 or [-] pages of the book had left marks on people, most of them were Styx-level hosts, and there were more than [-] Huangquan old monsters. They were either revenge for killing masters or killing ghosts. With the pissing nature of the host in ten dead cities, one vote, he must be punished.

The man left a mark and looked at Qin Kun with a smile: "Okay! I'll stay, but how do you get out?"

In front of him, the host nicknamed Demon Sparrow was puzzled: "When I came here, I asked the Queen for advice, and the Queen said that the spider webs from Ten Dead City to Baitu's hometown were all transformed by the host who pulled out the causal thread. After they became spider webs, basically Can't come back."

Qin Kun also heard many hosts mention this matter. They crashed into their own karma line. As long as they kill themselves, they can break through the spider web and move on. After their own karma is torn apart, even the Styx water cannot be revived.Therefore, the host that turned into a spider web must desperately defend this place, which is a dead end.

Qin Kun smiled and said, "I have a way to go out, but I'm just waiting for an opportunity. Of course, if you want to move on, you can try to kill me."

Moque smiled viciously: "If I could kill you, I wouldn't talk so much nonsense with you. This is your hometown, right? Take me around, and then send me back."

……

In the spider web, I don't know how many hosts crashed into it. Qin Kun had three chances, and he was only a short distance away from seeing Haikuin, but he still couldn't see him.

I remember that a long time ago, Chu Qianxun was lost in the causal line, and he didn't know if it was similar to his own situation.

Qin Kun's strange encounter, in the eyes of Niu Meng and the ghost messengers, is an adventure.

Ghosts have no concept of time. Every time they appear in different places, it seems that they have seen the environment they have seen before and experienced the things they have experienced before, and gradually get used to it.

This time, there were only six ghosts who came with Qin Kun.

In the days when they turned into spider webs, the strength of these six ghosts also improved by leaps and bounds.

"Brother Kun, although absorbing the incense here can't improve Lao Niu's realm, but calming down and studying the previous ghost skills, Lao Niu feels that his strength has improved a lot."

Shidong Village, Baihu Town, Linjiang City, adjacent to Baihu Old Street, will be bought and developed by Chu Qianxun's family in the future, and will become the filming base of "The Way of Life and Death". Now it is just an undeveloped deserted village.

One person and six ghosts walked out of the deserted village. The Yan Xie rope on Niu Meng's body was as flexible as his arms and fingers, and it was more fluid than the previous blunt movements.

Monk Shui clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, brother Niu, you are usually too competitive. You have been with the ghost king Longhuai and Fengxin all year round, and you can't calm down and understand ghosts. If you calm down early, your strength will have improved. .”

Niu Meng opened his eyes wide and stared over.

The water monk muttered with his mouth flat: "The monk is just telling the truth."

Not only Niu Meng, but the skinning, water monk, headless ghost, hanged ghost, and sinking river ghost have all improved by leaps and bounds.Monk Shui was right. After Qin Kun took over Ghost King Longhuai and Ghost King Fengxin as his subordinates, they were really under a lot of pressure.In addition, the corpse vine ghost, the old tea fairy, and Zhang Bu have also successively advanced to the ghost king, and everyone is afraid that their status will be lost.

Back at the Ghost Travel Agency, Qin Kun was sitting on a big tiger skin chair, while the Skinner was cleaning the room, and Qin Kun was leaning on the back of the chair and looking at the ceiling.No wonder I used to feel that this place was cleaned frequently, and there was a ghost atmosphere in the house.It turned out that it really had something to do with myself.

"Skinning! The speed is fast!" All the ghosts praised it generously.

The Skinner laughed with a grass branch in his mouth: "Save everyone's effort."

The cleanliness of the house is all thanks to the skinning ghost. After comprehending the ghost art of the grass head god, the skinning ghost also has a new understanding of the ghost grass in his body.Driven by ghost magic, those grass branches filled in the body turned into broom-like grass-headed gods, and they cleaned the room quite neatly, without having to do it yourself.

The Shenjiang ghost sprinkled water, and the hanged ghost took out the garbage. At midnight, all the ghosts began to practice under the Buddhist voice chanted by the water monk.

The ghost messenger is working, and Qin Kun is also working.

One by one formations emerged in his mind, although he didn't have enough comprehension, so he could only memorize them by rote.But the advantage is that there is plenty of time and it can be practiced.

In the middle of the night, Qin Kun stretched his waist and was about to rest for a while. Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and the sound and smell disappeared.

Qin Kun is used to this kind of omen, it should be that someone has crashed into the net again.

He fell to the ground, and there was a smell of barbecue and curry. Qin Kun didn't have time to care who hit him, and suddenly looked around.

Hot, noisy, Middle Eastern skin, and a lot of Europeans.

Not China?

His body ached from being burned by the sun, but Qin Kun still couldn't help but rejoice. He glanced around, and the words written in the surrounding shops were the words he had been waiting for for a long time.

"Egypt?! Yes!"

Qin Kun focused his eyes and saw that the date in the shop was exactly the day before he came.

Qin Kun embraced the intruder beside him, and kissed her hard on the forehead!Life is full of surprises!

In her arms is a little loli who looks like a spider spirit...

Little Lolita is very beautiful, but her mind is not on Qin Kun. She blinked her eyes and muttered to herself: "Why is it here?"

Little Lolita did not resist Qin Kun's offense, but stared blankly at the street.Suddenly, little loli looked at Qin Kun: "Who are you? This is obviously the road leading to Baitu's hometown, why did I come here?!"

"Genshan Prison, Qin Kun. What about you?"

"Yuan Shi Prison, 'Spinner' Xie Bone Zina."

