Ghost Shelter System

Shopping is also a way of waiting.

The Ding family is already like this. If they die next, Ding Shihui and his grandson Ding Zeyu will die. Boss Ding was not in a hurry before, and Qin Kun is even less anxious. Even if Boss Ding is anxious, there is no need for him to be anxious.

It’s hard to come to Hong Kong. If I don’t buy something when I go back, I would be sorry for this opportunity.

I bought a pair of shoes for Uncle Ge and Crazy Zuo, a cigarette holder for Li Chong, a wine bottle for Beard Nie, and a special call for Chu Qianxun to buy a set of cosmetics designated by her.

Jing Sansheng, Chu Dao, Ning Buwei, Ma Xiaohua, Chai Ziyue, Cui Honghu, Wan Langlang and others, Qin Kun was not familiar with them, and didn't know what to give as gifts, so he bought some random goods, Du Qinghan, Qin Xue, Zou Jingyan, his parents, Qin Ming, Qin Liang, etc. also bought some small gifts.

Although the gift was small, it cost upwards of 1,000 yuan. Before the favor was delivered, the money was exceeded. Qin Kun snatched Wang Gan's card and continued shopping.

There was a dazzling array of things. Qin Kun wanted to buy everything he saw. Comrades such as Xu Facheng, Miaoshan, Mo Wuji, Zhao Feng, Shuo Yue, and Ying Fengyao who had fought side by side also gave some things to show their closeness.

Wang Qian's heart was bleeding. He fell in love with a watch, but Qin Kun wouldn't let him buy it. He thought it was a luxury. Wang Qian was furious. After all, he had worked hard on the Diamond Talisman. What's wrong with rewarding himself?

"Fat man, a watch is one of the three most important things for a man. You are only 22 this year and are still a youngster. Don't rush to dress yourself up too maturely. A more lively look is more suitable for you." Qin Kun said earnestly.

Wang Qian's face turned red: "What the hell...what's wrong with Xiao?! My secret technique of Fu Zong, Five Elements Bird, has to be performed with a boy's body. First, open the peacock screen, and then spread the phoenix tail. I think back then Feng Xiao was also a great figure in his generation. I will also be a phoenix chick from now on."

"Okay, don't stop talking incoherently. Isn't it Zhang Jiao, the ancestor of Fu Zong? It's nothing to do with Pang Tong. No matter how much we argue, you will still be a child."

Wang Qian gritted his teeth and swallowed back his tears. This black dog is so abominable!

At 11 o'clock in the evening, when he returned to the hotel, Qin Kun breathed a sigh of relief. Not to mention, sometimes spending a little money is quite relaxing.

The three of them in Wuweishan went back to their houses and tried on the newly bought clothes. Wang Qian complained that Qin Kun just didn't give him face, and he took selfies with his mobile phone happily.

Qin Kun was lying on the bed, and there was a message on his phone from an unknown number.

[Mr. Qin, it was me who was negligent before, but today my grandson is in trouble again. I hope you will take care of me! urgent. 】

Qin Kun smiled slightly.

Finally unable to wait any longer, Qin Kun stretched out and said, "Fat man, go to Ding's house again."

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11:30, Ding family manor.

One day later.

When Qin Kun and Wang Qian came here again, they felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The Ding family manor is brightly lit, and surprisingly, the servants are all wearing mourning?

"Qin Heigou... we won't be hit to death by others, right?"

Wang Qian's heart pounded and he was about to run away, but Qin Kun grabbed him.

"Stay alive. Fuck you."

In the backyard of Ding's house, there is a pavilion.

Ding Zeyu was indeed alive and well. When he saw Qin Kun coming, he wanted to stop him excitedly, but Qin Kun took one look at him and immediately understood. He came over to say hello and left.

Boss Ding didn't notice anything fishy. He sat in the pavilion with a plate of wine and fruit.

"Mr. Qin, could you please come over here."

"It doesn't matter."

After Ding Zeyu's accident today, Boss Ding was in a state of confusion. He didn't know where he heard the trick. He thought that if his family members wore sackcloth and filial piety, they would be able to deceive him and extend his grandson's life, so he made such a fuss.

Qin Kun Tianyan had noticed Ding Zeyu a long time ago, so he was not in a hurry. After Ding Zeyu left, he looked at Ding Shihui, who was frowning, poured himself a cup of tea, and looked at him calmly.

Boss Ding suddenly looked older than he did a few days ago. It seemed that it was because of his grandson that he was in a depressed mood.

For a long time, Boss Ding didn't know what to say. He picked up the wine glass and sighed: "In my Ding family, there is only one seedling."

"Condolences."

Boss Ding's eyes were red: "You said before that I took something I shouldn't have taken. Where did you hear that?"

Qin Kun leaned on the chair, smiled and said nothing.

Boss Ding faced off for a moment and then lost the battle: "Is it really because of those things that caused the decline of my Ding family?"

Qin Kun shrugged: "Boss Ding, if I said yes, I would be lying to you, because I can't tell you why, but there are some things that ordinary people cannot have. This is the truth."

This is what the unbearable weight of life is all about.

