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

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Although he is really visiting friends, in the eyes of Tianqi Duwu's people, Qin Kun may not be so friendly.

Walking along the way, thinking about the nature of the world all the way, from time to time there will be white god fighters throwing cold arrows and setting traps.

Qin Kun avoided them one by one, and did not pursue those ordinary people.

Walking out of the forest, there are many tribes.

The mountains here are undulating, the valleys are stretched, and the smoke from many villages is rising. Although there are demons in the forest, there is also food.In the forest, white-haired warriors kept coming back from hunting, returning with a full load, while some women were gathering and weaving.

The workshop is still in production, and this is the era of manual work. Because the Baishen clan has a special physique, the manual efficiency is very high. Qin Kun once again saw rattan, turtle shells and other objects listed at the entrance of the workshop, and started to buy them.

"Hey, how do you sell this?"

In the nearest stockade in the forest, Qin Kun picked up a cane, and it looked scary. It didn't hurt to beat someone. It was really a good tool for teaching children.

The woman at the door of the workshop was startled when she saw Qin Kun.

"You... who are you?!"

The language here is similar to that of the City of the Ten Dead. Qin Kun heard the woman's fear and said with a smile, "Demons in the City of Demons."

"what--"

The screams attracted the man who had returned from hunting nearby.

Those men rushed over with weapons in hand, only to see the woman pointing at Qin Kun and saying, "He, he is a devil!"

Whether he is a devil or not, you can tell by looking at his clothes.

This person's clothes are different from theirs, he must be a devil!

"Damn devil, stop!"

Qin Kun scratched his neck: "I didn't move."

"lay down your weapon!"

"It's rattan."

"……who are you?"

"A demon in the city of demons."

"Why don't you look like..."

Qin Kun was speechless: "Young man, don't judge people by their appearance. I'm here to trouble you Baishen this time."

The surrounding Baishen soldiers suddenly roared with laughter.

In a word, the surrounding atmosphere actually eased a lot. Qin Kun was puzzled, but he didn't pretend to be fierce, so he could only laugh along with it.

"Who are you lying to..."

"There are demons coming to the city of demons, but you are definitely not..."

"Some demons came here a while ago and killed a lot of people indiscriminately. Will you kill people too?"

Qin Kun seemed to be surrounded by a group of simple and barbaric people chatting. They looked at Qin Kun as if they had seen something rare, and began to ask, tease, and even some boldly ridiculed Qin Kun.

In fact, the demons who dare not kill people are different from ordinary people?

Qin Kun found a well-woven rattan chair, and sat on it shaking his legs: "You all are really courageous. I have a terrible reputation, and I am not afraid. Come on, seeing that you are all warriors, I also Don’t be so harsh, this time I’m here to exchange some special products with you.”

Qin Kun discharged the things in the elastic space on a polished bluestone.

Qin Kun hoarded a lot of food, drinks, sundries, etc. that were about to expire. He didn't like to waste and didn't want to throw them away. He was worried about what to do with them recently, so he simply sent them out today to exchange things with them.

A lot of things they had never seen before dazzled the people of Baishen.

"Is there anything good to exchange?" Qin Kun asked as if doing business.

"what is this?"

"Bread, eat."

"what about this?"

"Compressed biscuits are also edible."

"what about this?"

"Drinks are delicious."

"I want this!"

"Here's my bicycle key...you give me back!"

……

There are quite a few workshops around, most of which are weapons and armor shields used in battle, among which turtle shells are the most common. The cracks of the turtle shells are filled with strange paints, which become radiant in an instant, but perhaps the turtle shells are the cheapest and are used for exchange. most people.

"I want to change the bread!"

"I want a drink!"

"Compressed biscuits!"

"I want a pump!"

"roll!"

"I want it!"

……

After the transaction was completed, the elastic space was filled to the brim. Qin Kun felt a little sad looking at so many tortoise shells.

But if you sell it as a work of art in Shidong Village, it should be worth more than bread that is about to expire.

After the bartering, Qin Kun left under the welcome of the crowd. It was some distance from Baitu's residence, so Qin Kun simply got on his bicycle.

As soon as the bicycle appeared, Qin Kun found people around him kneeling on the ground.

Qin Kun was puzzled.

Several devout warriors shouted and bowed down: "I have seen the white god's mount!"

It seems that a long time ago, I gave Baitu a bicycle.

Qin Kun thought for a while, and was very speechless. One day, he would be bowed down by others because of his bicycle. Who would believe him if he said it.

After ringing the car bell, Qin Kun walked away, and the people around him dared not get up for a long time.

Chapter 1377 Terrifying Turtle Charge

On a plain, the river is rushing, and not far away is a big city like a fortress.

The big city is six stories high, and the three-dimensional city is unimaginable even in modern times, but in this wild land, this kind of spectacle has appeared.

The first floor is underground in the city, where there is no sunlight all day long, and the people who live there are called ghost slaves.

The second floor is full of ordinary residents.

The third floor is the nobles and the market.