Little Lolita looked at Qin Kun quietly, and suddenly said in disbelief: "Could this be your causal line!"

Qin Kun smiled: "I have something important to do, excuse me. If you want to go back to Ten Dead City... you can choose to commit suicide."

As Qin Kun spoke, he disappeared into the street.

Chapter 1207

Egypt, capital Cairo.

Bustling tall buildings and poor streets can be seen here.

Countless times of waiting for opportunities made Qin Kun ready for everything.

It was related to everything about that trip to Egypt, and Qin Kun had already figured it out clearly in his mind.

On the banks of the Nile, the familiar hotel is located here, and Qin Kun seems to be in a deserted land. No one at the front desk, waiters, cleaning, and passengers coming and going is aware of Qin Kun's existence.

"At this time, I should be looking for Skukui with the baby and mother."

Qin Kun turned into a gaseous state and sneaked into the house. The room where they were originally was not reserved, and the room was empty.

On the sofa, Qin Kun glanced around, waiting for a while, how should he communicate with the three of himself?

"The me now...is weaker than the life form I transformed into in the Three Immortals Sea Kingdom. If I show up rashly..."

Qin Kun came to the bathroom and tried to condense his body in front of the mirror. He could barely maintain his original appearance for a few seconds. However, if he was suppressed by the fluctuations in the spiritual power of the smelly Kui, it was still a question of whether he could speak. Consolidation was absolutely impossible. ... As for the mirage soul technique... He doesn't think that his current spiritual power can make Shoukui hit the technique.

"If I show up rashly, I'm afraid Skull will beat me to death...I have to find someone to pass the message for me to be safer!"

Qin Kun really didn't want to take risks. If the ghost hunter saw him now, he would be no different from a fierce ghost.When the karma thread was pulled out, Qin Kun could feel a part of his own spiritual power leaving his body. He is not weak now, but he will never be very strong.

But who should I talk to...

Suddenly, Qin Kun had a flash of inspiration, and his eyes turned to the next door.

……

Phyllis, a third-tier supermodel in Cairo.

In this city-state with deep-rooted religious beliefs, the profession of modeling is not as popular as that in Europe.

Many believers are prejudiced against women who show their bodies casually. They think that there are only two types of women, one is conservative and the other is dissolute. Models obviously belong to the latter.

Phyllis was born in Cairo, but grew up in Europe. The education and concepts she received since she was a child have many conflicts with the locals. She could have lived in Europe for a few years, but since her father who was a businessman died in debt, she has no money. source.And back to take care of the house for her young brother and overwhelmed mother.

"Dear Priest Ximenes, praise Allah. I invite you to come this time because I have encountered a little trouble beyond my understanding."

In the hotel, Phyllis was dressed casually and fashionably, far more open than most women in the city. Priest Ximenes was an old man with a head wrapped and a beard. He looked thin and dark, like a hard worker.

His eyes were calm, and he didn't show any dissatisfaction with Felice's dress. Instead, he motioned for Felice to continue, saying that he wanted to hear what kind of trouble beyond comprehension, and asked the granddaughter of this old friend to invite him over.

Phyllis paused, and lit a cigarette: "It may be because of my father's death, which made me more stressed. Recently, I have been feeling some ghosts haunting me."

Ximenes smiled: "Praise Allah. Phyllis, I heard your grandfather say this. I went to your house before I came to Cairo, and I didn't find anything strange."

and……

Ximenes still had some words to say, that is, he had checked here just now, and there was no ghost in Felice's room.

The reason why I came here was because I had an old relationship with Phyllis' grandfather, and I made a special trip to comfort this poor girl.

Jimenez said: "You have indeed shouldered a burden that doesn't belong to you recently. If you feel uncomfortable living in Cairo, you can return to Europe. After all, Allah is merciful. He will tolerate you and take care of your mother and brother. .”

Phyllis smiled wryly. She was not a local Christian. She believed in Christianity in Europe these years. Because of this incident, her father once cut off her source of income. At that time, she relied on being a model to make ends meet.

After smoking a cigarette, Phyllis repeatedly begged Priest Ximenes to check her surroundings, but Ximenes couldn't help it, so she had to use the Xingyue technique to check her surroundings again.

The moon and stars circled around Ximenes, Phyllis looked a little crazy.

miracle!

I remember seeing this kind of spell when I was young, and told my friends many times, but they didn't believe it.At that time, she was less than seven years old, and she was with her grandfather when she saw Priest Ximenes praying for others.

The stars and the moon were bright blue, and the light and shadow disappeared after a while, and the room returned to its original state.

Priest Ximenes got up: "Lovely Phyllis, I would rather be alone than be with the wicked. Maybe you have seen friends around you do some bad things, which affected you. You are a kind child, learn to discern Good and evil. After your father passed away, your grandfather was very sad, I also came here for his sake, now I should go. May Allah bless you!"

After the old man left, Phyllis came back to her senses. She did feel a great sense of security the moment the Star-Moon Technique was cast, but after Priest Simenes left, that feeling of panic struck again.

"Is it really because I'm too stressed?"

On Phyllis's chiseled cheeks, there was a frown.

The scenery outside the window is beautiful, and the debt owed by my father is almost paid off. Part of the family business has been transferred, and the remaining part is enough for my mother and younger brother to live comfortably.It stands to reason... She didn't do anything wrong, it couldn't be her father's spirit interfering with her, so what could it be?

Another cigarette was lit and slowly exhaled. Suddenly, Phyllis found a person sitting next to her sofa!

Under the smog, the figure appeared, almost making Phyllis yell out.

"Who are you?!"

Phyllis noticed that the surrounding scenery darkened, and a phantom of a man appeared in the room.