The affairs of the Six Dragons Road and the Lonely Mountain Ghost Town were told by Chang Gonggong.

Just now, the ghosts scattered to explore the way, and through the [Ghost Poor Heavenly Eye], Qin Kun saw the ghost town, and the town was full of little ghosts who were not brought into the yin after death, and they were not in the climate.

I never thought that there was a ghost town near here, wouldn't that mean that there was a ghost king???

The existence of the ghost king, Qin Kun now understands almost everything.

Nine evil obstacles, yin dragons are haunted, killing people like hemp, and being worshiped by others, only then can he be regarded as a ghost king!

Since ancient times, there have been only two ghost kings recognized by the capital of China, Cao Cao, the ghost king of Bishan, and Ran Min, the ghost king of Wumourning. Except for these two, there is no one who is corrected, that is to say, the rest of the ghost kings are unorthodox.

Such as the Ghost King of Shendu, the Ghost King of Huaize, the Ghost King of Baishan, the Ghost King of Southern Yunnan, the Ghost King of Longhuai, the Ghost King of Wuwei, the King of Sanmiao, the Ghost King of Nanling, etc., describe their strength, not status!

These are all big ghosts all over China, almost no taboos, some of these ghost kings have been suppressed and imprisoned, and some are still active in ghost towns around the world, living a life in the underworld.

These existences, none of the ghosts dare to come to arrest them, but there are ghost hunters in the yang world, so they have always been low-key, living on one side, and are not known.

"Tsk, Baishigou, there is a ghost king......"

"Yes, the miscellaneous family inquired, that guy calls himself the Lonely Mountain Ghost King!" Chang Gonggong said with a solemn expression.

Qin Kun suddenly felt that coming with Dr. Shen this time was definitely wading into troubled waters.

But it seemed to be doomed that he had to come here.

No wonder the sons of Wuliuchuan Valley died here last time, I'm afraid I provoked that ghost king, right?

"Did you inquire about the cemetery?" Qin Kun put away his useless thoughts and asked to the point.

"I found out, that place is one of the entrances to the ghost town."

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The next morning, it was just dawning.

Wang Qian and Chu Qianxun had already slept, but Qin Kun couldn't sleep a little, because his subordinates were poor and three of them were lost.

Skinners, headless ghosts, hanged ghosts, and never returned overnight.

Headless and hanged are a group, peeling and flying thunder stiff are grouped, but the flying thunder stiff comes back, but the peeling is gone.

Qin Kun asked Fei Lei Stiff, and he couldn't say where the skinning went, only that the skinning felt that the headless ghost and the hanged ghost were in danger, so he went to help the fist and let himself come back to report the news.

Qin Kun was a little uneasy, [Ghost Difference Heavenly Eye] couldn't see the trace of the three ghosts at all, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

When they got up in the afternoon, Wang Qian and Chu Qianxun had disappeared, and left a note saying that they would take advantage of the dawn to go to the tomb.

Qin Kun walked alone in the village.

There are many old men in the village of seventy or eighty, sitting at the entrance of the village and chatting loudly, full of energy, and some can help the family do farm work. This kind of scene is really rare in this kind of place where feng shui is not good, and those who may be born in this place and do not die young are all hard-fated people.

The villagers knew that a group of outsiders had come recently, and when they heard that they were going to make a movie again, they jokingly asked Qin Kun if he was here to choose a group performance, and Qin Kun chatted with them for a few words before leaving under the pretext of leaving.

Wandering to the northwest of the village, in an ordinary courtyard, the master's house was full of smoke, the wooden stakes in the courtyard were tables, and the wooden piers were benches, and several people sat in the courtyard to eat, among which the conspicuous one was an old woman.

The old woman wore a cloak, her expression was a little haggard, she drank a bowl of porridge, wiped her mouth and said: "Zhao Erfu, you are idle, you are not blessed and noble, you can only live long, that tomb should not be coveted, the goddess lights incense for three days, burns paper for seven days, helps you pass the two gates, the mana has been exhausted, the next door, you have a life to enter, no life to come out!" ”

A black-faced rough man heard the advice of the goddess, and said unwillingly: "Goddess Jiang, you said that you can help me, there is only one door left, there must be treasures inside, my grandfather's grandfather said, that tomb is a general's tomb, and there are ten thousand taels of gold and silver in it!" ”

The old woman snorted coldly: "You don't believe your mother-in-law, your mother-in-law instructed your mother-in-law to go to the city to meet the masters, did you hear the reply that your mother-in-law brought back?" Pickled urn! Loaded with heads! What do you think that's a good thing? The things in the tomb are very ominous, even if it is a general, it is a killing embryo, you want to die, the old woman doesn't want to die yet! ”

The atmosphere was very bad, and around the rough man, there were a few idle village ruffians, who saw the rough man making a look, and surrounded him one after another.

