Ghost Shelter System

Christmas Eve.

The supernatural town is very lively. If you put a Christmas tree on the Chinese-style street, it will always be a bit nondescript. So Chu Qianxun didn't allow his style to be destroyed.

But in order to add to the atmosphere, all the conspicuous pine trees in the nearby mountains were decorated with stars and colored lights, which was considered compensation.

The shops, cinemas, and markets in the town also use calligraphy style to write 'Christmas Eve' on their decorative signboards, which looks unique, and of course there is also the calligraphy of 'Merry Christmas'.

There were no moose, so we got two bowing sika deer from the Japanese-style neighborhood.

There are sleds, Northern style.

Then a staff member dressed as a Qing Dynasty official, with a white beard and a red cloak, sat on the pile of gifts and shook his legs.

The children shopping all cried.

"Mom, you lied to me, this is not Santa Claus!"

"Why not? White beard and red hat, obviously."

"This is the famous Leopard Head of the Six Gates of the Capital!"

The mother was shocked that her child was well-informed and could no longer be deceived. The father immediately diverted the child's attention: "Why do you like Santa Claus?"

"Because he gives gifts!"

Dad Bao made the final decision: "So the one who gave you the gift is Santa Claus! This is a gift exchange coupon, go and exchange it!"

The child didn't react for a while and went over to pick a blind box. He seemed quite happy.

After Qin Kun disappeared from the temple, he left the City of Ten Deaths directly.

It is a sad thing to say goodbye to an old friend and never see each other again. Even if we become enemies, there is still friendship.

He didn't go to Genshan Prison to confirm whether Haiquin was back. He needed to relax and dilute his sadness.

A man, a fox, quietly drank tea and prepared to go to the supernatural town.

The fat cat in the backyard discovered the scent of the beast and sneaked out.

Sha Mao saw it was Qin Kun and there was a fox next to him, so he found the voice button and pressed it hard.

‘I am a fat cat’

Qin Kun was stunned for a moment. He had never seen this thing before. It was so magical.

The fox was also stunned for a moment, not understanding how the cat said: "I am a fox."

The fat cat was shocked, and he was sure that the fox must be the ghoul captured by Qin Kun. He started meowing, and then performed handstands, small cymbals and ball rolling. He looked at the fox with the eyes of a senior, hoping that the fox would understand. You have to be self-reliant here.

Too bad it failed.

Its ghost energy was not enough to use the mirage world, so the fox obviously didn't understand what the other party wanted to express. She felt that the cat seemed to be seriously ill.

Qin Kun was a little surprised when he saw that the fat cat was not charmed, but it might be due to species isolation, so he ignored it and stretched out and walked out.

The north wind is slightly cool, and as the cold air moves southward, the chill is getting heavier day by day.

But today is lively.

On the streets, there are queues in front of ordinary stores, let alone some Internet celebrity stores.

In Sister Gu's fried chicken restaurant, Jin Liuzi is the one who works in charge. There is a huge flow of people today, but Jin Liuzi is busy in an orderly manner.

The zombie's stamina was very good, and Jin Liuzi didn't feel tired at all. Seeing the booming fried chicken business, with customers shouting the name "zombie fried chicken", gave him a vague sense of accomplishment.

Just like the "Zombie Lunch Box", Jin Liuzi found the value of existence here!

It turns out that after becoming a bandit, he will be liked by so many people.

Internet celebrity shops are popular everywhere. The fried chicken model, Fat Mao, cannot participate in it, so it has become Jin Liuzi's show. Although he wants to change his name to "Liuzi Fried Chicken" and create his own world, it is obvious that Sister Gu does not want to participate. would agree.

Jin Liuzi feels that he will devote himself to the fast food industry and fight for it for a long time in the future.

Wu Senran's private kitchen courtyard also began to sell all kinds of skewers in the wall.

The second floor focuses on exquisite dishes, but the first floor is more about quantity.

Whether it's a big or small chuan chuan, in short, in this geographical location, chuan chuan is the fastest-growing business.

In addition, the business method has changed today. If you buy apples and get grilled skewers for free, the business will suddenly become a gimmick.

For 30 apples each, you get 30 skewers of duck intestines and 10 cold pot skewers, which is equivalent to replacing the usual discount coupons with apples, but the business is several times more prosperous than usual.

Wu Senran calculated the profit and loss and smiled to himself. Not only had the holes in the gym and kennel been repaired, but he had also made a huge profit. At least the accounts would be settled by the end of this year.

