In September, Kuala Lumpur International Airport.

The reason why I stayed for one more month was because of Wu Xiong and Wu Banxian’s invitation.

Perhaps half of the reason why Wu Xiong was forced out of China thirty years ago was because he also felt that he was deeply possessed. This old charlatan, who is nearly 70 years old, rarely enters the inland world. According to him, he was afraid that one day he would lose control and hurt others.

Qin Kun, who had never been abroad, received the invitation from Wu Xiong, and took advantage of his free time to go to Malaysia for a walk.

Sabah Island is beautiful, with blue sky, white clouds, blue waves and picturesque sea views that make people feel refreshed. The old charlatan has been abroad for 30 years. There is a house in Sabah Island. Although it is a bit simpler than a tourist attraction, it feels that it will be enough for the rest of life.

After his disciple Wang Gan became a master, Wu Xiong was a little lonely and talked a lot to Qin Kun. From work to schoolwork, from Maoshan Danhui to Wuweishan, something happened. When he mentioned his apprentice who had already entered the film and television industry, Wu Xiong gritted his teeth and scolded Wang Gan for going astray, and did not forget to take out the movie disc sent by Wang Gan for Qin Kun to watch.

After learning about Qin Kun's fight against the Grand Priest and the Monk of Tianli, Wu Xiong kept shook his head. He said that Qin Kun is still a little far from being the best. This kind of Taoist technique of grabbing a ghost messenger into his stomach is too dangerous and is only suitable for fighting with ghosts. If you fight with others, your yang energy will be drained if you are not careful.

However, Qin Kun didn't care. After all, he won, and the Five Ghosts are still in control.

I have been relaxing and recuperating for a month, getting used to this lazy rhythm, and I am still a little reluctant to part.

"Old Wu, just send it here."

At the airport gate, Qin Kun gave Wu Banxian a bear hug, which was the care from Fuyu Mountain.

"Hehe, Xiaoyou Qin, if nothing unexpected happens, I will be ready to die abroad. If you can hurry up, don't forget to invite me to have a wedding banquet before you die."

When people get old, they love to care about the lifelong affairs of young people. This is a problem that every old man in Fuyu Mountain has.

"Don't mess around, look at your spirit, you can live for 20 years."

"Hey, that's not necessarily true."

Wu Xiong smiled and shook his head, handed over a box, "This box of talisman paper will be brought to Yu Yuexian when you go back. You can draw a few pieces if you want, but external objects are ultimately a path and you should not rely too deeply on it. The way you are taking is different from ours. Please ask Uncle Ge more, we can't help you."

"OK."

The two were saying goodbye, and suddenly a cold wind blew by their side.

Wu Xiong and Qin Kun turned their heads at the same time, and more than a dozen religious wizards came beside them, each carrying a box in their hands.

Qin Kun sniffed the air with his nose and narrowed his eyes.

"Corpsy?"

The five senses of a person will be strengthened under a special situation. With the system, Qin Kun is particularly sensitive to the smell of mourning, to be precise, his insight into the yin energy.

Wu Xiong whispered: "It should be an organ dealer. The human organs smuggled from here every year account for 80% of the black market share in Southeast Asia. This is a man-made disaster, not a ghost matter, and you should not care about it."

"When you come here so blatantly, this group of people should have an extraordinary identity, right?"

Qin Kun refers to the security check level. No matter how powerful ordinary people are, they cannot transport goods like this. This is an organ, not frozen meat.

"Well, there are some little guys in Southeast Asia who can do mirage skills, who just deliver goods to people for a living. People die for money and birds die for food, and the way of life and death cannot be avoided." Wu Xiong seemed to be accustomed to this.

Qin Kun nodded and looked back.

Sure enough, there are all kinds of birds in the forest. One organ in the black market is almost a sky-high price. That box can hold at least four, and it can be 5% of the time to deliver subsidies. It is also more profitable than doing rituals. No wonder it gave birth to such a deformed profession.

"Then I'll leave, there will be a period of time later."

"Yeah, go and have a rest."

