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

……

the same moment.

Eighteen ghost villages in the South China Sea, the northernmost.

Wang Xiangzhai.

A small boat came over.

A group of ghost kings dressed as mountain people looked curiously at the people on board.

It was a middle-aged man with orange hair and a Western face. There were a few drops of ink on his front, and his hair looked a little messy.

"Hello, my name is Carter. I feel a huge ghost aura here. Is it because there are many ghost kings gathered here, or because there is a monster that surpasses the ghost king?"

The orange-haired man got off the boat and shrugged helplessly when he saw those mountain people taking out their hoes and fishing nets and looking at him unkindly.

"I'm not looking for trouble with you, I'm only looking for the ghost aura. If it's because there are many ghost kings gathered here, I'll leave right away. If there is a monster that surpasses the ghost king here... please recommend it."

With a fishing net under his hood, Carter sighed, and with a light stroke of the quill in his hand, the fishing net was split in two, and the mountain folk who threw the net were also split in half.

This group of guys are all ghost generals, half of their feet have already stepped into the realm of the ghost king. At this moment, when they are struck by the void, their souls fly away, which makes them feel extraordinarily unreal. The other party didn't even touch them.

Carter looked at the other ghosts and said, "I'm here to collect folk songs, and I don't intend to be your enemy."

Chapter 1278 Herrell Carter

Wangxiangzhai, the seaside.

The orange-haired Xiyi man stood where he was, trying his best to appear harmless to humans and animals.

Gathering?

The surrounding mountain people were stunned, and he could understand what he said, it was ghost language, and it was also elegant language. The official language of the Qin Dynasty was elegant language, and these people who had gone out to sea with the ship more or less understood it.Moreover, after those words were spit out from his mouth, they turned into a kind of spiritual power fluctuation, which could make people understand what he said.

"You've come to the wrong place."

Behind the mountain people, a general in armor came over, holding a bronze sword in his hand.

A Yin dragon snaked from its neck to its cheeks, and the general stood where he was, showing no sign of welcoming.

"My name is Herrell Carter. What is your Excellency's name?"

Carter scratched his hair and walked over with a smile.

"Hundred Generals of the Xuanniao Battalion of the Lishan Army, Leyou!"

Carter didn't worry too much about the strange name. He knew the history of China. It is said that this ancient civilization didn't have many words in ancient times, so there were many strange names.

He used a pen to record the other party's name, appearance, and figure on paper. When he wanted to go further, Le You blocked him.

"Go one step further, Kill Unforgiven!"

This is the sergeant's warning, the ghost king's warning, and Leyou's last warning.

Carter glanced at him, and suddenly asked, "Did I say that I'm here to pick up the wind?"

"so what?!"

Carter paused, then grinned: "Then I must have never said that I am very good?"

sharp?

There was a look of contempt in Le You's eyes, but just after he appeared, his eyes changed.

Carter tore off the piece of paper that recorded Le You's information, then tore it in half, then tore it again, then tore it to pieces, and then threw it out.

As the paper shattered, the yin dragon on Leyou's neck was torn in half, torn to pieces, and the torn flesh was blurred. In one breath, it turned into blue smoke and dissipated in the air.

The last lingering sound disappeared, and the scream that resounded across the sea made the surrounding mountain people shudder! ! !

That's General Leyou...

The people who accompanied Lord Xu Fu to the east were divided into three factions, eunuchs and soldiers, alchemists, and boatmen and handymen.

Among them, eunuchs and sergeants have the highest status, and General Le You is the leader of several of them!

Those who can gather in Wangxiangzhai are all the leaders of the three factions. After their death, the lowest ones are ghost generals, and ghost kings are even more common. They have already established their respective status and class in Sanxianhai Kingdom. General Leyou is considered a subversive A big ghost in the circle, but... was torn to pieces by the other party?

Who is this orange-haired Xiyi man? !Why was General Leyou killed by him inexplicably?

