It's been a long time since I've been to Xixiang Street alone. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The streets here are back to their former bustle.

Wine is a social tool, the ancients all said that 'the drunkard's intention is not in wine', drinking is an atmosphere, chatting, showing off, bragging, from ancient times to the present.

1 cup of Rangina, 6 bottles of imperial bullets, Qin Kun watched the performance on the stage and took a drink. Sometimes drinking alone is also a kind of enjoyment in pursuit of 'mental tranquility'. Being in a lively atmosphere and detached from things, Qin Kun had liked this feeling before.

Night Charm Bar, the owner's 'army' was involved in a murder a year ago, and it seems that the Night Charm Bar has changed hands, but the atmosphere is still as lively as before.

The DJ on the stage was very shocked, the lights were flashing, and the singer was shouting to warm up the scene.

"I am drunk alone, and drunk makes beautiful women into pairs"

"The eyes are alone, I only hope that he will return to both sides one day"

Qin Kun was shocked by the wind, and suddenly there was a vibration in the ashes altar.

The columbarium altar is not a hostel such as the City God Order, the Bronze Mirror, and the Xiao Gai, and the ghosts inside need Qin Kun's consent to come out. Qin Kun released the ghost and found that it was a mourning ghost.

"Brother Kun! This song is so good! The mourner took the mourning stick and exclaimed hoarsely.

Qin Kun is also a type of person who appreciates both elegance and vulgarity, and thinks this song is very atmospheric, but he didn't expect that crying and mourning would love this style of music so much, why are you a crying ghost, will you be nondescript to do it?

Seeing him dressed like this, Qin Kun thought of a question, it seemed that this time we were not sitting in a corner seat......

Sure enough, after a while, the waiter found the mourning ghost and trotted over: "Hello sir, is there anything you need?" ”

Although the waiter was asking, he looked at the weeping ghost in front of him suspiciously.

Crying mourning stick, crying mourning face, sackcloth filial piety, how to look at how unlucky.

The surrounding drinkers also found the mourning ghost and made a fuss.

"Who is this dressed like this?"

"Can you not come to the bar if you wear linen and filial piety? Not an eyesore? ”

"Waiter, this kind of person is here to smash the field, right? Why don't you get out? ”

"What a disappointment!"

Qin Kun had forgotten that Yang people were taboo about dressing up.

The waiter looked at Qin Kun in embarrassment, and Qin Kun said lightly: "I'm sorry, the wine money is on my head, this is not wearing linen and filial piety, and there are no dead people at home, we are from the crew of "Ghost Hunter" on the outskirts of the city." ”

Qin Kun casually revealed the names of Wang Qian's crew.

When the people around heard this, their frowning brows expanded.

Yang people are like this, once you wear linen and filial piety and integrate into the public occasion, you will feel very unlucky, but when you hear that these things are props, it becomes no big deal, everything is a psychological effect.

"It turned out to be the crew, forget it!" Some drinkers drank too much and didn't want to be stingy, "Order a glass of Bloody Mary for this crying brother, just take it as a misunderstanding." ”

The misunderstanding was resolved, and Qin Kun changed from drinking alone to drinking opposite.

The weeping ghost is now level 21, and he is one of the weakest ghosts under Qin Kun, but Qin Kun will not favor one over the other, and when he saw the weeping ghost enjoying the music, his expression was intoxicated. I don't want to bother either.

A few bottles of wine were in his stomach, and before the crying ghost had heard enough, Qin Kun asked for another glass of Rangina.

Behind him, a woman's voice came.

"Yo, Qin Heigou, are you free to come to me?"

The woman held her cheeks, lying on the back of the sofa, her hair falling down against Qin Kun's cheeks, making Qin Kun itch.

This voice couldn't be more familiar, Qin Kun turned around, met the slightly drunk phoenix eyes, and said, "Ying Fengyao, you are a monk nun and still open a bar?" It's rich. ”

The woman is Ying Fengyao.

She has a Tai Chi pendant around her neck, a copper coin on her body, and she is dressed in a corseted manner, convex and backward, and her figure is conservative and bewitching at the same time.

Ying Fengyao held a glass of wine and slammed lightly with Qin Kun: "What, can't nuns open a bar?" ”

Ying Fengyao was a little drunk, although she was smiling, but looking at Qin Kun's eyes, there was a kind of resentment.

"You can say yes." Qin Kun took the opportunity to put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to sit next to him: "Why are you looking at me like this, everyone's sheets are also rolled, you don't need to be so angry." ”

That night in the Imperial Immortal Court, Qin Kun was obsessed, Ying Fengyao, a mature woman and a virgin, although the evil spirit on her body was heavy, it was very appetizing.

If it weren't for the other party's killer against him, Qin Kun felt that the relationship between the two should be more intimate now.

Suddenly it was pitch black, the drinkers were gone, the DJs and lights were gone.

Qin Kun sneered helplessly: "Playing this set again? Your five bamboo evil bones are useless to me now. ”

Ying Fengyao took a sip of wine and said softly: "This mirage was not released by me." ”

No...... You?

