At night, the old street of Baihu Town, Ghost Catching Inn.

"My little master, that's it. It's been two months. I don't know what evil has caused. Those guys ran into my dreams at night, shouting beside me, chewing on my quilt. I'm not afraid, I'm just annoyed... My job is not good, I have no strength..."

A greasy uncle seemed to have carefully dressed up, wearing a suit, with a slight belly, and sitting in front of Qin Kun with a bitter face, drinking tea. After siping it, he thought the tea was pretty good, so he chewed it together.

This uncle is a guest who came to the door today. He is a butcher in the slaughterhouse. The equipment in the yard is not advanced, and most of the work still needs to be done manually. This is also a consistent craft. He kills countless pigs and sheep every day. But two months ago, he dreamed of being killed beasts harassing him every night, which made him very depressed.

The uncle touched 10,000 yuan and put it on the table. He clasped his hands to Qin Kun and begged, "I also saw a psychologist. He said that I had something wrong with me. I had to take twelve courses of treatment and recuperation. I had to spend 5 yuan to buy medicine. This is impossible... I can afford the medicine, but I still have an old mother and son to raise it. How can I stop working?"

After hearing the uncle's words, Qin Kun was speechless. Since ancient times, butchers have a strong evil spirit and are invincible to ghosts and gods. Is this a man-killing pig king? Did he even encounter revenge on animals?

"Let's do it." Qin Kun accepted 3,000, and the rest retreated. "I'll show you a way. You go to the statue of the Niutou Military Officer in the City God Temple to kowtow three times. Please go home with the statue of the Niutou and offer incense every day."

"Ah? Can this work?" The greasy uncle blinked.

"Thousands of troops are avoiding the black and white travel, and cattle and horse gather together and thousands of beasts cry. The cow head and horse face are originally used to deal with beast ghosts, so there is no big problem. If there is still a nightmare in a week, I will return the money to you intact."

Although the greasy uncle looked honest, he was not stupid. He waved his head and said, "Don't! Master, you look down on me too much. I believe you came here. I heard from my friends that your place is very effective. As long as I can sleep soundly, there is no problem with 3!"

The greasy uncle refused to accept the money he had withdrawn. He closed his hands and bowed to Qin Kun: "Please, Master, I will do what you said."

OK...

The world is so wonderful. Some people who don’t believe in ghosts and gods, and some people who believe in ghosts and gods.

These slaughterhouses believe this. Since ancient times, butchers have not been a low-income group. Don’t be sloppy, there is enough money. This time, no matter whether the method given by Qin Kun is effective or not, the greasy uncle will never save money. Maybe this relationship can be used in the future.

The other party was free and easy to leave, Qin Kun shook his head helplessly, divided the money into three parts, and looked at Wang Qian and Chu Qianxun.

"What's wrong with you two tonight? You're so silly."

Just celebrate the Qingming Festival, the two of them will live like this, and they won’t be so sad, right?

Wang Qian smiled with a shy face and said, "Nothing."

Fatty people are thief. Generally, nothing can be seen on their faces, so the eldest lady is more upright. The sorrow is written on her face, which is beyond words.

Qin Kun made a cup of honey black tea for Chu Qianxun, leaned over and said, "Miss, what's the matter? Did you see someone or something? Are you so worried?"

Chu Qianxun was stunned. Seeing Qin Kun showing his attentiveness, he gave Qin Kun a blank look: "I've seen an acquaintance, two!"

both?

"who?"

Wu Xiong, Cui Wuming, and Chu Dao did not give any instructions not to let Chu Qianxun speak out. Chu Qianxun said, "Fatty, his master, and the head of the family."

Um?

Qin Kun was slightly stunned. Wu Banxian is back? And... Old Cui?

"What are they doing in Linjiang?"

Qin Kun looked at Wang Gan as he spoke.

"My master comes whenever he loves you, do you care? I've been abroad all year round, and he is not allowed to return to his hometown to worship his ancestors?"

Wang Gan curled his lips.

Qin Kun said contemptuously: "Your master is here to worship ancestors, what is Cui Wuming doing?"