There was no fight at all, Leyou just disappeared, and someone around shouted: "Demon law?!"

Only the demon method can easily kill General Le You!

"Do you have anything else to do? I'll go to the island first."

Carter looked around, no one spoke anymore, no one dared to speak anymore, Carter bowed and walked away.

Carter left, but the boat was still there. The mountain people recovered from their panic and found that there were still two people lying in the boat.

"A living person?"

"His companion?"

In the boat, An Shibai and Xu Facheng were unconscious, and Carter didn't care about their safety, as if it didn't matter.

"These two living people will be taken away first, the person from Xiyi is not kind, please inform Master Shenxiao, Mr. Xinglin and the others!"

The mountain folk got busy, but found that the two yang people were very heavy. Fortunately, the yang qi was weak, and a dozen ghosts could barely lift them up.

"This white-faced man is also from Xiyi...so heavy..."

"The other guy looks a lot like us... and the face is a little familiar."

"Hey, indeed, I seem to have seen a similar appearance somewhere... where is it?"

……

Day, very cloudy.

Among the eighteen ghost villages in the South China Sea, Wangxiang Village is located in the northernmost.

On the sea, a sampan slowly approached, and Qin Kun was alone on board.

For the ghost mission, he still came.

This task of killing Xu Facheng without relying on the power of ghosts made him very entangled and uncomfortable.

The relationship between Mt. Fuyu and Mt. Mao, not only has not been on fire these years, but is still being mended.The two sects, neighbors for thousands of years, Qin Kun and Xu Facheng, also have a lot of friendship.

The more he knew Xu Facheng, the more Qin Kun admired him.

This Maoshan Taoist is impeccable in terms of self-cultivation, knowledge, and character, but why does the system let him kill him...

All bad associations point to Carter.

Qin Kun was very melancholy. If Xu Facheng was really turned into a monster by Carter, would he really want to do it?

"Brother Kun seems to have something on his mind these days."

Six ghosts were brought.

Although the task required not to use ghost messengers, Qin Kun's boating skills were not high, so he brought the Shenjiang ghost with him, and then Niu Meng and the ghost messengers insisted on following him to show his loyalty.

The sampan was a bit crowded, and the Shenjiang Ghost who was originally in charge of rowing the boat was too low-qualified, so he could only jump into the water and push the boat to swim.

At the bow of the boat, Niu Meng's huge body occupied one-third of the place. Skinning, Water Monk, and Headless squeezed behind Niu Meng, discussing rustlingly.

"Brother Kun must have something on his mind!" Peering took a grass branch in his mouth, dug out from his heart, touched the hidden peanuts, and began to chew happily.

The hanged ghost was hanging in the air, slowly lowered, glanced at Qin Kun who was in a daze, rolled up a few peanuts with his tongue and fed them into his mouth: "What could happen? I remember that the master is always more open-minded."

In the eyes of the ghost guard, Qin Kun is very nervous and informal, and he rarely shows such a troubled expression when he is worried.

Monk Shui clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, according to the monk's judgment, I'm afraid there will be some difficult opponents in Wangxiangzhai."

"Oh? The powerful ghost king?"

"Don't say it, don't say it, it's wrong to say it." Monk Shui pretended to be mysterious.

Niu Meng said in a muffled voice: "Ah Shui, don't you have eyesight? Can't you tell?"

Monk Shui was speechless: "Brother Niu, the eyes of Dharma body are not the eyes of Zen mind, how can it be possible to see people's hearts? Moreover, you can tell it."

Niu Meng was upset, he breathed out towards Monk Shui's bald head, and gave a blow, Monk Shui burst into tears, Niu Meng said quietly: "I can't see it, but I can feel it, Kun Brother is entangled for a while, and murderous for a while, he must be hesitating whether to kill someone or not."

Peeling's eyes lit up.

The hanged ghost also nodded secretly.

The Shenjiang ghost and the headless ghost felt that Niu Meng's judgment was correct.

