Ghost Shelter System

"There's a lot of turbulence there."

Qin Kun came back and briefly explained the matter.

Turbulence is where lines of cause and effect intersect. Scientists have long mentioned that there was no concept of time in the universe, only space.

After entering the turbulence, you will enter the "space" field of the past. Although in the concept of time, it is the "past", in the concept of space, it exists independently.

If a certain moment in the past is a box, then going back to the past means going back to that box.

There is only spatial displacement, nothing more.

Time is only an auxiliary condition for easy understanding at first. For example, during the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, time travel seems to return to the past. In fact, it is from the pore of the box of "modern times" to the box called "Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing".

This was not what Qin Kun heard from any great scientist, but what Chu Qianxun said. In some aspects, Zhu Zong's ability is this weird concept.

Chu Qianxun learned physics when she was in school, and she could understand things in her own way that couldn't be explained by the secrets of Taoism. Take an ordinary box as an example. It is impossible for people to enter the box, but the projection can. Under the candlelight, the person's projection can be large or small, and there is no problem entering the box.

This is similar to the mainstream theory that the projection of the high-dimensional world can enter the low dimension.

Han Miao shook her legs and blinked.

Ning Buwei shivered and retreated, smoking a dry cigarette.

Ma Xiaohua was almost shaking.

What the hell is this...

"Master, just tell me what to do."

"Don't worry, I haven't talked about the concept of energy required for projection. Chu Qianxun has told me a lot recently, so let me finish. As you can see, explosive energy is the separation of yin and yang energy and the collision again. The energy generated can also be used for spatial displacement, you can just use it as a propeller..."

"Stop it!"

Ning Buwei knocked his cigarette pot on the soles of his feet, "Our secret sect doesn't like this kind of rhetoric. The Tao is very Taoist. The clearer it is, the more doubts it will have. Chu Laoxian's master Hong Yi lost his way in The cause and effect line went crazy, and he was killed by Master Zuo. You can’t ignore his granddaughter’s ways..."

This is a prejudice and a traditional concept.

Qin Kun couldn't say that Ning Buwei was wrong. After all, places beyond the reach of human consciousness will always attract people to explore. If it is a dead end, they will dig into it.

The eldest lady is knowledgeable, but there are also signs of getting into trouble.

Ma Xiaohua echoed: "For heretics, they practice Dharma without cultivating their nature. My secret door of life and death is cultivating both sex and life, but I don't pay attention to Dharma. Master has said before that this is a strange and obscene technique, not worthy of elegance."

Chai Qingrong had educated Ma Xiaohua when she was young, probably to prevent her from falling into too deep a trap. Qin Kun was told by the two and shrugged.

"I don't want to mention this, but the eldest lady has figured it out. It will be beneficial to me, Fuyu Mountain, to say more of this kind of words in the future."

"Why?"

"To appease people's hearts. These words can appease people's hearts. It's the same as in Western psychology. Some situations are obviously possessed by evil spirits, but they still have to explain what obstacles they are in order to get ordinary people into it so that they will not become more mentally ill. It’s time to change your set of incense sticks on the tombs of immortals..."

Well……

Qin Kun's final explanation was still understandable to the two of them.

The principles of heaven and earth are the greatest, and there is nothing wrong with what Qin Kun said.

"That's all, Han Miao."

"Huh?" Han Miao was about to fall asleep, her nose was full of bubbles, and she looked at Qin Kun in surprise.

"I'll go with you tomorrow."

…

The next day.

Donghan Village had finished confiscating Han Miao's land. In the early morning, he carried the hoe and Qin Kun carried the sickle and went out at dawn.

"Master Qin, it's not appropriate for you to work in the fields. After all, you are a guest..."

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm not good with my hands. You have to give me some guidance, but I still have the strength."

Before the sun emerged, a large area of ​​crops had been harvested. Han Miao was shocked by Qin Kun's efficiency.

Good guy! He is born to be a good hand at farm work!

This efficiency is equivalent to hiring a harvester.

Wherever Qin Kun passed by, the wheat was piled intact and even tied into bundles. Han Miao said that this was enough, and the threshing and shelling would be all done after that.

Row after row of wheat ears fell down, some of which were almost finished by birds. Qin Kun also caught a few 'snitches', which he could roast for lunch.

