Ghost Shelter System

The mission of Dade School was completed, 1,200 merits were recorded, plus a few newly refined Heavenly Spirit Candles and Yin Candles, overall the harvest was not small.

At the school gate, Wang Qian curled his lips and said, "It doesn't make sense that no one has completed this kind of task for decades."

Qin Kun felt the same.

There is not a single ghost general, and the difficulty of the task is not high. This kind of task has always been on the demon hunting list. Logically speaking, it is not normal.

When the two of them were confused, they suddenly turned back together.

Behind him was an old man, holding a lantern, with withered skin, looking at them with narrowed eyes. The lantern flames shone on his face, which was a little scary.

"Fat boy, are you a nemesis or an adventurous college student?"

The old man is in his 60s and his Hong Kong Mandarin is fairly standard. Judging from his tone, some college students would also explore places like this.

Wang Qian was unhappy when he heard this: "Uncle, what are you talking about? Fat is my appearance, and my hidden attribute is agility."

As soon as the white crane spread its wings, Wang Gan jumped up on the wall. The old man was stunned and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"Wow! Hou Sai Lei, you are really a Nan Mo Lao! Did you come to the New Territories to exorcise demons?"

The old man's expression was a little surprised, but he was just surprised. It seemed that he had seen similar people before and was not shocked.

Qin Kun and Wang Qian nodded, and the old man smacked his tongue. He thanked them for their troubles, and then said seriously: "The ghosts inside cannot be removed. Many Nanwu guys have tried, but after a few years, they will Appeared again. You two, it’s better to leave first.”

"Can't get rid of it?"

Qin Kun was confused. The task had been handed over and the Yin Zhu had been refined. He was 100% sure that the ghost was gone, but he was also a little curious about what the old man meant.

Looking down from the sky, he once again confirmed that there were no ghosts inside. Qin Kun said, "Uncle, what's the explanation?"

The old man held a lantern and invited them to walk and chat.

"A master said that there was too much evil there. There used to be mass graves under the school and on both sides. Those guys didn't want to be saved and used the school as a temple. They liked to stay here and absorb the remaining resentment. Even if they were removed, how many years would they pass? It will appear again every year, and it is easy to infiltrate people."

Qin Kun nodded, slightly understanding.

According to theory, resentment is also a spirit of Yin attribute. If there is enough resentment left in a place, ghosts can indeed survive.

Wang Qian smiled and hugged the old man and said, "Uncle, how do you know so much?"

The old man knocked off Wang Qian's hand and said, "I used to be a temple blessing, and I had a strong character, but now I'm invited here to guard the door."

After the old man finished speaking, he tore off the talisman paper Wang Gan had taped on his back and stuck it on his lantern: "Test me, I'm still a bit young."

After leaving the school, they parted ways with the old man. The old man's house was nearby, and it was his job to patrol every night to prevent some bold students and adventure enthusiasts from entering the school.

"Qin Kun, he does have a lot of yang energy." Wang Qian confirmed.

Qin Kun nodded: "Well, what he said should be true, but I have never heard of a ghost that can be resurrected after being destroyed. Unless it is..."

The two looked at each other: Yin Ling!

Yin spirits can be said to be another form of ghost, transformed by the obsession of the deceased during his lifetime. Mirror spirits, shadow spirits, and temple spirits are all types of Yin spirits.

Qin Kun felt that even the Yin spirits that were difficult to be completely annihilated could not withstand the salvation of the ashes altar. The rest of the fierce ghosts have turned into candles. Only the two Japanese soldiers and the family they killed may still be alive.

"In this case, it may not be clean inside. Should we go there again?" Wang Qian asked.

"No need, the ghosts here have been cleaned up, there will be other evil spirits coming here to take up residence. Unless the resentment nearby is driven away, the temptation for ghosts will be too great. But, can you clean it up?"

"I'm afraid not. Normally, in a place like the Mass Grave, a great ceremony has to be performed. No matter how strong a person is and how strong his yang energy is, he cannot be suppressed if he fails to gain momentum."

