Ghost Shelter System

August 10th.

A private plane took off from Paris and landed at Nanshan Provincial International Airport.

Qin Kun called Tu Yong, and the young master sent a truck to pick him up.

In the car, Qin Kun and Nie Huzi were talking and laughing. Next to him squatted an airsick bear, holding a large bucket and vomiting wildly. Nie Yuxuan was now the Sun King's second closest friend and patted him on the back sympathetically. If Aisilihan hadn't been too big, they wouldn't have gone back in the truck.

The airport inspector looked at their pass documents and glanced at the bear inside suspiciously.

"Are you employees of Baihu Town Zoo in Linjiang City?"

Qin Kun smiled: "Yes."

“Is this bear safe?”

"Of course, everyone has submitted the epidemic prevention certificate and other documents, right?"

There was nothing wrong with the document. The security officer looked at the other people in the car: "What happened to them?"

"Airsickness."

"Oh, slow down on the road~"

The truck drives off.

In the carriage, Xu Facheng, Miao Shan, Mo Wuji, Cui Honghu and others were sitting and rubbing their heads.

There are also the empty-minded Li Chong, the eldest lady, Fatty, Chai Ziyue and others...

After arriving in Linjiang City, the group of people dispersed in confusion.

It's strange to say that the eldest lady and the others had a common dream, the twilight of the gods.

Many people died in the dream...including them.

But the details were forgotten and became increasingly unclear. I almost forgot why I went to Paris.

It looked like there must have been a big battle.

But... at least he was resurrected.

The causal lines of friends were connected by Qin Kun. Qin Kun now has a very deep understanding of causal lines. He found that those lines will grow, like plant buds. If you pinch off the dead tips, they will continue to grow from other places. new.

Qin Kun picked up things related to Paris one by one for them. Seeing that they were confused, Qin Kun smiled softly. It was okay not to remember.

…

The same goes for Paris.

The Queen of Hel is resurrected.

Carter is resurrected.

Van Helsing was resurrected, and others were resurrected one after another, but there was no prophet, high priest, or paladin leader.

There was no wandering knight Sisyphrine either.

It seemed that the original cause and effect of the Wandering Knight was almost exhausted. After the war, only a short line of cause and effect was left. Qin Kun actually resurrected him and told him that we had won.

Sisyphrine then closed her eyes with contentment.

"I can't survive this."

These are the last words of an old man.

Qin Kun was a little sad, but he still thought of a good point: "However, your yang energy was originally too strong to turn into a ghost after death, but now after being infected, you can become a ghost after death, and you can continue to wander in the continent of Europa. However, If you want to be the Holy Spirit, I can also help you pull out the evil spirit. I can do it."

Qin Kun said very firmly, but Sisi Fri declined politely: "No, the Holy Spirit is of no use if it is not recognized. It's fine for me to just be an ordinary ghost."

Except for Sissyfri, almost everyone was resurrected after the war. It didn't take Qin Kun much effort for the people in Paris to be resurrected automatically because of the protection of the Holy See's barrier.

Those partners who fought side by side made him pinch the thread for a long time.

Queen Hel felt comfortable all over and secretly touched Sang Yangsha's butt. She ignored Sang Yangsha's embarrassment and said to Carter: "You said you would send him to be my lover. Don't regret it."

The Fourth Highness of the Black Soul Sect was kidnapped by Queen Hel.

Carter was very helpless and a little scared.

He was not afraid of Heer, but of Qin Kun.

He is the writer of the laws of the ultimate battle, and he understands that there are loopholes in the laws. If the battle is won, all the people on his side can be resurrected.

But it was the winner who had the final say on how his own people judged it. At the last moment, he was really forced to bet on Qin Kun. Fortunately... this guy was somewhat moral.

Carter and Einsberg returned to Denmark. He is going to write his own new book, and this time the fairy tale will be even more exciting.

Van Helsing, Hazlitt, and Menoetius all felt like they were surviving the disaster, but except for Van Helsing, everyone else's memories of the war were also disappearing little by little.

Those who die earlier have blurry memories.

Van Helsing took a deep breath, at least he won, that was enough.

…

Most of Yamato Onmyoji, Southeast Asia, North America and other weak helpers did not survive the first seven days, but with the support of the Holy See's barrier, they were also resurrected.

