Ghost Shelter System

Qin Kun's mouth twitched, this guy... loves to show off.

Ding Zeyu stood up quickly on the ground, wiped away the nosebleed, and raised his hands to Qin Kun: "Senior, Ding Zeyu, do you dare to ask me your name?"

senior?

Qin Kun felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Could it be that he was shocked by the effect of the Flying Feather Talisman?

He didn't know that in Ding Zeyu's heart, he already regarded himself as an extremely mysterious outsider who came here to save his Ding family.

But this is indeed Qin Kun's intention.

Since the other party asked a question, Qin Kun followed the courtesy and said: "Guarding Fuyu alone, the aftershocks of the eight wastelands, the Kunlun Earth Master sitting in the bright hall, the four elephants are the formation in my hand, all the ghosts have turned into frost on the ground. Fuyu Mountain, Qin Kun."

Ding Zeyu's heart trembled, is this really the case?

Ding Zeyu didn't know why, but he felt secretly happy in his heart. He held back his excitement and said, "I don't know why senior is here tonight. What's the point?"

If he wasn't worried about his lack of demeanor, Qin Kun would really want to scratch his head now. Do young people speak with this accent now? It shouldn't be...

"I will save your life." Qin Kun said truthfully.

Ding Zeyu showed an expression that said, "It's just as I expected."

"Senior's love, how virtuous and capable this boy is, to be able to accept it..."

Qin Kun interrupted: "Can you speak to me properly?"

Ding Zeyu suppressed his mood and said with a shy face: "Qin...Mr. Qin, can I become your disciple?"

I……

Qin Kun rubbed his temples and finally figured out what was wrong. This kind of middle-aged boy did indeed exist. Such a bizarre phenomenon in the mirage world did not frighten him, but made him think it was a test? Thinking it's fun?

Holy shit. Although it is my purpose to make you obedient, this is not the effect I want.

Qin Kun figured it out and stopped pretending to be sophisticated. He said with a look of disgust: "You are not qualified enough."

Ding Zeyu was anxious: "Mr. Qin! I can try!"

"roll……"

"Senior Qin! I'm serious!"

"Stop it, if you keep nagging me I'll beat you up!" Qin Kun poked Ding Zeyu in the chest, "Tomorrow, put all these talismans on your body. Don't tell anyone! We'll talk about becoming a disciple later!"

Qin Kun took out five diamond talismans and stuffed them into Ding Zeyu's arms.

Ding Zeyu was delighted, it was this magical talisman paper again!

Qin Kun said: "Remember, don't tell anyone. Your Ding family is in such a catastrophe. It's hard to decipher the fate. I can only make some attempts to steal my life for you."

Ding Zeyu nodded solemnly: "Senior's kindness and kindness will never be forgotten by Xiaoyu. Can I be your disciple in the future?"

"We'll talk about the future later." Qin Kun said and disappeared into the manor with Wang Qian.

"Senior, former..."

Ding Zeyu woke up suddenly and found himself sitting on the bed.

The air-conditioning blew and the sound of insects resumed. Ding Zeyu was annoyed. He ran to the window and found that Qin Kun was not there.

Damn it, why is this a dream!

Ding Zeyu stood by the window for a long time and sat on the sofa with great regret.

With a cigarette in his mouth and a lighter lit, he felt melancholy. But suddenly, Ding Zeyu touched something on the table and saw that it was five talisman papers.

Ding Zeyu's mouth opened slightly, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit. His frustrated mood became excited again, and he laughed silently after a while.

…

At 7 o'clock in the morning, Ding Zeyu and his grandfather were eating at the dining table.

Grandpa Ding Shihui had a frown on his face. He noticed that his grandson was in a good mood today and forced a smile: "Xiaoyu, why are you in such a good mood today?"

Ding Zeyu also had a good appetite. After finishing his meal, he said: "So what if you are in a bad mood? Grandpa, there is a kind of fate called the Lone Star of Heaven. Do you know? So many people in our family have died, so we should look away. Now, live one day at a time. Perhaps, after some people leave the Ding family, the Ding family can return to its original state."

Ding Zeyu felt a little sad at the end.

Ding Shihui was startled. His grandson was rich and often did many ridiculous things, which were directly related to family misfortunes, so his personality has always been weird. Today, he suddenly heard him say such open-minded words. Ding Shihui was surprised, but the last sentence was... Some don't understand.

He thought to himself: Could it be that the ancestor of the Ding family showed up to protect his descendants?

"Okay, Xiaoyu has grown up, and there will be successors to the Ding family's business in the future." Ding Shihui felt melancholy and happy at the same time.

