Ghost Shelter System

Niu Meng stood next to Qin Kun and saw his half stack of Ming coins disappearing one by one. In the end, he was numb.

If you don’t support Qin Kun at this time, who will?

After playing more than a dozen games, Niu Meng only had three money trees left, so he simply threw them out and said in a low voice: "Let's talk first, that's all I have, I'm done losing!"

In the last move, Qin Kun couldn't keep it off his face. There was nothing he could do about it. His luck was too bad. The two of them leaned on the sofa and rubbed the cards with extreme caution.

Qin Kun's heart skipped a beat when he got the chance. His face was covered with notes, and he would have to take off his pants if he lost again.

Niu Meng's eyes widened, his neck shrank, and his head was close to Qin Kun's.

"A, A, 2, 3, 3...what a broken card!"

Qin Kun cursed in frustration and suddenly opened his eyes.

Five calves!

"Niu Meng, it's crazy!!!"

Niu Meng also knows the rules. When they are bullfighting, Bull 7 doubles, Niu Niu does it again, Three Bulls do it again, Straight Bulls do it again, Four Bulls do it again, Wuhua Niu continues to do it, and Five Calfs do it again.

If someone else bets 1 Ming Coin in this hand, they will have to pay Niu Meng 128 cards!

6 ghosts are equal to 7 stacks of ghost coins!

"Hurry up and give me back my loss!!" Niu Meng growled excitedly.

Qin Kun lit up his cigarette and threw the cards on the table with great enthusiasm: "Everybody! Audience! Five little cows!!!"

Snapped--

Five cards were violently thrown down by Qin Kun. Qin Kun blew out a long smoke and looked at the mountains and rivers. Once the dragon entered the rivers and seas, who would dare to bully the tigers when they returned to the mountains and forests?

However, suddenly, the light bulbs in the room suddenly burst, the door opened, the balcony glass was shattered, a dark wind blew, and the card pile on the table was blown around.

Niu Meng's face changed, and he felt something was broken in his chest. He squatted on the ground in pain: "My calf...my hell coin..."

Cold wind poured into the room and it was pitch dark. The soldiers guarding the door rushed in, but fell to the ground one by one.

"The intruders went there!"

A group of soldiers downstairs from Qin Kun were noisy.

Qin Kun was sitting in the middle of the room, with his eyes open and the situation inside the room clearly visible.

In front of him, half a palm-sized copper coin was smashed in from the window, and there was a puff of smoke, and a man in green clothes appeared. The man threw out a few copper coins from his hand and accurately knocked out the soldiers who entered the room to investigate. The man was carrying a bamboo tube and quietly scanning the people in the room.

"What a strong ghost energy, evil heretic!"

The man sneered and grabbed Qin Kun's shoulders.

"Boy, if I ask you a question, please answer it, otherwise I will take off your shoulders."

The man in green was arrogant, and before Qin Kun could agree, he spoke: "What are the people outside doing? What is that big pit three hundred meters away for? Why is there such a strong ghost energy? And, which company are you from? Disciple, are you the one who released such heavy ghost energy around you?"

Only then did Qin Kun realize that this man in green... didn't seem to have clairvoyance? ? ?

Chu Qianxun took out the oil lamp and lit it. The man easily flicked his finger and pointed at the wind, but it could not extinguish the flame.

Huh?

The man in green was a little strange.

In the room, the man in Tsing Yi glanced around. Except for him, the other three were all young. He captured a man with the most yin energy, about 20 years old. In addition, there was a little fat man, And a pretty good-looking girl.

The three of them also saw the man's face through the oil lamp.

He has a horse face and an ox nose, a high bun, and long hair on his temples. He carries a bamboo tube with copper coins hanging all over his body, about the size of half a palm, and there are eleven or two in number.

The man, about 30 years old, pinched Qin Kun's neck, but Qin Kun did not struggle.

"Ahem, I said, Master, we are all on the same path of life and death, can you let me go first?" Qin Kun said in a negotiating tone.

The man was stunned, then burst out laughing, with contempt flashing in his eyes: "Are you worthy of being called my fellow Taoist, Zhao Feng? Have you ever heard of Yulong Mountain? I am Taoist Master Zhao Feng, the true disciple of Yulong Mountain! My master is the head of Yulong Mountain, nicknamed Ichthyosaurus is too old!"

