The old ghost sect doesn't speak.

"Would you like to be my ghost servant?" Qin Kun gave a chance.

Shukura said seriously: "I am the clan of the Khan, Shukura Nayan! Apart from the Khan, I cannot become a servant to anyone. Even that shaman (mo, he) can only discuss with me and cannot drive me."

"Then do you want to go back to your hometown?" Qin Kun asked again.

"Thank you for your concern, you don't need to go to your hometown anymore. I have never been back after Aruna's death." Shucang looked at the starry sky.

Qin Kun frowned: "What should I do?"

Qin Kun admires the rule-performing ghosts most. Judging from Shucang's standpoint, he is not a problem with appearing in this mountain range. After all, it was the land that the Khan gave him. Isn't it okay before the farmhouse appears?

Shu Cang looked at Qin Kun and suddenly smiled: "Is the master in a difficult situation?"

"It's generally difficult."

Shucang looked at the starry sky: "If the master can go to Daqingshan, please find a stone there and carve it with 'Shucang'."

Qin Kun wondered.

Shucang opened his mouth and said, "Today's meal is delicious. Thank you Master."

After saying that, a melodious song rang out.

“…”

"Girl on the grassland, I left your hometown"

"You guy who is fighting outside misses his bride"

"Look at the blooming flowers, they look so beautiful."

"Look at the vast land, it cannot divide our love."

"I got thousands of cattle and sheep, and I returned to your hometown."

"There is delicious horse milk wine in my hometown, but you are gone"

"You have become a bone, I have become a lonely wolf."

"From now on, no one can enter my heart."

“…”

After the song was sung, a loud noise suddenly came from the end of the sight.

With a bang, the condensed yin energy exploded fiercely, stirring the mountains and fields, and drizzled in the air.

She was stunned while eating peanuts, and... herself exploded? A ghost general, just... herself exploded???

Qin Kun looked up and the drizzle could not fall on him, it was a gloomy rain.

When the sound was still echoing among the mountains, Shucang Nayan disappeared like this.

The headless ghost stretched out his hand, he had no yang energy and could feel the cool rain.

"Master... why did his soul disintegrate?"

Even if the rain cools through the heart, the headless ghost is still confused.

Qin Kun lit a cigarette, spit out smoke, and also learned from Shu Cang's Yan to look up at the drizzle.

"Maybe...too lonely."
Chapter completed!