The patriarch of Niu shed tears and gritted his teeth and said: "When Niu Meng was young, Lao Niu tried his best to send it to Yudu as a ghost, it was not easy......"

Niu Meng, who was cultivating, lowered his head and fell silent, as if he remembered all the things in the past. Updates are fast and ad-free.

"Master Qin, Niu Meng recognized you as the master, Lao Niu didn't expect it. The ghost of the Imperial City punished the evil division, and it was difficult to recognize a yang person as the master. It was the old cow who left my eyes...... I didn't realize how powerful you were, I suffered the sins I did, no wonder who ......"

The head of the cow patriarch has finally opened up.

Hell Dao Black Stone City was now occupied by Qin Kun, and Patriarch Niu knew how stupid he was.

Fortunately, Niu Meng's eldest brother Niu Xiong was helpful to Qin Kun, and Qin Kun allocated a lot of land resources to the Bull Demon clan in the jurisdiction of Black Rock City.

The Niu patriarch cried while eating, the instant fried noodles were spicy, and the Niu patriarch who ate wiped his nose: "Master Qin, the old cow has eyes and no beads, and he will not be despised by you in the future...... Can you have another bowl, this stuff is delicious......"

Qin Kun was speechless.

Next to him, Niu Meng stood in place with two lines of tears on his cheeks, without saying a word, nor pleading with Qin Kun.

It seems that Niu Meng is caught in the middle, and it is also very difficult.

"Alright, Patriarch Niu, the past is over." Qin Kun paused, "Show you the way." ”

When the Niu patriarch heard this: "You don't have to be locked in that ash jar anymore?" ”

Qin Kun smiled and shook his head.

The elder of the Niu clan smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said with great joy: "I would like to hear it in detail." ”

"In this city, there is a city god temple. Niu Ma military attache is dead, I don't know why, there are no other military attaches to take office, you go to the City God Temple to protect it. Every month, like Niu Meng, they will give you an offering of 60 Immortal Coins. ”

60?!

According to the conversion of the incense candle field, it is 60 stone of incense!! It used to be in Hell Road, and it was already amazing to take 3 stone to worship every month!

"Thank you, Master, for your advice!" The cow clan grew up overjoyed!

"However, you are still counted as a ghost imprisoned in my Ten Altars of Death, and if you are harmful to people's hearts, you will die."

The cow patriarch patted his chest and promised not to make a mistake.

Qin Kun turned his gaze and looked at the hanged ghost.

This guy who shouts 'kill me' at every turn is generally called 'Erqiu' in the dialect of some places in the north. It's purely sick!

However, the hanged ghost was once upon a time the ghost king of the Yudu Temple!

Qin Kun frowned: "Hang the ghost ......"

"Kill me!! Otherwise shut the dog's mouth! ”

"I don't think you've been locked up enough......" Qin Kun's forehead burst with blue tendons, I've never seen someone who likes to pull hatred so much, you're the first!

The hanged ghost's eyes flashed, he grinned, and his long tongue wrapped around Qin Kun's neck.

"Bold!"

"Rude!"

Niu Meng and Skinning shot at the same time, Niu Meng pinched the tongue of the Hanged Ghost, and the Skinner's hand pressed the shoulder of the Hanged Ghost, and in an instant, the Hanged Ghost grew black straw stubble.

Ghost grass thorns!

"Comfortable !!"

This guy has a sick expression on his face that likes to be abused, and he is not a normal person at first glance, Qin Kun knows that there is really no way to threaten him except to lock it up in the ashes altar.

"Let's talk about the conditions, since you were able to follow Yang Shen back then, you can also follow me now." A guy who has the potential to become a ghost king, Qin Kun will not give up.

The hanged ghost sneered: "If you want to keep me in the flower world, just take out some gimmicks of drunken gold fans, I don't like being alone, I don't like claustrophobia, but I like to be lively." This group of imps who are not even ghosts are not all the way to me. ”

"What do you say? Who is rare to follow you all the way! "The skinner, as the old oilman in the ghost, has always been responsible for calling the board.

He rolled up his sleeves and flew into a rage, an aura that fueled the anger of the demons.

