Ghost Shelter System

It has been four months since I returned from the Ten Death Cities.

In mid-October, the weather in Linjiang began to slowly turn cooler.

On the old street of Baihu Town, Qin Kun was strolling in front of a small shop. The deserted village on the other side of the bridge was still under development and renovation, but the supernatural-style shooting base had taken shape. In the past few months, many film crews had moved in to prepare for the newly listed place. The film and television base has been injected with vitality.

Wang Qian came back several times. He was dressed very coquettishly. His fat face was a little fatter than before. He still had a round head, but his dirty clothes were gone. He wore all kinds of brand-name clothes, saying they were sponsored. The businessman gave it to me as a gift, and it's very nice.

Some of the crew were attracted by Wang Qian. After all, niche films are not yet active in the mainland market, but they have been widely praised after being released in Japan, South Korea, Southeast Asia, Europe and the United States. It seems that foreigners are curious about the gods and ghosts of the East and are willing to buy them. As a result, niche supernatural films have found a new outlet, which many people did not expect.

There are 3-5 crews of various sizes coming every month. Although it is far from the big film and television bases, it is still a good start.

Among the three owners of the Ghost Hunting Inn, the eldest lady is the most financially savvy and took the lead in contracting the lunch box industry in the supernatural town. Sister Gu, the cleaning lady, and Gao Ying, the front desk clerk, were brought in for training by Chu Qianxun when the store's economy was stable. After a while, he used the backyard of the shop to set up a pot and turn on the stove, and officially started selling box lunches.

"Boss, morning!"

Qin Kun was strolling, and a lunch cart was pushed behind him. Two zombies, Sister Gu and Gao Ying, greeted Qin Kun. There was also a fat cat lying on the cart, lazily basking in the sun.

"Uh...morning."

Qin Kun greeted stiffly.

In the past few months, the two of them have been selling lunch boxes every day and never tire of it. After all, in addition to the crew, there are many businesses and tourists in the town now, and the number of boxed lunches is much greater than the number of customized ones.

Seeing the two people full of energy, Qin Kun always felt a little inconsistent.

Damn zombies are all self-reliant... The world is indeed changing fast.

Did he know that in addition to selling box lunches, the two of them also managed a chicken farm next to the film and television base. The chicken farm was naturally invested by Chu Qianxun. The eldest lady felt that the two were hardworking and hardworking, and even gave them some shares. This chicken farm The chicken farm has been running for two years, and the output is not low. It supplies almost half of the chicken in the northern suburbs of Linjiang. In terms of net worth, Gao Ying and Sister Gu can be considered rich.

The two carts disappeared, and Qin Kun walked across the stone bridge and entered the supernatural town.

On the outskirts of the town, some cigarette shops have retro signs. Although the style is scary, the business has also improved. Baihu Town was originally intended to develop the tourism industry. Now that there is a film and television base, it has an additional attraction. Here, Baihu Amusement Park and Baihu Old Street complement each other and attract traffic from each other, making most of the businesses prosperous.

Even the tea shop next door to Qin Kun, which was about to close down, came back to life.

Who would have thought that there would be a day when dead trees would bloom in Baihu Town.

"Boss Qin, good morning."

The neighbors in the old street of Baihu Town said hello. There was no business in the store in the morning, so they would come to the town to walk around. Anyway, it was only separated by an artificial canal, and they already regarded this place as a park.

"morning……"

Qin Kun waved and stopped in a unique B\u0026B compound.

The courtyard is located at the crossroads of the town, with the best geographical location. The first floor is a large courtyard. It sells barbecue in the evening and the second floor is open during the day.

Both breakfast and lunch are served on the second floor. Sitting on the railing in a unique environment and watching the busy town is an excellent experience.

This is the courtyard under Wu Senranpan.

"Hey, it's Director Qin."

After coming here more often, Dawu's employees also got to know Qin Kun, who was a good friend of the boss. They all called him Director Qin, and they simply called him that.

Qin Kunsheng enjoyed the breakfast buffet. Seeing that there were many people eating here, he joked: "The business of your store is good. Dawu has chosen a good place."