"Corn fields can easily hurt your hands, so wear gloves!"

Han Miao saw Qin Kun entering the field next to him again and shouted to remind him.

Some farmers got up early and started burning straw.

Straw can fertilize the land and kill insects. It is a link in old-time farming in order to have a good harvest in the coming year. However, this practice has been deprecated in recent years and better methods have replaced it.

However, many people still choose this simple and crude method because it is convenient after all.

A fire was lit, and another fire was lit.

Qin Kun stopped and felt something was wrong.

The wind is blowing in the wrong direction.

No matter where the fire was lit, it was blowing into the land.

"Infinite Heaven, the Infinite Heaven! The Infinite Heaven sees the world with its eyes!"

Drawing his fingers vertically between his eyebrows, Qin Kun opened his eyes and saw that the mountains next to Donghan Village were like giant river beds, and the wind was like the water in the river.

The wind flows down through the northwest mountain pass, swirls around here, and then flows away from the southeast.

The center of the vortex happened to be Han Miao's land.

"The Yin Jiao entangles the elephant?"

Qin Kun raised his eyebrows, the Feng Shui strategy in the Zhenzi scroll.

This Qi vein is like a dragon. It has not yet become a dragon and has the ability to swallow elephants. Now it is just lingering and has not yet taken its bite. Qin Kun wonders how such a dangerous pattern can come from such a good place.

correct!

Straw!

The eye of heaven scanned the earth, and the fields in the East Korean villages were as straight as the incense table. This stupid dragon took the smoke coming out as an offering!

When the fire comes, the wind comes.

Who knows whether it was the wind from the northwest mountain pass or the cyclone generated by uneven cold and heat, sweeping in smoke in the blink of an eye.

Han Miao cursed secretly, and had long been used to standing there, being sucked into the smoke.

The moment before disappearing, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Let's go and take a look."

The wind and clouds surged, and the smoke gathered and then dispersed.

There was still a faint smoke surrounding them, and the two of them could already see the road clearly.

The land is the same land as before, but the crops are no longer the same crops.

Han Miao walked out of the smoke and covered his forehead when he saw the busy farmers nearby.

Here we go again!

This group of people who call themselves Donghan Village cannot even afford to rent a harvester. How can Donghan Village be so poor?

"Han Miao!"

"Uncle Lucky."

"Go to work!"

"I'm not from your village!"

"You injured Laixi and Laishun last time, and I haven't asked you to pay for the medical expenses yet. You have to do all their work, or else we'll deal with you!"

I……

Han Miao was honest, and seemed to be afraid of the other party's beating, so she got off the ground obediently.

Doing evil.

They said they were from Donghan Village, and they were wearing clothes that the old people in the village had worn before, but they didn't even recognize them. I have been in the village for thirty years, and when I encounter such strange things, I feel like I have seen a ghost.

Without a harvester, the work efficiency was very low. Han Miao was sweating. There were also supervisors from the Laixi and Laishun families beside him. He had nowhere to vent his anger.

Suddenly, Han Miao suddenly thought that he still had helpers.

"Qin Kun! Help me! Finish your work early and go back early!"

Han Miao looked for Qin Kun's shadow and suddenly froze.

In the fields, Uncle Youfu, who was as vicious as a ghost, brought tables, chairs and benches and chatted happily with Qin Kun.

The two of them were smoking cigarettes and pointing at the nearby fields, and there were some pretty village girls passing out cakes.

My mentality is so broken!

what's the situation?

"Brother Qin, this is a pastry made at home. You can try it."

Han Youfu's eldest granddaughter was born tall and graceful. She is already 17 or 8 years old. At this age in the countryside, it is time for her to go on a blind date and get married.

She watched her grandfather and Qin Kun chatting happily, and boldly stepped forward and gave Qin Kun the cakes originally prepared for her grandfather.

"Haha, you're welcome, big girl."

Han Youfu said: "Swallow, Xiao Qin calls me Uncle, you have to call him Uncle Qin."

"No grandpa, Brother Qin is so young."

Han Youfu had no choice but to say to Qin Kun: "Granddaughter Yanzi, Han Qingyan. This is Qin...forget it, call her whatever you like. Xiao Qin came back from abroad. Aren't you always curious about the outside world? Just ask."

