SFS Page 1037
Page 1037
"Paris Bronze Art has launched, an international exhibition, and Ma Shigu's family has gone to participate. My master just happened to drop by, and I will meet some old friends."
Qin Kun nodded, which is logical.
"This is Brother Han's brother-in-law, right? This is Cui Honghu."
"We seem to have seen Han Yao get married before." Tu Yong got up and shook hands, "But I can't remember clearly."
Tu Yong showed an apologetic expression, still remembering, but Qin Kun smiled in his heart.
Once Cui Honghu covered his face, he was the body of a judge. Even if ordinary people had seen him, they would gradually forget it. It would be strange if he remembered.
Lu Fashen just won’t let you remember it.
"Have you decided on the university to apply for?"
For a top student like Cui Honghu, Qin Kun would never ask low-level questions about failing the exam.
Cui Honghu smiled: "Well, I plan to stay in Shanghai."
"It's also a good thing. Come to the river this time to relax. I guess you don't need me to help you with money, do you?"
Cui Honghu grinned: "Gathering money is a small way, this difficulty can't be solved, I'm too lost to Yinyang Temple. But it's better to find me a short-term job first, I will go on a graduation trip in June, and the money has run out. The pockets are tight."
The bear boy is indeed promising, and judges most respect cause and effect, and don't accept the food that comes from it. Since he wants to exchange at equal value, Qin Kun doesn't mind either.
"Help me train my dog in the past few days. It seems to have got its name wrong...By the way, teach it some commands...um...2000 yuan."
Qin Kun checked the training school, and the price was the same, but it took more than a month to train, and the child cried and refused to be sent away because he couldn't bear it.
Cui Honghu didn't resist Qin Kun's request, and the price was right, but he was a little puzzled.
"Head...you...should be better than me in this area, right?"
Qin Kun looked at it with raised eyebrows, and exhaled smoke faintly: "How about I show you the place where Zhao Feng was beaten first?"
Cui Honghu shook his head like a rattle.
He didn't want to be a character who was beaten by Qin Kun for an hour and didn't knock him down.
"I picked it up..." Cui Honghu saw the little wolf dog running over, "What's its name?"
"Little black."
"Is it Qin Heigou's black?"
"It was Zhao Feng who was hung up and beaten black in the dark basement."
"...The head of the family, see what you said, you can have a good chat with each other, why keep mentioning outsiders." Cui Honghu shrank his neck mockingly, and elbowed Qin Kun.
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For more than a month, the ghost messengers have been very good.
The ghost-hunting tasks released by the system were completed extremely quickly.
After moving to a new home, my life has reached a new level, and I am more motivated to do tasks. Some tasks that the system has not released, but whenever I encounter some evil spirits on the road, I will catch them back.
Anyway, Brother Kun said that Xie Chong needs to work to build the city.
In addition, it is playing mahjong.
Now every ghost agent is stuck in a bottleneck and it is difficult to break through, but after a long time, they have never thought about breaking through, and it's not that they don't want to make progress, but they have learned to unite.
When everyone goes out on a mission, they will find helpers. The ghosts who are close to them call the ghost king together. Although they only deal with some fierce ghosts and wild ghosts, the relationship is at least closer.
The atmosphere is great.
It was a few times when the skinning mission was done, two ghost kings were called to accompany him. As a result, the ghost was so frightened that he failed to complete the mission, which was a bit regretful.
Recently, after Wang Gan officially moved into Chu Qianxun's basement, the atmosphere of the ghost messengers became even better.
Summer is sunny, a good season for supernatural films. Wang Gan is filming in the supernatural town, and Fei Leizhuo goes shopping with Qin Kun's ghost messengers. At night, he is taken to play cards. The days are very pleasant.
Everyone is not here to win Fei Lei Zang's money, but to get along with Fei Lei Zang easily and happily.Niu Meng scoffed at the behavior of these gangs of hurting friends to deceive Fei Lei Zang, but after hearing that Fei Lei Zang would be released, he began to take the initiative to develop a relationship with Fei Lei Zong.
This guy...has a lot of patience.
After Cui Honghu moved into Qin Kun's house these days, they had another playmate.
Three-eyed ghost.
Two eyes are blind, one vertical eye is lit.
In Fuyu Mountain Master, ghost messengers have the least contact time with Cui Honghu, so they are also the most unfamiliar with the three-eyed ghost. I heard that this guy was born with deformities and was abandoned by his family. Later, he grew up alone. Wish to die.
The ghost messengers are very sympathetic, so they take good care of him.
The three-eyed ghost seemed to have never felt the care of his friends before and after his death. After he integrated into this environment all of a sudden, his mood brightened a lot.
Pepi found that the three-eyed ghost is actually very easy to get along with, and he is also a passive and flattering personality. As long as he takes the initiative to care about him, he will be very loyal to his friends. This personality is much easier to get along with than Master Chu's corpse lamp ghost and assassination ghost .
"Three-eyed, I, Xu Tao, are the big ones. You don't mind calling me brother, do you?"
Among the ghosts, as long as you start playing, Xu Tao is the most attractive boy. Standing in the middle of the ghosts, if you can't detect that his ghost is only at the peak of the evil ghost, the three-eyed ghost will think that he is the boss of Qin Kun's subordinates. Woolen cloth.
"Brother Xu! It's a pleasure to meet Sansheng with you, you treat me as a brother, it's my blessing from the three-eyed cultivation!"
"Cheer up!" Xu Tao bit her braid and slapped her thigh, "Say this to my brother, I will take you to a place to have fun tonight!"
At this moment, the three-eyed ghost's two eyes, which were originally blind, were opened!
He said suspiciously: "Brother Xu, how dare you ask me how to be happy... My master has strict rules, I am afraid that my brother is in some places, so I can't accompany my brother..."