"Haha, thanks to the small town, many stars have chosen to eat here since some film crews moved in. They don't eat box lunches very much, so the boss asked us to prepare some exquisite breakfasts, which are not expensive. Fortunately, we can earn back some Capital. Director Qin, look, those people are all the stars here! Yesterday, the boss specially entertained them and even took a group photo. "

The man pointed at a few customers eating not far away, then took the phone as if to show off and scrolled through the photos inside.

Niche stars appeared on it one after another, all taking photos with Wu Senran, and it was marked that they had filmed a certain movie, and they looked decent.

However, Qin Kun suddenly became stiff after seeing the photo of Wu Senran and Wang Qian.

Wang Qian's chubby face smiled very proudly. The following were all movies that Wang Qian had filmed. The corners of Qin Kun's mouth twitched: "This damn fat guy can be considered a star?"

"Director Qin, you can't say that. This is the famous Wang Qian! He has acted in many niche films in recent years. Although he is not the protagonist, he is a prime supporting actor. I heard several directors say that they can't even hire him. Well, he has a status in the industry now!"

The employee looked serious and even showed his thumbs up.

Well... my brother's popularity has already broken through the circle.

Qin Kun couldn't laugh or cry.

That's right, Wang Qian returned to Linjiang when Qin Xue went to school. Now Qin Xue has graduated for a year, and Wang Qian has been working hard in the film and television industry for 5 years, and has begun to climb from C to B. , whether it is C or B, in short, they are all considered to be on the rise in their careers.

After breakfast, Qin Kun returned to the store. During this time

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He still commutes between the funeral home and the town. To be honest, Qin Kun is still a traditional person. He already has enough money in his hands to live and drink for a lifetime, but he still has the concept of going to work in his bones.

Diligence and kindness are the principles that my grandfather taught me when I was a child. My grandfather was a farmer and took diligence very seriously. In the past, in the countryside, if we didn’t work hard, our whole family would not have enough to eat. Now that life is getting better, we must not forget our roots.

Linjiang City has long been at peace with yin and yang, but there are still a lot of blind brats who cause innocuous troubles. In fact, this kind of thing happens everywhere, and it can't be prevented. Qin Kun left the trivial matters to the ghost servants, while he was still busy with his own affairs.

Tuwa did not ask Qin Kun for support today. As a 'guest', Qin Kun did not have to go to the funeral parlor to work. He stayed in the shop with a chess score spread on the table and began to study it.

The ability of Zhen Zijuan has been improving, and Qin Kun's chess skills have also made a leap.

From chess to Go, Qin Kun began to become proficient, and his opponents changed from Monk Shui and Eunuch Chang to Old Tea Fairy and Zhang Bu.

On the counter table of the Ghost Hunting Inn, Qin Kun was making moves, and the old tea fairy was sitting opposite and following the moves. The two were fighting back and forth. The old tea fairy was born in the Yamato nobles and was an elegant person. Tea ceremony and chess skills were both standard.

He and Qin Kun have played a lot of chess in the past few months, from bloody torture to a draw. No one can feel how fast Qin Kun has improved than the old tea fairy.

My master used to be pretty good at chess, and he knew that, but he had just started to play Go. At first, he seemed like a reckless man who had mistakenly entered the world of chess. His moves were rude and unruly, and he was often killed by him. But now he has appeared. Unique style.

It's still a big open and close move, but the details have a sense of refinement that only a master can have.

Just like a martial arts master fighting with others, he can swing seven points of punch but not nine points of force. This often makes the old tea fairy unable to detect Qin Kun's true strength. In the past few days, he has missed one after another and was defeated by Qin Kun. He always feels that The loss was inexplicable.

The old tea fairy was defeated in this round and said with shame: "My chess master has made rapid progress, but I can't keep up with him."

Eunuch Chang curled his lips: "Flattery."

The old tea fairy was furious: "Chang Chang, what you are playing is flattery! You have never won against your master before, and you lose one piece every time. Don't think I can't tell!"

Elder Chang blushed: "Nonsense! That's because the master is so powerful, and I am not as good as him."

Just kidding, Eunuch Chang often played chess with the nobles in the palace. Sometimes he would even see the emperor coming to give guidance to the nobles. He had to ensure that he played hard and missed a piece at the critical moment in order to make the nobles happy.

How could this guy who only knows how to make tea know the secret of survival in the palace!

Eunuch Chang left angrily, and Qin Kun said to Zhang Bu: "Want a plate?"

