In the dark night where you can't see your fingers, the formation balls rise like stars, and light comes!

The original forest turned into a stone beach. Qin Kun's palm was facing down, and the formation ball floated in the air below the palm of his palm. A black shadow was squatting on a slightly larger stone.

Mandrill?

Qin Kun didn't expect that it was a mandrill!

If you subdivided it, animals are considered ghosts after death, but in most cases, there are very few animals and ghosts that people can see. Those who have the ability to show their appearance are generally called - monsters.

The most common ones are the five immortals of fox, yellow, white, gray, and willow.

Qin Kun had hardly heard of the mandrill that turned into a ghost after his death.

"Can speak human language?"

Qin Kun walked over curiously. The mandrill was very alert. When he saw the formation pill in Qin Kun's hand, he felt something was wrong. When Qin Kun came over, the ghost attacked the wall immediately removed. Qin Kun's phone lit up again and the flashlight returned to light.

"Don't leave!"

Seeing that the other party was about to run away, Qin Kun used the soul scimitar technique, and the mandrill hit the pillar with a head-on, with stars appearing.

When it looked back, it turned into a yamen around it.

Above the central hall, there were four big words "The mirror is hanging high". The chief clerk was sitting with a rotten face ghost, shaking a fan, and on the other side was a beautiful female ghost, sitting lazily on the table. The young man was wearing a red robe and looked at himself quietly. Behind him was a eunuch ghost.

The remaining ghosts stood in two rows and looked at the mandrill curiously. The leader was a bull's head and a horse's face.

"Enter the hall." Qin Kun threw the awkward tree gently.

The long drink of "Wei-Wu" came from the yamen immediately.

The mandrill found that he was being carried by two big ghosts into the hall, and his fierce look was revealed.

"You dare to offend the body of the Ghost King?"

The King of Fengxin next to him was speechless. He inserted a knife into the back of the mountain mandrill, and the anger disappeared immediately.

The Dragon Lotus Ghost King exerted force in his hand, and the fangs in the other party's mouth were broken.

"What's the Ghost King... I have to work if I haven't seen it here?" Fengxin Ghost King said depressedly.

The King of Fengxin, who was once the Lord of Yanzhou, showed the Yinlong around his neck, looked at the mandrill with a calm face. Zhang Bu was in the position of the chief clerk, but his status had not improved. The status of the ghost mess under his master was not calculated based on his strength.

The Dragon Lotus Ghost King also turned his head and exposed the Yinlong on his neck: "Is the Ghost King amazing..."

As Yang Shen’s ghost messenger, Qin Kun has no prejudice against the Dragon Lotus Ghost King, but the wedding dress ghost has always had conflicts with Tie Cixian, which led to the old ghost messenger under Qin Kun’s command not getting close to the Dragon Lotus Ghost King.

The reason is very simple, no one wants to offend his elder sister. A living woman holds a grudge like a dead female ghost...

The mandrill was dragged into the hall like a thunderbolt, and was dragged to death by two ghost kings.

Only then did the mandrille reflect it.

What's going on...

Those two guys were the Ghost King just now? Whose Ghost King can do chores!!!

The mandrill was suppressed and other ghost messengers watched.

"It's still a fierce monkey."

"It's hard to see a mandrilling ghost."

"Yes... I haven't seen him even after my death, let alone the Ghost King. This guy seems to have some skills..."

"Old Niu, do you follow the rules?"

The head of the bull head and horse looked at each other, and a copper shackle stuck the mandrill, wrapped it in an iron chain, shouted "beat"! The ghost man who had long been eager to try and then peeled the ghost weapon and hit it.

The old rule that Niutao and Horse Face is to kill a stick. Two ghost messengers happen to be responsible for animals. No matter how cruel this type of animal is, no matter how fierce it was before death or how fierce it was after death, it would be absolutely right to beat it in your own hands.

The mandrill, who had been restricted by ghost energy, had only half his breath after a killing stick. The most painful thing was that he didn't know what kind of ghost trick he had been planted, and he couldn't even scream.

At this moment, Qin Kun touched his recovered ears and asked curiously: "Where did the ferocious monkey come from? Why is it so cruel to start?"

Previously, Qin Kun's ears were cut off in the mirage world of the mountain mandrill. Because the sneak attack was not murderous, Qin Kun even said that Cen Qing asked him to come for this guy.

There is a rumor that there is a sinister in Qianxi who is doing evil everywhere. Although no major incident occurred, many villagers in the village were "cut off their ears" at night, which made Cen Qing very depressed.

Qianxi Lingjian went there several times, but they all returned in vain. The investigators from the General Administration also came and were helpless.

The other party is cunning, strong, and does not cause any major troubles, so Feng Qiang didn't take any time to target him vigorously.

Besides, the ears cut from the ghost hit the wall are often interpreted as punishment by the mountain god. Since there is no chaos, Feng Qiang doesn't want to force that tricky guy too much...

"Who are you?"

The ferocious monkey recovered quickly, and after a while, he became active again, looking at Qin Kun and asked loudly.

Qin Kun did not answer, and the position of the chief clerk was a rotten ghost shaking his folding fan, shaking his head and said, "Master Fuyudi, evil is heartbroken, red-clothed karma, and hundreds of ghosts turn into frost. My name is my turn to ask?"

