Ghost Shelter System

Along the way up the mountain, the mountain road is winding and the bamboo forest is swaying. From time to time, a "woo-woo" sound can be heard from the empty mountain. The bamboos are like ghosts, and they are swaying as if they are about to pounce.

Qin Kun warned himself to be calm, no matter how big the matter is, it is still a small matter.

But you have to pay attention to even the smallest things!

Damn it, why are there so many hosts in this ghost system! !

In the past, Qin Kun felt that he was different from others because of the system, and his outlook on life had collapsed. Now he found that others had become the same as him, and his outlook on life was still collapsing.

It’s not that I don’t understand, it’s that the world is changing so fast!

He remembered that the black shadow said, 'Higher beings come to lower planes.' No matter what he said after that, it seemed that there was some indescribable point in this sentence.

Qin Kun cursed all the way into the mountain.

There are some things that you can't figure out, so just don't think about them. Qin Kun asked himself that his logical ability is not very strong, so he just does things that he can't figure out. No matter what happens in the future, only those with big fists have the right to speak. Is this an eternal truth?

Unknowingly, Qin Kun had walked out of the bamboo forest and reached the back mountain.

Here is an open mountainside. The sun has darkened and the moon has risen. Under the moonlight, there is a remote village with not many people.

The terrain of the village was lower than where Qin Kun stood. Qin Kun counted them from a high position. In the village, there were densely packed black wellheads.

Blood Well Village.

Guning County is warm and humid, but it is already a bit eerie here. The humidity and air-conditioning are very heavy, and there is a faint fishy smell in the air. The smell is particularly unpleasant.

This mountain village also has a bamboo building structure. It seems that not many people here have electricity. There is no fire in the whole village, which adds to the strange atmosphere.

"This little brother, is he lost?"

Behind Qin Kun, a voice suddenly sounded. Qin Kun made an "ah" sound, turned his head alertly, and found that it was an uncle in his 50s.

He didn't realize when the uncle came behind him.

The uncle was carrying a hatchet, spoke substandard Mandarin, and was dressed like an ethnic minority.

Qin Kun found that the cuff of the uncle's left arm was empty, leaving only his right hand, carrying a bamboo basket on his back.

After Qin Kun discovered that the uncle was a human, he calmed down and said, "No, I'm here to find someone."

To be precise, Qin Kun came to find ghosts.

"Most of the tourists who came to Guning County in the past would visit our village. The villagers are very hospitable. The person you are looking for is probably in the village."

The uncle was obviously more enthusiastic and led Qin Kun into the village. Qin Kun then discovered that many villagers were working at night. They did not light lamps, but used the moonlight to pickle vegetables, wash meat, and smoke something.

Seeing the confusion in Qin Kun's eyes, the uncle explained with a sigh: "Old Witch Zhu is leaving today, let's see him off. Normally the village is electrified, but according to custom today we can't turn on the lights, so don't be afraid."

"Uncle, do you still have Wu Zhu here?"

"It didn't exist before. The old shaman ancestor came here during the Manchu and Qing dynasties. He taught our ancestors how to read and read, and the witchcraft blessings were passed down from generation to generation. The old shaman ancestor once said that this mountain diabolo accompanies the tomb and raises the three yin and nine ghosts. The mountain behind is The ancestral graves of the Xu family gave birth to the unrivaled springs. The earliest generations of shamans advised the Xu family to do good deeds, but not to move the ancestral graves to the back mountain, which would cause unknown disasters. The Xu family did not listen, and the descendants of the old witch ancestors For the safety of our villagers, we have been living here.”

The uncle unloaded the bamboo basket and suddenly said mysteriously: "Little brother, if something strange happens here at night, don't be afraid. There are some things that you can't explain. Just know in your heart that the old witch will bless you." "

The uncle's face turned pale in the moonlight. Qin Kun was infected by the serious atmosphere and nodded his head.

"By the way, what's your little brother's name?"

"Qin Kun."

"My surname is Han, Ou. Just call me Uncle Ou."

"Okay, Uncle Ou."

Uncle Ou walked out of the house and started shouting towards the village.

"Ali, lift up the spirit."

"Afeng Achuan, light some incense. Get the bow from Grandpa Ma's house. If any blind things dare to come here tonight, don't let them go back!"

Qin Kun was lying on the second floor of the bamboo building, looking at the busy figure under the moon.

Next to Qin Kun, a little girl with braids ran over.

The girl was wearing Han costume. She looked at Qin Kun curiously: "Brother, where are you from?"