The man in Tsing Yi gave his name, but Qin Kun didn't know much, so he coughed dryly: "I've been admiring you for a long time, I'm an undertaker in a funeral parlor, I don't have a name... I don't know what the people outside are doing. I heard that someone died here, I I’m here to put on the makeup of a dead person…”

The Taoist priest in green heard that he was an undertaker, and combined with the death energy on Qin Kun's body, he pushed him aside.

Small role!

"Where are you two? What are the names of these people in the sect? What are you doing here? I'll recruit you to the Taoist Master!"

The Taoist priest in green pointed the bamboo tube at Wang Qian's nose and said.

Wang Qian trembled and said: "No, there is no name... My master used to be nicknamed Crazy Jiao... He failed in a fight and was driven out of the country... I am here..."

Wang Qian got wise in his anxiety: "I came here to save those dead people! Look, I brought the talisman with me!"

Chu Qianxun was puzzled. Apart from his weird movements, this Taoist priest in green didn't have anything special about him, right? A Yang person can't even blow out his own Youluo lamp. How low is his spiritual power?

But when he saw Qin Kun and Wang Qian secretly blinking at him, Chu Qianxun said in a decent manner: "The little girl's house sells lamps, candles, paper money, and I don't know why I was called here. You see, the three of us are He was imprisoned... It seems that my grandfather used to be nicknamed the Fortune Teller..."

Crazy dragon? Being kicked out of the country? A fortune teller? A candle seller?

What the hell are the names? Now all cats and dogs have nicknames. Do you dare to call yourself the Taoist of Life and Death?

The Taoist priest in green laughed loudly. His master's name was Yulong Taisui. He was obviously much more awesome than his elders and master.

Seeing that the three of them were not threatening, the Taoist priest in green sat down on the sofa and kicked Wang Gan: "Master Taoist, I'm thirsty. Junior, go get some tea!"

Wang Gan dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. He brought a cup of tea in a low voice: "Master Zhao Feng, what are you doing here this time? The troops stationed here must be state secrets. Do you dare to break in?"

The Taoist priest in green snorted coldly and drank tea: "What kind of army, what kind of national secrets. I have been taught by the real dragon in Yulong Mountain. I have nine transformations of fish and dragon. I can come and leave wherever I want. Who can catch me?" Live with me? I traveled far and wide and saw that this place is full of ghosts. It must be a demon causing trouble. I wanted to do justice for heaven and catch ghosts and eliminate them. "

The Taoist Priest in Tsing Yi was also extremely regretful. After he entered the mountain in the morning, he discovered that this place was heavily guarded and was obviously a confidential place. If the master's sect had not suddenly ordered him to come to Sanfen Mountain to inquire about information, he would not have come here.

Apparently, the soldiers thought he was a spy.

What bad luck! Master Dao, I really want to find out some information and catch ghosts by the way. If I hadn't run so fast, I would have been riddled with bullet holes.

Qin Kun rubbed his hands and said, "Master Zhao Feng, are you here just to catch ghosts and eliminate demons?"

"There is also information to be inquired about." The Taoist priest in Qingyi spoke quickly and let the news slip.

Seeing the three people looking at him, the Taoist priest in green coughed dryly: "Actually, a foreign businessman said he wanted to develop this place. He came to Yulong Mountain to have a look at the Feng Shui here. What, do you have any opinions?"

Qin and Kun looked at each other. This Zhao Feng seemed a little naive. To put it bluntly, he was stupid. The three of them were not stupid. Are there any foreigners who want to inquire about the news here? It happened to coincide with the lifting of the ban on the Xishan Experimental Base. If that person wasn't a spy, he would be fine.

Do you dare to take this job?

The green-robed Taoist priest rested for a while, and the copper coins hanging on his body suddenly shook and made a buzzing sound.

"Those soldiers are coming, Taoist Master, I will take the first step. Three juniors, I advise you not to get too close to the people in the temple. Jianghu is just Jianghu, do you understand?"

The green-robed Taoist priest stood up. Qin Kun nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I have learned the lesson. But Taoist Master Zhao Feng, do I let you go?"

Um?

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely quiet.

Qin Kun moved his neck and looked at the Taoist priest in green.

The Taoist priest in green raised his eyebrows, pointed the bamboo tube in his hand at Qin Kun's nose, and said angrily: "Junior, what are you talking about?!"

Qin Kun looked very unhappy. He was disturbed in the poker game, was shouted at, and had to take a piece of his arm off.

Where the hell are you a Taoist priest?

"Fat man, close the door."

"okay."

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