"Beast, who are you? Sign up!"

Niu Meng was not that polite, picked up the chain and stared at the fierce monkey.

It seemed that the beast ghost had a natural fear of the bull head and horse face. The mandrill glanced at the Fengdu Order on the waist of Niu Meng and whispered: "Manshan scout, Yelang ghost bell."

Yelang? Ghost elbow?

Qin Kun was stunned. He heard it a few days ago that this place belonged to Yelang Kingdom a long time ago.

The skinning, who was also a scout, became interested: "Good beast, are you a scout?"

Shan Mandrill snorted coldly: "Is it strange to be scolded as a monkey army during his lifetime? I have played with the sword!"

This is interesting... Qin Kun knew that there were strange beasts in ancient times, but he didn't expect that he could train the mandrills to become scouts.

Scouts are like soldiers and kings. The mandrill who can serve as scouts must be fierce and agile.

No wonder I cut my ears when I came up. In ancient times, I was led by my military achievements by my ears.

Qin Kun's concept of monkey training was still on riding a bicycle. After looking at the size of the mandrill, he could almost ride a Harley motorcycle.

Half of the tricky problem was solved by catching this mandrill.

Qin Kun looked through the file and looked up and asked, "Since fifteen years ago, you were wandering in this area, right?"

This is the data counted by Cen Qing. The ghosts who cut their ears and hit the walls can be traced back to fifteen years ago. In this area, most villages are in the mountains, and many villagers have been harassed.

"none of your business."

The mandrill was arrogant and the master was despised. A group of ghost messengers immediately became angry. Niu Meng and Ma Lie skinned and hung several warlike ghost messengers. They rubbed their hands and prepared to perform the second round of beatings, but were stopped by the monk Shui.

"Amitabha, you bunch of rough people, don't do it just because you're fine."

As the monk Shui said, his body was filled with ghost energy, and a Buddha moon condensed behind his head.

He folded his hands together and looked at the mandrill with compassion: "Don't be naughty, tell the monk, why do you want to wander around in this area and cut other people's ears scare people?"

Monk Shui is a heroic spirit, and his breath is approaching holy. He smiled with a friendly smile and gently stroked the injured cheek of the mandrill, and the ghostly aura helped the other party repair his body.

"Huh? Does Ah Shui have a new ghost technique?" Qin Kun and several ghosts in person looked curiously.

Peeling was surprised: "Hiss--it's very similar to the smiling moon, but it seems to be able to cure the wound!"

Eunuch Chang nodded: "The ghosts who practice Buddhism are indeed different!"

It seemed that the fire of the mandrill was smoothed out, and his eyes were no longer fierce. But the next moment, the mandrill bit the wrist of the monk Shui.

The sound of monk Shui killing a pig resounded throughout the yamen. The mandrill was peeled and forced to open his mouth after being peeled. Monk Shui's hand was pulled out.

"Kill the Thousand Swords! The monk and the monkey in "Journey to the West" get along well with each other!!! Let me go, I want to save him!"

Monk Shui pulled out the peeling Pu Dao and rushed towards the mandrill, and was stopped by everyone.

"Not to do it! A Shui, don't be impulsive, it will ruin your practice! You are a heroic spirit, a heroic spirit..."

Monk Shui suddenly turned his head: "Western, help me with a cannon and bombard this beast, I'll give you money!"

In the corner of the yamen, Qin Kun's newly collected artillery ghost was incompatible with the atmosphere, so he did not participate. Suddenly, he found that Monk Shui ordered him, his eyes twitched, and he looked at Qin Kun helplessly.

Qin Kun was so quarreled that he took the monk Shui back to the City God Order, but he looked at the hall: "Okay, you have offended all the ghost messengers under my command. Next, I will ask you what you say, otherwise, these people will avenge themselves."

"I didn't kill anyone! Why do you take revenge?!"

"I said it was to avenge my personal revenge... You bit him, and as friends, can't you beat you?"

After Qin Kun said that, Niu Meng hit the mandrill sky spirit with a stick. Most of the ghost kings who had just recovered could not bear it and suddenly hit him, and was beaten to death.

A cow's hooves were fiercely stepped between the legs of the mandrill, only three centimeters away from the key points.

The earth trembled, the mandrill trembled, the bull squirted out a heavy breath, and said muffled: "I'll give you ten numbers, tell me why I'm playing ghosts and slashing people's ears! If I don't explain it clearly, I'll bear the consequences!"

Niu Meng started counting down before the mandrill agreed: "Ten, nine, eight..."

Shanmeng was anxious. These guys seemed to be really angry... He wanted to care about the dignity of the Ghost King, but found that Niu Meng had already counted to the "five".

The mandrill hurriedly said, "I didn't worship after I died. Cutting my ears was a scare of them! They thought that the mountain god was angry, and letting them go home and put on offerings in the mirage world and they would be safe. They usually reveal my face to those people. I was a mandrill, and it was not bad that they thought it was the incarnation of the mountain god. They called my name and worshiped me, and I could enjoy it. It was that simple!"

After Niu Meng finished counting, he hit the back of the mandrill with a stick. This was a magic weapon. It hurts to beat ghosts. The mandrill was tear out of tears: "You have no faith!"
Chapter completed!