Ghost Shelter System

Chapter 110, What a huge mirage [Second update]

"The candles are brightly lit! Bless my soul!"

Deep in the mountains, under the full moon, there is a chorus, accompanied by shouts one after another.

Qin Kun has returned to Uncle Ou's small bamboo house.

In the room on the second floor, Uncle Ou and his granddaughter Xiaoyu accompanied Qin Kun to watch the ceremony held in the village.

Qin Kun knew that Uncle Ou must have been ordered by Grandpa Ma to look after him, but he didn't say anything. What he was worried about now was, firstly, the safety of Li Zhe and Yu Mengxin, and secondly, the danger that the old Taoist ghost said.

When a person enters the Yin Xue and turns into a ghost, the Yin Qi will definitely dissipate. There are many incense offerings in the village tonight, which may attract ghosts from all over the surrounding areas. Let Old Witch Zhu eat these ghosts again, I can’t imagine the result! So Niu Meng, the Laughing Ghost, and A Chou were asked to guard the bamboo forest, while the Skinned Ghost and the Headless Ghost were ordered to guard the ancestral graves of the Xu family in the back mountain.

What Qin Kun was facing now was the old witch Zhu who had turned into a ghost.

"Uncle Ou, I heard from Xiaoyu that the old witch Zhu Zhu was buried several times without success."

Qin Kun lit a cigarette, and candles were now lit in every house. The candles spread out with Old Wu Zhu's bamboo building as the center. The candlelight was dim and there were many figures. Qin Kun took a deep breath from his cigarette and just used Mirage to communicate with Li Zhe and Yu Mengxin in the old wizard's room to calm their emotions.

Uncle Ou saw Xiaoyu sticking out his tongue and simply admitted: "Yes. I have been buried three times in the past three years, and every time I was buried, the soul of the old witch Zhu came out of the tomb that night, saying that he had not returned to his body. He will not die with his eyes closed. Then let everyone lift his coffin. Everyone except the person who carries the spirit knows about this."

"Then have you ever thought about why?" Qin Kun blew out a smoke ring and asked.

Why?

Uncle Ou shook his head. Old Wu Zhu said that there was a ghost invading the village, and he was back to destroy the ghost. But Uncle Ou always felt that Old Wu Zhu was deliberately not buried.

In the center of the village, someone was finally ready to carry the spirit. I just happened to see if what Qin Kun said about someone in the house was true.

Grandpa Ma presided over the burial.

"Open the door and welcome the old witch Zhu!"

The locked door was opened, and the smell of decay rushed out. Several young men lit torches and walked in. However, when they entered Lao Wu Zhu's door, the expressions of several people changed.

The two young men who opened the door felt cold and shrank back: "Master Ma...there are really two people in this room!! That outsider didn't lie to us just now!"

Grandpa Ma stood at the door with his eyes straightened and his expression strange. Since Old Wu Zhu died three years ago, his body has been disposed of and has been kept in this room. Normally it is impossible for anyone to enter the house!

Besides, today is a big day, even if people come in, they will see it!

On the bamboo tower, Qin Kun found that the person carrying the spirit was hesitating. Apparently he noticed something was wrong in the room. He turned to Uncle Ou and said, "Because you old witch Zhu is a ghost! After his death, he was attached to the human world and did not want to go to the underworld." The underworld, the tomb he chose, is the gloomiest place in the vicinity for a hundred miles! However, he has been eating ghosts for the past three years to keep his soul alive. Once you successfully bury him, a bloody disaster will inevitably happen!"

"Impossible!" Uncle Ou flatly didn't believe it.

"Do you think I came all the way here to lie to you? What do you think that is?" Qin Kun pointed at Old Wu Zhu's house.

Inside the house, a man and a woman were brought out. Their faces were pale and they were dressed like paper figures buried with them. Uncle Ou couldn't believe it, there were actually two people in Old Wu Zhu's house!

Is everything he said true?

Uncle Ou's teeth chattered. He remembered a past incident that his grandfather had said. He stared at the costumes of a man and a woman, and trembled: "It's a living sacrifice... What exactly does Old Wu Zhu want to do?"

Qin Kun looked at the dark wind starting to blow in the village and the candlelight swaying around him. He sneered: "You can remind your Grandpa Ma to cancel this burial. Otherwise, someone will die tonight."