There is also a stall set up downstairs in Yuan Xinghan's studio.

The students had prepared oil paintings according to the teacher's instructions a few days ago. When they took them out to sell them today, they were still a little nervous.

"Teacher...we are not short of money..."

Students who can join Yuan Xinghan's sect have family backgrounds and personal talents. They are not short of money and don't care about money. They only care about artistic achievements. After all, the quality of life has reached a certain level and their pursuits are different.

Yuan Xinghan smiled slightly and said: "Making money is just like painting, it is also a kind of practice. Selling paintings brings a sense of accomplishment, sometimes more than painting a perfect painting."

Yuan Xinghan emphasizes the sense of achievement because students may not understand this concept.

This is a process of building confidence. Yuan Xinghan knows that his students will not be able to experience the hard days he once lived in poverty, but if they do not experience those, they will not achieve much in the future. His paintings are a criticism of life. Why criticize? Because in the hearts of artists, life should be better, and others must be able to appreciate the beauty they build in their hearts.

The students did not understand Yuan Xinghan's painstaking efforts, but when the first student's painting was bought, the atmosphere changed.

The person who bought the painting was a bar owner. He thought the painting "Christmas Eve" was good, so he paid for it directly, saying that he wanted to hang it in the most romantic spot in the shop, which was the bar's special seat for proposals for Christmas Eve every year.

The young man who sold the painting was wearing a famous watch and shaking slightly with the 200 yuan he earned in his hand. He never thought that this little money would have such an impact.

This is the first time he has made money with his skills!

In summary, the money was nothing at all... not even a fraction of his weekly pocket money.

Even if the car is filled with gas, it is still not full.

But he has already planned the gifts he will buy for his parents when he goes back tonight. This is a testament to his growth! Growth is not just represented by the purchasing power of 200 yuan.

"Teacher, my painting has been sold. Can you leave first? I want to buy something for my parents." The boy's cheeks turned red, and his eyes became different from before.

Next to me, classmates began to pour cold water on me.

"Young Master Ye, what can you buy with this little money..."

"Just... stay with me..."

"Stay later."

The classmate next to me started to feel sore.

What happened to 200 yuan? Who cares? But now, who doesn’t want that? This not only represents face and ability, it is also the first step to growth!

"It's enough to buy two pairs of socks." The boy smiled stupidly and answered seriously. Yuan Xinghan showed an encouraging smile and let the student go.

Then, other students worked harder.

"Sir, look at the painting. This one, 'Moose in the Starry Sky', is a profit if you buy it!"

"Beauty, my 'Fairy Tale Christmas Eve' will soothe the mind and help you sleep. It can be hung in your baby's bedroom. It will make your dreams sweet all night long."

"Handsome guy, don't leave. How about this 'Pine Forest Gift'? The price is negotiable!"

Paintings have been sold one after another. Although the prices are not expensive, ranging from 100 to 300, Yuan Xinghan has witnessed the growth of the students today and feels the growth of their confidence. He feels that this kind of program should be more prepared for them.

Hotch crossed his arms and leaned against the door of the clinic.

Damn, business is a little quiet today.

He felt sad when he saw Wu Senran's booming business and visited Yuan Xinghan's painting stall. But if you think about it carefully, it’s actually good to hope that the world will be free from disease and disaster. This is the nature of a good doctor.

"Brother Yuan, please recommend me a third pair. I want to be in the clinic."

Wearing a white coat, Hodge came to the painting stall with his hands in his pockets and a cigarette in his mouth.

In fact, he had already walked around. This time, when he came here, he saw that the three students of Yuan Xinghan were upset because they couldn't sell their paintings. To be honest, Huo Qi was well-informed and knew that those paintings were a bit ordinary, and ordinary buyers Wouldn't waste money on this kind of painting.

But Hodge is different. They are all children. He has a doctorate in psychology and does not want these children to be discouraged when they need encouragement.

How come Yuan Xinghan doesn't know Huo Qi's intention? This man has an incredibly high rank. Those who study psychology are all human beings.

However, he accepted Hodge's favor.

"What do you think of these three paintings?"

Yuan Xinghan calmly took the painting from the last three students. The three children looked at Huo Qi anxiously, a little nervous and a little expectant.

Hodge pretended to consider it for a long time and then picked another painting from the stall: "Four paintings, 800 yuan."

Yuan Xinghan's smile froze.

I fuck you uncle... the last picture is mine!

