During the day, the streets are wide and the view is wide, and the mood sometimes becomes cheerful with the view.

The buildings in the Paris city are low, because the explicit regulations are not higher than 50 meters. The square here is not big, but there are few people, making it look wider. Bluestone roads and white doves everywhere are accompanied by the old city buildings polished by wind and frost, forming a pleasing picture.

‘Survival Mission: French Republic’

‘Task Purpose: Finding the Sealed Holy Spirit’

Qin Kun was completely confused by the sealed Holy Spirit. First of all, the Holy Spirit is extremely rare. The ghost with great merits is worshipped at the same time. And it has not disappeared so far, so it has the conditions to become the "Holy Spirit"!

All the conditions are so harsh that it is unreasonable. Even with the system's urine nature, the place where one appears may have a necessary connection with the Holy Spirit. Then looking for the Holy Spirit is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Also, the Holy Spirit is definitely not a certain level of a ghost, but a state of mind. Theoretically, the fluctuations of the wandering soul level can also become the Holy Spirit. Of course, the Holy Spirit receives so much incense, so it will definitely not be a wandering soul level.

So so far, Qin Kun has only seen two holy spirits, one is the old man in the jar when he first met Du Qinghan, and the other is Wei Tuo.

Wait... Wei Tuo?

At a dark corner, Qin Kun flipped his palm and an urn appeared.

Seeing that there was no one around, a burly Holy Spirit in golden armor was summoned!

A few days ago, Wei Tuo's Palace was smashed, and Wei Tuo was about to disappear. Qin Kun put him in the urn. The magic of the urn is that any ghost inside will only consume the ghost energy to survive, and will not be dissipated. This is a cage that cannot be survived and cannot die. At that time, Niu Meng's patriarch, hanged ghosts, etc. were locked up here, even if they could not die.

Wei Tuo was naturally not dead, but his ghost energy was almost exhausted. He had not seen him for a few days, and he was seriously injured, so his strength had dropped to the evil ghost.

Called out by Qin Kun, Wei Tuo looked around. Although the sun was still dazzling in the shadows, he whispered: "Boy from the Taoist sect, what are you looking for me? Put me back quickly, I will be scattered!"

Qin Kun has seen many ghosts who don’t like urns, and the first one who likes to stay in.

Qin Kun asked, "Brother Wei Tuo, what's the matter?"

"Tell me quickly! I'm almost running away with all my evil spirits!"

As a temple spirit, if you leave the temple, you will be similar to a balloon. After the ghost's energy leaks, you will almost lose your soul.

Wei Tuo was very anxious. It was good to stay in the urn, so why did you let me out?

Qin Kun then said, "Don't worry, just one thing, can you sense your ghost like you?"

"I...a similar type? a Buddhist ghost?"

“No, the Holy Spirit.”

"Holy... Spirit? What is the Holy Spirit?"

"You don't know the Holy Spirit? You are the Holy Spirit!" Qin Kun was speechless.

Wei Tuo was stunned and thought for a while: "Hiss... I remembered that my partner seemed to be regarded as the Holy Spirit, so I should be the Holy Spirit."

Um?

"Do you have a partner?"

Qin Kun has only heard of Niu Tou having a partner with Horse Mirror, Bai Wuchang having a partner with Hei Wuchang, Bao Zheng having a partner with Gongsun Ce, but he has never heard of Wei Tuo having a partner.

"Who are you partnering with?"

"Bodhisattva of Galan! Oh, it's Guan Yu."

puff……

Is your partner Guan Erye?! Qin Kun heard that Guan Yu was regarded as Guan Sheng Emperor in the Taoist Sect, and this is the first time that he had heard of the title of Bodhisattva Jialan. However, now he has no time to say this.

"Stop it, let's talk about the second master later. Can you feel the Holy Spirit?"

Wei Tuo thought for a while: "If it was the ghost energy fluctuation like Galan, it should be possible!"

During the day, Qin Kun traveled in Paris. In the 1980s, the war quelled, the market revived, the European economy rose, and the prosperity was thriving.

This is a great place to travel.

At night, Qin Kun searched for the cancerous gangsters hidden in the city to find the right one, robbed money and was carefree all night, and also used the time at night to send ghosts out and take Wei Tuo to find clues to the Holy Spirit.

Wei Tuo's ghost energy consumed a lot, and he needed dozens of stacks of underworld coins to worship it in one night to barely ensure that the ghost energy would not be lost. It was like a bottomless pit. Qin Kun didn't know when this day would be.

After staying for a week, Qin Kun offended all the gangs of all sizes in Paris. Rumors spread everywhere in the underground society, saying that there was a mysterious man who recently specialized in gangs to rob. Those robbed gang members didn't even remember what the other party looked like, but only knew that they were an Eastern Host. For a moment, Qin Kun's identity was covered with a fog.

On the ninth day, Qin Kun sat in a restaurant.

The dining etiquette here is very cumbersome, especially in a slightly high-end restaurant. The waiter will tirelessly remind you that Qin Kun is also a regular customer. He stuffs napkins into his clothes and tastes the food on his own.

"Trust...snail...foie gras...no one can get used to it." Qin Kun put the pasta on the fork, and the sweet and spicy pasta was particularly unpalatable. The food here was simply tormenting.

After paying and tipping, Qin Kun looked up, and several men in suits and ties in the corner were looking at him. Qin Kun put the last piece of bacon into his mouth and smiled at them.

Pay the bill, leave, go out.

With the eyes of the sky, the men in suits and ties were indeed following him.

"There is a gun..."

Qin Kun shook his head, "How much resentment is, I'm here to travel. I'm lending you some money, so there's no need to put such a big battle."

Turning into an alley in an old street.

A few people rushed towards this side in front.

Qin Kun lit the tobacco and put it in his hand. When he was about to reach the intersection, he was stopped.

"Sorry, sir, you left too calmly. It seems that you don't take our "Sword of Gaul" seriously."

A man wearing sunglasses walked sideways out of the intersection and played with the ring on his fingers.

A few days ago, it was the "Light of Marseille", and now there is a group of "Gallic Swords". The gang-bound Europa continent impressed Qin Kun quite deeply. The racism here is very serious. After all, Europe is a place of blood, and it has regionalism and belief contradictions, which makes this continent extremely complicated.

Anyway, Qin Kun provoked one of them, and he also provoked one of them. There were too many lice, so it was not itchy.

"Sorry, sir. I'm not targeting you."

"Oh? Do you know how scared? Hahaha... In three days, four of the Gaul disciples have been robbed by you, and even Mr. Du Wen was humiliated by you. Your provocation will bring tons of rewards!"

"Afraid?"

Qin Kun felt that the other party would have misunderstood.

"No, no, I mean, I just picked a few of you guys, and you are not worthy of me."

The man in sunglasses was furious.

Without waiting for his order, the gang members in suits rushed towards Qin Kun.

At both ends of the alley, more than a dozen people rushed over, some of them wearing guns, but if they didn't pull out their guns, who would be the enemy of one unit?!

He squeezed his fists and the first Gaul man who rushed over was punched to the wall and fainted!

Overlord hanging paintings!
Chapter completed!