"Lady Jiang, you're here, you must have a way, right?" The rough man prayed seven points, threatened three points, and almost knelt.

The old woman laughed when she saw the formation: "There is a god three feet above your head!" Zhao Erfu, do you still dare to threaten your mother-in-law, you are not afraid that the gods will be angry and send down retribution! ”

The rough man simply let it go, and said viciously: "Lady Jiang, if you know each other, help me open the third door, I will let you go, and the gold and silver you get will give you a large sum as promised, if you don't know each other, don't think about leaving!" ”

"Zhao Erfu, the other things in the tomb are enough for you to make a small fortune, don't be insatiable, put your life into it!" Mrs. Jiang showed no weakness.

The rough man stood up and said sharply: "Country goddess, who are you scaring about!" When I was a child, I met a fortune teller who said that my life was as hard as iron! ”

The quarrel continued to ferment, and in the noisy atmosphere, a discordant voice suddenly appeared, which quieted the rough man and the old woman.

"Oh? Is your life as hard as mine? ”

In the small courtyard where the dispute was being made, several villagers were stunned and found that there were more people in the yard at some point!

The man sat by the stake, filled himself a bowl of porridge, picked up a steamed bun and ate it, the rough man saw a ghost, he was always facing the door, and he didn't know when the other party came in!

"Who are you?!"

The rough man was shocked and asked in a low voice, a group of them are robbing tombs, if this is known, they will squat.

Several village ruffians were also a little worried, and immediately surrounded them, but the old woman exclaimed, "Stop it!" Qin ...... Master Qin, when did you come......"

Qin ...... Guru?

Although the villagers had never seen much of the world, they could not connect this young man with the guru.

Qin Kun finished eating a steamed bun in two bites, the meal was good, he picked up another one and ate it, and said vaguely: "Last night." ”

When the rough man heard Mrs. Jiang's words, he looked at Qin Kun in disbelief: "You are the master that Mrs. Jiang said?" ”

After Qin Kun finished eating the second steamed bun, the gruel was poured down, his stomach was comfortable, and he looked at the rough man and said, "Well, isn't it like that?" ”

The corner of the rough man's eyes twitched, isn't it just like ......

This young man is twenty-four or five years old, and he seems to have a calm bearing, but he has nothing to do with the masters of the Daomen. The rough man heard Mrs. Jiang say that last year, Li Wanwan in Lijiagou suffered retribution from ghosts and gods, and she couldn't solve it, but fortunately she met Master Qin's 'guidance' to solve it.

The imaginary guru is not at all the same as the young man in front of him.

"Heh, this little brother, I'm Zhao Erfu, we all call me Brother Axe in Baishigou, since you're here, you must have some ability. Help me open a tomb door, which contains ten thousand taels of gold and silver, which can be divided into half for you! ”

The rough man was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, his muscles were dark and developed, and he promised the temptation of gold and silver, and then threatened: "If you don't know each other, I know that you are from Qinjia Village...... You watch out for me......"

Before the threatening words were finished, with a bang, Zhao Erfu flew out upside down, fell to the ground, and gnawed on a mouthful of soil.

Qin Kun held the bowl in one hand, the steamed bun on the chopsticks, and retracted the kicked foot, as if kicking away a sniffing dog.

After the steamed bun was eaten, Qin Kun put down his chopsticks and chewed, "Be careful of what you are?" ”

Silent.

Zhao Erfu clutched his stomach with a painful expression, he couldn't breathe for a long time, and the ruffians in the surrounding villages were also scared stupid.

Erfu is the most evil villain in Baishigou, his body is the same as iron, and he usually drags two cows to walk and play, and this young man solves it with one kick?

No one spoke, not even Lady Jiang dared to squeak.

In the past, I only knew that Master Qin was very bad and his Taoist skills were profound, but who knew that he would not be able to give up much with his brute strength.

Qin Kun smiled: "Okay, don't stare at me like that, just help you open the tomb door." ”

Zhao Erfu's painful expression disappeared, and he suddenly felt a little proud in his heart: You are so good, it's not that you can't fight ruthlessly!

But suddenly, Qin Kun raised his foot and stepped on it fiercely, and the wooden stake he had just sat on shattered inch by inch as if it had been subjected to the weight of a hydraulic press, turning into a wooden cake.

The sound of the explosion pierced through the eardrums, Qin Kun's kind expression turned sharp, and Zhao Erfu on the ground shouted: "If you dare to threaten me with Qinjia Village in the future, this is what will happen to you!! ”