Dark spells?

Or is it sorcery?

Qin Kun just blocked them, and his skin was scratched by his sharp body and began to turn into stone. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Qin Kun picked up a demon stone sculpture and smashed it on the wall, the stone sculpture shattered, only the head remained, and looked at Qin Kun with a cruel smile, the light in his eyes disappeared.

The other stone carving, wanting to pounce again, took advantage of its wings, and was on guard again, and never let Qin Kun catch it again, and constantly caused Qin Kun small troubles.

The wounds on Qin Kun's body began to petrify.

He knew that it would never work like this, and that if he wanted to break the mirage, he had to kill Pullman.

At this moment, Pullman has taken advantage of the chaos and carved the blood curse with his own blood.

His face, which had just turned blue, was now almost black and purple, and Pullman's forehead had two short horns growing, and his teeth were sharpening.

It was the first time Qin Kun had seen a foreign cult, and he would use this kind of blood sacrifice technique, exchanging blood and rituals for power that did not belong to the world.

The inverted five-pointed star on his chest was enlarged by the blood sacrifice, and was worn on his face like a mask.

The pentagram vanished, and the wound on the face, which was originally covered with blood, appeared with the imprint of an inverted pentagram.

"With the guidance of my true God, let the glory of my blood come to your incarnation!"

Pullman kept roaring, and the waves of purifying qi, filled with the smell of blood, hit Qin Kun's door.

Qin Kun protected his face, completely unable to figure out how many weird spells he would have, if he continued like this, this guy would really kill himself.

"Great Flame Haunts the Hands of the Dead!"

With the power of cold flame attached to his hand, Qin Kun attacked the door of Pullman.

Pullman's appearance at this moment can no longer see his previous appearance, and it is very similar to the demon appearance just now. It seems that his skull has changed from human bone to sheep.

Long face, horns, slanted eyes, and protruding fangs.

"Five-star array, the calamity has been decided, and the end is coming!!"

Qin Kun's attack did not cause any hindrance to Pullman, who held a key high and slammed it towards Qin Kun.

The key has the power of traction, Qin Kun wants to avoid it, but there is no way to avoid it.

Above Qin Kun's chest and under his trachea, the key was inserted by a diagonal stab, and the demon-like Pullman used all his strength to twist the key with a hideous expression.

"Doomsday? I'm the end of the world!! ”

Qin Kun yelled hysterically, since there is no way to avoid it, let's see who dies first!

A chisel cone appeared in Qin Kun's hand, and Qin Kun thrust it into Pullman's temple.

Pullman was turning the key, but Qin Kun was stirring the taper.

Pullman was terrified for a moment, he didn't expect that his body, which had become iron, would be attacked by the other party.

Chisel life cone.

Eternal worship of the Buddha immortals, chiseled into a cone of smoke.

This magic weapon only beats the coffin, does not kill ghosts, but ...... Wounded souls.

This is also the only magic weapon in Qin Kun's hand that has direct damage to the human body, and it is still effective in the mirage!

The mirage shattered, the chisel did not disappear, it had already pierced the mirage, pierced into reality, and stuck in Pullman's temple.

Since it is a chiseled life, dying in the mirage will also be a real death.

Qin Kun let go of his hand and stopped agitating, the inside of Pullman's skull had already become a puddle of mud, without the support of strength, and Pullman's body fell straight to the ground.

Qin Kun's chest, with the key inserted, was pulled out by him little by little.

The bones were still vibrating, and suddenly there was a snap, and Qin Kun saw the stones attached to his yin soul falling one after another. Qin Kun pulled out the key, breathing in his chest like a bellows, cold sweat flowed down his bean's size, and he hurriedly took two Blood King Pills.

"Whew...... Wedding clothes, Xu Tao, water monks, and old men in brocade clothes, all come out to me! ”

Including the ghost in the wedding dress, all the ghosts of Qin Kun's cultivation were called out.

In the room, the group of ghosts saw that Pullman was dead, Qin Kun and Niu Meng were seriously injured, and wanted to come up and pick up the bargain, but the next moment, two evil ghosts appeared with two ghosts.

The group of ghosts was stunned.

Qin Kun looked at Niu Meng's chest, Niu Meng also had a key inserted in his chest, his yin body was very unstable, and there were signs of collapse, Qin Kun hurriedly exchanged a bowl of yin soup for him.

Yin soup, half of the injuries recovered, Niu Meng drank it, gritted his teeth and pulled out the key.

"Brother Kun...... I need to cultivate for a while, and I'm afraid that the fierce ghosts won't be able to use it, so you must remember to fight less with people...... Don't use the Chai Shan Sword Technique and the Karmic Fire God Gang lightly, no one will protect you from the Dharma, take care! ”

Niu Meng rarely said so many words, it felt like his last words, Qin Kun knew that Niu Meng's injury this time was definitely not light.

"Niu Meng! There's also a bowl of yin soup ......"

Qin Kun exchanged another bowl, if it weren't for Niu Meng and Skinning tonight, he would probably really capsize in the gutter.

Niu Meng shook his head, his face was languid, and the ghost qi continued to escape, as if the whole person would be split in half at any time.

"It's useless...... The Yin Soul Origin was injured, Yin Tang barely stabilized the injury, and the rest of the injuries must be recovered by themselves......" Niu Meng said, burrowing into the Xiao Gai.

Qin Kun was clothed and sat on the bed, he glanced at the powerful ghosts in the room, and said dryly: "Don't let go of any of the ghosts who come with you tonight!" ”

Xu Tao, the wedding dress, the water monk, and the old ghost in brocade have never seen Qin Kun so angry, as if they have been touched.