Qin Kun was stunned, his eyelids jumped, and he suddenly looked in one direction.

In that direction, two black-robed foreigners walked over.

"I didn't expect that the exorcist in the East is also quite powerful. Is this ghost slave your subordinate? ”

A Western man wearing an inverted five-pointed star sat opposite Qin Kun, his gums were oozing blood, his face was pale, but the circles under his eyes were dark red, and the cyan blood vessels were clearly visible under the skin.

Next to the man, there was a brown-haired woman with a tall nose and a tall figure with dense patterns tattooed on her face. She sat on the other side of the couch, the mourner caught between them.

"Brother Kun......" The mourning ghost suddenly found that he couldn't move, and a powerful force intertwined with each other on the two of them, tying him in place.

"Who are you?" Qin Kun asked curiously.

Qin Kun saw that the yin qi on the two of them was strong, and they were obviously not serious exorcists, and Qin Kun, the inverted five-pointed star, knew that this was a sign of Satan.

"Dear Oriental exorcist, we are just a passer-by in search of a lost god. If there is a disturbance, please bear with me. ”

The man speaks Chinese quite fluently, but his attitude is not as friendly as his tone.

After the man finished speaking, he grabbed the door of the weeping ghost, and the weeping ghost felt like his soul had been caught, and he couldn't shout for help, and his consciousness seemed to be broken.

What is this called a lot of tolerance?!

It depends on the owner to beat the dog!

"Hey, you two, stop." Qin Kun had some unhappiness on his face and warned.

Obviously, the two of them feel that the strength of the crying ghost is too weak, and I am afraid that they will regard themselves as ghost-level ghost hunters, these two people are not strong in aura, the system shows that it is a level 27, a level 26, and they dare to ingest the soul of the crying ghost in front of themselves, and they don't take themselves too seriously.

"Huh? Stop it? The man seemed to have heard some joke, "Dear Eastern Exorcist, maybe you haven't heard of the Dark Soul Knight. We are Satan's vanguard. ”

There was a sneer in the man's eyes, and the woman laughed too, and some people were like that, ignorant and fearless.

"I've heard that." Qin Kun said very seriously.

Qin Kun's words were like a thunderbolt, exploding in the man's ears.

The Black Soul Knight, a high-ranking member of the Satanist Cult, is a mysterious existence in the West, how could he have heard of it?

After a long time, the man looked incredulous and frowned: "Have you heard of the Black Soul Knight?" ”

Qin Kun nodded, "There is also the Holy Soul Society." ”

"Have you heard of those hypocritical preachers?" The man was even more surprised.

"I've killed a few knights." Qin Kun added.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

After a while, the man said, "This can't be! You're lying!! ”

According to the organization, the number of dark soul knights has been stable at 20 for ten years, and no knight has ever been killed.

"Liars must be punished!"

Suddenly, in the woman's black robe, a blood-colored, slender knife appeared, the handle of the knife was a black skull, her eyes were bloodshot, and as soon as the knife was taken out, the woman slashed straight towards Qin Kun's neck, and her movements were extremely fierce.

Ying Fengyao was held in Qin Kun's arms and raised her eyelids: "If you want to kill him, I'm here, what are you?" ”

Ying Fengyao raised her jade finger, and the copper money on her body sounded, and she pointed at the woman.

Then, the woman's movements stiffened, her spine protruded from the back of her neck inexplicably, and then, the ribs grew wildly, the leg bones grew wildly, and the woman was in disbelief, and in the scream, it turned into a ball of thorns made of bone spurs.

The voice of the copper coin disappeared, and the woman didn't believe that she was so easily solved.

Qin Kun walked over and lifted the man's collar, "Black Soul Knight, right?" I'm not good at torturing people in the mirage, let's go out and talk about it. ”

Qin Kun let go of the man and waved his hand to break the mirage.

The mirror-like walls shattered, and the surrounding area returned to the noise of a bar.

Qin Kun opened his eyes and found two foreigners who were about to flee in the corner of the bar.

Qin Kun put away the weeping ghost, got up and left.

The waiter ran over: "Sir, you haven't settled the bill yet......

Qin Kun hugged Ying Fengyao's waist and asked, "Do you know who she is?" ”

After the waiter saw the woman's face clearly, his eyes widened: "Old, boss......"

No way! What a situation!

His boss, who landed in the Night Charm Bar last year, found that the boss was young and beautiful, and he was the same as a stunner, thinking that he was the second wife of a big bag.

So many hooligans came to make trouble, eating and drinking for nothing, and clamoring to be their boss, until a week later, fewer and fewer people came to make trouble, and after inquiry, those people disappeared. I don't see anyone alive or dead, the boss still doesn't shy away from going in and out, still drinking, still dressing hot, and radiant, all of a sudden, let many people understand that this boss is definitely not easy to mess with.

But now, the waiter watched his boss being held in the arms of a young boy, and there were some little birds who looked like people, and felt a little unreal.

Qin Kun patted the waiter on the shoulder, pushed him away, and walked out.

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