These ghosts are all good at fighting. As the leader of the reckless, Niu Meng has such thoughts, which is really rare.

Even Monk Shui couldn't help admiring him. He was guessing, but Niu Meng felt the same way. He deserved to be the number one ghost under Brother Kun's command.

At the stern, Qin Kun was lying on the side of the boat with a cigarette in his mouth, and he was puffing out the clouds. Since he left the swimming soul village and went out to sea, his entanglement became less and less, and his heart was gradually occupied by curiosity.

Xu Facheng, how did he embark on the path of evil that even the system must get rid of.

If it was brainwashed by Carter...

I really can't give him a way out.

This guy is the face of Huaxia Life and Death Dao, and wearing the cloak of Black Soul Cult, Huaxia Life and Death Dao and other exorcists can't explain it.

Forget it, at that time, if Xu Facheng dared to say some evil words to confuse the public, he had to wake him up.As for whether to kill or not...let's talk about it when we arrive.

After thinking about it, Qin Kun sat up straight: "Shen Jiang, how long is it?"

In the water, Shenjiang Ghost smiled bitterly and said, "Master, it's still early."

Qin Kun was dissatisfied: "Why don't you hurry up?"

The Shen Jiang ghost didn't dare to say anything, Qin Kun glanced at a group of idlers at the bow of the boat who were eating peanuts and sunflower seeds, and cursed: "Everyone go back to the City God's Order, if you don't know how to row a boat, don't take up space!"

The ghosts shrank their necks and disappeared in a hurry.

Chapter 1279

The northernmost of the Eighteen Villages in the South China Sea is Wangxiang Village.

Qin Kun sat on the boat, staring at the ghost village.

The fog was so heavy that the entire outline could not be seen clearly, the water was very rough, and there seemed to be many undercurrents converging around, making it difficult for Shen Jianggui to sail a boat.

This is the closest ghost village to Huaxia. Before coming here, he heard Lin Afeng from Xingzhou Village say that Wangxiang Ghost King also came from Huaxia when he was alive.

"I don't know if the ghost king has surrendered to the enemy, or is still stubbornly resisting."

Qin Kun pouted and began to think.

"Is the master worried about this?"

Shen Jianggui, who was rowing a boat, asked curiously.

"Worried? I don't know him well. I'm worried about what to do. It's just a little embarrassing. It stands to reason that the ghost kings in the Eighteen Villages of the South China Sea follow the rules. This place is occupied by the group of big ghosts from the Three Immortals. This guy who obeys the rules."

After Qin Kun finished speaking, Shen Jiang Gui suddenly realized.

Having been with Qin Kun for several years, he has already understood Qin Kun's style of doing things. As a ghost hunter, Qin Kun has no deep hatred for ghosts at all, and the harmony between yin and yang is his basic purpose.My master is not the kind of person who is too upright, as long as he obeys the rules, many things can be discussed.

However, regardless of the group of uninvited guests from the Three Immortals Sea Kingdom, this has become an irreconcilable contradiction between the two parties.

The boat slowly approached the shore. In the gray sky, Wangxiangzhai was dead and silent. The wharf was in a mess after the war, but there were still some ghosts wandering around. Looking at the clothes, they were the aborigines of Wangxiangzhai.

When Qin Kun approached the shore, a gangster-like man looked over: "Who are you?"

Qin Kun smelled a stench, so he lit a cigarette.

The guy in front of him probably ate a lot of ghosts after his death, and the smell on his body was a bit exaggerated.

"A visitor, I'm looking for a friend."

The man's chest hair was exposed like steel needles, and he waved the scimitar in front of Qin Kun, as if trying to scare Qin Kun.

"Haha, are you deceiving me for my ignorance? A man from Yang will have friends in the ghost village?!"

The tip of the knife kept shaking in front of his nose, and Qin Kun felt the other party's spiritual power fluctuations, and immediately lost interest.

"Shen Jiang!"

"Master." After tying the boat, Jiang Shen trotted over.