Qin Kun said: "Thirty years ago, you got those things. It was actually a good thing. If God didn't take it, you would be punished. But after you got those things, you may have done something wrong if you chose to keep them privately. Otherwise, you are alone It is impossible for a swimmer to make his business bigger and bigger, but the more his clan members die, the more they die."

Boss Ding raised his head and sighed: "Maybe you are right. I am greedy."

Boss Ding smiled miserably: "I have a secret that I have never told anyone. But today, I want to tell you."

"But it doesn't matter."

At midnight, there is no one in the backyard, and the lighting matches the moonlight, which is just right.

Boss Ding was silent for a while and then said: "In these years, every one hundred and eight days, I have a dream, and the next day, one of the Ding family members will die. I clearly remember that I had a dream Zero one dream is the same number of people who died in accidents in the Ding family. Who knew that this time, only 95 days apart, Xiaoyu would have two accidents. It seems that the next time he dreams, it will be Xiaoyu's turn."

Qin Kun was startled. Isn't 108 the number of Tiangang and Earthly Evil? The Ding family's curse actually has a warning?

"What were you dreaming about?"

"Dream of debt collection, there is a ghost in the dream, saying that I took something I shouldn't have taken. Every time I finish this sentence, I can't talk to him, but I dream of some scenes of tragic death, and the appearance of the deceased is completely looked down upon. , but can compete with my people."

Boss Ding's eyes were red: "In the past 30 years, I can't remember many dreams. The most impressive ones are the time with my son, the time with my second uncle, and the time with my cousin."

"My son was involved in a fight and died accidentally. The day before, I dreamed of a phantom, shouting during the killing, asking me to save him. I couldn't see his face, and I didn't know who the clan member would be who died that time. , until the next day, the news of my son’s tragic death came, which broke my heart.”

"My father died early, and my second uncle cared for me the most. The day before he died, I dreamed that a shadow was pushed down the stairs by two ghosts and was smashed to pieces. That's how my second uncle died. He lived his whole life. He was depressed and frustrated. Even though I became prosperous and gave him a lot of money to help him, I also lost money in business several times. When he was usually melancholy, he liked to smoke on the roof of the building, but that time a sudden gust of wind blew him down. When I went back to attend the funeral, The second uncle’s body has been smashed into shape. And the police are not sure whether he committed suicide.”

"And my cousin. She was the first relative who came to me after I became rich. My uncle died early. She had been a widow for many years and raised three children. She worked hard to raise them. She came to me to find a wife for her son. A decent job. Her three children were very successful and contributed greatly to my business, so my aunt was also one of my relatives who traveled frequently. On the day of her accident, she was going to the airport to pick up her son and granddaughter, but she was involved in a car accident. What I dreamed about the night before was an apparition of a car accident."

The backyard was quiet. After Boss Ding finished telling the story, he leaned forward and held a grape in a daze: "The affairs of the Ding family have attracted many secret sects' attention in recent years, but no one can solve it. Mr. Qin, can you do it?"

Qin Kun did not answer, but asked: "Then you haven't thought about the reason?"

"I've thought about it!" Boss Ding whispered, "In five years, after more than a dozen coincidences, I knew something was wrong with the Ding family. But there was little contact with the Ding family before, so I didn't know about more than a dozen nightmares. Everything came true, so I didn’t care about it. Later, an expert explained to me that I had gained ill-gotten gains and had to give them up. I gave them up and donated them, but it was of no use. The Ding family members still died the same way. .”

Boss Ding paused and said suspiciously: "Mr. Qin never asked me where I got those things from. I guess he already knows?"

Qin Kun nodded: "Yes. Undersea ship tomb."

Boss Ding nodded: "That's right. I got all the ill-gotten gains from an undersea ship tomb. 30 years ago, a foreigner invited me to join a team to visit the undersea tomb. I refused, but they said I could get imagination. I couldn't resist the temptation and joined the gang. After going to the tomb, I secretly hid some treasures somewhere instead of turning them over to the foreigners. But who knew the result would be like this? .”

Qin Kun was drinking tea, but Boss Ding was drinking. It is easy to get drunk easily after drinking, and it is easy to speak the truth after drinking.

Boss Ding promised that he had not concealed or deceived tonight, but he really couldn't hold on any longer. He didn't want to see the only child of the Ding family die in front of him.

"Mr. Qin, save my Ding family..."

The breeze blew, and Qin Kun lit a cigarette.

If Boss Ding is telling the truth, since those ill-gotten gains have been abandoned or donated, there is no reason why they are still cursed.

"Did you really give it up or donate it?"

"Really! Not a single thing was left!"

"Are there some things that you hid privately and then passed on to others?"

"No! And the collections in my exhibition room were all collected later and have nothing to do with the ship tomb."

Boss Ding was silent for a while, and suddenly he was stunned: "Wait a minute... Mr. Qin means that as long as I discard or donate those things, this matter will be solved?"

Qin Kun nodded: "It stands to reason that it is okay. Since it is a debt collection, the best way is to pay it back. The second is to abandon or donate it and pass the curse on to others. But your curse seems to be still there, so I suspect that debt collection What the ghost really wants, you still keep in your own hands.”

Boss Ding pondered: "What it really wants, I still... keep it in my hands?! Hiss... Can Mr. Qin stay in the manor for a few days? I will check it in detail."