The largest house in the ghost village, underground.

The stalactite-like stone wall is hung with round droplets, and when you look closely, there is a dead man's face in every drop of water.

In the dungeon, the steam was blowing, and the thin old man was unwell, feeling that the ghost body was sticky, accompanied by a feeling of dizziness that had been steamed for a long time. The steam had a foul stench coming from several square puddles around it, and there were some huge bones in it, which had been boiled white.

In front of him was a stone coffin, on which sat a ghost figure sitting cross-legged.

"King!"

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

The ghost turned his head, the steam was thick, and his face was exactly the same as that of the thin old man!

"In the afternoon, after we took in the group of ghosts who had thrown themselves into the village, something strange happened."

"Strange things? Let's talk about it. ”

The thin old man told about the disappearance of the ghost general Li Yi, and mentioned the main book of the text.

"Oh, Li Yi killed the righteous sister of the Wen Ji Book, and then the Wen Ji Ji also died, right?"

"That's right! Li Yi and the wedding ghost are missing. In the house of the bookkeeper, the gorgony who was given to him also disappeared. ”

The ghost on the stone coffin smiled: "If you die, you will die." Here are the Eighteen Prisons, how can there be immortal evil ghosts. ”

The thin old man was silent: "King, I think there is fraud. ”

As soon as the words fell, a guard entered the underground palace and announced: "The king, the military advisor, Chen Xiong, the ghost general of the night vigil on the western wall, is missing. ”

Chen Xiong?

The thin old man was even more worried between his eyebrows, what the hell is going on? The ghosts will disappear one after another, where have they gone?

"Strategist, go check again, and retreat first."

"But...... All right. The thin old man sighed in his heart.

The ghost on the stone coffin didn't care about these things, he died a master book, two ghost generals, and a few domestic animals, he was one of the ghost kings of the eighteen prisons, and he survived the torture of the steamer, and there was nothing to make him care.

The wizened old man returned to the house, finally getting rid of the sticky and steaming environment, but for some reason, he always had a kind of heart palpitations that something bad happened.

"Tiemu, when did Chen Xiong disappear?"

"According to the ghost of the Western Wall Guard, it was probably before the death of the bookkeeper. And I heard that before the death of the master book, some villagers saw him go to Chen Xiong. ”

The thin old man was stunned in his heart, could it be really because the king gave the ghost of the wedding dress to Li Yi, and Li Yi killed the evil woman in the family for some reason.

Is it because I'm thinking too much?

The thin old man didn't know, his conjecture was almost close to the truth, and aside from the unknown factor of Qin Kun, the behavior of the other villagers was exactly the same as the thin old man's guess.

……

In the ghost house near the gate of the village, Chang Gonggong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the ghost general who was detained in the guillotine bowl, and smiled coldly.

"The miscellaneous family still thinks you have a lot of ability! Hum! ”

kicked at the ghost general's lower body, and the ghost general knelt on the ground and wailed, but the sound was stuck in the guillotine and could not be heard.

"Drops of blood, guillotine. My father-in-law is still amazing! ”

In the inner room, the tea fairy ghost was holding the tea comfortably, admiring the killing in front of him.

Chang Gonggong and Lao Chaxian are all ghost generals who were assigned to guard the village, and other ghost generals who are not taken seriously live together, this house is relatively large, there are six ghost generals, each with a different courtyard, two went to patrol the night, and the remaining two, one foamed at the mouth, convulsed and lay on the table, knocked over a cup of tea in front of him, and one was detained in the guillotine, and wanted to escape like a headless fly.

At the door, a bull demon appeared, and after the urn was covered by the ghost general, the guillotine hanging in the air was copied by him and thrown to Chang Gonggong.

"Master."

"Crown."

Father-in-law Chang and the old tea fairy bowed slightly.

"Hmm."

Qin Kun snorted in his nose, and was a little surprised when he saw the ghost general twitching at the table, but he didn't expect the tea fairy ghost to also have combat power.

"Old tea fairy, is that poisonous tea?"