Wu Xiong didn't care. Old Man Cui was both good and evil, and was almost carved from the same mold as Zuo Jinchen. He was not very likable. He had seen someone who stepped into the coffin with half his foot. He wanted to steal his ten-death seal all day long. He was not a good person.

Chu Qianxun sighed and told Qin Kun about his morality.

Qin Kun was a little surprised when he heard the three of them fighting. The Southern Sect and Northern Sect belonged to Fuyu Mountain, but the disputes have been around since ancient times. However, he never heard of people coming from the Demon City to fight from all over the world. Only when he heard the reason for their fighting, he gradually understood.

I thought the exciting fighting was the focus of Chu Qianxun, but who knew that Chu Qianxun hesitated for a while and told him about Chu Dao and Wu Xiong's discussion about him.

Qin Kun was silent for a while before taking a breath of air conditioning, he said quietly: "You mean, Yang Shen had been backfired when he was on the body?"

"yes."

Chu Qianxun and Wang Gan didn’t know about it before, but they only knew about it when they heard Chu Laoxian and Wu Banxian chatting today.

I'm good at it...

Qin Kun smacked his tongue.

This is indeed not good news.

Yang Shen was called the first celestial master of the Republic of China. Looking at the path of life and death in China, except for not fighting with the holy monks of Folin Temple, everyone else was convinced by him.

The Lord of the King of Fire is a title given by Maoshan.

The word "Zun" is called "Yang Shen" by the tomb of Maoshan. Yang Shen's status can only be looked up to.

I heard from Mr. Ge that Yang Shen is at most the seven ghosts, and he is almost invincible among his peers. Unexpectedly, he has suffered backlash?

"Are you worried about me?" Qin Kun gradually guessed why the two were frowning.

The two sighed, and although they were a little pretentious, they nodded. The fellow Taoists in the same pit had a tacit understanding. The same generation in Fuyushan, Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun, were closest to Qin Kun. They really didn't want to see Qin Kun be counterattacked one day and become human demons.

Qin Kun was a little moved, but said casually: "Don't worry, I have a sense of responsibility."

Chu Qianxun drank black tea and said disdainfully: "Senior Yang was very sensible back then, but the Qing Dynasty national guru Sahalian went south, and he could only be forced to take action. You know, the powerful things that accompany Tiangou in all dynasties were not Taoism, but the Taiyi Jiuling they had endured! The same is true for Maoshan!"

Taiyi Jiulian, commonly known as the Nine Ghosts!

The body of Taiyi pure yang carries the ghost of Taiyi pure yin, and combines the two into the Tao!

Taiyi Jiuling is not a secret method of life and death. Many people know it, but not many people practice it because not many people can bear it. In other words, when Yang Shen met Sahalian, he was facing a great enemy, and he might have been hit by a ghost that exceeded the limit and was backfired. If Qin Kun was forced to use a ghost that exceeded the limit in the future, there would always be a backfire.

At that time, the ghosts in the world will retaliate, and not only cause trouble and mind, but may even endanger your life.

Qin Kun was silent and then smiled bitterly. So I have a way to do it?

Whether it is a ghost or a human, the stronger the opponent is, the stronger the opponent is. I always have my limits. This time, the claustrophobic, lonely, and desolate emotions of hanging the ghost are indeed almost broken, and it can still affect him until now. This situation allows ordinary people to reflect it, which is a lingering shadow. Please, my willpower is already very strong.

"Miss, fat man, don't worry, I can't fight with Tiangou in the past. I still have the strength to do it. I will not use ghosts until I have to."

"Qin Heigou, it's not that you are worried about using Taiyi Jiuling. It's because you are afraid that you will do something wrong in a daze. Fatty Master thought that I would solve you with my own hands after you made a mistake, and his heart ached."

Wang Gan's expression was very exaggerated, with a determined look, with three points of reluctance, six points of sigh, and one point of desolation.

Qin Kun had a dark face: "You can beat me like this?"

Wang Gan pointed at the table with his finger: "It would be worse if he couldn't beat you. It attracted people like Ge Longtou and Zuo Crazy. Do you still have a life to clean up the portal?"

Depend on……
Chapter completed!