On the third day after visiting Maoshan, Pingfeng Zhenren went to the Demon City.

Qin Kun lived on Fuyu Mountain.

During the day, the scenery is nice.

At night, it was very lively.

In the wing room of Fuyu Mountain.

The seven powerful old ghosts were particularly happy.

Under the command of "Buddha's Enemy", Yuwen Ke, the Blood Axe Ghost King.

Under the command of Gongsun Feiqiao, the "Xuandu Shenhou", the Silk Ghost King.

Under the command of "Shenwu Taizu" Guo Wei, the White-Red Ghost King.

"Yan Punishment" Bao Xiren is under the command of half-evil ghost king.

"Vajra Moving Mountains" Du Xingyun's command, the ghost king of mountains was carried out.

Under the command of Ma Yongjiang, the Ghost King of Flipping the River.

"Wan Shu Zhenren" under Wuyunzi, the command of Yasha Mingwang.

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

Last time, Fuyu Mountain invited fellow Chinese people to a banquet. They were having a lot of food and drinks. Now they know that Qin Kun would stay in the mountains for a few days and said that they would entertain Qin Kun no matter what.

The seven old ghosts were all the strength of wild ghosts. They could not see the light during the day, and went hunting at night. After catching a few field mice in the middle of the night, Qin Kun's mouth twitched.

"How do I eat? This is a big meal?"

Damn, I didn't let me go to Maoshan for dinner in the afternoon, and said I wanted to invite me to have a big meal, but I got a few voles. Are I a mouse?

The seven old ghosts blinked, feeling that it seemed inappropriate. The Silk-Tangling Ghost King pointed to a faint pangolin next to him and said, "Is this a big meal?"

"This is a protected animal!"

Several old ghosts flattered their mouths: "Why do you have so much trouble?"

Qin Kun: "I..."

"Can you ask me to catch a tiger for you to be considered a feast?" The Blood Axe Ghost King said dissatisfied.

Qin Kun smiled bitterly: "Forget it, all the kings, I'm rude, can you do it..."

As a plea, Qin Kun set up a table of food in the simple hall of Fuyu Mountain.

"This is almost the same!" The White-Red Ghost King licked his lips and was about to start eating.

The half-evil Ghost King stopped him: "Wait, this is the altar, do you remember the rules?"

"We have any rules?" Yasha Mingwang held a whole chicken and prepared to send it into his mouth.

The ghost king narrowed his eyes: "The underworld barbarians don't understand the rules."

"you!"

"Stop it! Follow the rules!"

The statue of the main hall was from the ancestor Lu Jiuhe. When the Five Barbarians invaded China, Lu Jiuhe sent six volumes of heavenly books to Fuyu Mountain, which led to the scene where Fuyu Mountain is scattered and the six sects are prosperous today. The seven old ghosts, led by the Blood Axe Ghost King, paid serious visits to Lu Jiuhe.

The half-evil Ghost King is Bao Xiren's ghost messenger. He is very talented in his eyes and read a sacrificial article that he couldn't understand. It roughly means that he was going to worship the ancestor tonight, but the ancestor has already become an immortal. We will help you eat it. I hope the ancestor will forgive him.

After reading the sacrifice, the seven old ghosts were having a great time eating.

At the door, Qin Kun asked the ghost crew to fetch water, then followed some ingredients from the Maoshan kitchen. After setting the fire, he started cooking the field mice.

The dagger "Purple Land" brought by Yunqiuguan came in handy. The skinning ghost is a great choice. The method is sharp and the dagger is good, so the field mouse was cut cleanly.

"Brother skinning is so awesome!"

The corpse vine ghost came over, and a white flower bloomed from the vine growing in his head.

"Hahahaha, wherever you are." Peeled and said with a complacent look on his face.

"Yeah, skinning, the technique is so sophisticated!" Eunuch Chang came over and saw that the field mouse was cleaner than the imperial kitchen, and praised him again.

The skinning ghost held the grass branch in his mouth and smiled: "Hmph, I was skinned like this back then! I have cut my belly, can I not be sophisticated?"

The voles were washed clean by the Shenjiang ghost in the bucket.

Niu Meng stared at Bull's eyes and said curiously: "Why can't this blood dissipate in the water?"

"Hey, yes, why did the blood gather together?" Ma Lie also came over and looked into the bucket and said.

Chen Jiang ghost smiled: "Brother Niu, Brother Ma, I can only disperse it if I let it disperse. The tiny ghost technique will not reach the elegance of the great hall."

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

Three or four buckets of water were pushed on the ground.

The wedding dress ghost said: "Master must need water to wash, so it's okay to take more."

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

The Xiliang Knight riding a white bone horse smiled and said, "Get it!"

In the middle of the night in the mountains.

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

The room was brightly lit and there were two tables of mahjong. The ghost messengers were having fun.

"Master, look at who they are!"

