"Three mountains and rivers flood the sky gate, the souls fly by the Jiuyin River, evil thoughts turn into the body of a boy, breaking the traces of cause and effect in the world!"

"Nine Yin Water Ghost!"

The temple turned into a reed marsh, and the rotten sampan boats flowed along the water one after another. Everyone found themselves standing on a sampan. Around the reed marsh, countless infants and ghost corpses rushed to Qin Kun's sampan.

"Ghost!!!"

The group of people was extremely frightened. What was going on? Why did they suddenly come here?

Qin Kun said with a serious expression: "Five hundred years ago, Japanese daimyo Toyotomi Hideyoshi ended the Warring States Period. He sent troops to North Korea and pointed directly at the Ming Dynasty. Master Zhao Wumian went to North Korea alone to snipe them. This is the reed marsh over there! These ghosts are transformed from the corpses of the Japanese. How about it? Compared to your Olein Priest, it is more than a hundred times more powerful!"

In fear, people often lose the consciousness of thinking. It is too realistic scenes and too scary. They just want to go back to the safe place before.

However, if there are farts, there will be thorns.

"No, this corpse is too small, not a Japanese soldier at all!"

Qin Kun just took a look, and the spiritual power of the monk Shui who was hiding behind him moved, and a big wave broke out next to the sampan, almost lifting the man down.

"The Japanese are so big. Do you have any objections?"

The man grabbed the sampan tightly and never dared to talk too much again.

Qin Kun continued to flatter, "Actually, you have all been deceived by Olein. She is considered a miracle? What is Master Zhao?"

"Yes, yes...Master Zhao, please accept the miracle and let us go back..."

"Yes, Master Zhao..."

Zhao Wumian saw Qin Kun wink and hurriedly retreated to the Mirage Realm.

Everyone who returned to Luanchan Temple had their eyes changed when they looked at Qin Kun and the others.

This group of people and gods are unpredictable. What I saw with my own eyes today feels that it is even more powerful than the spells of Priest Olein!

Qin Kun put the human skin on the Hei Po and sneered: "After talking about it five hundred years ago, I have to mention 400 years ago, when the Qing army entered the pass, Yuan Chonghuan was killed, and the third lady of Hei fought against the Qing army alone. What is Olein compared to her?"

The black lady was stiff all over, why did she pull her head back?

Big brother... Qin Dang's... mother-in-law kneels down for you, okay?

I want to spend the rest of my life with peace of mind, and I don’t want to be in prison!

Hei Po's cheeks twitched, and when he saw Qin Kun patting his shoulder, he gave him an encouraging look.

Hei Po was ashamed and whispered: "There are nearly a hundred people in Qin's family, and the mother-in-law's yin energy is not enough to cover them..."

Qin Kun gave you another look of relief. Hei Po was forced to recite the magic trick.

"The law body of a deserted grass and grave is established, the ghost puppets fly in white dust, the five yin thorn grass produces phosphorus fire, and the wild tomb dares to keep the undead!"

The melancholy sounds poured into everyone's eardrums, and the temple changed instantly, becoming a cemetery filled with weeds.

There was a straw man tied to each grave, like a scarecrow in the wheat field, with blood stains, white bones as the basis, straw as the body, a piece of paper on his face, a blood-red sad expression, and at the same time, he rushed towards him with teeth and claws.

The whimpering sounds were sometimes near and sometimes far away, and dozens of "I died so miserably" sounded one after another, coming from the scarecrow's mouth. When the group heard this, they were all creepy.

"What's the situation! What's this?!"

"Save me and let me go back!"

"Goddess, please take over the magical powers..."

Qin Kun said indifferently: "This is an ordinary village in the north. It was the autumn harvest at that time. The wheat fields were just right, the grains were full, and the pigs raised at home were also very fat. In short, it was another harvest year..." Qin Kun said in pain, "But the Jurchen cavalry suddenly entered the pass and killed this village. The invincible Eight Banners Army was like locusts passing through the border, and the people lived in vain... Yuan Chonghuan was dead, Wu Sangui surrendered to the enemy. The so-called emperor guarded the country, the king died, the country, Emperor Chongzhen was unwilling to surrender, and hung himself on the coal mountain..."

Cang Yidao's long face twitched, and the old Jin tiger's body in the funeral home was shocked. The two looked at each other: "The storyteller of Qin is good... I'm so moved..."

Qin Kun sighed for a long time and found that the words in the comic strips I had read before could not remember them. He quickly stopped to create the atmosphere and said lightly: "Hei Sangu was helpless. At that time, he avenged the village with only one person. After killing nearly 10,000 cavalry, he retired. What is Olein and other things, compared with Hei Sangu?"

Hei Po saw the group of people looking at him with respect, as if a savior of a nation, and had no face to maintain the Mirage Realm, so he quickly removed it.

After finishing today, I am afraid I will be turned into a witch by the Tao of Life and Death. God will not pity me!

The temple has returned to its appearance.

Qin Kun said lightly: "So, do you think Olein is for you to enlighten the wisdom and tuozhi? She knows that there are these hermit masters in Wuzhou, and they are here to use you to make them embarrassed!!!"

Qin Kun made a fuss about this group of ordinary people have been fooled.

Since joining the church, faith has gradually become stronger, but now there is no faith. After the national righteousness has taken root in the heart, the blood of blood has spread rapidly throughout the body.

"You mean that the European priest is using us?"

Qin Kun curled his lips and said, "Those are all people with bad intentions. What do you think?"

One percent of people are waiting and watching, while eighty percent of people are completely suspicious, and the remaining 10 percent of fence-bearers are turning to national justice.

Qin Kun then asked, "You two, let's talk about what miracles there are in Orlein."

The person who was swollen by Qin Kun said dryly: "She saved my daughter's life!"

Qin Kun slapped his thigh: "Then I have to mention that when the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was uprising, the 30,000 victims rescued by Chief Cang Yi!"

Cang Yidao's head shook like a rattle and said loudly: "Dang Qin! No! I am self-disciplined and practiced the Pure Dharma. I can't say this anymore!"

Qin Kun looked at the others regretfully: "See, this is the master. You idiots, you dare to come out and point fingers when you know some fur? Who can give us the courage to admire foreigners!!!"

A tiger roar was deafening, and the tiger's power was aroused. The ordinary people lowered their heads in shame, as if they had done something wrong, feeling a little ashamed.

"All the masters are hiding, we are too ignorant..."

"Don't believe that European woman..."

"Oh, why is this happening?"

"Master Zhao, Hei Sangu... Can you accept us?"

"yes!"

A group of people reacted and loudly announced that they would withdraw from the Great Freedom School, join Caotouzhai, and be under the Feishui Mountain Gate.

Hei Po and Zhao Wumian looked at Qin Kun with great embarrassment.

There are rules for inheritance. This group of people is obviously not suitable to join the path of life and death. They do not know the dangers here and do not have the talent to come in.

Qin Kun took a lot of money: "Of course! Letting you see the face of an expert today is to give you a chance, but you must also stand the test."

“We are willing to be tested!”
Chapter completed!