Qin Kun said, "This place can be quiet for at least a few years. Don't worry about it for now. We have more important things."

Return to Tuen Mun from the New Territories.

At a fish market food stall, a middle-aged man with pale and swollen skin and half of his head cut off was sitting next to the table. Judging from his appearance, he must be a fish killer. At this moment, the fish killer was sitting across the table, shaking all over. .

Qin Kun and Wang Gan ate seafood and ordered a bottle of white wine, ignoring the fisherman.

After Qin Kun told the story about the Ding family, Wang Qian was suspicious: "How do you want me to help you?"

Qin Kun's method is very simple. Ask Wang Qian to prepare more diamond talismans and stick them on Boss Ding's grandson to prevent accidents.

Wang Qian thought for a while and said: "But...as you said, it's all fate. They took things they shouldn't have taken. If God lets something happen to the Ding family, it won't help if they put diamond talismans all over their bodies."

Qin Kun said: "Of course this is true, but the child is innocent, and the purpose of affixing the diamond talisman is also to alert Ding Shihui."

Wang Qian took a sip of wine and smacked his tongue: "According to your description, that man named Ding is already obsessed with it. So what if he can save his grandson? Moreover, if God wants to punish people, we may not be able to save him."

"So, the descendants of the Ding family should experience a car accident. Don't they?"

Wang Qian twitched the corner of his mouth, saw Qin Kun's serious expression, and said with a smile: "You...this method is a bit dirty, your approach is too wild."

Qin Kun shrugged: "It's better than death. I checked when I came to Hong Kong. In the past 30 years, one hundred and thirteen people have died in the Ding family. This number is too exaggerated! Of the seven clans, only Ding Shihui remains. There is a man in his veins. This is to prevent him from succeeding! The old lady said that I can help him save his life. I don’t mind helping him. After I have done what I have to do, the rest is up to fate."

"Okay." Wang Qian said, "Just do as you say."

After the two discussed the business, Qin Kun turned around, poured a glass of wine and handed it to the fisherman next to him: "Now let's talk about you. People are dead. Why are you hanging around here all day? Aren't your wife and children living a good life? ?"

The owner of this food stall is a middle-aged man with good cooking skills and a kind person. His wife is also helping at the food stall, and there is also an older woman. Qin Kun has just asked that this is all about killing fish. Guy's family.

After so many years of death, the child has married and has children, and the wife is in good health. Everything is fine. When the fish killer heard Qin Kun's words, he lowered his head and said bitterly: "When I was young, I was impulsive and loved to cause trouble. I didn't cherish that time. Only after death can you understand how precious life is. Here, if you can see them one more time, just take one more look. Is that wrong?"

"It seems right." Qin Kun was noncommittal, "But people and ghosts follow different paths. You should always go back to your place. Instead of wandering around them."

"I..." The fish-killer was reluctant to live his current life and wanted to fight, but when he saw Qin Kun's cold eyes, he knew that resistance was useless. There had been a fight just now, and this young man was a very powerful Namo. He even smashed his own ghost body with just two fingers.

Terror can no longer describe the other party's strength.

I have never seen such a powerful Yang person in the Tuen Mun area!

"Master, can you really not stay here any longer?" the fish-killer asked through gritted teeth.

"Don't be nostalgic. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. After drinking and going on the road, remember that in the next life, don't be impulsive again."

Qin Kun's words decided the fate of the fish-killer. He was helpless, but he felt it was a relief.

The white wine was suffocated in one gulp, and the liquid passed through his body and fell to the ground, where it quickly evaporated. The alcohol penetrated into the ghost's body, making him dizzy and feeling very happy.

"Okay, then I won't cause you any trouble, come on!"

The fish killer closed his eyes, an urn was turned upside down, and the fish killer was taken in.

'Ding! Congratulations to the host, the containment was successful! ’

'Ding! The refining is successful and you get a Heavenly Spirit Candle! ’