...

Nanshan Province, Nanshan Airport.

After flying back to China and connecting, it was already evening when I arrived in Linjiang City.

After stepping onto this land again, Qin Kun stretched his body. The golden nest and silver nest were not as good as his own dog nest. What the ancients said always made some truths.

It’s hot and humid during the summer days. It’s like a steamer in Linjiang City at night. When you move, you will sweat all over.

He first signed at the old house in Kuishan and reported the situation to Mr. Ge. Then he asked Su Lin to say hello to the General Administration of Lingjian, and Qin Kun left here.

At Zhou Yu Fresh Fresh Restaurant, Qin Kun ordered two firewood fish alone and had a great time eating it.

This time, I left Linjiang City for more than a month. The tasks that should be completed were completed, and the fights that should be fought were also experienced. Qin Xue had already started school and Du Qinghan was still away. She left a note saying that she wanted to go to Luoyang. Without Du Qinghan, no one would clean the house.

On Monday, at 3 a.m., Qin Kun sat comfortably on the sofa after seeing the neat house.

While he was energetic, he decided to go to the Ten Dead City to take a look.

...

Golden clouds are everywhere, and black stones are everywhere.

Blood mist floats between the sky and the earth.

When it fell from mid-air, it happened to be a block intersection.

Not far away, Qin Kun saw that there was a stone wall in front of his tomb, with a bumpy surface. He didn't know which boring bastard was here.

This neighborhood is now called Genshan Prison. Qin Kun did not miss it after the death of the older generation. After entering this time, he accidentally found that it was much more lively. At least new buildings began to appear on this street.

The Golden King's apartment has been in ruins, with gray-brown vines on the surface, which looks a bit desolate. Next to the apartment is the Spirit-Eating Demon tribe, which has now become an abandoned factory.

Whose territory is this? It's very unique...

The sky eyes scanned through the window.

There were iron chains hanging everywhere in the factory, and there were various corpses on the chains. In a computer room, Qin Kun saw a young man dressed in punk and pressing a sexy woman on the table and shaking.

The body swayed, and the entire factory was filled with the smell of hormones.

The young man's hands were mechanical iron claws, which made the beautiful woman's smooth back so hard that the beautiful woman's buttocks were upright and she catered very happily.

In less than ten minutes, the punk young man finally became depressed and sat in the computer room panting. The woman covered her mouth and smiled, and left in the clothes.

At the door, the beautiful woman looked at her charming eyes and found someone stopping. She smiled and covered her mouth and said, "Kunlun Demon, have you seen enough?"

Well……

Qin Kun was a little surprised. There were not many people who knew about this nickname in Genshan Prison.

And, how did she know she was peeping?

"Are I familiar with you?" Qin Kun was curious.

The beauty came over, the weapon swayed, and he sniffed deeply in Qin Kun's ear, and breathed like Lan: "Of course, you have loved to peek at me before."

"I used to... peep at you?"

A figure appeared in Qin Kun's mind: "Are you a pious woman?"

"Hmph, baby."

This coquettish voice made Qin Kun's stomach churn.

It's indeed a pious woman!

The old woman who was shriveled and sagging when she first met, is so moisturized like this now???

Looking at the pink face and peach cheeks, it feels like she is sucked to death by the old monsters in the entire block.

"Stay away from me." Qin Kun said stiffly.

When you know what a bright and charming beauty looked like before, you will never have any bad thoughts on her.

Qian Po flattened his mouth, took intoxicated breath beside Qin Kun, and retreated reluctantly.

"Kunlun Demon, I'm very surprised that you are still there."

"I was also surprised, thinking you all died."

Qian Po shook his head: "I am not here for that incident. I heard that many people were deprived of the right to enter the Ten Dead City. I happened to escape the disaster."

Deprive power? Avoid a disaster?

hiss……

Something seems wrong?

"Didn't they... die in battle?" Qin Kun was extremely puzzled.

"Of course not! The plasma on their bodies can drown you, will such people die in battle?"
Chapter completed!