That painting was for a stall, and someone had just offered him 8,000 yuan, but he ignored it. He had an idea of ​​how much his painting was worth.

He saw a sly look in the corner of Huo Qi's eyes, and Yuan Xinghan sighed in his heart. It seemed that this guy guessed that this painting was made by him.

This person is indeed not a good person!

"Take it away!"

Yuan Xinghan gritted his teeth and waved his hand pretending to be generous.

Huo Qi felt happy. After discovering Yuan Xinghan's micro-expression, the guess in his mind had changed from 70% to 100%. This painting was indeed Yuan Xinghan's painting, so he made a lot of money.

The three students were stunned: "But teacher, isn't that painting yours..."

Huo Qi pretended to be surprised: "Oh, it turns out to be Brother Yuan's painting! I'm crazy, so I can buy the remaining three paintings for 800 yuan."

Yuan Xinghan clearly saw that Huo Qi was playing psychological warfare, but he had to cooperate with the performance. Holding back his nausea, Yuan Xinghan bared his teeth and glared, smiling uglier than crying: "You can choose my painting, you have some sense. . Consider this painting a gift from me, Doctor Huo. Please take good care of it in the future."

Huo Qi was afraid that the other party would regret it, so he quickly put away the four paintings: "Hahahaha, then I made a lot of money today. My classmates, please learn from your teacher. If the paintings in my clinic are sold, I will come to you again, come on!"

They can no longer listen to talk about psychological warfare and cheering.

They were more excited than anyone else when the painting was sold. Yuan Xinghan divided the 800 yuan between the three of them, and then showed his middle finger in the dark.

‘Old bitch! You are cruel! ’

Hotch secretly stretched out his little finger and smiled like a profiteer.

‘Don’t you dare get angry, just save it and keep your manners. ’

Qin Kun walked through the front street, looked at the scenery, bought fast food, picked up apples, held skewers, and a fox crawled on his shoulder, which attracted a lot of attention.

But in terms of fame, Qin Kun is not ranked high on this street.

Fat Cat walked at Qin Kun's feet, and everyone shouted in surprise: "Fat Cat selling fast food!"

"Look, it's that internet celebrity fat cat here!"

"Little kitten, I haven't seen you since I've been here a few times. We won't be selling lunch boxes today? You can sell some dried fish, too!"

"Yes, such a good opportunity, why don't you do business? How can you support yourself~"

The girls teased the fat cat. The fat cat was very arrogant and glanced at Qin Kun proudly, as if to say that it was the protagonist of this street.

Qin Kun left with a smile and came to the back street.

Yuan Xinghan's studio is brightly lit, and the stalls downstairs have been closed. Passing by the studio, we come to the market, next to the cinema and the crew's studio. This is a good location, and many cultural and creative bosses are prosperous and happy.

After the Halloween show in Supernatural Town, all the peripheral products were launched.

Qin Kun followed the crowd to the stall. A boss was frothing at the mouth and said, "Would you like to see this handsome guy? There are all the Shidong Village figures!"

Other cultural creations are okay, but the figures are really hard to sell.

Firstly, it’s not cheap, and secondly, it requires popularity.

If you buy a figure without a well-known reputation, it will have no collection value.

However, the workmanship of this figure was exquisite, and Qin Kun was also very surprised. What surprised him even more was, why did this figure have such an awesome look?

Chu Qianxun, you are infringing the law! ! !

A group of ghosts were walking through the streets that day, so they were put into the "Hundred Ghosts at Night" series. Qin Kun's mouth opened slightly. This sketch was provided by Chu Qianxun himself. It was so similar!

Not only was there Niu Meng, but also all the demons and monsters that appeared that day, including the corpse lamp ghost who was in charge of hygiene, the stabbing ghost who helped in the psychological clinic, the flying thunder zombie when Wang Qian led the zombies on a parade, and even the four ghosts who destroyed the place. Difference!

Qin Kun took a closer look and remembered that when he was drinking tea in the teahouse, his subordinates had a conflict with Xu Facheng's ghosts, so Xu Facheng's ghosts also had a conflict.

Wait, Qin Kun took a closer look and felt that he was blind.

Damn it... why are there Xu Facheng's figures...

Qin Kun picked up the figure with a dark face. The name card said "Brother Immortal". Qin Kun almost vomited.

Chu Qianxun, are you crazy about making money? Infringement of Xu Facheng? ! Am I not worthy of your infringement?

"Handsome guy? Look at this cow, how handsome he is, he will definitely be able to control the house!"

