My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

"Later?" Shui Monk sneered, "Later, the young Taoist priest took advantage of my unpreparedness and wounded me with poisonous hands. You may not know how powerful the Taoist priests were who fought against me. Chains, that ability, if you have Taoism, it is not impossible to be a celestial master!"

"That young Taoist priest is the most despicable. Seeing that he couldn't beat me, he cried and shouted to avenge the two grandfathers. Let me tell you, that is the monk, I have a soft heart. I think he is kind. After all, I am a ghost, and I will not misunderstand me." Will argue with him."

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? I pretended to miss and was captured by him and sealed at the bottom of the river."

The water monk sighed for a while: "In the next 30 years, I stabilized the flood and made great merit. I used my whole life to calm down the great flood more than ten years ago and saved the life of this city. Buddha's light."

After the monk Shui finished speaking, he clasped his hands together, sighed in his eyes, looked at the river, and said "Amitabha", saying that he had gone through decades of vicissitudes.

"Finished?"

Monk Shui said: "Naturally, it's over, hey, there is still a Yang person?"

He is a wild ghost now, because Qin Kun has too much yin energy, so he didn't realize that he is a yang body, which is strange, a yang person, why should he hang out with so many evil ghosts?

"Why, listen to the benefactor and don't believe what the poor monk said?"

Shui Monk said in a tone of "you don't even believe this", and was a little heartbroken, but when he saw Qin Kun's expression clearly, his eyes widened, and the needle-like pupils began to dilate.

"You...you you you you...you!!"

Monk Shui trembled like a lightning strike, stuttered and couldn't speak, the river in his heart was churning, how could this person be here? ! !And, why has he not changed a bit after 30 years! ! !

"What are you, this is my master, you can't suffer from calling Brother Kun."

The Skinner introduced.

Master...Master?

A man of the sun, being the master of a group of evil spirits? ! !

Monk Shui couldn't believe it, his face was extremely pale, and a bad thought permeated from the bottom of his heart, sweeping his whole body.

Qin Kun stood among several ghost messengers, Niu Meng stood in the back, Skinning left, Xu Tao on the right, and Xiaoniao Yiren's wedding dress ghost was in the front.

One Yang man, three evil ghosts, and one half-step evil ghost, such coercion made Monk Shui almost kneel down.

Brother Kun?

I remember that person...is called Qin Kun...

Monk Shui just wants to cry, the poor monk hasn't done anything bad all these years!Why did I meet this evil star again! !

"Hey, Brother Kun, do you know him?"

Seeing Monk Shui's strange expression, the Skinner asked Qin Kun, but Qin Kun didn't speak, so he handed Monk Shui another handful of melon seeds, "Monk, continue to tell me how that shameless stinky Taoist abused you, my master and others Taoist priests are different, they take good care of us, maybe they can help you avenge you."

Monk Shui said with a bitter face: "No, no need, this Taoist master is imposing, and he looks like a dragon and a phoenix among people at first glance. You don't need to trouble the Taoist master to fight and kill in the rivers and lakes. I suddenly remembered that there was a cat in the river." Fish, if I leave for a long time, it will starve to death, I will take a step first..."

"Hold on."

When Qin Kun opened his mouth, Monk Shui's footsteps froze and his whole body shivered.

"Master Dao...what are your orders?" Monk Shui's tongue was stiff, and he felt that his speech was not normal.

"The story is well written, I'll give you a chance, hang out with me."

Qin Kun threw out a stack of coins.

Monk Shui took the coin and was surprised to find that the spiritual power inside was extremely abundant. Compared with the weak spiritual power at the bottom of the river, it was like the gap between a small stream and a big river.

"I..." Monk Shui swallowed, seeing the bullhead ghost, skinned ghost, wedding dress ghost, and braided ghost all smiling at him, obviously these big ghosts did not have the slightest malice.

"30 stacks of ghost coins a month, doubled after being promoted to the evil spirit. I will provide you with cultivation, and you will do things for me. If you agree, you can choose to be loyal to me. There is only one chance."

The night breeze was cool and silent.

After a long time, the water monk absorbed the spiritual power in the coin in one breath.

A reminder popped up in Qin Kun's mind: Ding!Monk Shui chooses to pledge allegiance to you, do you accept it?

……

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Chapter 0202 if the painting is finished, it must be top grade

Linjiang City Funeral Home, Qin Kun's Office.

Just after finishing the shift, Qin Kun leaned on his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Now he has two more functions in his mind.

【Ten Dead Mentor】

Contract Fighter: 0

Introduction: Ten dead city mentor, contract master, can sign contracts with hosts below level 30.Consume 5 drops of Yin Cao Plasma.

Reward: Contract fighter wins 5 games in a row, and can get 1 drop of blood plasma for each game. After 5 games, each victory will give you 2 drops of Yin Cao Plasma.Every time you can bet against the mentor of the contract fighter, the minimum merit is 100 merits, and the upper limit is 5 thousand merits.

Remarks: One day, you will be full of peaches and plums.

Qin Kun can understand this function at a glance. There is no other reason. He is a contract fighter. The gladiator who was squeezed out in the past can finally stand up and become the master.

In the ten-death city exchange, the item 'ten-death contract' appeared, but Qin Kun didn't want to spend the price of 5 drops of Yincao's plasma.

He now has a total of 30 drops of Yincao plasma, and the currently open exchanges are: blood corpse essence (12 drops), ten-death contract (5 drops), Huangquan Daoguo (30 drops, increase the potential value of ghosts by 10 points, each ghost Poor can take 1 time)

In addition to [Ten Dead Mentor], there is another function [Ghost Potential]

【Ghost Potential】

Introduction: Every ghost has potential that can be tapped.

Potential division:

Wandering soul pawn (0~49).

