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

Outside the temple gate, a ghost came in, followed by several old ghosts.

The leader was none other than Xue Yue, the sword-wielding ghost who had just lost in the contest with the skinning ghost.

As soon as they entered the official temple, they were suddenly taken aback.

"How did Gongsun Lingguan's official temple change?!"

In the main hall, the black-faced military officer turned into an immortal Taoist priest, which made it difficult to understand for a while.

And at this moment, the official certificate on the incense table suddenly lit up, turning into green smoke and wrapping around Qin Kun.

On Qin Kun's body appeared an official robe in green, embroidered with demons and monsters.

"Greetings, Lord Lingguan!"

A few old ghosts from Huangjia Village were very excited. They found that Qin Kun had appeared behind the official, so they bowed their heads.Finally, someone is in charge of Huangjia Village!

"My lord, you have to be the master for us!"

"My lord, our Huangjia village is remote and desolate. The fragrant field originally had four acres, barely supporting more than 100 ghosts. In the end, people from other villages took two of them a few years ago. It's really deceiving!"

"My lord, the ghosts in our village are sandwiched between Baishou Village and Chimao Village. All the young and strong ghosts and ghost girls in the village have been taken away. If this continues, our Huangjia Village will be finished, and we will become lonely souls by then. Wild ghosts are not even eligible for reincarnation!"

"My lord, there are still bandits on the mountain. They often come to bully the villagers of our village, steal incense and people for offerings, and ask us to hand in offerings from house to house. Our life is really miserable..."

In Qin Kun's mind, one task after another popped up.

Almost all tasks are green tasks, and each one rewards 100 merits and a little experience, but together, it is a considerable income.

Qin Kun originally wanted to ask them to inquire about Lingchi, Lingjing Mine, and the situation in the village, but he did not expect to be pleasantly surprised.

Qin Kun was sitting upright, and shouted in a deep voice: "If there is any grievance, bring it one by one! Since I am sitting here, I am your backer. These things are not too many!"

Qin Kun was full of anger, and several poor old ghosts complained one after another. After a while, [Fighting Ghost Mission] reminded: 10 host missions have been accumulated, please complete them quickly, otherwise you will not receive any more. New task reminder!

"Niu Meng!"

"exist!"

"Write down all the complaints of these ghost people! Don't miss a single one!"

"Yes!"

Chapter 0146

A ghost village in the deep mountains.

Walking on the country road, Wang Gan picked his teeth, and Chu Qianxun rubbed his belly.

Under the white moonlight, the huts here are empty, the fields are full of tombs, and the green fire is faint.Only now did they know that those huts were not the residences of these ghosts. Those huts were all sacrifices burned to them during their lifetime, and they might only be the size of a fist.

In ancient times, the poor could not afford to burn paper money, paper figurines, and ingots, so they wove thatch into houses and burned them for the dead, and linen cloth was stuffed with cotton as quilts.

Their real residence is still in the tomb in the field.

Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun walked towards the official temple with a quilt in their arms.

"The food here...is quite delicious."

Wang Gan recalled the meal setting just now. These meals for the dead were all four seasons and eight festivals. The village head of Huangjia Village was probably a wealthy family during his lifetime, and a lot of good things were burned in the house.

The braised pork, flower buns, and pork head meat just now are all new to the two of them, and they taste delicious.

"What do you think Qin Kun thought, coming all the way here to be a yin official?"

Chu Qianxun asked curiously, Wang Gan pondered for a while, and said: "Qin Kun looks simple and rough, but he is a fine man, and he won't do things that are not beneficial."

"Benefits?" Chu Qianxun was puzzled, "Yang people are in the wrong, and their lives are shortened, so is this a good thing?"

Wang Qiandao: "Then you can't hold back his fate! How much can the dog's life be shortened if the law of heaven cuts it again? The horoscope is the hardest. Black dogs accompany the sky. This is not what Fuyu Mountain has said since ancient times. Besides, you Forget about that...that system we got this afternoon?"

When Wang Gan said the word system, it was very unnatural.

He thought he was crazy, or dreaming.

But it turns out, it's true!

After being stamped by Qin Kun's palm on his stomach, there was an extra columbarium tattoo, and a piece of talisman paper was pasted on the columbarium.

The system in Wang Gan's brain appeared at the same time as the tattoo!

Ghost PK system!

At this moment, Wang Qian was followed by a zombie with stickers on it.

