The largest house in Guizhai, underground.

The stone walls like stalactites were hung with round water droplets. When you looked closer, there was a dead face in each drop of water.

In the underground palace, steam swelled, and the skinny old man was uncomfortable, feeling the ghost body was sticky, accompanied by the dizziness that had been steamed for a long time. The steam smelled like a foul smell, which was emitted from several square puddles around it, and there were also some huge bones inside, which had been boiled to turn white.

In front of me was a stone coffin, and a ghost sat cross-legged on it.

"Master!"

"The military advisor is here, is there anything wrong?"

The ghost turned his head, steaming and his face was exactly the same as the skinny old man!

"In the afternoon, we hosted the group of ghosts who joined the village, and some strange things happened."

"Strange things? Tell me."

The skinny old man talked about the disappearance of the ghost general Li Yi, and mentioned the chief clerk of Wen.

"Oh, Li Yi killed the sister of Wen Zhuan Zhuan, and Wen Zhuan Zhuan died, right?"

"Yes! Li Yi and the wedding dress demon disappeared. The snake-haired girl who was given the gift was also missing."

The ghost on the stone coffin smiled: "If you die, die. This is the Eighteen Prison, so there are no immortal evil ghosts."

The skinny old man was silent: "Master, I think there is a fraud."

As soon as he finished speaking, a guard entered the underground palace and reported: "The king, military advisor, and the ghost general Chen Xiong, who was guarding the West Wall, disappeared."

Chen Xiong?

The thin old man was even more worried about what was going on. What was going on? The ghost generals disappeared one after another. Where did they go?

"Military advisor, go check again and leave first."

"But... OK." The skinny old man sighed in his heart.

The ghost on the stone coffin didn't care about these things. He died of a chief clerk, two ghost generals, and a few domestic animals. He was one of the ghost kings in the Eighteen Prisons. After the steamer torture, there was nothing he could care about.

The skinny old man returned to the house and finally got rid of the sticky and steaming environment, but for some reason, he always had a palpitations of something big and bad.

"Temu, when did Chen Xiong disappear?"

"According to what the patrol guard in the West Wall, it was probably before the death of the chief clerk Wen. And I heard that before the death of the chief clerk Wen, a villager saw him go to find Chen Xiong."

The thin old man was stunned. Could it be that it was because the king gave Li Yi a wedding dress. Li Yi killed the evil wife in his family for some reason. The chief clerk Wen asked Chen Xiong to avenge his sister and what happened afterwards?

Am I thinking too much?

The skinny old man didn't know that his guess was almost close to the truth. Putting aside the unknown factor of Qin Kun, the behavior of other village residents was exactly the same as the skinny old man's guess.

...

At the ghost house near the gate of the village, Eunuch Chang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the ghost general who was locked in the broken-headed bowl, and smiled coldly.

"The Miscellaneous Family thought you were so capable! Humph!"

He kicked the ghost general's lower body. The ghost general knelt on the ground and howled, but the sound was stuck in the broken head bowl and could not be heard.

"Blood droplets, broken head bowl. My father-in-law is still amazing!"

In the inner room, the tea fairy ghost held the tea happily and admired the killing in front of him.

Eunuch Chang and the old tea fairy were all ghost generals assigned to guard the village, living with other ghost generals who were not valued. The house was relatively large, with six ghost generals living in different courtyards. Two of them went to patrol at night, and the remaining two were foaming at the mouth and twitchingly lying on the table. A cup of tea was knocked over in front of them, and the other was locked in a broken-headed bowl, trying to escape like a headless fly.

At the door, a bull demon appeared. After the urn was covered by the ghost general, he seized the broken head bowl hanging in the air and threw it to Eunuch Chang.

"master."

"Crown."

Eunuch Chang and Lao Chaxian bowed slightly.

"Um."

Qin Kun responded in his nose and saw the ghost general twitching by the table. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Tea Fairy Ghost also had combat power.

"Old Tea Fairy, is that poisonous tea?"

"In terms of the tea ceremony, poisonous tea is not called tea. That is poison."