Eunuch Chang was heartbroken and played mahjong everywhere. It was too much. You guys started playing before you even had it. What kind of style is it? The old tea fairy held the tea and nodded in agreement.

Qin Kun smiled and brushed oil on the field mice and said, "It's not that those old ghosts are always lonely when they guard the mountains all year round. It's better to play with them."

The White-Red Ghost King, the Silk Ghost King, the Skinning Ghost King, the Skinning Ghost is a table, the Skinning Ghost is a scam, and the Hanging Ghost will hand over the cards in the void. The two of them work together and remain silent. After three rounds, the two old ghosts who beat them owe 20 piles of underworld coins.

The King of Ghosts, the King of Blood Axe, the Ghosts of Wedding Dresses, Xu Tao’s table, the Ghosts of Wedding Dresses are beautiful and sweet-mouthed, Xu Tao can tell dirty jokes, the atmosphere is harmonious, and the winner is mixed.

When the King of the Winding River, the Monk of the Water, and the Ghost of the Shenjiang River talked about the matter in the water, they were all yelling about the miserable deaths of their lives back then and they were dissatisfied with each other.

The half-evil ghost king, Zhang Bu was chatting, singing the wind and the moon from time to time, and was in a posture of attracting him to be a confidant.

The Ming King of Yasha, Niu Meng, and Ma Lie sat on the bed eating peanuts and chatting about the underworld. After learning that Qin Kun took down Yanzhou, he was very interested and asked them to tell the details. Niu Meng glanced at the King of Fengxin and began to tell the story.

The King of Fengxin and the King of Longhuai continued to carry out the small circle to the end. The two Kings of Ghosts chose a comfortable position and lay there chatting.

Outside, the sixteenth prince, the smiling ghost, the stone snake girl, Dong Ao, the old ghost in the brocade clothes, etc., were surrounded by Qin Kun. When Eunuch Chang scolded those guys, Eunuch Chang would tell some palace secrets from time to time, which became a midnight embellishment.

"Dad father-in-law, are you still haunted in the palace?"

The smiling ghost blinked his eyes and was curious.

"It's a big deal! Have you heard of the resentful wives in the deep palace? The cold palace is the deepest deep palace. Anyone who dies there is so much resentment. When the family was alive, they saw it twice. I don't know which concubine favored by the late emperor. They crawled on the ground at night, with blood all the way and no eyes, which was too cunning."

Eunuch Chang's voice is sharp, and after lowering it, the atmosphere is very good to tell ghost stories.

The smiley ghost was shocked: "The royal family is really that dangerous?"

Eunuch Chang sneered: "Then do you think Xiao Shiliu died back then."

The sixteenth prince said: "I drank a bottle of sweet medicine, it's so terrible."

Eunuch Chang was speechless: "Silly child, you were poisoned to death. Your IQ was rising."

The field mice were roasted, and the steamed buns that came from the kitchen were also roasted golden.

Qin Kun sprinkled salt and listened to them chatting and chewing food. The field mice tasted quite good, especially this wild one, with two field mice on one steamed bun. Qin Kun ate three steamed buns in one bite, and then he was almost full.

"When the crown, the appetite seems to be smaller?" On another fire, the cooking tea was ready. The old tea fairy waved her hand. The Yin wind extinguished the fire, and even the smoke was locked in it by the Yin Qi.

"Absorption has improved." Qin Kun moved his body, "Stay early tonight, we will stay here in the next few days."

...

In a week, Qin Kun walked all over the Jiufeng of Maoshan and touched Fuyu Mountain from front to back to left and right.

There is a ghost man here, not afraid of insects and snakes, and the mountains and forests are dense, Qin Kun also discovered many hidden caves.

"This is……?"

The Blood Axe Ghost King said: "My Lord Yuwen Ke lived in seclusion in the cave that year. One of my residences."

A cave, less than 30 square meters, is carved with Buddha statues, and the Buddha statues have no heads.

"Buddha's enemy" Yuwen Ke is said to have been a Buddhist at that time. Later, for some reason, he abandoned Buddha and entered the Tao and obtained the Heavenly Word of Tao Seal.

"It's all his carved?"

"It was destroyed in the end before death."

In addition to Yuwen Ke's cave, there is also Guo Wei's. Guo Wei's is relatively secret. There is a green bird seal inside, which is said to be a private seal. This is also one of the current concerns of the White-Red Ghost King.

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

The White-Red Ghost King was stunned and nodded.

"Do you know that there is your master in Bailong Temple?"

The White-Red Ghost King's face was gloomy: "Qin Kun, those are the karma of that year, and the person inside is not my master."

“Is it different?”

The White-Red Ghost King smiled: "Of course it's different. You are a human being, and you may not be able to detect the difference. For the ghost, it is just a remnant soul detained in the White Dragon Temple."

"Yes, every generation of Tiangou has remnant souls who are imprisoned there. So there is no return."

The half-evil ghost king next to him spoke.

Qin Kun was stunned: "Do you know where is there?"
Chapter completed!