Chu Qianxun remained silent. Her tattoo was an urn on her waist. The urn was a bit delicate, with a white candle burning above it.

Looking at the trembling old ghost with long hair holding an oil lamp beside him, Chu Qianxun didn't know what to say.

That's right, this zombie and that old ghost are the messengers of Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun!

When the two ghost messengers appeared, the two almost killed them, but the system in their brains reminded that the ghost messengers had a loyalty of 100 and could not be eliminated by the host.

【Ghost difference】:

Thunder Zombie

Introduction: The zombies killed by the Maoshan Forbidden Technique Nine Heavens Flying Thunder Curse have developed spiritual wisdom before being killed. After being baptized by flying thunder, their spiritual wisdom will be opened and their souls will be immortal. After being killed, the corpses will be refined into their own magical weapons

Level: Level 33

Identity: none

Skill: Coffin Sealing Fist.

(Comprehensive evaluation: The world is mourning, the universe is prehistoric, baptized by flying thunder, and the ghosts are dead forever)

【Ghost difference】:

Ghoul

Introduction: In the mass grave, corpse oil is ignited, condensed to form ghosts, and they carry lamps all the time to illuminate their lives, fearing that they will never recover

Level: Level 29

Identity: none

Skill: Three Corpse Soul Fire.

(Comprehensive evaluation: The ghost has been roasted in the corpse lamp all year round, gradually refined, and has passed the Buddha nature)

The two became hosts, and the system presented two ghost messengers as gifts. They didn't expect that one day they would raise ghosts, and there was a [Ghost Quest] in the system to gain merit.

Moreover, they saw the exchange of road money in [Ghost Mall].

It turned out that Qin Kun had experienced such incredible things!

At the same time as the absurdity, the two of them couldn't think of anything to say.

The two entered the official temple, and Qin Kun closed his eyes in the main hall to meditate.

He didn't see them all afternoon. Qin Kun saw them coming in and opened his eyes. Behind Wang Gan, there was a zombie ghost follower.And behind Chu Qianxun, followed by an old ghost with a bitter face, with white hair disheveled like crazy, holding an oil lamp.

"It seems that you two are in a good mood?" Qin Kun joked, presumably after the two got the system, the three views collapsed, but now, it seems to have recovered.

Sitting on a chair in the hall, Wang Gan rolled his eyes at Qin Kun: "Damn it! 10 merits are exchanged for a stack of Ming coins, and you actually sold us 1 yuan! Qin Kun, you are fooled by lard!!"

What Wang Gan is most upset about now is that after knowing the truth, he found out that Qin Kun is a hidden rich man.

100 merits are 10 yuan, and he still cries all day long that he has no money? ?

I'm stupid, I'll play a dead body in the crew for a month, and it's still a trick, can I only give you 2800 yuan? !

Qin Kun rubbed his nose: "It's like saying that all my merits are exchanged for ghost coins. I have so many people, so I don't have to spend money on food and drink? A ghost can get 300 merits a month, which is basically enshrined. It doesn't count as cultivation, you count Forget it, 7 ghosts are worth 2100, okay? 2~3 tasks a week, how much can I save on average? Shit!"

300 merit?

Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun looked at each other: "So many?"

They took a few green tasks in the afternoon and only got a little over 400 in total.Seeing so many coveted things in the Ghost Mall, I only now realize how important merit is.

"No, I took 4 missions in one afternoon. It seems that after you branded me the ten-death mark, and then talk to these ghost people, the system will automatically generate missions. How do you say there are only 3 missions?"

Wang Gan was more careful, and found out the problem immediately.

Qin Kun said: "In Yangjian, there are indeed 2-3 tasks a week. This is the realm of hell, and there may be more tasks. So hurry up and seize the opportunity, the opportunity is hard-won."

It's late today, the day in the hell world is the night in the sun, and the three of them rushed from Linjiang City to Sanfen Mountain, and then came here, and they didn't sleep all day and all night.

There was no place to live in the official temple, so the three of them spread bedding in the temple.

Chu Qianxun was sleeping next to Qin Kun's statue of Lingguan, and she got into bed.

The door of the main hall was closed, and the room was not very warm. With a few candles lit, the three of them slept under the quilt, chatting before going to bed.

Chu Qianxun asked: "The system said that 10000 merits are required to enter [Hell Dao Trial]. You really spent 10000 merits to bring us here?"

1W merits can be exchanged for many instruments, all of which can be exchanged for road money, and there are also 1000W soft sister coins!