On the fourth and fifth floors, there is already a private residence.

The sixth floor is a temple.

Spacious, tall, empty, solemn.

There were not many guards, and they were all in full array. Not far from the big city, half of a mountain was cut off, and a huge statue of a god was carved.

white god.

Qin Kun didn't bother to understand the civilization of the Baishen clan, and didn't care about the stories and legends of the Baishen, but he knew that this was his second visit to the temple, and if he was in danger this time, no one would rescue him.

The horns are buzzing, and the number of people blowing the horns is increasing. This is the highest etiquette of the Baishen clan.

Qin Kun walked up the stone steps step by step.

This etiquette is the battle horn of the Baishen clan. Its tone is passionate and thick, and it is heard ten miles away. Only when facing the most powerful enemy, will a horn of this level be blown.

This is respect for the opponent and a declaration of war against the opponent.

Ghost slaves, civilians, guards, nobles, elite warriors, priests, countless people in the giant city, all saw a young man walking towards the temple.

Lord Baishen welcomed him grandly.

The ten-meter-high temple gate is divided into three layers. Qin Kun stood at the gate, and there were no guards to stop him. The sound of the horn stopped abruptly, and a slightly old voice came from the depths of the temple.

"You are here again."

Lift your legs and step in.

In the first gate, there are solemn god statues carved, in the second gate, there are mountains of treasures, and in the third gate, there is a Shura field.

A white-haired young man was sitting there, his muscles bulging all over his body, the white hairs on his body were reddened, and the roots stood upright, his eyes were full of fanaticism, surrounded by corpses of alien races all over the place.

His chest rose and fell, he looked at Qin Kun, licked his lips, and was eager to try.

The surrounding braziers flickered, and Qin Kun saw Tianqi Duwu who had grown old.

The last time we met, he seemed to be a middle-aged man. Now, he is over 50 years old, and his eyes no longer have the fighting spirit of the past. any disturbances.

"Kunlun Demon, since you escaped from my will, you shouldn't come back."

The middle-aged man walked down the altar with his hands behind his back.

Qin Kun and Tianqi Du Wu looked at each other face to face, and he smiled slightly: "Where's Hai Kuiyin? Let me take him away, and I promise I won't come back again."

"Hahahahahaha... that corpse eater has been imprisoned by my Father God, you can't take him away!"

The young man next to him spoke loudly, with a mocking expression on his face.

Qin Kun ignored the junior's banter, took out a cigarette and threw it to Baitu.

"You know me. The first time I came here, I took you as a friend to reminisce about the old days, but I missed it."

He lit it, and set Baitu on fire again.

"So the second time, I won't jump into the pit again."

"But you still jumped into the pit!" The young man talked again, and suddenly countless white silk threads gathered in the air and condensed into a slap, which slapped him on the face.

Snapped--

The young man flew upside down and hit the stone pillar in the temple. The corner of the young man's mouth was bleeding, and he covered his face in disbelief: "Father, why did you hit me?!"

Bai Tu exhaled smoke, he is a god, so the people who broke into his hometown are demons.

Only they can talk on an equal footing.

Bai Tu is very conceited, even if he is an opponent, he is the only one who can ridicule him.

This is identity.

He ignored the young man, but looked at Qin Kun: "I really miss fighting side by side with you many years ago, but you don't seem to understand the situation. Even if you have grown up compared to last time, you are still not as good as me. "

"In the past, you would have done it directly without talking nonsense." Qin Kun smiled, "Are you afraid now that you are old?"

Bai Tu frowned, closed his eyes, and opened them again: "Last time I came here, I couldn't calculate your karma, your karma line is very strange, it seems to be broken. But last time I saw my own destiny, I will be safe and sound, Bai Tu Your people will be safe and sound. This time, I still can’t account for your karma, but I can’t see my own destiny clearly either.”

This was the reason why Baitu hesitated, the reason why he didn't make a move for so long, and the reason why he was willing to continue talking nonsense with Qin Kun.

Opponents that cannot be seen through will always bring many variables, which makes people uneasy.

Qin Kun said: "Hand over Haikui, and I will leave. You are not a nostalgic person, I am. Your hometown is beautiful, and you have been to mine. According to my personality, I will not destroy this beautiful."

Bai Tu took a deep breath of the cigarette, then smiled lightly.

"It seems that you are not sure about getting out of your body."

Qin Kun spit a puff of smoke on Baitu's face, leaned forward, showing his white teeth: "I didn't come here this time to retreat, I came here to work hard! If I don't get what I want, I'm going to ruin this place."

The corner of Baitu's eyes twitched.

For a high-ranking person, the biggest impact is being provoked face to face.

The guards rushed in, Baitu waved his hand, they disappeared in place and reappeared at the door.

He was weighing and guessing, he was not afraid of Qin Kun, but he was not sure how to defeat the enemy with one move.

Qin Kun was different from the last time he came here. He didn't want his people to be hurt, because it would damage his reputation, and he couldn't tolerate any flaws.

His whole life must be perfect.