Ghost Shelter System

Qin Kun asked, "What do I mean, Boss Ding doesn't understand?"

Boss Ding chuckled: "I don't understand. If Master Qin wants to pretend to be a ghost, then I won't entertain you."

Qin Kun sighed and advised: "Ding Shihui, it's best to give up some things that don't belong to you."

Boss Ding tried his best to suppress his emotions: "Master Qin, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Qin Kun stepped forward and clicked on the glass cover: "Most of your collections are ghost weapons. The real ghost weapons are belongings of the dead. If the living are left around, they will cause evil and evil."

Boss Ding chuckled: "It's not something that Mr. Qin has to worry about."

Qin Kun said: "I know you are not afraid, because you have asked people to pray for these things to drive away evil spirits. But other things are not evil, and those things are more dangerous, because those things are too precious, and your life cannot bear it. rise."

Boss Ding's face sank: "Qin Kun, please leave the Ding family. You are not welcome in the Ding family."

Qin Kun turned around and left, and his voice came from far away: "Ding Shihui, I will wait for you for three days. A greedy loach like you is not worth saving. Don't harm the child."

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At night, Qin Kun lay on the bed in the hotel.

When he left Ding's house in the afternoon, Boss Ding was furious and broke a lot of things. He was obviously very angry. But that's not important. Ding Shihui still didn't take out the God-given thing that the old man said.

Qin Kun can understand or not understand Ding Shihui's life. Getting something is a good thing for Qin Kun, but it is not his own thing. If he can't get it, he won't lose anything. As he said, if he wasn't worried about affecting his children, Qin Kun wouldn't have left a buffer step.

The door to the room opened wide and Liao Xinhu walked in. She was wearing pajamas and there were water stains on her hair. She had obviously just taken a shower.

The luoli-type royal sister was wiping her hair, and the murder weapon in her collar was turbulent. Qin Kun was lying on the bedside, admiring Liao Xinhu's deliberate display of welfare, and asked curiously: "Is something wrong?"

Liao Xinhu rubbed her hair with a towel, her lips parted slightly, and her big eyes were very confused: "Master Qin, what did you see this afternoon? Why did you leave suddenly?"

"I didn't see anything, but there's no point in staying there."

"You can take a look at that house first. Maybe there's something wrong."

Qin Kun sneered: "Purple energy comes from the east, a famous family is prosperous, there are stars shining above, and there are five wood locks below. That place combines the three talents of heaven, earth and man, yin and yang, and the feng shui is so good. What does the problem of the Ding family have to do with the house?" relation."

Qin Kun didn't have the habit of 'ransacking' his house. If he felt something was wrong, he would take it away. Ding Shihui would not expose some truly valuable things. Therefore, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to take it out, Qin Kun will definitely be unable to touch the 'precious thing', and there is little point in leaving it in the Ding family manor.

"Then...if it doesn't have anything to do with the things in the exhibition hall, then what does it have to do with it?" Liao Xinhu came up and sat on the bedside with Qin Kun.

"It has something to do with something that's not in the showroom."

"Oh~"

There was an air conditioner in the room, and Qin Kun was covered with a quilt. Two cold legs got under the quilt, touching him slightly. Qin Kun turned his head and found that Liao Xinhu's expression was thoughtful, and there was a kind of cuteness on purpose.

The other party naturally got under his quilt. In this deliberately ambiguous way, Qin Kun did not show any pretense, but was just a little curious: "At any rate, he is the descendant of Jiuye Wuwei. In order to help Ding Shihui solve the problem, he used the beauty trap." ? Not that much."

Liao Xinhu came over and tilted her head and smiled: "It's 3,000. For 3,000, what does a beauty count for?"

Qin Kun's face was no more than 10 centimeters from Liao Xinhu's. Qin Kun said: "So short of money? Are you cheating on yourself?"

Liao Xinhu came closer: "Then it depends on who I pay to. If you are good enough, wouldn't you get both people and wealth?"

There were footsteps in the corridor. Liao Xinhu threw a dart out of his sleeve. The dart was nailed to the door and he closed the door. Liao Xinhu pressed the bedside switch and the lights went out.

In the darkness, the sound of breathing seemed particularly charming.

Liao Xinhu suddenly turned over, rode on Qin Kun's waist, and tackled Qin Kun: "Can you solve this matter? We need to share 2,000, and can only leave you 1,000, okay? Even if we borrow it, .”

"It should be possible to solve it. It just depends on whether he is willing. As for leaving 1,000 for me, it has exceeded expectations... I have never received so many karma accounts."