Chu Qianxun thought of the penny-pinching Qin Kun, and spent 1000W to take them here for a stroll and give them some benefits. No matter how I thought about it, I felt a little unrealistic.

Qin Kun was also sleepy, and got under the covers: "Just think that I took advantage of a system bug. The Nine Corpse Dao Soldiers of the Ji Family, the Blood River Lantern of the Zhuzong, and the Mirage Talisman of the Fuzong can open up a bridge to the Mirage Realm. Don't ask me how I know, I can't tell."

Qin Kun paused and added: "During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Nanzong was not a candle fighting talisman, but candles, sacrifices, and talismans. Later, the priests went to the north of the Yellow River, and the Douzong returned from north to south. Maybe at that time, just Someone has found a way to enter the hell realm trial without merit."

Wang Qian looked at his ghost, and for some reason, he was a little excited.

It's like adding a loyal pet out of thin air.

Wang Gan was sleeping on an altar in the official temple, and Fei Lei stood beside Wang Gan with dead fish eyes.

Wang Gan yawned and said, "From a medical point of view, most ghost hunters suffer from neurasthenia, poor sleep, and short lifespan. With ghosts guarding them, they can sleep well anyway. Qin Kun, you're not bad at all." It was a good thing to do."

Wang Gan didn't say a few words, and started snoring.

In the ghostly official temple, the three of Qin Kun were sleeping tiredly in the main hall, Qin Kun's spiritual official seemed to be hidden in the darkness, and in the house, two ghosts guarded the master like door gods.

……

Outside the house, Qin Kun's seven ghost messengers got together.

"Brother Niu, who are those dead fish eyes and bitter melon face?"

"I don't know either, it seems to be the ghost of Xiaopang and Miss Chu."

Me?When did the two of them get a ghost job? Why haven't they seen it?And it seems that those two ghosts are not low in strength.

Skinning Ghost pinched his chin: "Would you like to show off?"

After the skinning ghost finished speaking, he showed a wicked smile and looked at Niu Meng and the wedding dress ghost.

Among all the ghost messengers, the two of them have the highest prestige.Niu Meng's cultivation level is not outstanding, because he has been with Qin Kun for the longest time, and the wedding ghost is at the bottom, but he seems to have a lot of background and amazing knowledge. Under normal circumstances, the peelers are convinced by Niu Meng and the wedding ghost .

After the Skinning Ghost finished speaking, he saw that the two of them were still.

The skinning ghost was about to ask a question, but suddenly, his back felt cold, he turned his head, and a zombie ghost with a talisman on it appeared behind him, with dead fish eyes staring at the skinning ghost's face, motionless.

"What's wrong with you?" The zombie ghost's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his words were difficult to pronounce.

The Skinner was stunned, damn it, the trickster was found!

Skinning ghost was ashamed, but as the one who is really shameless among the ghost messengers, he immediately said seriously: "Anyone who can't show his majesty! They are all brothers, so what kind of masquerade! I'm peeling, this is Niu Mengniu, our leader Come on, come on, fisheye, oh no, brother zombies, everyone is keeping vigil for the master, so it's better to pass the time with two hands."

The skinning ghost winked, and Xu Tao took out a box out of nowhere. After opening it, it was full of square blocks of wood, and the workmanship was a bit rough.

"Brother Zombie, I'll teach you something. It's called mahjong. We usually play this game. If you lose, you can just pick up Ming coins. You should have it, right?"

Fei Lei has been in a daze for many years, wandering alone without any friends, and suddenly he has a master, Wang Gan, and a spiritual sustenance, and Wang Gan is very kind to him. To complete the task, he was given a stack of coins with a lot of aura.

Fei Leizhu was choked up and moved when he saw that he had new friends again, and they were so enthusiastic.

In fact, even ghosts long to have friends instead of being alone.

"Is this it?" Fei Lei took out a stack of Ming coins in a daze, which was given to him by Wang Gan just today.

"That's right!"

The skinning ghost's eyes lit up, and he beckoned all the ghost messengers to set up a table. This mahjong set was carved by myself and Xu Tao secretly looking for the villagers this afternoon, and it just came in handy.

Mahjong is on the table, Niu Meng sits in the north, Fei Lei is in the west, the skinning ghost is in the east, and the smiling ghost is in the south.

After talking about the rules, the four of them started playing.

On the other side, Xu Tao saw the old ghost with the lantern coming out, and looked at them curiously.

"Old man, come and play a few games?"