"Besides......" Qin Kun's blood-red eyes glared at the ghost in the wedding dress, and a fierce expression that he had never seen before appeared on his face, "A small part of the reason tonight is because you borrowed my yang energy, I don't blame you first, but if something happens to you if something happens to the skin, I will be unkind to you." ”

The ghost in the wedding dress lowered his head and gritted his teeth: "I understand." ”

"Go ahead, if you can find out how they got here, the best."

Xu Tao took the water monk and the old ghost in brocade to chase the ghost outside, and the ghost in the wedding dress went to help the skinning ghost.

Qin Kun took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

It rang more than a dozen times before the phone was picked up: "Which one?" ”

"Huangquan Tianfu, Xudu Gatekeeper?"

On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged man's deep voice came: "Who are you?" ”

"I'm here in the river. I need to be cremated. ”

"Where?"

"Ping An Hotel."

……

Tonight is destined to be extraordinary.

When Dou Shaotong came to the Ping An Hotel, it was already 5 o'clock in the morning.

He met a young man in the presidential suit at the top.

Medium-high height, strong figure, not very old, with fierceness in his eyes, and blood on his whole body.

At the door of the bathroom, a foreigner fell to the ground with a small wound on his temple.

"Chisel the life cone?"

Dou Shaotong was surprised, he looked at the young man in front of him, "Little brother is the heir of the coffin craftsman?" ”

"It's not."

After Qin Kun finished answering, he suddenly frowned, because he saw two young men come in and put Pullman's body in a body bag.

Dou Shaotong could see Qin Kun's concerns, and said: "These are my two apprentices, my own people, just burning corpses, they have done a lot." ”

Qin Kun was relieved.

Dou Shaotong is 37 this year, and he is the director of the Sangyu funeral home, the guest of this generation of Xudu Menke, guarding Sangyu.

In terms of seniority, Dou Shaotong and Curator Wang and Uncle Qu are peers, it stands to reason that there should be a partner, and after a while, a somewhat rich man wearing a torn sweater walked in.

"Lao Dou, wake me up at 5 o'clock in the evening, it's crazy!"

The sweater man was dressed in tatters, as if he was picking up rags, but Qin Kun found that the merchant was wearing a Patek Philippe.

Qin Kun has seen this brand in Li Zhe's hands, and looking at this workmanship, it is at least 6 figures up.

"Boy, what are you looking at? The poor can't afford to bring a good watch, right? The man in the sweater glanced at Qin Kun, "I heard that you are also from the funeral home, and you haven't picked anything from the corpse?" ”

Qin Kun was speechless for a while, his feelings were picked from the corpse? How come I haven't had such a good thing?

Dou Shaotong smiled apologetically: "This is my partner, Lao Liu, the funeral home is watching the door." Don't listen to his nonsense, a rich businessman died last year, and he turned into a ghost and asked Lao Liu to help him do something, and the table was sent by the ghost. ”

Qin Kun had never seen such a personality of Xudu Menke, seeing that they were not very old, he nodded politely: "It's troublesome Brother Dou and Brother Liu." ”

Dou Shaotong smiled: "Don't bother, dare to ask Senior Wang and Senior Qu how are they?" We went to Linjiang City 6 or 7 years ago, and the two seniors took a lot of care of us. ”

"They're in great shape, don't worry."

Qin Kun frowned, looking at the blood all over the ground, a little worried.

Pullman is dead, and the body is gone, but what about the blood?

Even if the people of the Tao of Life and Death have some tricks, they can evade the surveillance head, and the corpse can be carried out silently, but the blood in the house will have to be found early tomorrow morning.

In the house, there is blood on the walls, on the stalls, and on the furniture.

The torn sweater could see Qin Kun's embarrassment, and he snorted coldly: "Boy, give me 1W yuan, and I'll solve it for you." ”

"1W block? Why don't you grab it! ”

Qin Kun tore the wallpaper, washed the carpet, and wiped the furniture, but it was a little troublesome, and it was a big deal to spend 1W yuan for a wallpaper.

"Is 1W a lot?" Lao Liu's voice was an octave higher.

"Isn't it much?" Qin Kun's voice was an octave higher.

"Aren't you all rich in Linjiang City?"

"Fuck you, I'm only 8500 a month of full attendance and performance!"

"Holy...... That's not right! Didn't Senior Wang say that the average salary of your unit has reached 2W2? ”

2W2？！ Bullshit! Whose family works at a funeral home can get ......

Wait, Qin Kun was stunned, as if he really didn't know how much money Lao Wang and they got a month.

If it's really 2W2...... Damn, is Lao Tzu the one who pulled down the average salary for a long time?

"Here, I'll clean up this blood." Qin Kun endured the pain and took out 1W yuan.

Lao Liu smiled and gave 5,000 to Curator Dou, Curator Dou couldn't cry or laugh, the other party is the same way of life and death, Lao Liu asked for money as soon as he opened his mouth, isn't it a little too out-of-sight?

Lao Liu was not embarrassed, since the money had been collected, he took out a piece of yellow paper, lit it, and threw it on the ground.

"Are you crazy? It's going to catch fire! ”

Qin Kun shouted, but after shouting, he found that nothing was burning on the yellow paper, and all the blood stains where it was burned by the fire were ...... It's gone.

"On fire? The guests of the Xudu Gate are all ruined corpses, and they are about to catch fire, so what kind of corpses are destroyed. "The torn sweater is smug, with an expression that you are too young and too little to see.

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