Qin Kun actually wanted to get rid of some evil villains easily. Those who died before the Great Freedom Formation were protected by the Holy See's barrier. It was a pity that the causal line did not appear in the final battlefield.

…

Linjiang City, next to Baihu Old Street, is a supernatural town.

The entrance of Qin Kun's villa.

Qin Xiaowang was standing next to Tu Rongrong. When he saw Qin Kun approaching from a distance, he rushed towards him.

"Old man——"

"speak Mandarin!"

"dad--"

Qin Kun touched the child's head and put him on his shoulders. He looked at the second-floor window. Du Qinghan smiled at him and stepped back. Tu Yong, who was next to him, was wearing casual pants and led his daughter over.

"Why did you travel so long?"

Tu Yong didn't know where Qin Kun went, but something big must have happened. He took his brother-in-law Han Yao with him.

Tu Yong came to inquire in the name of a business trip. Qin Kun smiled and said, "I'm going to fight monsters."

Tu Yong understood.

The two children didn't understand, but they were very excited.

Can dad (Uncle Qin) fight monsters? ! It’s simply amazing!

Qin Kun made an excuse and went to the corner. When he saw no one, he took out two large suitcases from the flexible space and carried them over again.

"I brought you gifts, Rongrong also has them~"

The first floor of the villa is shaded by trees in the yard. I don’t know if the feng shui or the land is good here. The grapevines that originally took two or three years to bear fruit have produced a lot of grapes this year.

The gifts in the living room range from luxury goods to children's toys. They were all given by the head of VK Building, his old friend Marceline.

The old lady was also resurrected. When she said goodbye to Qin Kun, she seemed to have forgotten the horrible and strange things she had encountered before, but the enthusiasm between friends forced Qin Kun to have a lot of things. There are also some children's toys.

…

For three consecutive days, Qin Kun stayed at home.

Every day is spent eating, sleeping, and watching the children dig the cellar.

Du Qinghan served Qin Kun very well.

Qin Kun wanted to have sex, but she didn't agree. Qin Kun directly used the ultimate skill that he only realized after the ghost came recently - the overlord forced his bow!

Won successfully. Then it seemed that the door to a new world opened for Du Qinghan.

It seems that he has tasted the sweetness. Starting from the fourth time on the first night, Bawang's forced bow turned into Du Ye's forced bow.

Three days...

On the evening of the fourth day, mid to late August, July 15th of the lunar calendar, the Ghost Festival.

Qin Kun held his waist and carried a cup of wolfberry tea out the door.

"Come back soon." Du Qinghan called sweetly from the window on the second floor.

"Oh." Qin Kun didn't want to talk to this woman for the first time.

The supernatural town has welcomed its second major show.

There are huge crowds of tourists, and advertising posters are posted from the entrance of Baihu Town Scenic Area all the way to the town. In the small town, the sprays on the roads, AR effects, and cosplay formations are all related to ghosts.

"Grilled skewers - fierce ghost skewers -"

Wu Senran's BBQ yard is full of fragrance and is located at the best crossroads. The huge passenger flow makes the business extremely popular.

“Fried chicken—anyone want fried chicken?”

Jin Liuzi and Sister Gu, who are dressed as zombies, have long been the scenery here. Tonight, the stall's business is as good as Wu Senran's shop.

“Fat Mao cone—Fat Mao ice powder—Fat Mao refreshing tonic—come quickly!”

It’s hot in August, and Gao Ying and his partner Sha Mao, who have caught the urgent needs of tourists, are also business geniuses in the supernatural town. They no longer sell box lunches, but start selling summer drinks, which is quite popular.

Qin Kun didn't expect that two masters, 'Wolong' and 'Fengchu', would appear in his small ghost hunting inn at the same time. Together with Wu Senran, they would divide the world and divide the market share here.

Doctor Huo looked at other people's businesses with a sour look, wondering if his own psychology clinic could also free up a space to sell some food. This would be so profitable.

Under the big locust tree at the crossroad, Qin Kun sat in the flower bed to rest.

In the cos square, I suddenly saw Xu Facheng wearing a Taoist robe, and a man dressed like a dog walking among them.

"Ahhhhhh-the Taoist priest is so handsome-"

"Brother Taoist priest, can you get married?"

"Where is the Taoist priest from?"