The cow sniffed a loud voice, Qin Kun smiled slightly, and put the twitching ghost general into the urn and disappeared here.

...

The scattered ghost messengers were taken back by Qin Kun in turn, and Qin Kun knew their positions very well.

This ghost village cannot use the Heavenly Eye, but the function of the [Ghost Crew Heavenly Eye] is not limited. He sees everything the ghost Crew can see.

After the last few ghosts were retrieved by Qin Kun, the ghosts in the village had already dealt with seven of them, all of which were silently completed.

Standing in front of the largest house in the Guizhai, Qin Kun stepped out and disappeared from the spot.

...

In the house, a thin old man sat in front of the oil lamp, silent.

There was a strange feeling everywhere in the village tonight.

The thin old man was restless and could not see where this strangeness came from.

After half an hour, no other news came, and the skinny old man sighed: "Maybe I'm really thinking too much."

After rubbing his temples, the skinny old man returned to the house, and a strong male ghost was tied to the pillar.

The skinny old man used a sharp weapon to melt his belly, touched his liver, and chewed it into his mouth. The strong male ghost was sweating coldly, stuffed in his mouth, and his expression was scattered. If he could kill people with his eyes, the skinny old man might have died a hundred times.

The skinny old man smiled slightly: "The evil liver is the most delicious, you can't die, don't look at me like this."

The male ghostly energy repaired the injured area. The skinny old man held the incense burner. The incense burner was very magical. He placed it under the other person's nose for him to sniff. The wound was quickly repaired intact. The skinny old man was not polite and dug out another liver and fed it into his mouth.

The male ghost was trembling all over in pain, and the thin old man said, "Don't struggle, I have already treated it preferentially than being steamed by the group of ghosts in Fengdu."

The male ghost stared at the thin old man, and the thin old man smiled: "What are you looking at? I promise you that if you eat your liver for half a year, you will let you be a patrol ghost. Don't mess with me."

The male ghost was trembling, and the skinny old man found that he seemed to be nude and hinted about something.

The skinny old man was puzzled and looked at the male ghost again, and found that his eyes were not looking at him, but... looking behind him!

Huh...

The skinny old man did not turn his head and was covered in cold body. He found a murderous aura suddenly burst into pieces, locking himself.

Had it...

Behind him, he grabbed his neck like a clamp, and the skinny old man suddenly exploded and appeared weakly one foot away the next moment.

Disintegration of ghost skills! Like the floating ghost skills, the wall-walking ghost skills, and the dream-walking ghost skills, it is one of the advanced ghost skills!

"save……"

The skinny old man was about to call for help when two thick iron chains hit him, slapped his head and buckled him with an urn.

"Ding! The shelter was successful!"

The male ghost tied there looked at Qin Kun in horror. Qin Kun held the corner of his mouth and cut off his head with a hatchet.

The ghosts of the Eighteen Prisons are not worthy of salvation.

In the flash, Qin Kun dealt with the skinny old man and killed the male ghost tied up. Suddenly his nose moved, and seven scorpion ropes of Yan scorpion ropes hooked the pillar in the house at the same time.

That pillar was the pillar that had bound the male ghost before.

Tear

The pillar was violently hooked by the iron lock, and a ghost broke out from the pillar, and a large net woven by green ice flames. The big flame entangled the Ming Hand·Ming Net!

This is a ghost general-level guard. Qin Kun patted his face and asked.

"What's the name!"

"Iron...Iron Wood..."

"Where is the Ghost King here?"

"Soul Steaming Underground Palace..."

Tiemu pointed in a direction, then punched Tiemu's chest and put him away with the urn.

‘Ding! Successful shelter!’

Walking out of the thin old man's alone, two evil ghosts in the hospital were yawning and found two arms on their shoulders.

Um?!

The evil ghost was stunned and found a hand stroking on their heads.

"How to get to the Underground Palace of Steaming Souls?"

After saying that, an evil ghost was pressed like a pinched balloon, Qin Kun looked at the only one left: "He has no chance to say it. Do you cherish the opportunity?"
Chapter completed!