"On the crown, from the perspective of the tea ceremony, poisonous tea is not called tea. That's poison. ”

The cow's face snorted, Qin Kun smiled slightly, and put the twitching ghost into the urn and disappeared here.

……

The scattered ghosts were taken back by Qin Kun in turn, and Qin Kun knew their location well.

This ghost village can't use the Sky Eye, but the function of [Ghost Difference Sky Eye] is not restricted. He saw everything that his subordinates could see.

After the last few ghosts such as the smiling ghost and the sixteenth elder brother were recovered by Qin Kun, the ghosts in the village had already solved seven of them, all of which were completed quietly.

Standing in front of the largest mansion in the ghost village, Qin Kun stepped out with one foot, and his figure disappeared in place.

……

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

There was a strange feeling everywhere in the stockade tonight.

The thin old man was restless, and he couldn't see where this weirdness came from.

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

Rubbing his temples, the thin old man returned to the house, and a sturdy male ghost was tied to the pillar.

The emaciated old man used a sharp weapon to dissolve his belly, felt out his liver, and chewed it in his mouth. The sturdy male ghost was in a cold sweat, his mouth was stuffed with something, and his expression was about to split, if he could kill with his eyes, the thin old man would probably have died a hundred times.

The thin old man smiled slightly: "The liver of the wicked is the most delicious, and you can't die, don't look at me like this." ”

The male ghost mended the injured place, the thin old man held the incense burner, the incense burner was very magical, put it under the other party's nose and let him sniff it, the wound was quickly repaired and intact, the thin old man was unceremonious, dug out another liver, and fed it into his mouth.

The male ghost trembled in pain, and the thin old man said: "Don't struggle, compared to being steamed by the group of ghost pawns in Xudu, I am already considered preferential treatment here." ”

The male ghost stared wide-eyed, looked at the thin old man, and the thin old man smiled: "What do you see, I promised you, if you eat your liver for half a year, I will let you go to be a patrol ghost, don't make me unhappy." ”

The male ghost was trembling, and the thin old man noticed that he seemed to be talking about something.

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

Hey......

The thin old man didn't turn his head, his whole body was cold, and he found a murderous aura burst out suddenly, locking on himself.

Suffered......

Behind him, an iron pincer-like hand grabbed the back of his neck, and the thin old man's figure suddenly exploded, and the next moment he appeared weakly a zhang away.

Dismantling the ghost! Like the floating ghost art, the wall ghost art, and the dream ghost art, it is also one of the advanced ghost arts!

"Save ......"

The thin old man was just about to open his mouth to call for help, when two thick iron chains struck him, slammed his head, and a columbarium was buckled down on his head.

"Ding! Containment Successful! ”

The male ghost tied there looked at Qin Kun in horror, Qin Kun picked the corner of his mouth, and cut off his head with a firewood knife.

The ghost of the eighteen prisons is not worth exceeding.

Between the lightning and flint, Qin Kun eliminated the thin old man, and slaughtered the kidnapped male ghost, suddenly his nose moved, and seven Yan scorpion ropes hooked the pillar in the house at the same time.

That pillar is the same pillar that binds the male ghost before.

Tear pull –

The pillar was violently hooked by the iron lock, and a ghost figure sprang out of the pillar, caught in a large net woven by green ice flames, and the great flame entangled the hands of the underworld!

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

"What's it called!"

"Iron ...... Ironwood ......"

"Where is the ghost king here?"

"Soul Steaming Dungeon ......"

Teki pointed in one direction, and then with a heavy punch, he smashed Tetsuki's chest, and the ash altar took advantage of the situation to put him away.

'Ding! Containment Successful! ’

Walking out of the thin old man's solitary courtyard, the two guardian demons were yawning, and found two arms on their shoulders.

Well?!

The demons were stunned and found a hand on top of their heads.

"How to get to the Soul Steaming Dungeon?"

After speaking, a demon was popped like a balloon, and Qin Kun looked at the only one left: "He didn't have a chance to say it." You'll cherish the opportunity, right? ”