Qin Kun lamented that the most expensive time was when Xu Yang helped blackmail his second brother for millions or tens of millions of dollars, which was really an astronomical figure.

After receiving Qin Kun's reply, Liao Xinhu slipped off her pajamas and pressed her body against them.

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Dark room, big quilt tumbling.

In recent times, Qin Kun's Yang Qi has recovered well, which can be seen from the messiness of the bed.

Liao Xinhu crawled on the end of the bed, like a happy fox, with no strength to lift his arms.

Thinking of the absurdity just now, my heart beat like a deer, and I was intoxicated. That kind of feeling makes people love and love each other.

Qin Kun has never seen such a weak opponent. He is finally online. How can he easily win or lose in less than 300 rounds? While thinking about it, he grabbed Liao Xinhu's ankle and pulled her back.

At 2 o'clock in the evening, Liao Xinhu fled back to the room while holding on to the wall. She counted the time and found that it was already 6 hours. Qin Kun said that there were still 296 rounds left. Liao Xinhu dragged her weak legs and said she did not dare to do anything. She stayed in the house overnight, even if Qin Kun told her that they could only get 1,000, she didn't want to die of dehydration.

The room was quiet again, dark and filled with smoke.

The cigarette butt flickered brightly and dimly.

Qin Kun recovered his thoughts from the previous state.

We've done what we need to investigate.

The excitement is over.

Next, he had to do something serious. He had already accepted the benefits offered by Liao Xinhu. If he gave them less than 1,000, he would probably get entangled with them. Qin Kun felt that he needed to use some means to resolve the matter.

But he couldn't force it. It was unrealistic to force Ding Shihui to take out the treasure he didn't want to take out.

Then it can only create an opportunity for him to not only know the seriousness of the matter, but also have the opportunity to change his mind.

Qin Kun thought of a way, so he got dressed and made a call.

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Hong Kong Dade School.

This well-known murderous place in Hong Kong has always been shrouded in mystery.

At 2:30 in the evening, a fat man with a bun on his head was hunched over, exploring the abandoned campus.

A ghost hunter should not be afraid of ghosts, but some ghost hunters are naturally timid. Just like a woman who has the ability to kill a cockroach, but is still afraid.

Wang Qian has been here since he took over the mission of the Demon Hunting List. After confirming the information in the past few days, he came here to find out. Not only was the campus eerie, but also quiet and eerie. He wasn't too scared when he encountered a ghost. What he was most afraid of was the period before he encountered the ghost. He kept thinking about the ways in which ghosts appeared, which was the most uncomfortable.

Next to it, a zombie with dead fish eyes came over and said, "Little Fatty, it's so scary here."

Under the moonlight, a dead face with withered skin was revealed, and Wang Qian was startled: "It's scary as hell, who can be as scary as you!"

Feilei Zong is one of the few ghosts who can't hide the appearance of his death.

It's not because he received some curse during his lifetime, it's just because his brain is not strong enough to understand this basic ghost technique.

After listening to Wang Gan's words, Fei Leizhang was a little happy. Good brother Peipei said that ghosts who can scare people are powerful! I didn’t expect that my master’s strength would be so high in his mind.

A wild cat suddenly jumped out. Fei Lei Zheng reacted quickly and punched the wild cat. The wild cat's hair exploded, its expression was frightened, and it began to spin around. This scene fell into Wang Qian's eyes. What Wang Qian saw was a miniature coffin. Cat trapped.

Fei Lei Zheng’s ghostly coffin-sealing fist!

With one punch, it turned into a coffin and sealed it. In fact, it is a kind of ghost beating the wall!

Wang Qian said: "Can you knock it out? It screams too much."

The wild cat's cry echoed in the campus, which was particularly harsh. Fei Lei scratched his head and said he couldn't do it.

Wang Gan took a picture of the thick earth talisman and knocked the wild cat unconscious. At the same time, he warned Fei Lei Zong not to mess around again, which made Fei Lei Zong resentful.

The doors and windows of the teaching building were rusty and incomplete. Wang Qian opened the window, jumped in nimbly with a slight leap, and as soon as he landed, his cell phone rang, startling him in the empty teaching building.

"Hello? Qin Kun? You are seeking death!!!"

Wang Qian was angry.

"Stop talking nonsense, where are you?"

"Don't you know where I am? The mission on the Demon Hunting List was recommended by you!"

"I know, I'm at Dade School, too. Where are you?"

Wang Qian blinked: "Why... why are you here?"