The water ghost called himself a Shenjiang ghost. His ghost skills were all close-fitting ghost techniques. In the water, combined with close-fitting ghost techniques, they were as quick as fish, but on the shore, there was a tragedy.

Qin Kun's order was to beat him up, and a few ghost servants would not violate it. Eunuch Chang, who could only kill, put away the dead head bowl and sat next to the bluestone to make tea and taste tea. The wedding dress ghost was unwilling to participate as a woman. Niu Meng, skinned, headless, hanged ghost, and water monk, but the five ghost generals were very happy to beat him.

They all found that this Shenjiang ghost was very strong. If it was a fighting technique, it felt like it could compete with skinning, but it was this kind of opponent that would feel the most when beaten up!

Niu Meng was pressing the formation behind, and seven iron ropes were eager to try. From time to time, he couldn't stand the skills and tried to pull them. The other four ghosts took out the cooperation that had disappeared for the time. The hanging ghost's life-hungry rope was pulled, and the Shenjiang ghost was hung upright by the hanging head, and the skinned ghost grass stabbed, and the headless head-pulling technique was instantly used.

Monk Shui shouted: "Good fight!"

The Shen Jiang Ghost was beaten to death by continuous ghost techniques and shouted: "You don't talk about morality! What's the point of bullying more people!"

"Stop talking nonsense. My master has asked you a long time ago. You said you were 90% sure to escape. Are you running away?" He peeled the grass branch and kicked it hard. The Shenjiang Ghost hung in the air like a pitiful sandbag, screaming in pain.

Chen Jianggui roared in his heart: How did I know that your master raised so many big ghosts!!!

Eight ghost generals, three of them didn’t take action!!! Where did this young man come from!

I thought that only one ghost monk, even if there was one more, he was not his opponent. The young Taoist priest on the opposite side was too sinister and tricked him to the shore, set up a formation to trap him first, and then beat him up!

Chen Jiang Guixuan's intestines were all green. Why did he feel inferior just now? He had to provoke the other party!

The beating lasted for a stick of incense, and the incense he had just absorbed was spit out. The Shen Jiang ghost was taken to Qin Kun by several ghost officers, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and was in a mess.

Qin Kun saw his eyes, with humiliation and resentment, and wanted to kill someone.

"Don't convince?" Qin Kun asked lightly.

Chen Jianggui hardened his neck and said, "I don't agree!!! I have the ability to do it alone~"

Before he finished speaking the word "picking", Chen Jianggui burst into tears and snot. There was a monk's shoe between his legs. The monk Shui behind him raised his foot and kicked Chen Jianggui's crotch without any bias.

The golden elixir under the crotch is broken, and even the gods have to kneel down!

Qin Kun understands the other party's pain very much. Who made you mess with monk Shui? This kind of monk has long been distorted inside, and he is very proud. If you beat him into a pig's head, can he let you go? You are not careful, alas.

Qin Kun shook his head with a sigh, and saw the ghost of Chen Jiang sniffling his legs, comforting him: "We have something to say, my Taoist skills can invite ghosts to the body. If you fight with me alone, you may not win half of it. Don't be dissatisfied. That's all for today. Be safe as your He Bo in the future and don't cause trouble. In addition, thank you for the great free teaching."

After Qin Kun said that, he threw out more than a dozen stacks of underworld coins and took back all the ghost messengers. He picked up the bowl on the bluestone with his fingertips.

The formation was withdrawn.

Chief Cang Yi and others discovered that Qin Kun stretched his waist and walked towards him and looked suspiciously at the water ghost kneeling on the ground.

Well……

Qin Dang’s family beat the other party up?

The water ghost's Yin Ling was so powerful that they had experienced it when they got ashore. No one could guarantee that they could beat the other party, and it was so light.

"Qin Dangjia, this is a big ghost. Staying here is a hidden danger. It is better to let my mother-in-law take it..." Hei Po looked at the weak water ghost greedily with a shy face. Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qin Kun without hesitation.

"I'm not capable anymore, bullying a seriously injured Xie San?"

Qin Kun looked contemptuous. As the witch of Caotouzhai, Hei Po probably had practiced a lot of ghost-refining witchcraft, so Qin Kun could not see the other party taking advantage of others' danger.