"Xu Facheng, a poor man from Maoshan." Xu Facheng smiled gently and worked hard to promote Maoshan.

If an extremely decent person is matched with this girl-killing face, it will simply satisfy all the fantasies some ignorant girls have about Gufeng Chuchen's little brother.

Next to Qin Kun, Miao Shan sat down and curled his lips and said, "This guy actually wants to become famous in the cosplay industry. Is this a taboo?"

Miao Shan is obviously jealous.

I don’t know why, but in this traditional ghost festival, tourists prefer Taoists to monks.

Qin Kun said: "Anyway, the rule of life and death is not to reveal the secret method in front of others. This kind of reputation based on face... seems to be nothing, right? By the way, why are you still here? Don't you miss your master?"

"My mind is foggy. When I go back to Master and ask about it, I don't know how to explain it to the old man. I almost forgot what I did. I'll talk about it after I recover for a while. Besides... Mo Wuji didn't leave either?"

Miao Shan and Qin Kun walked side by side among the crowd. The monk's moon-white robes looked like the Buddha's light, but not many tourists paid attention. The two walked along the intersection. When they approached the Oriental Style Street, someone was performing in a tea house. Change of face.

"You said he was also free." Miaoshan looked at Mo Wuji who was performing hard. The Fengdu Guanzhen disciple stayed here for a few days after he came back, performing for people every day. The monk didn't know why, and he didn't take the initiative to find him. If so, he wouldn't take the initiative to find someone else.

"Isn't this good? My son often comes to see his master these days." Qin Kun stayed at home for three days. Although he didn't go out, he still had eyes and ears. Sometimes Xiao Wang would go out and come back to tell him that he had gone to play with Mo Wuji. He also knew that Mo Wuji had been staying in the teahouse.

"Of course I've met your son. It's said that your son works for free in the teahouse and makes money for Mo Wuji. You don't care if he asks for some karma?"

After Miaoshan finished speaking, Qin Kun was startled: "Does the teahouse belong to Mo Wuji?"

"It's from Senior Chao."

Holy shit...is this Chao Zhen's property?

Qin Kun frowned: "I heard from Uncle Ge that whenever Uncle Chao makes some money, he spends it on the decoration of Fengdu Temple. Where does he get the money to buy a teahouse?"

This location is not cheap.

"Hi, the old tailor and the seamstress gave it to me. The seamstress is the daughter of Senior Chao, and in terms of seniority, she is Mo Wuji's senior sister. These two people have a lot of money. They provide all the costumes."

oh--

Qin Kun suddenly realized that they should not be doing this for Mo Wuji, but for his own son.

After removing this strange line of cause and effect, Qin Pojun had to call the tailor and his wife Tai Lao and Grandpa in terms of seniority.

Qin Kun felt a little emotional when he thought of Liu Tian.

If I had been as capable as I am now, wouldn't she have died?

That was the first woman who was very good to him.

While thinking about it, Qin Kun was elbowed by Miao Shan again, interrupting his thoughts.

"what happened again?"

"Look who's sitting in the first row?"

The two melon-eaters took a quick look and said, holy shit, isn't this Magic Lisa?

The blond man with blue eyes looked at Mo Wuji who was changing his face on the stage. Mo Wuji combined face-changing and making tea. When he came off the stage to make tea, Magic Lisa, like Sunflower, didn't look away from each other at all.

"This guy is such a thief... He picked up Van Helsing's woman... I even feel embarrassed!"

Miaoshan couldn't stand it any longer, shook his head and stood up.

Qin Kun found that Magic Lisa's eyes were very bright, with the kind of purity and sincerity after meeting her sweetheart. Even the spectators nearby couldn't help but send their blessings silently.

It's actually pretty good, isn't it?

Just say that these days, his son has been complaining that his master doesn't let him sleep with him. He also wants to review his childhood memories, but his master found various reasons to send his son back.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wuji wanted to rock music with Magic Lisa at night.

Qin Kun secretly cursed shamelessly, stood up and left.

Today all the Niu Meng people were let out.

On July 15th, hundreds of ghosts walk at night.

This was originally the theme of the event.

Niu Meng and the others walked on the street quite skillfully. Di Renjie and Liu Chan were walking openly in the world for the first time, and they felt that everything was strange.

