Ghost Shelter System

Open your eyes, it's a wooden house.

Insects and birds chirped outside, and the sound was sweet.

Qin Kun's brain, which was in a down state, slowly came back to his senses.

Where is this?

I struggled to get up. It seemed that I had slept for too long, my head was dizzy, and my arms had no strength.

Qin Kun found himself lying on a wooden bed with a bamboo mat underneath him. He was naked except for a pair of boxer briefs. The small buckwheat pillow on the bed had been wet with sweat. Qin Kun looked at this familiar place. He took out a pair of beach shorts from the flexible space and put them on and walked out.

As soon as he opened the door, the fresh air rushed into his face, as if the far away world came into his face, giving him a big hug.

So comfortable!

The sun shone on his body, and the sweat was not dry, and it was covered with a layer of light golden light. Qin Kun took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy of the mountains and wild mountains made him feel comfortable all over his body, and his limbs seemed to be stretched out. , sing a song.

Completely immersed in this natural environment, Qin Kun stretched his body, his bones crackling like exploding beans.

Cool!

This is in the mountains, and the building behind it is an under-repaired Taoist temple. There are houses in twos and threes located on the mountain. It is not very crowded, but it is very comfortable.

In a place welcoming guests, Chu Dao and Yu Yuexian are playing chess.

In the main hall dedicated to the ancestor Lu Jiuhe, Jing Sansheng was directing the juniors to work.

Wang Gan had a grimace and was repairing the murals in the hall with a brush.

Li Chong rolled up his sleeves and went to the house to lay the tiles himself.

Han Yao framed the statue of his ancestor with meticulous attention to detail. He would rather squat at the door and smoke a cigarette, giving some advice from time to time.

Chai Ziyue and his master Ma Xiaohua embroidered the curtains and tents of the Taoist temple.

The slate at the door also needed to be repaired. Wanlang, who loved cleanliness very much, took a brick knife and knocked the slate into the desired shape. He was covered in dust.

Nie Yuxuan lay on the grass and fell asleep, drooling.

Chu Qianxun was cleaning the room that might be the kitchen, kicked Nie Huzi awake, and asked him to bring two more buckets of water.

This scene falls into the eyes, like a scroll, which is pleasing to the eye.

The corners of Qin Kun's lips raised unconsciously, and an old man's voice came from beside him: "Is Master Qin awake?"

Qin Kun turned his head and said to the old Taoist next to him: "If you have met Master Pingfeng, just call me Qin Kun."

The old Taoist is well-known, the leader of Maoshan, Pingfeng Zhenren Qiu Huaqing.

Master Pingfeng chuckled: "You have been sleeping for two days, just wake up. There is nothing to eat on Fuyu Mountain for the time being. You can ask Fayang and Faming to take you to Maoshan to eat something first."

Buyeosan? Buyeosan.

No wonder I slept so soundly in the past two days, it turned out I was home.

Qin Kun touched his dry belly and smiled: "I'm sorry."

"Neighbors of thousands of years, no trouble." Master Pingfeng smiled kindly.

"By the way, I dare to ask the real person, aren't Uncle Zuo and Uncle Ge here?"

Master Pingfeng's smile froze, and he barely maintained his demeanor and said: "Here we are, soaking in the Yongling Spring."

Seeing Master Pingfeng's sad expression, Qin Kun felt happy, as if Fuyu Mountain had taken advantage of him.

Go down the mountain to eat.

Leading the way for Qin Kun were Xu Facheng's junior brothers, one with the Taoist name Fayang and the other with the Taoist name Faming. Since they had never joined the world, they did not have lay surnames.

The two little Taoist boys were in their early twenties, so young. When Qin Kun saw the sparkle in their eyes disappearing, he knew that they had good talents.

"Senior Brother Qin, we often hear Senior Brother mention you."

Fa Ming was more lively and chatted with Qin Kun while leading the way.

"Oh? What did Xu Facheng say about me?"

Fa Ming stuck out his tongue: "Senior Brother said that you are upright and don't stick to trivial matters, which gives us the opportunity to have more contact. He said that we can learn a lot of useful things from you."

Qin Kun didn't expect that a proud guy like Xu Facheng would praise himself, but it was right. He would tell his junior brothers and sisters how good someone else's family was, so he couldn't boast.