"Who do you say is the imp?"

"Whew! You're a terrible ghost now, and you can't beat a little doll if we send out a little doll! ”

The sixteenth elder brother was pushed to the front.

The sixteenth elder brother looked at a hanged ghost in horror, not knowing what the strange uncles behind him were pulling him over.

"Sixteen, teach him a lesson!"

The skinner spat and commanded viciously.

"Phew! Hit whom?! Let's do it! ”

Four guards in yellow coats quickly appeared, and the sword was unsheathed, and the cold light shone.

The hanged ghost turned his head to look at Qin Kun: "Look, these little ghosts, what is good about them except bullying the weak and fearing the hard?" As a ghost king, can I be in the company of them?! ”

Qin Kun gasped.

was ridiculed by the group.

How did this guy survive...... If you remember correctly, Yang Shen also has two ghost kings, the Five Wei Ghost King, and the Longhuai Ghost King, did he and those two guys also speak in this tone?

However, Qin Kun found the point.

Smack, a wad of dark coins smashed on his body.

The hanged man was stunned.

Bang, another wad of dark coins smashed over.

The hanged man frowned: "What are you doing?" ”

Qin Kun didn't speak.

The water monk understood, smiled, and suddenly a pile of gold ingots appeared in his hand, and threw it towards the hanged ghost.

The smiling ghost sat next to the TV stand, throwing the dead coins in his hand.

Niu Meng, skinning, headless ghosts, and old ghosts in brocade clothes took out their offerings one after another and smashed them on the hanged ghost.

The look of mockery on the hanged ghost's face disappeared, and he became confused.

He grabbed the coins and absorbed them one by one.

The spiritual power in the underworld coin was constantly absorbed by him, and his physique was like a bottomless pit, and all the offerings were absorbed.

However, that's not all.

Qin Kun and the others were still throwing away those dark coins.

During this time, everyone was stuck at level 39, and the underworld coin was never used, and he had a lot of net worth.

A group of ghosts, a yang person, and countless dark coins smashed down on the head, almost all of them could bury the hanged ghosts.

"You see, this is the ghost king who disdains to be with you, and he is not trying to absorb your offerings, what is the difference between the lonely soul and the wild ghost who snatches the offering on the side of the road?"

Qin Kun smiled.

The skinning ghost immediately said: "Hahahaha, it turns out that this is the ghost king?" That's not right, Brother Kun, we used to be the guard of the Longhuai Ghost King, so isn't this guy on the same level as the Longhuai Ghost King? I'm an offering of a guard, and he wants it too? ”

The old ghost in brocade shook his head: "Poor, it looks like this guy is really poor." Absorb so much, you can't refine it, it's still a waste. But you look at him, he is still sucking and offering there, is he afraid that we will snatch it back? ”

The smiling ghost's eyes curved into an arc: "Don't worry, suck slowly, we can't look at it." ”

An embarrassment suddenly appeared on the face of the hanged ghost.

"You ...... Humiliate me? ”

Niu Meng was the most upright and snorted: "Hmm." ”

The hanged ghost's face was visibly red.

The skinners took a bowl of dried fruits, chewed them, and threw money one by one: "Otherwise? Why don't you spit out these offerings? ”

The hanged ghost had a clear embarrassment on his face.

I want to keep my dignity, but I can't bear to make these offerings.

A pile of money was thrown into a pile of money, and it became one by one.

The old ghost in brocade likes to ask for copper plates to worship, the spiritual power remains the same, and the form is a copper plate.

He threw out the copper plates one by one, and said with a smile: "Master, the ghost king is no different from us." Picking up money and grabbing offerings is also first-class fast. ”

The hanged man stood in place, his face cloudy, and he couldn't tell what it felt.

Qin Kun saw that he had stopped absorbing the offerings, and the fluctuations of his yin body had become disordered.

Qin Kun smiled: "It seems that your noble and lowly theory has slapped you in the face." ”

The hanged ghost didn't speak, Qin Kun crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said lightly: "I am different from Yang Shen, sooner or later, one day, the ghosts who follow me will become the king of ghosts." Are you still prepared to continue to reject me? ”