"Ah, it's Mr. Dong who's here!"

"Look, Internet celebrity and fierce ghost Mr. Dong Jun!"

Dong Ao, who was holding the bone horse, became the object of pursuit again.

Dong Ao smiled very proudly and kept waving to tourists. He liked this place so much.

"I'll give up on the trouble of being skinned. I'll take a photo with Mr. Dong..."

Skinner was pushed aside, and his nose was crooked with anger. He looked at Niu Meng and said, "Brother Niu, you have to take care of it! Humans and ghosts have different paths. Is this ridiculous?"

Before he finished speaking, Niu Meng was also taken away, along with Ma Mian.

Niu Meng gave Pipi a proud look.

Apparently some tourists also like the traditional Chinese ox-head and horse noodles.

The tourists all thought that these ghosts passing by were acting, but they were shocked when they couldn't see them after taking a group photo. Only then did an experienced person jump out to educate them: "Don't you understand? This is on your body. Certain coatings are applied and the spectrum cannot be captured. We knew this last year! You can ask the students in the studio over there to draw a sketch for you, it’s very cheap!”

Pseudoscience suddenly contributed to the studio's business, because the person who popularized science was the person Yuan Xinghan hired.

A group of people quickly called the students from Yuan Xinghan's summer class, paid and sat there obediently.

On the street corner, some tourists out of curiosity finally extended their claws to some new faces.

"Hello, are you... Mr. Di Renjie?"

Among the wandering ghosts, Judge Dee was startled.

Someone actually knows me?

He didn't know how to answer, and the tourist next to him said: "Wearing a black gauze headdress, a silver crocodile belt around his waist, and a strange-looking iron mace on his back. Who else could this be if he wasn't Mr. Dee? Mr. Dee, we Leave a picture..."

They found that there was no trace of Di Renjie in the secret photo shoot, so they took Di Renjie to the painting stall and invited a student.

Di Renjie was surprised, but he was very happy in his heart. This is a descendant of China. If he can still respect and like himself after a thousand years, then all the things he did during his lifetime will become worthwhile.

Di Renjie was taken away.

While Liu Chan was disappointed, he was suddenly invited by a group of people.

"Liu Chan!"

"It's Brother Adou..."

"Brother, Grandpa Liu lived a long life. This must be the Emperor of Shu Han when cos was young!"

"Whatever, I like Brother Adou so much, come with us to paint a picture..."

Liu Chan's fat face turned red and he was at a loss. He quickly asked in excitement: "Really, really? You like me? Why?"

A group of beautiful girls seem to be naturally attracted to a gentle and cute little fat guy like Liu Chan.

But girls are not only beautiful, but also naughty.

"Our best friends like the fierce general brother from Three Kingdoms the most!"

"I... am a fierce general?" Liu Chan was stunned.

"Of course! There are only three people in the Three Kingdoms who can go in and out among the thousands of troops. One is General Zhao, one is you, and one is Meng Huo!"

Qin Kun, who was drinking tea next to him, burst out laughing. Seeing Liu Chan's red face, he almost fell into the garden with laughter.

Liu Chan was dragged away.

Qin Kun came to the nearby market stall, where there was a lonely ghost king.

He held a wad of real money, but he didn't know how to count, but he still spent it and bought a lot of things.

There are chess, comic books, small weapons, and imitation jade seals. I don’t know who to give it to either.

Qin Kun didn't disturb him.

Not far away, a group of actors came out.

Behind the market is a small town cinema, which can also be turned into a theater after the movie curtain is pulled up. There's a show tonight. It seems that the performance has just ended and the actors have left and are going to have something to eat.

A beautiful woman came out last, without changing her clothes or taking off her makeup.

After passing by the big ghost, he suddenly felt weak and sprained his feet.

Only then did the big ghost realize that he had just been in a daze, did not restrain his ghost energy, and rushed into the other party.

"Are you OK?"

The big ghost helped the beauty up.

The beautiful woman raised her head, and when her eyes met, the beautiful woman was startled subconsciously: "Overlord...?"

The big ghost's hands trembled and he turned his head away: "You admitted your mistake."

"You can't be wrong! I have played Yu Ji for 300 times... the one you cosplay is the Overlord! Except for this purple robe, everything else looks like her!"

This is actually not a purple robe, but the form of purple energy that comes with death...

