At 4 pm, Riverside Avenue.

Qin Kun lay on the guardrail, looking at the surging river, and found a problem.

He has no ship.

A task that can deduct 400 merits is very difficult. Qin Kun wants to give up, but he has to think of a way to do it when he comes.

The City God waved the order, and Qin Kun called out Niu Meng, peeled the skin, and married the clothes, Xu Tao.

Looking at the four ghost messengers looking around curiously, they found that they were at the riverside. They looked at Qin Kun suspiciously. It was rare to have a ride by the riverside in the middle of the night. What happened to Qin Kun today?

Qin Kun asked, "Who knows how to water? Help me get something at the bottom of the river."

Niu Meng stared at Bull's eyes and said first: "I don't know!"

Qin Kun wondered: "Aren't you awesome?"

Niu Meng said seriously: "I am Hanniu!"

Qin Kun was even more puzzled: "Drought cows don't have horns, right?"

Well……

The bull swallowed: "Actually, I am a drought cow with horns."

Qin Kun is really speechless. Even a fool can tell that he is lying to others, and his acting skills are too clumsy.

He looked at the skinning ghost.

The skinned ghost was eating melon seeds: "Brother Kun, don't look at us, we really can't swim."

The wedding dress ghost sat on the guardrail, playing with his black hair: "Neither can I."

Finally, Qin Kun looked at Xu Tao: "Xu Zhaitao, should you do it?"

Xu Tao always looks like a long coat, with underwear on the lower body, and her chest is exposed. I don’t know how she died back then.

He bit his braid and snorted coldly: "Nonsense! Young Master Xu, I was a fisherman back then. If I hadn't been drowned accidentally, the Xu family's ancestral temple now has a spiritual seat."

Qin Kun: "...Then, then you'd better not go."

It is not worth it to be drowned after giving Xu Tao so much sacrifice.

Water is Yin, and while gathering Yin bodies, it is most likely to disperse Yin bodies. Therefore, there are usually many ghosts around the water, but there are very few big ghosts. If a big ghost appears in the water, it will definitely be a difficult type to deal with, but such ghosts will not easily cause trouble.

"No! You don't trust my water nature!" Xu Tao felt that he wanted to correct his name, "You can't help but not let me go!"

Qin Kun discovered that since he took Xu Tao to have sex once, this guy's enthusiasm has increased greatly, which is a good thing.

"Then, then you go, be careful."

Xu Tao asked Qin Kun clearly, bit his braid, and tugged his hair down hard, and wandered towards the heart of the river.

The reference object from that year is gone, and the river embankment is newly built. If you find a soul sealing stake based on your positioning, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. However, Qin Kun has watched Xu Tao swim to a certain range and open his eyes to see which piece of river water has the heaviest ghost energy.

In less than half an hour, Xu Tao brought a bald head to the shore, and a rotten wooden stake was floating by the river.

"...you, you have to compensate me! That soul-fixing stake is so terrifying! If I had not been promoted to the evil spirit, if I had not used my strength to suck it out, my cultivation would have dropped! You must compensate me, at least I would have to go to the Immortal Court!"

Qin Kun's ghost messenger had obvious qualitative changes after Qin Kun advanced to level 30.

The skinned ghost was originally stuck at level 29, but it jumped into a level 33 evil ghost, Niu Meng level 30, Xu Tao level 31, and the wedding dress ghost is fine, but now it is only level 29, but the level has been improved rapidly and is about to be promoted to the evil ghost.

Even though the Soul-Stationing Pile was eroded by the river for 30 years, its spiritual power was still not damaged. Xu Tao did take a lot of effort to pull it out, and Qin Kun saw it. But you, a god, think about going to the Immortal Court to play with, your uncle! I can't afford to play!

Qin Kun directly chose to ignore Xu Tao's request.

On the riverside road, Xu Tao lay on the ground without any image, and the ghost messengers looked at the bald head.

The bald man opened his eyes with difficulty, and kept spitting out aquatic plants and water insects from his mouth, with a listless expression, but a light golden light burst out from his white eyes.

The light dissipated for a long time, and finally turned into a golden circle next to the pupil.

Niu Meng was shocked in her heart and her expression was incredible.

The wedding dress ghost was also very shocked and narrowed his eyes.

"Buddhist light!" the two of them spoke in unison.

Having Buddha's light does not mean that this ghost is a Buddha. Since ancient times, some ghosts first do evil and then abandon evil and do good. Only when they save countless people will they have the protection of Buddha's light, which is equivalent to being recognized by the Buddha!

Not only those who were monks during their lifetime, but even if they were a great traitor and evil person during their lifetime, they would still have Buddha light on them after their death!

"Amitabha Buddha is the Buddha's light."

Monk Shui pronounced the Buddha's name and tried his best to show his compassion for the world, but his death image was still terrifying, and his lips had rotten. His current cultivation level of a wild ghost could not completely hide the death image, and he looked extremely cunning.

"Monk, where did your Buddha light come from?"

The skinned ghost was a little jealous. He was an evil ghost and thought that he had done a lot of good deeds with Qin Kun, but he didn't expect that he was not as good as a wild ghost.

Niu Meng, Xu Tao, and the wedding dress ghost were also very curious.

After Monk Shui put away the Buddha's light, he glanced at the ghosts. He didn't know if he didn't scan. He was shocked in his heart: I am going to hell, why are so many evil ghosts?! The weakest ones are all the cultivation level of half-step evil ghosts.

Even in his heyday, I'm afraid I can't stand so many people.