Xu's Yizhuang is already on the outskirts of the county town, and the villages in the back mountains are inaccessible to cars, making them even more remote.

Qin Kun said: "Do you know about Linjiang City?"

"Wow, a big brother from the city!"

Qin Kun: "..."

The little girl's eyes shone: "I heard from the teacher that there is an amusement park in the city. Is it true?"

Qin Kun nodded: "I'm right next to the amusement park. I'll take you to play when you come."

The little girl was a little shy: "My name is Xiaoyu. My grandfather's granddaughter."

The little girl was innocent and innocent. Qin Kun touched her head: "Xiaoyu, what are your grandfather and the others doing?"

Xiaoyu raised a finger and whispered: "Carry the spirit of Grandpa Gui. Don't tell anyone that it was me who said it!"

Obviously, Xiaoyu told Qin Kun this secret because Qin Kun asked her to take her to the amusement park.

Ghost...Grandpa?

Qin Kun looked at the place where they were busy. It was the largest bamboo building in the village, with black lights and moonlight shining down. The bamboo building was wrapped in white cloth and surrounded by candles, which were lit one after another.

"Every year at the end of the year, Grandpa Ghost will be carried out, and then many strange uncles and grandpas will come to the village to harm people, and Grandpa Ghost will eat them."

For the first time, Qin Kun felt that he was frightened by a little girl's words and felt a little embarrassed.

Eat ghosts?

Are you sure you're not kidding?

Qin Kun twitched the corners of his mouth.

But no matter how you look at it, there is no ghost spirit at all in Old Wu Zhu's house.

"Immeasurable Heavens, Immeasurable Heavens, see the world with their eyes!"

Qin Kun raised three fingers and wiped them between his eyebrows. His eyes opened, and the whole village was shrouded in Qin Kun's gaze.

Qin Kun saw that there was a coffin in the bamboo building of the old witch Zhu, which was covered with cobwebs, and the fruits of the three sacrifices on the table were rotten. There are bows and arrows hanging in the house, and the bed has been abandoned for many years. Other than that, the layout is no different from Uncle Ou's house.

but……

Qin Kun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Two people, a man and a woman, were tied to two pieces of wood similar to load-bearing pillars in the house. They were dressed in brightly colored silk shirts, and their faces were rubbed white with blush.

But the two men's mouths were blocked and they were very frightened.

Li Zhe? Yu Mengxin?

Why are they here?

Qin Kun rushed downstairs like an arrow and ran towards Old Wu Zhu's room.

Uncle Ou suddenly stopped in front of him: "Little brother Qin, what do you want to do?"

Around Uncle Ou, several strong young people blocked Qin Kun's way.

"Uncle Ou, why did you tie my friend up in that room?"

"Your friend?" Uncle Ou turned around with doubts in his eyes and asked, "Ali, Afeng, is there anyone else in Old Wu Zhu's room?"

The two young men shook their heads: "Old Wu Zhu's room has been locked for a year, how could anyone be there!"

The two looked at Qin Kun incomprehensibly, thinking that Qin Kun was joking.

"The person is right there. If you open the door and take a look, you will know if what I said is true!" Qin Kun said loudly.

In the village, an old man came. The old man was leaning on a cane and flatly refused: "Until the time of carrying the spirit, we must not disturb Old Witch Zhu! No one can go to that room now!"

"Master Ma!"

"Master Ma is here!"

Qin Kun saw Grandpa Ma, who was skinny and bones, acting like a ghost. He said, "Grandpa Ma, there are so many ghosts in this mountain right now. You are killing two living people by locking them in a ghost house!"

Grandpa Ma smiled coldly: "I told you, don't even think about entering the house until it's time to carry the spirit."

Qin Kun looked unkind: "Give me a reason, otherwise don't blame me for forcing your way in."

"Only when the spirit is carried can Old Wu Zhu really wake up and catch ghosts and eliminate demons for our village. This is a rule passed down from generation to generation in Xuejing Village!"

Qin Kun refuted: "You are raising ghosts!"

Grandpa Ma glared at Uncle Ou: "Is this the person you brought? Look at me better. I alerted Old Wu Zhu and killed the whole village. You have to take full responsibility!"

Uncle Ou looked ugly and nodded: "Brother Qin, let's wait for now. Something strange will happen soon. I wish the old witch will protect us!"

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(I'm crazy. I slept for fourteen hours today, but I'm still sleepy... Niu Meng bless you. It may be just one update. Brother Kun will do another chapter in the early morning, and I will post it tomorrow~ Brothers, please forgive me)