The big ghost thought in his heart, but had no explanation. Hearing the beauty's words, he didn't know how to answer because he didn't understand what cosplay was, but he still said: "Yu Ji is actually not as beautiful as you. She is just very considerate..."

The beauty didn't care about that and suddenly grabbed him.

"Sisters, come on, I've caught the real overlord!"

The big ghost was stunned when he noticed that a huge number of beauties were coming over.

Are they all Yu Ji?

The big ghost's face was red.

"Ah, it really looks like it!"

"Yes, Overlord, I have played Yu Ji for 60 times. Do you think I look like her?"

"I did 87 shows!"

"Overlord, today's "Overlord Farewell to Concubine Yu", have you seen the grand scene on stage?"

The big ghost was at a loss.

Why are there so many people calling themselves Yu Ji all of a sudden?

Suddenly, the big screen at the entrance of the cinema showed highlights from today's newly revised stage drama "The King's Farewell to Yu Concubine".

A general's face was unclear, only his eyes were full of tears.

More than a hundred Yu Ji actors formed a spatial flow and transformation. Each person took a step forward and repeated the movements and expressions of the previous actor, seeming to express Yu Ji's reluctance to commit suicide and the separation in the Overlord's heart.

Qin Kun looked at these slideshows with the same performance style as causal lines, and was shocked and confused at the same time.

Because now... no matter how you look at it, the big ghost doesn't look like an overlord...

Like King Zhou.

as expected!

The newly built Xichu Scenic Area and the replica of the Xichu Forbidden City are not grand, but they have a unique feel next to the White Lake.

Overlord was led by more than 100 concubines to take turns drinking.

Under the five confusions and three thoughts, the Overlord made a red face and announced: "Today the Solitary King is treating us! You Yu Ji and the Solitary King will get drunk and then rest...!"

Delicacies and side dishes were served one after another, as well as jars of low-alcohol wine, which looked like a wine pool and a forest of meat.

Qin Kun silently paid the owner of the restaurant and stayed away from the overlord's circle.

He has been depressed for thousands of years, so it would be good to vent his anger and get drunk...actually.

All is peaceful tonight.

Even on the Hungry Ghost Festival, there is not a trace of evil spirit here.

After walking halfway around the White Lake, when he returned, he saw two old men walking, looking directly at him.

"You're back? Why haven't you come to us for so long?"

Sao Konchen pushed Ge Zhan and walked on the road with few people. When he saw Qin Kun, he asked with a smile.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Thanks to ‘亖肖’, ‘Grapefruit Watermelon’ and ‘Winter Snow Water’ for the rewards~~~

As of today, the main plot is over~

Hahahaha, I have a lot to say, so I’ll leave it to the end. Some of the plots in the future are basically daily life and some interesting sub-plots, so I can’t write more.

The story must eventually end.

It has been 6 years, so many ups and downs...

The story is finally complete.

Really, it’s a worthwhile trip.

The book friends who have stayed with me until now are all parents who have lived together through thick and thin. Shuai Kun is very grateful to everyone for their recognition, so that I can complete this book.

I'm relieved that I won't be sensational today... The supernatural channel is too difficult. Yesterday, I reviewed the authors who debuted at the same time. Many of them no longer write books. Those who read genuine books should know that this is the general environment.

In the future, Shuai Kun will try to write as few of these books as possible. It’s a thankless job. He doesn’t get any money or fame. The slow-paced imaginative story writing is incomparable with the pretentious and slap-in-the-face writing. The income is less than 20% of other people’s. One, but the pace is not slow, the foreshadowing is impatient and there are many loopholes, and it will fall apart later.

The structure of "Meng Gui" is very stable, the plot lasts until 4 million words without breaking, and it also has a good ending. Shuai Kun himself also feels sublimated ~ I admire myself.

However, being able to finish "The Fierce Ghost" is Shuai Kun's confession to himself and to everyone~~~ If you have a good character, if you say you are not a prisoner, then you are not a prisoner! Admire it? Hahahahaha...

Recently, there is a new work in the water, "Campus Soldiers", which is about relaxing daily life. It is roughly a modern urban fantasy story, linked with fierce ghosts, and has the same general background. Book friends who can read it can support it~~~You can find it by clicking on the author's homepage.

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