One side is reckless (50~69).

Fierce and aggressive (70~79).

Evil comes to the world (80~89).

The peerless ghost general (90~99).

Yinlong Haunt (100).

Niu Meng: 90

A ugly: 75

Skinner: 83

Headless ghost: 81

Laughing Ghost: 87

Xu Tao: 80

Wedding Ghost: 92

Water Monk: 87

Remarks: Potential can be changed by the acquired practice environment.

Qin Kun saw that among his ghosts, Niu Meng and Marrying Ghost were in the top 90. Marrying Ghost has a mysterious origin. He once fought against the King of Dragon Flower Ghost, and has great potential. 90, which made him a little relieved.

But other ghosts, except for the newly recruited Shui Monk and the smiling little ghost with 87, the others are average.

But Qin Kun doesn't mind, Qin Kun is not the kind of person who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, he has to have a lot of people under his command, and besides, these ghosts are now at the level of evil spirits, and they are powerful enough to pull them out up.

After Qin Kun won the PK with Bat King Innoki, he still had a chance to increase the potential of the ghost. He didn't want to use it yet. Even if the potential was raised for Niu Meng and the wedding ghost now, their level is not that high yet. It's better to save it first.

Jingle Bell--

When the phone rang, Qin Kun withdrew his thoughts and took out the phone to see that it was Qin Xue's call.

After the Chinese New Year, Qin Xue went back to school directly. It is now the middle of March in the Gregorian calendar, and I haven't seen her for almost two months.

"Hello? Xiaoxue."

"Brother! Did you miss me?"

Smelly girl, hypocritical.

Qin Kun curled his lips angrily, still very happy in his heart.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

Qin Xue muttered: "I hate it! You are not enthusiastic at all, you deserve to be single!"

Qin Kun was furious, "Hey, you little girl, how do you talk? Has someone bullied you or is there not enough money?"

Qin Kun touched his pockets, he only had 5 or 6 W on his body now, and all the money was spent on decoration, but it is still okay to give Qin Xue some money, after all, we are just a baby sister.

"Hey, who dares to bully me? Our school will hold a sports meeting soon. Are you coming? This weekend." Qin Xue asked.

It's only Monday today, and there's still a week to go. As for the school, Qin Kun is still very happy to go. Only when he is with young people can he feel the vitality.

With his kind of work, he was in contact with old men or the dead, it was too dull.

"Well, I should be able to go, I have to check the time."

Spring is here, what can I do if I don't go out in spring? Seeing young people running and jumping high, girls cheerleading dancing, and shouting "come on, seniors" in a tired voice, Qin Kun is happy just thinking about it.

He is only 23 years old this year.

Qin Xue said happily: "That's okay, you must come, I'm from the school's literature and art department, watch me do cheerleading then!" After finishing speaking, Qin Xue hung up the phone.

Eh?

What the hell is cheerleading?

Qin Kun was suspicious, as if it was the cheerleading dance?

Hmm... If it's a cheerleader, isn't it a little too revealing?Should I take care of it?

Qin Kun is hesitating. After all, Qin Xue is pretty good-looking, but his father specifically told him not to fall in love during his freshman year.

"Damn! When did you become a sister-protecting madman?" Qin Kun forced himself not to think so much. He was too worried. If he cared too much, Qin Xue would not grow up.Anyway, in the future, she will have to look for a partner for herself, so let's not think about it so much for now.

Another task for this week is to go to Yangliu District University City to collect an evil spirit, so I happened to go over there to have a look.Qin Kun decided.

……

A week passed in a blink of an eye.

On Friday night, Qin Kun arrived near the university town.

The place where he lives is a studio, Yuan Xinghan's studio.

This painter did not choose to move his studio away from the busy city and live in seclusion in the mountains, but like a row of public studios, hidden in the city.

As the saying goes, the Great Hermit lives in the city. Qin Kun looked over and looked curiously at a row of villas a hundred meters away: "Brother Yuan, I don't believe what you said about the Great Hermit living in the city, but I really didn't expect that staying here would still be a problem." You can see Sister Jiang Lan's home, are you sure it's more convenient to have a tryst here?"

Yuan Xinghan staggered and turned his head resentfully: "Director Qin, can you stop joking when I'm painting? I broke the painting again..."

Seeing Yuan Xinghan's sad appearance, Qin Kun said: "Then you can't blame me. You have a problem with your concentration, it must be like this..."

Since Friday, Qin Kun has greeted Yuan Xinghan, staying with him for a few days, Yuan Xinghan is very welcome.After all, his painting style is supernatural and terrifying. With Qin Kun in charge, it is equivalent to raising a town house dog.

I don't know if Qin Kun knew Yuan Xinghan's thoughts and would kill him.

Qin Kun sat in the studio, looking at the street below.

It is said to be a studio. It used to be an abandoned printing factory. Because it is close to Linjiang Academy of Fine Arts, the local area has been developed into an art park.

This area is all studios, or art blocks.

"Ancient Willow Bridge..." Qin Kun murmured the name here, "A good name, as nice as Fenxiang! But it doesn't look like the name of the art district..."

Yuan Xinghan was speechless, how could such a poetic name appear so nasty when it came out of his mouth.

Fen Lane, is that a place for prostitutes? ? ?

At night, Qin Kun practiced exhalation in the huge studio, and Yuan Xinghan painted quietly. The two did not disturb each other, each immersed in their own world.

The faint light comes in from the window. Yuan Xinghan likes to light candles when painting at night, but he doesn't like to turn on the lights, and Qin Kun doesn't care about the light either.

He sat motionless on the sofa for three hours, and Yuan Xinghan sat motionless in front of the drawing board for three hours.

It was not until the sound of footsteps that the silence was interrupted.

"Xing Han, do you want to eat something?"