Although Qin Kun's words were a bit alarmist, Uncle Ou had heard about the living sacrifice. After the living sacrifice, fierce ghosts would definitely be born. In the past, their neighbors down the mountain, the Xu family, had a live sacrifice in the Qing Dynasty, in which the deceased's enemies were sacrificed to the deceased.

Then, a fierce ghost appeared and killed dozens of members of the Xu family in half a month.

Such strange things. Many surviving tribesmen were so frightened that their families moved to other places. It was a Taoist priest with profound Taoist skills who got rid of the ghost and saved the lives of the Xu family.

Uncle Ou quickly ran to Master Ma and told Master Ma about the legend of living sacrifice.

Grandpa Ma's face was uncertain, and then he made up his mind: "The ceremony will continue! Old Witch Zhu has protected us all his life, and we cannot let him continue to be buried in the earth! We must fulfill his wish and bury him!"

Qin Kun came to Li Zhe and Yu Mengxin and saw that they were both in poor mental condition, so he handed them two bowls of talisman water.

"Drink it first."

Seeing the two drinking the bitter and earthy talisman water, Qin Kun asked: "How could they be caught? Where is Yuan Xinghan?"

Li Zhe's tied hands and feet were cold, and he said with a grimace: "In the evening, Painter Yuan was painting, and we sat by the Weeping Spring. Although the Weeping Spring Tomb sounded eerie, the scenery was indeed beautiful. But for some reason, Xinxin suddenly I fainted, and then I fainted too. I only remember a scary-looking old man dragging us here. Before I fainted, Painter Yuan was still painting. Judging from the flashlight he brought with him today, he probably had to paint until very late. Bar."

Li Zhe hurriedly tore off the bright silk shirts he was wearing. These silk shirts had been there for who knows how long. They were torn as soon as they were torn, finally revealing the clothes he had worn before.

Yu Mengxin suddenly burst into tears: "Wow... Husband... I'm so scared... Wuwuwuwu..."

Li Zhe saw that Yu Mengxin was mentally broken and held her in his arms. He touched the mobile phone in his pocket and found that there was no signal at all. He looked at Qin Kun fearfully: "Director Qin, we...we can now Can’t you go back?”

Qin Kun shook his head: "Tonight is haunted by ghosts in the mountains. We won't be able to go back until dawn tomorrow. Don't be afraid. If you see something unclean later, just shut up and pretend to be a paper man." Don’t wipe off the white powder and blush yet. Got it?”

Qin Kun spoke very seriously, and Li Zhe nodded hurriedly when he saw the gloomy atmosphere in the village.

If Qin Kun hadn't found them today, their lives would have been lost. Now Qin Kun will do whatever he says, and Li Zhe will never resist.

After settling Li Zhe, Uncle Ou came over and said, "Brother Qin, I can't persuade Master Ma."

After all, it is a blue mission. If this can be persuaded, the mission will be completed. It is not that simple.

"Since you can't persuade me, call all the villagers who are close to you to your house. Let each of them bring a red candle!"

After Qin Kun finished speaking, he found that his hands were a little cold.

Tonight, I really have to fight alone, no one can rely on me!

"I hope these blood wells in the village are still useful."

The ceremony of carrying the spirit is very simple, including lifting the coffin, singing sutras, blessings, scattering money, and crying for the spirit.

This gloomy place is at the back of the village, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with the full moon shining directly. Qin Kun watched the team carrying the spirits leave. Uncle Ou's granddaughter ran over and looked at the two little girls next to Qin Kun who were wearing blush. Couple, curious and a little scared.

"Brother, who are they?" Xiaoyu huddled next to Qin Kun.

Qin Kun said: "This uncle is a rich man and can take you to the amusement park. This aunt..."

Yu Mengxin pouted and stamped her feet: "Director Qin! I am my sister!"

Qin Kun rubbed the back of his head and laughed: "This sister is also a little rich woman. She will buy you nice clothes. Please be nice to them."

Qin Kun said "Huh" after saying this.

"Where's Li Zhe?"

"Oh, my husband went to the toilet." Yu Mengxin replied.

Qin Kun saw a black curtain rising at the end of his sight, covering the bamboo forest and the back mountain, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

What a huge mirage! Is this the spiritual power of evil spirits?

"Find him quickly and return to Uncle Ou's house. Something is going to happen."

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