Qin Kun laughed and said, "Yes, everyone has their own opinions, Yanzi. I just heard your grandpa praise you and say that you are good at studying. Do you want to go out and have a career after working so hard?"

"Yes, Brother Qin, but my family won't let me..."

Yanzi squatted next to Qin Kun and pouted, "They say they want me to get married, but I don't want to get married."

"Don't marry? Good men have been snatched away by other families. If you wait a few years to marry, you will have to marry a cripple from the village."

"Grandpa! You just want to find labor for your family!"

"How do you talk?! Your parents are used to it!"

The swallow shed tears, turned around and ran away.

Han Youfu looked at Yanzi's back and sighed: "I'm spoiled, don't mind."

Qin Kun didn't mind. He handed over a cigarette and Han Youfu smoked it. There was a resentful face next to him.

Han Youfu was stunned: "Han Miao? What are you doing here!"

Han Youfu said to Qin Kun: "This kid came out of nowhere. He said he was from Donghan Village. I have never seen him. The day he came, he injured Laixi and Laishun. I’ve been helping Laixi and the others to collect land these days.”

Qin Kun nodded: "What are you looking at? Go to work."

"Ah? Aren't you here to help me?"

"If you hit someone, you have to bear the consequences. Hurry up, I think it will be over after just one more day."

Before Han Miao could say anything, he noticed that Qin Kun had something wrong in his eyes, scratched his butt and left.

Han Youfu shrank his neck and asked, "Do you know each other?"

"I know you."

"Hey, you told me earlier!" Han Youfu said cheerfully, "Those who come to the Xi family, those who come to the Shun family, you can do the rest by yourself. Call Han Miao."

Han Youfu seemed to have a high status, no one dared to disobey him, and the two women didn't say much.

Han Miao came to the two of them.

"Since you know Xiao Qin, I won't embarrass you. Remember, I don't care if you pretend to be someone from Donghan Village next time, but if you dare to hit someone again, just dig rocks for me!"

Han Miao wanted to cry but had no tears.

Han Youfu stayed with Qin Kun for a while and then left.

At the edge of the field, Han Miao was sitting on a bench eating cakes and said in a straight voice: "Master Qin, are you so popular? Where are you? What is going on?"

"This is another East Korean village."

Qin Kun said to himself.

A completely different space from Donghan Village in terms of development.

Even the people in the village have changed.

Donghan Village on this causal line is inadvertently connected with Han Miao's line.

Qin Kun drank the coarse tea and kept savoring the mystery. For a while, he felt that the surrounding areas were quiet.

"Are the lines of cause and effect intertwined..."

There were corn ears scattered on the table. Qin Kun twisted two corn ears and placed them in parallel. He felt something was wrong, and then he made a circle around the second corn corn corn stalks. After intersecting and passing through the first corn corn stalks, Qin Kun separated the ends again.

Han Miao didn't know why Qin Kun was in a daze, but it was still very comfortable not to work, so he sat next to him and quietly watched Qin Kun playing with the boring ears of corn.

One after another, Qin Kun seemed to have found a new toy.

He seemed very patient, and Qin Kun even woven these corn ears into a net to form a small rag.

"The line of cause and effect...parallel space..."

Qin Kun has watched a lot of science fiction movies. Some blockbusters show the earth code of the matrix placed on a plane at the beginning, and the documentary renders it into parallel time and space for interpretation.

Qin Kun said "Ah" and looked at the large and small nodes on the web woven from corn ears.

Those are all intersection points.

"Han Miao."

"Um?"

"Don't be afraid!"

"What am I afraid of?"

"A moment of time..."

"A moment of time?"

"The years are infinite in an instant..."

"The cause and effect of dust reflects the flowing light..."

"Kunpeng struck the water dragon and swallowed the elephant..."

"Still a butterfly's dream."

Xiaoyao Formation!

Qin Kun sat on the chair and said: "We are indeed insects..."

"What?"

Han Miao was even more puzzled, and suddenly saw Qin Kun raising his hand to take a picture.

With each lift and slap, the tea table and chair exploded and turned into powder all over the sky. Han Miao's eardrum was almost shattered.