It can control the house...but it can only control my house...

Qin Kun murmured in his heart and narrowed his eyes: "Boss, who in ordinary people's families would do evil things..."

When the boss heard this, he became anxious. It was because of this concept that he got these figures.

He was about to nag again, but Qin Kun pressed his hand and signaled him to take it easy: "Boss, I can do you a favor, but if you give me a set, I want all of it."

The boss blushed: "Handsome guy, the purchasing price of this set is not cheap."

Qin Kun echoed: "For the sake of saying these handsome things to you, let me tell you something. Boss Chu and I have a close relationship."

The boss thought for a while and looked confused, not understanding what he meant.

"Handsome guy...are you going to let me bribe you? It's not...a small business, and I have paid the rent..." The boss was embarrassed.

Qin Kun said contemptuously: "Are you stupid? These things can only be produced by the augmented reality projections hidden in the dark all over the street. I will ask Chu Qianxun to turn on the projections all over the street and have a 'Hundred Ghosts Night Walk', you Doesn’t this set of figures have a reputation? If it becomes famous, I’m afraid it won’t be sold?!”

The boss was shocked.

"Who is this big brother?"

"My surname is Qin."

"Boss Qin! I will discuss it with all the figure owners and give you a set together. Be sure to wait for me for three minutes!"

Qin Kun admired the boss for still thinking of reducing losses in such a pie-in-the-sky situation.

Three minutes later, six figures selling figures in the market put together a set of collector's edition figures, adding a jade stream: "Boss Qin, I just smelled the smoke on your body. Is this smoke to your taste?"

Damn it, observing words and expressions is indeed the foundation of a businessman!

"Very suitable!" Qin Kun was well-deserved.

"Boss Qin, can you really do the 'Hundred Ghosts Night Journey' again?"

"We applied to Boss Chu before, but she said that it would be too expensive to run the machine. It is a street-level augmented reality machine."

Turning on the damn machine, Chu Qianxun now looks more and more like a businessman, and his words were made up perfectly.

Qin Kun also said boldly: "I just called Boss Chu, and it will start in a minute! Remember, when you sell things, you must tell them: Yin and Yang complement each other, and Yin and Yang are in harmony! Otherwise, you will not show up ten times Can’t sell it!”

"Understood!"

Countdown time is tight.

At this moment, the six bosses are all shouting that they must stabilize the flow, because in another minute, their business may explode.

"Handsome beauties, look here, you may not know what these figures and dolls are, but you must have seen the Halloween show!"

"Stay for a minute and the figures will not be sold out!"

"Don't leave in a hurry. Come and take a look. It's time to witness the miracle. Everyone will understand what we are selling!"

"The cows, ghosts and snakes are on both sides. The impermanence of black and white can keep the house safe. The ghosts walking at night are not just words. Dear spectators, yin and yang complement each other, and yin and yang are at peace!"

Buzz——

The dark wind blew through and then converged.

There is a lot of yang energy and the tourists are safe and sound.

At the intersection of the market, ghosts from Qin and Kun appeared one after another.

After the ghosts appeared, the copper bells, which seemed to be decorative instruments of the Zhong family, rang one after another on the street.

Eight tones calm the soul!

The ringtone is pleasant and comfortable, not scary. The ghosts' breaths are calm and their eyes are gentle, not scary.

In their hands were apples that Qin Kun had just bought from Wu Senran, which were regarded as gifts to them.

But now, gifts have become props.

"Yin and yang complement each other, yin and yang are in harmony, everything is peaceful, peaceful and peaceful!"

"On Christmas Eve, hundreds of ghosts will take advantage of the passage to protect the safety of the family and home!"

"When you see peace, harmony brings wealth!"

The ghost servants came out, including the white-robed ghost and the four Yin servants. This was the second time to greet the Yang people. Under the watchful eyes, Niu Meng took the lead and gave away the apples.

Some of the tourists realized that they had seen these ghosts before!

"Wow - it's that general brother again!"

Dong Ao, who was riding a bone horse, was the most conspicuous and was still popular. He threw the apple with a smile and walked away in a dashing way, surprising the tourists again.

Apples are all real!

Is this magic?

The ghosts wandering the streets gradually disappeared, and the sweet ringing also gradually disappeared, as if they had just had a dream.

Then, the handicraft stall business became extremely popular.

"Boss, I want this!"

Dong Ao's figures were the first to be sold out, and then the owners of the six figure stalls had their best business day.