Fayoutan said: "I'm sure it's him, don't forget that I came from Xunfeng Prison!"

Qin Kun had already walked over while the two were talking.

"Oriental?" Qin Kun lit a cigarette.

"So are you?" the other party asked.

"Yawa Onmyoji?" Qin Kun spit out smoke.

"No, the Chinese ghost hunter."

After the other party said that, Qin Kun choked on a breath of smoke.

Chinese ghost hunter?

Qin Kun looked at the other party's oil-paper umbrella: "This is strange. I know many people in the Chinese ghost hunter. Your umbrella... is very similar to my friend."

The Umbrella Ghost sneered: "Your expression is very similar to my friend."

Qin Kun smiled: "Is that so? What's your friend's name?"

"Qin Kun."

Qin Kun cursed: "Fuck! I am Qin Kun!"

When the Umbrella Ghost heard this, his figure suddenly increased: "Are you Qin Kun?"

In front of him, Qin Kun saw a familiar man named Zhu Li looking down at him.

The monster squatted on the ground, lowered his head, and his pleasant and unpleasant aura appeared in turn. Two cigarette columns of his nostrils spewed out: "Are you sure, are you Qin Kun?"

The monster sneered, while Qin Kun's eyes were dull.

Fengdu Temple, Corpse Extrication Immortal!
Chapter completed!