Qin Kun opened his fingers and grabbed them in the air. Countless crystal threads were caught and piled randomly beside him. The threads became more and more dense. No matter how crystal-clear the threads were, if they were piled up too much, they would inevitably become hazy. Everything around him was blurry. Beyond the hazy threads, Qin Kun's hands kept grabbing around. After waving for who knows how long, Han Miao found that he and Qin Kun were the only ones left here.

There are countless colored light spots in those silk threads. If you don't look carefully, you can't see anything. Even if you look carefully, with his eyesight, he can only see a faint pattern of less than 10 pixels.

The earth is wrapped, the blood is surging, the yang energy turns into fire and burns fiercely, and even the wind is caught.

Earth, water, fire and wind!

Qin Kun finally stopped.

"We are indeed insects...butterflies should stay high."

As soon as he thought about it, a huge sound of cracking silk appeared from head to toe.

It's not that the person is cracked, it's that the causal thread wrapped around him is cracked.

Han Miao saw that the surroundings seemed to be wrapped in a cocoon.

Then, the cocoon burst open for no apparent reason.

"The universe is newly cracked..."

Qin Kun was still mumbling, "Life! Spirit! Pulse!"

I have recited this mantra countless times, and I finally fully understood it today.

Spiritual veins...

Mountains move above the ground, and Qi moves underground.

The spiritual vein is the essence of mountains and rivers.

He is a master of the Gen technique and has practiced it for a long time. The spiritual veins are not drawn from the earth's spiritual veins, but are one's own!

It is itself a mountain that is integrated into one body.

Spiritual pulse is what one has learned.

The cocoon cracked, and purple-gold light appeared.

There is no longer an independent world of yang or underworld around him. He steps on yin and yang and feels all things, and all things feel Qin Kun.

"Ghosts and gods are horrified..."

"A beam of light!"

The cocoon cracked completely, and purple-gold light shone out from the cocoon.

At this moment, China, Japan, Nanyang, and the West.

Countless prophets and witches who are good at divination all looked in the direction of China.

It seemed like something was born...but they couldn't see clearly.

Several top seers, including the South Sea White Elephant Luang Pu, the seers of the Sion Monastery, and the Holy See Priests of the Holy See, suddenly saw a butterfly in their divination machines.

What is this omen?

No one could explain their doubts, and no one could explain Han Miao's doubts.

Because the next moment, Han Miao felt like he was flying.

Should butterflies stay high?

This is a sentence Han Miao heard Qin Kun mention before.

Inexplicably, not long after he said the words, they were really at a high place!

Looking down, dozens, no, hundreds, no, thousands of East Korean villages are arranged in a matrix, neatly arranged, and appear in front of you.

At the Priory of Sion, the prophet suddenly opened his eyes: "That butterfly is about to flap its wings!"

He inserted the magic weapon into the water in front of him and stirred it suddenly!

The white elephant Luang Pu also stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to pull out the wings of the butterfly in the flames.

Qin Kun looked up and saw countless Donghan villages appearing in the world, giving him a broader perspective.

"I see!"

Qin Kun laughed.

The next moment, there was a stick in the air, stirring constantly.

Heat waves were rolling around him, and his consciousness seemed to be boiling.

Sea of ​​boiling souls?

Qin Kun saw countless Donghan villages being torn apart. If this continued, he might not be able to go back.

"roll!"

Raising his hand, Qin Kun's palm grew infinitely larger, he grasped the stick and suddenly folded it.

In the secret room of Sion Manor, the prophet took out only half of the magical weapon from the water and was in a daze.

Qin Kun felt tired floating here, so he fell quickly.

Suddenly a hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed him.

"It's over?"

With a slap of his hand, White Elephant Luang Pu broke his hand and retracted from the flames. He rubbed the painful bones and sighed slightly.

Whoosh——

Almost instantly, Qin Kun returned to Donghan Village.

"Master Qin...what happened just now? Why don't we fly for a while...it's still a bit cold when we go back."

The surroundings were filled with smoke, and Qin Kun kicked Han Miao in the butt.

Han Miao rolled and crawled out of the thick smoke. When he looked up, he saw his daughter-in-law Fen'er, with Uncle Ning and Goddess Ma standing beside him.

Well……

came back?

You came back after working for less than half a day?