‘Ding! Mission completed’

Qin Kun reminded in his mind that the task had been completed.

But he didn't leave.

A large statue of the City God, with fine cracks echoing crisply in the main hall.

It seems that the statue of God is about to collapse...

"You want to occupy this temple?"

Qin Kun walked to the door and blocked the old man.

The old man looked at the statue of the god. The statue of the City God had no spiritual power, no fluctuations, and was lifeless. It was just a clay sculpture. He could see that the young man in front of him seemed to be guarding this thing.

"It's not about occupying, it's about temporary residence. I need some faith power to restore my strength and help me return to the Vatican." The old man paused, "As a condition, I can protect the people of this city."

The holy voice, kindness, kindness, the old man's eyes, with sincerity.

Qin Kun nodded and said, "You occupy this place or stay here temporarily, it really has nothing to do with me."

The old man's chest was blocked.

"No...it's not your business, why should I care so much?"

Qin Kun pointed: "I kowtowed."

"What then?" the old man didn't understand even more.

"You also want to sit on the stage of gods when you are always high?"

"Yes, only that position can receive the incense from the believer. I need a new Dharma body, which can be shaped, and the layer of soil outside it will peel and become my appearance."

"Are you worthy? Are you worthy to sit there? Old ghost."

The atmosphere around him fell into silence, and the old man's expression was a little stiff.

In Western religions, when great figures such as heroes die and ghosts appear, they are called "Heroic Spirits". This is a group of good ghosts who turn into heroic spirits after death and continue to protect their descendants and their people.

Among the "Heroic Spirit", those who do the most good deeds and receive the most respect, and those who are pure and filthy will be called the "Holy Spirit"!

There are only 12 "Holy Spirits" in the Vatican. Back then, the French cavalry was invincible to Europe. Napoleon directly stripped the pope of secular power and sealed all of these 12 "Holy Spirits".

How many years have passed, I don’t know if the new ‘Holy Spirit’ has appeared. In short, their generation has passed.

The old man slept in the Misilian Altar for hundreds of years. The Misilian Altar changed hands several times and went to China.

The great "Holy Spirit" became extremely weak, even so, he was also the "Holy Spirit"! The Corsican monster would not blaspheme it. Where did this young man have the courage to call himself an old ghost?!

"Young man, I'm not an old ghost."

"Old ghost, I'm not a young man either."

The old man wanted to say something, but when he heard the sound of a knife entering the flesh, he looked at his stomach in surprise.

A black spear tip pierced into the belly.

Unbelievable, and have to believe it!

"The kindness of Allah will never allow believers to be harmed, but you are heresy and will be punished by God! Holy Light... Punishment!"

Blood flowed out of the old man's mouth. The ghost that had condensed from the yin spirit was very weak. It was poked into Qin Kun's ghost spear "Xuanwu". He chanted a spell. The golden light in his hand suddenly shone, but it seemed like a bad light bulb. The golden light collapsed and disappeared into the air.

this……

He felt that his pure spirit body could even reflect the starlight, but now there was a foul breath spreading. The foul breath came out from the spearhead like a black nematode and crawled into his whole body.

"You are a demon! The demon from the abyss can actually pollute the holy light!!!" the old man was incredible.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Qin Kun flashed impatiently, and with a palm, the urn appeared and pulled the other party into it.

‘Ding! Successful shelter!’

‘Ding! If the refining fails, this ghost body will bring blessings and cannot be refined into a Yin candle’

Qin Kun could see that everything the Holy Spirit said from beginning to end was true, but he did not accept it. It is natural for anyone to protect his family. Even if the City God is a adobe without any spiritual power, there are three branches of the Southern Sect in Linjiang City.

Qin Kun didn't catch any cold at all when this old ghost looked like a savior.

Do you care about it?

"You killed that golden ghost?"

From beginning to end, the girl spoke until the Holy Spirit was received by Qin Kun to the urn.

Qin Kun saw a group of people coming in outside the City God Temple and gave her half of the human skin cloak.

"Start now, don't talk." Qin Kun said, ignoring the girl's struggle, pasted her a piece of talisman paper, and carried her to the sacred platform and sat down.

The girl saw that the person had already walked to the door, but Qin Kun didn't dodge and sat in the middle.

It's miserable!

The girl took a deep breath and kept swallowing her saliva. It seemed that she was about to fight to the death.

However, Qin Kun's hand grabbed her shoulder tightly: "Don't move."

"Do you want me to be shot into a sieve?" the girl lowered her voice.

"If you don't want to be shot into a sieve, don't move." A warning flashed in Qin Kun's eyes.

"You... are so crazy!!!"

...

Qin Kun's promise was not believed at all, but there was no way, because the group of people had already broken in.

"search!!"

Seven people in black suits walked in, unified black sunglasses, with two submachine guns, a sniper rifle, and the others were all equipped with pistols.

They searched for places where people could hide. When the girl saw the place where the motorcycle was placed under the Gods Platform was taken a look, there was no expression on their faces.

Huh?

"Brother Yun, no one."

"Brother Yun, there is no one here."

"Brother Yun, no."

The group of people searched the entire main hall and finally surrounded the sacred platform.

"Isn't there anyone..." The man in the lead, wearing white gloves, pinching his chin... He raised his head and the girl found that he just glanced in his direction and diverted his gaze.

"Brother Yun, there are footprints on the ground!"

"So many footprints should be from the pilgrims."

The man named Yun brother stood 1 meter in front of Qin Kun and the others. This dangerous distance almost made the girl's heart jump out, but Qin Kun's expression was very calm, and he sat there motionlessly, looking at the group of people.

"Hehe... Could it be that we were looking for the wrong one?" Brother Yun said suspiciously.

"Impossible! Brother Yun, outside the City God Temple, the girl's wheel mark was turned to this, so we will not be wrong in tracking!"

Brother Yun was even more confused: "Is it because someone helped her?"

Help? How to help?

Everyone was puzzled, Brother Yun looked up and looked at the statue of the City God Temple.

Everyone said curiously: "Brother Yun, you are not talking about City God, are you?"

"Haha? The City God still saves the beauty? It turns out that the gods are so lustful."

"Brother Yun, stop kidding. If that girl kills our two brothers, the City God will help her? Are you blind?"

Brother Yun raised his hand and stopped their chat: "There are gods, Amu and Azhong, kneel down and kowtow to apologize."

"Brother Yun...you..."

"Apologize!"

When the two subordinates heard this, they found that Brother Yun was not a joke. They immediately knelt on the cushion and kowtowed three times.
Chapter completed!