Thinking of this, Qin Kun didn't mind complimenting him and said: "Your senior brother is too humble. Less than two years after Xu Facheng came into the world, he not only advanced to the top class, but also supported himself. That's quite impressive. If you want to join the world by then, you have to Ask him for more advice.”

Fa Ming was puzzled and scratched his head: "Senior Brother Qin, my senior brother should learn and ask for advice when he is promoted to the first class, but to support himself, there is nothing great about it, right? With our ability, it is more than enough to go down the mountain and do rituals, catch little ghosts, and support ourselves. ah."

Qin Kun said: "This is the difference between you and your senior brother. Xu Facheng takes ghost hunting as his duty and rarely talks about rewards. Most people in the real secret sect are like this. This is a skill for oneself, not a craft for making a living. You have to figure it out."

Fa Ming was startled, looked at each other with Fa Yang, and saluted respectfully: "I have been taught."

Qin Kun was familiar with Maoshan's cafeteria. He had eaten it for several days during the Maoshan Danhui. At that time, the holy monk was in charge of it. The taste was so good that people wanted to swallow it. Although there was no holy monk here this time, the food was delicious.

Maoshan's rice is steamed in a steamer. It is fragrant and glutinous and delicious. Bamboo leaves are placed inside, and the taste does have a unique fragrance.

The bamboo shoots fished out of the well taste great, but the taste is a bit bland, but they are very refreshing when dipped in some sauce.

A salted duck egg, the egg butter is rich in flavor and has a mellow taste. Next to it is mountain vegetables mixed with vinegar and dripping with sesame oil, which is absolutely delicious.

Qin Kun ate five bowls of rice in one go and was still not full.

Lack of oil and water is a common problem in the food here. Qin Kun is still not satisfied, but he is too embarrassed to eat more. After all, he has just woken up and wants to eat more meat. Unfortunately, there is almost no meat in Maoshan's canteen.

"Senior Brother Qin, these are the meals for the senior brothers and uncles in Fuyu Mountain. I hope that Senior Brother Qin will take them back."

Qin Kun found a pole carrying two heavy boxes of food. He smiled slightly and said, "I've never given food to anyone like this."

After eating and drinking, he thanked the hospitality, wiped his mouth and left.

Qin Kun carried a pole and swayed towards the mountain.

In the evening, when the afterglow fell on the mountainside, Qin Kun came back under the clouds. His eyes saw that Zuo Jinchen and Ge Zhan had also returned.

The two of them went up the mountain from the other side and looked at the beautiful scenery of the mountain. Sakon Chen became poetic and his voice was sonorous.

"One peak is higher than all the mountains, but there are thousands of miles of dust and sand."

"Looking down at the smoke and clouds, there is no way forward; looking up at the radish leaves, there is no way forward."

"Emperor Jiaping has been replaced in the human world, and who knows everything about Qutian underground?"

"The old traces of right and wrong are now wild, and customs have spread to worship teachers and immortals."

Qin Kun didn't understand, but he had a smile on his face. Uncle Ge must not understand, but his laughter was even louder.

"What a poem!"

The mountains and plains echoed with the roar of dragons and tigers, and Sao Jinchen said contemptuously: "Don't make a sound, it ruins my elegance."

On the mountainside, the two saw Qin Kun carrying a pole and said happily: "Are you awake?"

"Um."

"In three days, there will be a banquet for the Master of Life and Death, and you will be the rightful owner. If there is any trouble in Fuyu Mountain from now on, or if someone comes to ask for help, you will have to bear the responsibility. Do everything for the sake of my sect."

Zuo Jinchen told Qin Kun, and at the same time glanced at Ge Zhan with contempt: "It's a pity that some old men are greedy for petty advantages, so Nie Yuxuan was given the imperial title by Yulong Mountain, otherwise I can help you."

Ge Zhan looked unhappy and left angrily.

Qin Kun smiled bitterly: "Uncle Ge is not in good health, so don't be angry with him."

Sakonomi was disdainful: "Don't worry about him. This old man has been plotted against for his whole life. He is so open-minded. He will forget about it after a while."

Buyeosan finally has a pillar, and the older generation is very happy. They should not continue to worry about such trivial matters when they are a hundred years old.

Qin Kun nodded, his smile returned, and he felt that the burden on his shoulders was indeed much heavier.

Arriving at the top of the mountain, Qin Kun greeted: "Everyone, dinner is ready!"

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