Next to him, Fei Leizhuan, who was staring at dead fish eyes, suddenly turned his head: "I have been to the three eyes that are fine."
The three-eyed ghost still needs to say something, but after discovering that Xu Tao's ghost skills are stirring, he borrowed the skinned human skin cloak, and the Shenjiang ghost's temple to stabilize the mirage world. soft.
"Fei Lei, you... also went in?"
The three-eyed ghost's mouth was dry and he kept swallowing saliva, Fei Lei stared stiffly at the dead fish eyes, showing an expression of reminiscence: "Mmm, it's very moist..."
Peeling saw that he was a regular customer, and went directly to the mirage world: "If you want to play, go upstairs, if you want to gamble, come to the lobby!"
Ghost messengers filed in.
Xu Tao's Goulan ghost technique has become more and more exquisite, and the scale has doubled, and even actors and dancers have appeared.
Old Tea Immortal, Eunuch Chang, Ghost King Longhuai, Ghost King Fengxin, and Shui Monk went in to listen to the play, just for entertainment.
The female ghosts found that the mirage inside didn't have their own appearance, so they relaxed for leisure and found a private room to play mahjong.
The Peeling group started to fight at the gambling table, there were more mirages watching, and the atmosphere of gambling was not so good, some of these mirages would even flatter, and when they won, they were extremely happy!
A few ruffians from Xu Tao's Eight Banners were there to maintain order.
The mirages all look like the Qing Dynasty, and I don’t know how Xu Tao comprehended this kind of ghost art. The mirages are really powerful, and they seem to have a bonus from the dynasty. Salute, now the four guards with knives of Brother Sixteen like to come here to play.
Niu Meng, Ma Lie, Dong Ao, and Shen Jianggui held their own identities, so they naturally wouldn't go to the second floor to play. A few big bosses sat under the stage of the dancers and watched them shake their buttocks, scolding and offering rewards.
The latest artillery ghost to join the group yelled in his not-so-fluent Chinese: "Women wants to see a Dutch woman!" As he said that, he slammed the offering on the boy's face.
In the corner, Zhang Bu shook his head helplessly.
It feels like one day, the mirages in Xu Tao's mirage world will be rewarded as existences no weaker than ghost kings.
In such a colorful world, the three-eyed ghost felt dizzy, and was helped by his good brother Xu Tao to the second floor. Before entering the door, he wanted to struggle for a while, but Xu Tao patted him on the shoulder: "Wuhen Yimeng, why bother?" .”
As he said that, several female ghosts who looked like Tu Yong's wife rushed out, and dragged the three-eyed ghost into the door.
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At this moment.
At the gate of the Paris Copper Art Exhibition, a Chinese old man looked up at the sky with a solemn face.
Behind the old man, a middle-aged man with orange hair came over, and the old man turned his head silently: "Aren't you afraid that people from the Holy See will kill you?"
The orange-haired middle-aged man also looked up at the sky, and said with a slight smile, "I didn't do it."
A tourist followed the eyes of the two and found that there was nothing but blue sky, white clouds, and pigeons in the sky.
The old man took a deep breath: "I believe in you, will others believe in you?"
"Whether they believe it or not, it doesn't matter. The important thing is... the troubles of the Holy See and the Ghost Council are coming."
As the middle-aged man with orange hair spoke, he unfolded the drawing book, and an unattractive picture appeared.
In the picture, a little boy is holding a balloon and looking up at the sky. In the sky, there appears a... eerie and treacherous giant city!
After finishing the simple illustration, the old man shook his head helplessly: "Your trouble is coming too."
The orange-haired middle-aged man followed the eyes of the old man and smiled: "Fan, have you decided to join our Holy Soul Cult?"
A sunny young man walked over, with a gentle smile, and took the lead to salute the old man: "I have met the elder."
"Dignified demon hunter king, you don't need to be polite."
After seeing the ceremony, the young man looked at the orange-haired middle-aged man and said, "Who made this city?"
"I."
"Not you."
"Why can't it be me?"
"You're not that boring."
The orange-haired middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
"You're right, I'm not that boring."
The young man said: "So, who is it?"
The orange-haired middle-aged man rubbed his dry eyes: "Do you think I will know?"
The young man smiled: "Not even the prophets of the Priory of Sion could predict or predict this matter, so there are only two people who can know the reason. The Pope, you. The Pope just said it, and he didn't know."
The orange-haired middle-aged man stretched his waist: "Okay, I know. What's the benefit of telling you?"
The young man was silent, he seemed unable to come up with the conditions the other party wanted.
"Join my Holy Soul Society for a month, and I will tell you the truth."
"Only a month?"
"Just one month."
"I won't do anything for you."
"You don't need to do anything."
"I'll join."
"This is made by Soul Fort."
"Impossible!!! Soul Castle is in Great Britain!"
"No, where the laboratory is, that's where the castle is!"
After the orange-haired middle-aged man finished speaking, he took off the inverted five-pointed star pendant around his neck, and solemnly put it on for the young man.
"Van Helsing, I, Herrell Carter, formally appoint you as the next generation Pope of the Holy Soul Church."
The youth's expression froze directly.
The orange-haired middle-aged man laughed loudly, moved his shoulders and left: "Get ready, my lord, hell... is coming!"
Chapter 1426 Cheng Wang died
In July, the weather is hot.
The ground is a permeating cold.
Sanfenshan Experimental Base.
At the entrance of the laboratory of Pit No. [-], Dr. Huang Kecheng took over the experimental records and looked through them.
Failed again.
"Doctor, we have overcome other difficulties and are even close to tying Soul Fort, but the experimental body is still too weak..."
The experimenter silenced the sound.