After leaving the Death Palace, Qin Kun remembered something.

The captain of the patrol guard I met last time when I came back from outside the city, I once mentioned the "life and death platform". Yes, it is the life and death platform, not the "death palace". Qin Kun had an idea that the captain of the patrol guard... would he be the host of the same era as him?

At least before the ten dead cities change their ownership, the regular places like the Death Palace are called the Life and Death Platform.

"This place has become too strange. I should find someone to find out." Qin Kun thought for a while and walked towards the central block.

Through the fog, Qin Kun came to the central block, which was as lively as ever. It was as prosperous as his territory. Qin Kun used to be very curious about where the Ten Dead City was. The Golden King said ambiguously that this was a place of exile.

There are too many hosts here, too strange, and the tattoos on your body are also strange and diverse, as if these tattoos are some keys to enter here, which can help everyone open the door to this place.

Anyway, no one can answer why the Ten Dead City exists, because when we arrived at Ten Dead City, all memories about our hometown would be temporarily sealed, and Qin Kun didn't remember how his urn tattoo came from.

Wandering on the street, gloomy hawking sounds one after another, suddenly, alone greeting me.

"Yo, this friend! Long time no see!"

Qin Kun was puzzled, he had no acquaintances in the central neighborhood.

The person who spoke was a young stall owner who swallowed his saliva in a lewd manner. Qin Kun seemed to have some impression, but he still didn't remember it.

"Who are you……"

The stall owner shrank his neck, hooked his back and raised his head and smiled: "Hehe, I am Kong Shangzhang, my friend forgot that last time you bought a balconies from me, and there are two female ghosts."

I'm fucking...

Qin Kun slapped his forehead and forgot about it! The things in the elastic space were messy, containing bicycles, talisman paper, a backpack, and many miscellaneous things. After hearing the stall owner, he remembered that he had bought a balcony cover and two urns of female ghosts.

Qin Kun hurriedly took out the urn. As soon as the lid was opened, two wisps of blue smoke rose quietly, and the wind disappeared.

Qin Kun: “…”

This... seems to be dead?

The stall owner was stunned, with a wretched expression closed, and said solemnly: "Friend, you have such a strong yang energy. This female ghost can't stand the tossing. In addition, our female ghost will not return the product if sold."

Seeing that Qin Kun didn't say anything, the stall owner blinked and emphasized: "Friend, if you come to cheat me today, then see me in the 'Death Palace'!"

Qin Kun touched his nose and remembered that the two female ghosts had 2,000 merits. The skinned ghost was unmarried and had no descendants. He always wanted to marry a wife. Qin Kun originally wanted to give it to him, but the skinned ghost was not here, and he forgot about this. The 2,000 merits... were all was wasted.

Qin Kun came to his senses and coughed dryly, "I won't cheat you, I forgot about this."

The stall owner observed that Qin Kun had no intention of making trouble, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression changed to vulgarity: "Friend, see that you have such strong yang energy, buy two more to go home to have fun?"

The stall owner saw Qin Kun's face dark and slapped his forehead: "I've been speechless! My friend definitely doesn't like these sad things. It's great to buy them and give them to the ghost officer. You are a repeat customer, not me, this time the two are definitely the best. If someone comes, you will get 3,000 merits, which is counted as 1,500!"

The stall owner patted the urn in front of him, and his mouth was flying everywhere. The urn was a white porcelain jar. The mouth was sealed with talisman paper. Qin Kun was speechless. This boss was really good at doing business.

"Come one."

The stall owner was a little disappointed, but he was very happy to sell one.

"Okay, I recommend you to buy this. This girl was a chaste and strong woman before she was forced to surrender and died of self-harm. I am very pleased that she can find a good home..."

The boss who had no time to take care of the pimp added a show to him, Qin Kun quickly left.

From the central block to the city gate, Qin Kun saw a figure at the last time at the city gate.

"Yo, my friend, it's you again. Are you going to go out of the city to catch a few ghost servants this time?"

The captain of the city guard was wearing armor and recognized Qin Kun at a glance.

Qin Kun smiled at him: "No, please treat you to a meal, can you enjoy your face?"

The patrol guards were a little surprised, so please give them a meal?

To be honest, when he saw Qin Kun last time, he wanted to make friends, because he knew that the outside of the city was so chaotic that he could come back from outside the city intact, and his strength was definitely not low. When he saw Qin Kun this time, he had not had time to get along with Qin Kun, but Qin Kun took the initiative to invite him to dinner.

"Why?"

"Is it convenient to find you something?"

The captain of the patrol guard thought for a while and nodded, "Convenient."

...

Qin Kun took out the reason for eating and invited the other party, and then found that he didn't know if there was a place to eat in the central neighborhood. In the area of ​​Genshan Prison, there was only a black scorpion tavern. Those who were in contact with each other would invite the other party to have a glass of scorpion juice.

But after inquiring, there is really a place to eat.

A place with the sign "Tianxiang Pavilion" hanging, surrounded by beautiful women, with dark lights, and looking at the sight of female ghosts who had been dead for many years, Qin Kun was sure that this was a brothel and saw a familiar figure.

"Oh! Friends, will you meet so soon?"

As soon as the man spoke, Qin Kun saw that this wasn’t the despicable stall owner who just sold the female ghost?

"Is this your store?"

The stall owner nodded: "Of course! Hey, Gu Xie is here too? Gu Xie, have I asked you to enter my store?"

The captain of the city patrol looked at the man and said sarcastically: "Boss Kong, you have the support of the white god, and you have a good temper. Whoever is surnamed Gu is afraid of you?"

The two of them faced each other in a tit-for-tat way, and Qin Kun could feel that the pimp stall owner seemed to be very capable.

"Is there any food?" Qin Kun spoke and interrupted the confrontation between the two.

The slutty boss smiled: "Yes! Of course there is! This friend, since he is so destined to be together, he will give Gu Shenwei and this boss a big meal."

Qin Kun and the other two were invited to the private room upstairs.

Qin Kun is not used to chatting with a stranger and hit it off at first sight, especially the man, who is obviously not familiar with the city captain.

Boss Kong of Tianxiang Pavilion seemed to be very familiar with the other party. Gu Xie thought for a while: "I haven't asked my friend Daming yet."

"Qin Kun."

"I am Gu Xie, nicknamed "Fox Slave".

Gu Xie made a name for himself and felt a little proud, but Qin Kun seemed to have never heard of this nickname.

Gu Xie didn't mind either and said, "My friend is familiar with Boss Kong. Are you also a Bai Shen person?"

Qin Kun didn't know any Bai Shen, so he said, "No, I bought something from him and met him. Let's stop trying. I am from Genshan Prison. I want to ask about something here this time, I don't know if I can?"

Gu Xie said: "What's the matter?"

"What happened to Ten Dead City more than ten years ago? The three parties started a war, who won? Which force is now taking over Ten Dead City?"

Qin Kun asked a long list, and Gu Xie was slightly stunned.

The new and old things in the Ten Dead City were changing rapidly. People who knew about what happened more than ten years ago were either dead or arrogant. When did a person pop up from the corner and start inquiring about these things?
Chapter completed!