Ding Zeyu smiled mysteriously: "Grandpa, I will not inherit the Ding family business. For the Ding family, I am going to go into the mountains to practice for a few years!"

Ding Shihui's mouth twitched, practicing? Are you out of your mind? What to say, incoherent.

Ding Shihui asked: "Xiaoyu, tell grandpa, why did you come up with this idea? Did you meet someone?"

Ding Zeyu remembered Qin Kun's instructions and said mysteriously: "You will know when the time comes. I have a party to attend today, so I will leave first."

"Where to go? You can't go out these days!" Ding Shihui suddenly said urgently.

Ding Zeyu took out a lighter and lit a cigarette skillfully: "Why?"

Ding Shihui was furious! No matter how ridiculous his grandson is, he doesn't dare to smoke in front of him. What's going on today!

"Put out the cigarette!" A loud roar came from the dining room.

Ding Zeyu exhaled the smoke and laughed: "Grandpa, the Ding family is cursed. I don't know how long I can live. Just do whatever you want. If your family is so big, it won't be a loss if no one inherits it in the end. Already? Carpe diem, carpe diem."

"you……"

Ding Zeyu's words echoed in Ding Shihui's mind. Boss Ding clenched his fist several times and then released his hand, his expression slumped.

My grandson's behavior was a little unusual today, but what he said was wrong?

If the grandson dies again, who should his huge family fortune fall into?

What does money and family fortune mean to him?

The servants of the Ding family manor discovered that the young master was unusually unusual today. He came out of the house with a cigarette in his mouth, leaving everyone stunned. Even though the Ding family has become more evil these years, they still have tutors. Boss Ding is very strict. Although he cannot supervise his grandson all the time, he has never indulged him.

After taking a puff of the cigarette, Ding Zeyu threw the cigarette and lighter into the swimming pool: "Please remember, young master, I will quit smoking from now on! Prepare to go to the mountains to seek Taoism. If anyone sees me smoking, you can come up and slap my mouth!"

The servant looked confused and felt sympathy in his heart. The young master turned out to be crazy.

…

…

At 12 noon, Qin Kun and Wang Qian had dinner in the hotel restaurant.

Wang Qian looked at Liao Xinhu, Luo Shenyuan, and Zhang Niuniu, and smiled dumbly: "Jiuye Twenty-eight Sus? That's disrespectful. My master, Wu Xiong, is fortunate to follow senior Yang Shen and meet all of you."

Luo Shenyuan held the ceremony: "It turns out to be the first disciple of the Southern Sect, Senior Brother Tianzitang Wang. I'm so blind."

Liao Xinhu curled her lips and said: "What kind of disciple of Tianzi Hall, who talks about friendship and inheritance as equals, looks down on us Jiuye Wuwei and these lonely ghosts?"

Wang Qian raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Are the masters of Junior Sister Liao and others dead? Are you so jealous that I have a master?"

Liao Xinhu was poked in a sore spot and said angrily: "Senior Brother Wang, I have also heard about the Maoshan Alchemy Society, but the Fu Sect's performance is nothing more than this. 'Crazy Jiao' Wu Xiong was known as the number one among the heavenly masters, and he was the same as the Maoshan Sanxuan In terms of friendship between swordsmen, Senior Brother Wang’s strength has been darkened by Senior Wu, right?”

Wang Qian chuckled: "Yes, I'm not good at studying. Don't laugh at me. It's enough to have a master in Fuyu Mountain. We all just follow the soup. By the way, Junior Sister Liao is a cultivator of Dongfang Canglong Wusu, right?" I heard that my fifth abode in the East holds the blessing of marriage, and when I saw my junior sister walking with her legs spread wide when she came, she really cultivated diligently."

Liao Xinhu immediately blushed and looked at Wang Qian angrily. The two junior brothers were confused and didn't know what happened.

Wang Qian touched his belly and asked maliciously: "Junior Sister Liao, how about my Fuyu Mountain's male dog's waist? Can you give me some strength?"

Liao Xinhu was a little dizzy. This damn fat guy is so mean!

"Er Niu, Lao San, let's go!"

Liao Xinhu slapped the table and left. Wang Qian curled his lips, looked at Qin Kun and said, "This girl is worth 2,000?"

Qin Kun said: "They are the ones who found the mission, it doesn't matter. I will give you 500 after it is completed."

Wang Gan punched Qin Kun: "That's pretty much it. I won't tell Miss Du. By the way, I have also contacted the person who hit someone with his car. My benefactor's godfather found him. He has many younger brothers. , my benefactor and his godfather will come over soon, they have wanted to see you for a long time."

"See me?" Qin Kun wondered, why did he see me?