The black lady choked, her chest was blocked, and her heart was roaring: You said it, this is evil! What's wrong with me refining it?

But seeing Qin Kun's bad expression, she had to give up and withdrew her greedy gaze.

If you can't train him, it's better not to get evil. If this guy causes trouble for him in the future, he will not be able to withstand it without Qin Kun's protection.

When a group of people left with Qin Kun, there was a cry behind him.

"Wait! The master left me a name! When my injury heals, I want to find you... Cough, I want to take revenge on the guy who just beat me!"

"Linjiang, Qin Kun. Welcome to find it, and don't make a taboo!"

The sound came with the wind, and the Shenjiang Ghost watched Qin Kun go away quietly.

"Linjiang...I remember it."

When the Chen Jianggui saw that there were more than a dozen stacks of ghost coins around the bluestone, he wanted to discard it, but he was reluctant to let it go. He sucked it in a big mouth and patted his bloated belly. It seemed that the pain under his crotch had also decreased. He pierced his thunder into the water and disappeared again.

...

...

Wuzhou has a special geographical location. At night, it is terrible.

With a visibility of less than twenty meters and lush trees, it is even colder than ghosts.

Luanchan Temple is just south of Wuzhou City, and it takes an hour to drive. No one in the car would expect that the group of people they were looking for would take root in Luanchan Temple.

"The Qin Dang Family, Luanchan Temple is not a good place. In Wuzhou, no one dares to go except the old monk and his disciple who can stay there for a long time, especially at night. Why don't we choose to go during the day?"

"Aren't the people in the Great Freedom Sect here? They can't go, can't we? Are you afraid?" Qin Kun asked back.

Cang Yidao was sweating coldly: "It's not that I'm afraid, but no one is afraid. It's very easy for strange things to happen at night in Luanchan Temple. Even if you are a fellow traveler of life and death, you will have an unexpected accident. Seven years ago, the abbot, Master Tiechan, celebrated his birthday, and the poor Luanchan Temple was so poor that he couldn't get rid of the pot. The "Holy Monk" of the Buddha Lin Temple came from afar, but in fact he gave money to Master Tiechan. As a result, he got lost near Luanchan Temple. He was seriously injured when he was discovered and fell into a coma for three days."

ah?

Qin Kun's mouth twitched, looking disbelief.

The five first-class ghost-catching masters in the Taoist Life and Death of China, except for the great power of Douzong Tianlong, the judging family Xuanru, the Yulong Mountain Yulong Taisui, and the Fengdu Temple Painting Fairy, the last one is the Saint Monk of the Folin Temple.

It is said that the previous generation of the accompanying Tiangou never recognized the title of "The First Heavenly Master of the Republic of China", but called himself "The First Heavenly Master of the Jiangnan", because he had never fought with the holy monk. Some people said that Yang Shen was not sure, and some people said that the holy monk was cool to fight. In short, if a senior like Ge Zhan looked at, even if Yang Shen had seven ghosts in the past, he would probably not have much advantage over the holy monk.

All the elders with such status were injured?

Qin Kun thought about it carefully and said that the Buddhist monks’ lands, diaboloss and white bones, chaotic Zen and shamans, and chaotic Zen temples are said to be extremely poor in feng shui and have big problems. There are at least two months or six months there, people will become crazy. Could it be that even seniors of the level of holy monks can’t stand it?

"Then...it's better to go during the day. By the way, the old monk you just mentioned is Master Tie Chan?"

When Qin Kun went to Sanfen Mountain for the second time, he met Monk Tiechan in Sanfen Mountain. He never heard anyone mention him again, and he didn't expect that he was still alive.

Chief Cang Yi smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, Master Tiechan is a bit crazy, and I don't know where he has gone to in recent years, but his lair has been occupied by others. Alas..."

At night, everyone agreed with the advice of Master Cang Yi. Qin Kun also felt that since this place is so weird, it would be better to find a place to stay for the rest of the night, and it would not be too late to go tomorrow.

"Then you tell me, why did those guys live in Luanchan Temple?"
Chapter completed!