Zhang Bu is gentle and elegant. After hiding his dead look, this rotten-faced ghost has an ordinary face. Like most Confucian scholars, he has a bookish spirit, but when he is thinking, there is always a calculating light in his narrow eyes that cannot be concealed.

"Since the master is enjoying his elegance, Bu should accompany him."

Zhang Bu is very smart. He has mountains and rivers in his heart and a city in his chest. On the surface, he is kind-hearted and makes people feel like spring breeze when he talks. But after getting along for a long time, all the ghosts around him know that Zhang Bu is the most arrogant ghost. He has a strong heart for winning and losing. He would never give in when playing chess with Qin Kun.

Qin Kun was also happy.

Playing chess is also learning. To improve yourself by analogy, you have to find a master to play against.

It is the same as the law of life and death to some extent.

Soon, Qin Kun surrendered. Zhang Bu's chess skills were indeed not on the same level as those of the old tea fairy.

"Master, do you still want to continue?"

Zhang Bu asked respectfully.

"No, I have other things to do today."

Looking at the time, Qin Kun felt that it was almost noon, and the guests he had agreed to meet were probably arriving soon.

Sure enough, at 11 o'clock sharp, an old man arrived as promised, followed by a man wearing glasses.

The old man was blind, but his ability to walk was not affected at all. He stepped in and looked at the environment of the store. The old man's eyes stayed on the chessboard in front of Qin Kun, and he said with a hearty smile: "Mr. Qin is in the secret door. , it’s commendable that you can still have such elegance.”

The person in charge of Sanfenshan Experimental Base, Dr. Huang Kecheng Huang is here!

Behind him is Dr. Shen Heshen, the person in charge of the Gushan Experimental Base!

Qin Kun looked at the two people entering the door and rolled his eyes at him: "I don't like chatting with intellectuals like you. I can't tell whether you are flattering or teasing. It's hard!"

Huang Kecheng, Shen He and Qin Kun had a close relationship and had known each other for a long time. They smiled upon hearing this and sat down without any courtesy.

"A few months ago, you said you had something important to discuss with Shen He and me. At that time, the experiment was at an important stage and you couldn't get away. Now you're here after you've finished your work. I hope Mr. Qin doesn't mind."

mind?

Qin Kun wouldn't mind if a boy brought money to his door.

"Okay, Old Huang, don't engage in these empty pleasantries. Today's affairs have to be settled. Do you have enough money?"

After Qin Kun finished speaking, Dr. Shen picked up a suitcase.

"Qin Kun, after all you are also a high-ranking rookie in the secret sect, why are you still such a philistine!" Dr. Shen curled his lips, "The money is here, no matter how much important information you provide, how many causal accounts we will settle."

It is true that he admires Qin Kun, and it is also true that he despises Qin Kun's philistines.

Qin Kun matched his imagination of the strength of an expert, but lacked the demeanor of an expert, which made Shen He's imagination somewhat disillusioned.

A suitcase?

Qin Kun was very happy, he must have a lot of money.

"Ha ha

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Haha, don't be so harsh, we are all old friends. You know that I always charge fair prices. "

Qin Kun made tea for the two of them and said straight to the point, "The reason why I came to you for an interview is because the next news involves Soul Castle. Old Huang, you once asked me to spy on the news about Soul Castle, and you also promised a lot of benefits. , haven’t you forgotten?”

Dr. Huang's hand holding the tea froze.

How could I forget!

He had hinted to Qin Kun more than once that the research on Soul Castle was many years ahead of Sanfenshan, and it was crucial for Sanfenshan to obtain the information there.

He even directly discussed the deal with Qin Kun.

"You...sneaked into Soul Castle?!"

Although Huang Kecheng was blind, Qin Kun felt that the other party was indeed staring at him.

Qin Kun raised his eyebrows and found that Huang Kecheng's eyes were open and he was staring in his direction. Then he looked at Shen He next to him. The spiritual power fluctuations in the big flame wrapped around the dark hand on this guy's hand were also coming out, and he sighed in his heart.

I don’t know what evil they have committed, but these two people actually know their own Taoist skills.

No matter what, since fate has come to this, he won't say anything else.

"It's not quite a infiltration, but it's not too far off."

"Did you find any valuable information?"

"No, but I saw a lot of interesting things. Do you want to... listen to them?"

Dear, this chapter is finished, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^