The shelf that Monk Shui had just picked up suddenly collapsed, obviously with fear, and said first: "My fellow students, you can't take away this Buddha light! Don't do stupid things!" This guy was obviously afraid of being slaughtered, so he reminded him in advance.

The ghosts were speechless. When they heard that they had saved him and had no intention of robbing the Buddha's light, Monk Shui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmph! You don't believe it!" Monk Shui probably had a problem at the bottom of the river, and suddenly could talk to people. He began to talk about his miserable experiences like a chattering chat.

He grabbed a handful of the seeds of the skinned ghost and kowtowed, "Monster, I was also a famous and surnamed monk! After my death, I was committed to the Buddhist principle of eliminating evil and promoting good. I saved countless people in less than a hundred years. When did any family not worship me? How many people would light up incense and serve me with food before marriage and funerals. You don't believe it! Unfortunately, three stinky Taoists came 30 years ago. I tell you, you don't know how hateful those Taoists are!"

"They found my corpse without any distinction and wanted to crush my bones! How could I bear this kind of stinky Taoist priest who is indistinguishable from black and white? I immediately fought with them for three days and three nights! Guess what? The three Taoist priests were killed by me!"

This guy's mouth is full of mouth, with an expression of "You said I'm not going to hang on me."

The skinning ghost became addicted to it, and handed over the seeds again: "What happened later?"

"Later?" Monk Shui sneered, "Later, the young Taoist priest took advantage of my unpreparedness and injured me. You may not know how powerful the Taoist priest who fought with me was. One could draw a talisman dragon and the other could produce a yang energy and the earth fire chain. If you have obtained the Taoist priest, it is not impossible to be a celestial master!"

"That young Taoist priest is the most despicable. Seeing that he could not beat me, he cried and shouted to avenge his two grandfathers. I tell you, that is, the monk, I am a little kind-hearted. After all, I am a ghost body, and I will not bother with him even if I misunderstand me."

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? I pretended to miss it, and was captured by him and sealed it at the bottom of the river."

Monk Shui sighed: "In the next 30 years, I stabilized the flood and made great merits. The flood more than ten years ago was comforted by me using my lifelong cultivation to save the life of this city. Only then did the Buddha's light come from."

After saying that, monk Shui clasped his hands together, sighed, looked at the river, and said "Amitabha" to tell the vicissitudes of decades.

"Are you finished?"

Monk Shui said, "Of course I've finished speaking. Hey, there is actually a Yang person?"

He is now a wild ghost. Because Qin Kun's yin energy is too strong, he did not realize that he is a yang body. This is strange. Why is a yang man mingled with so many evil ghosts?

"Why, I listen to the donor's meaning and don't believe what the monk said?"

Monk Shui looked a little sad when he looked "You don't even believe this" and saw Qin Kun's expression clearly, his eyes wide open, and his pupils, like needle-tips, began to expand.

"You...you you you...you...you!!"

Monk Shui was like lightning strikes, trembling and stammering, unable to speak, and his heart was rippling. How could this person be here?! And why did 30 years have passed and he has not changed at all!!!

"What are you? This is my master. Brother Shengkun won't suffer any loss."

The skinned ghost introduced.

Lord...Master?

A Yang Man is the master of a group of evil ghosts?!!

Monk Shui was unbelievable, his face was extremely bad, and a bad thought spread from the bottom of his heart and swept his whole body.

Qin Kun stood among several ghost messengers, and the bull stood behind, peeled on the left, Xu Tao on the right, and the front was the little bird's wedding dress ghost.

A Yang man, three evil ghosts, and one and a half-step evil ghost. This kind of pressure almost made Monk Shui almost kneel down.

Brother Kun?

I remember that person...is named Qin Kun...

Now, Monk Shui just wants to cry. I haven’t done bad things in the past few years! Why did I meet this evil star again?

"Hey, Brother Kun, do you know him?"

The skinned ghost saw that the monk Shui looked strange and asked Qin Kun. Qin Kun didn't say anything, so he handed melon seeds to monk Shui, "Monkey, continue to talk about how that shameless stinky Taoist priest abused you. My master is different from other Taoist priests. He takes good care of us and may be able to avenge you."

Monk Shui looked bitterly: "No, no, no, this Dao Master is so majestic. He looks like a dragon and phoenix among people. There is no need to worry about fighting and killing in the world. Dao Master takes action. Suddenly I remembered that there was still a fish in the river. If I left for a long time, it would starve to death. I will take a step first..."

"Slow down."

Qin Kun spoke, and Monk Shui's steps froze and his whole body shivered.

"Master Dao... what are the instructions?" Monk Shui's tongue stiffened, feeling that he was not talking normally.

"The story is well written. I'll give you a chance and get along with me."

Qin Kun threw out a stack of underworld coins.

Monk Shui took the underworld coins and was shocked to find that the spiritual power was extremely abundant. Compared with the faint spiritual power at the bottom of the river, it was simply the difference between the stream and the big river.

"I..." Monk Shui swallowed and saw the bullhead ghost, the skinned ghost, the wedding dress ghost, and the braided ghost were all smiling at him. Obviously, these big ghosts had no malice at all.

"A 30 piles of underworld coins a month, after advancing to the evil ghost, double it. I offer you the cultivation and you do things for me. If you agree, you can choose to be loyal to me. There is only one chance."

The night breeze is cool and silent.

After a long time, Monk Shui absorbed the spiritual power from the underworld coins in one breath.

A reminder popped up in Qin Kun’s mind: Ding! Monk Shui chose to be loyal to you, do you accept it?

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Chapter completed!