Ghost Shelter System

After staying in Sanfenshan for 12 days, Qin and Kun were finally released to Linjiang City.

At the Linjiang City Funeral Home, Director Wang pointed at Qin Kun's nose and scolded him bloody.

"Skip work! Lost contact! Xiao Qin, what on earth do you want to do? What you do makes me very sad..."

Director Wang's tea cup was placed heavily on the desk, "Salary deduction! Salary deduction is absolutely necessary! If you skip work for 12 days, you will be deducted 500, and you will be deducted 6,000 this month!"

"6000!!" Qin Kun opened his eyes wide, "Old Wang! How do you want me to celebrate the New Year!"

"What a waste! Lao Qu and I have painted the remains these days. Do you know that our old bones are so popular that our life expectancy will be shortened? Your salary this month is 1,800, which is non-negotiable!" Director Wang Blowing his beard and staring.

damned!

1800 yuan...

Qin Kun seemed to have returned to the age when Lao Wang squeezed his labor force.

On the way home at night, Qin Kun's tire was punctured. As the New Year was approaching, no one was repairing the tire on the street. It was extremely desolate. Qin Kun had to push his bicycle and walk back from the western suburbs.

What's going on! I had a premonition that there was going to be a problem at Sanfenshan. Although it turned out later that those scientists were not up to no good, I still did a good deed.

"This month's salary is 1,800. Since the fat man and the eldest lady can exchange money for traveling, Fu Zong and Zhu Zong will basically not come to me. Damn, I really want to do a stupid thing that will cut off my wealth."

Qin Kun calculated that he still had a balance of hundreds of thousands, but this was the decoration fee. He had already called the decoration company. Booking a decoration package at the end of the year would be 30% cheaper and save tens of thousands.

Calculating this way, I only have 1,800 yuan for the New Year?

Qin Kun feels that his financial management skills are a bit poor...

On the road, the cold wind whimpered. During this period of time, the snow disappeared, and Linjiang City became a little colder. The moist and cold air turned into a gentle knife, cutting into the skin.

The last bus was gone. Qin Kun wrapped his windbreaker tightly and walked on the road alone.

"Brother, are you alone?"

On the side of the road, there was a little girl in a floral skirt, wearing red leather shoes, and her eyes were bleeding.

Qin Kun saw it was a little ghost, so he nodded: "Yes, alone."

I don’t know when the little girl died, but she was quite cute. Qin Kun has seen many ghosts, and this seems to be the first time for Little Loli. When Qin Xue was little, she was such a cute little girl in a floral skirt. Qin Kun's heart softened and he gave up the idea of ​​putting her into the ashes.

As a result, the ghost hunter became a little brother, one person and one ghost, and they also started chatting on the road.

"Little brother, aren't you afraid of me?" the little girl asked curiously.

Qin Kun thought, if you show your dead look, it will make me sick, but it seems that this little girl has some moral principles.

"Don't be afraid, I work at a funeral parlor." Qin Kun replied, lighting a cigarette.

"My home is there!"

The little girl pointed to a famous cemetery in the western suburbs. It was a hilltop with a beautiful scenery. It was said that one square meter cost 40,000 yuan. Qin Kun discovered that ghosts now live in mansions. How can people live?

"Then why did you run out?" Qin Kun asked.

"My mother went to find something to eat. She hasn't come back yet."

"Oh, that's how it is……"

The little girl followed Qin Kun for three stops. It seemed that she hadn't found anyone to talk to for a long time. After chatting for a while, Qin Kun pretended to be relaxed and responded to her lukewarmly.

When they were about to leave the cemetery, the little girl stopped walking forward.

"Little brother, I can't walk too far. Mom said I can't find my way home if I leave too far."

Qin Kun said: "Then just wait for your mother here. Remember to stay hidden and don't scare others."

"Yeah." The little girl nodded.

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In the evening, Qin Kun came home, Wang Qian was soaking his feet, and Chu Qianxun was applying a facial mask. These two seemed to be more attractive since they had a ghost.

Fei Leizong glared at him. Behind the curtain, where the Headless Ghost liked to stand, became his territory. The Corpse Lantern Ghost, like the old servant, hung behind Chu Qianxun (he could put half of his body deep inside). Only one head is exposed from the wall).

Niu Meng, Skinner Ghost, Wedding Dress Ghost, and Xu Tao are playing mahjong.

Seeing Qin Kun come back, Niu Meng drew a card for himself, happily accepted the money and ended the game.

"Brother Kun, are you okay tonight? I came back so late and I smell a faint ghostly aura on your body."

Niu Meng asked.

"I met a little ghost on the road and chatted with him for a while."

Qin Kun waved his hand and said it was okay.

Wang Gan's voice came: "He has become a god, what can happen! You haven't seen the way those researchers look at Qin Kun. I'm afraid that in less than two months, Qin Kun will be regarded as the leader of a cult." Caught... hum."

Chu Qianxun put on the facial mask and looked at his phone: "Little black dog, my grandfather said that the head of the Sen family was imprisoned for spreading superstitious ideas. You have to be careful."

The struggle between the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect lasted from the 1960s to the 1980s. It is no secret that the three heads of the Northern Sect were imprisoned because of the blood-cutting Taoist soldiers.

Qin Kun curled his lips, what a crow's mouth.

The reason why the old blind Dr. Huang said that was because Qin Kun must have done some incredible things in his previous life.

However, that memory is very vague, as if it is independent from the line of cause and effect and does not belong to oneself. Some of it will only emerge at specific moments.

If these memories are what Buddhism calls Suhui, and his previous life is dead, how can he explain it now?

Is it reincarnation?

Qin Kun suddenly remembered something.

Yincao plasma.

10 drops of vaginal plasma can revive someone.

If that were the case, it would all make sense.

"If you don't want this, what the old blind man thinks has nothing to do with me. Let me say it first. Their fanaticism is their fanaticism. Don't tell anyone about the Seal of Ten Deaths between you two. Lest others really think of us as a cult. Our purpose is, He also catches ghosts and eliminates demons.”

Qin Kun solemnly warned that the emergence of the system was even more incredible than Taoism, and basically beyond the scope of understanding.

If Taoism can only be regarded as the use of the energy of heaven and earth, then the system has surpassed everything known. Maybe it is something created by higher beings.

Doesn’t the silicon life form created by man, that is, the computer, still rely on the system to run?

"Don't worry, no one believes what I said. However, my master, Junior Sister Chu, and her grandfather probably also have this thing. I don't know the difference between the Karma Fire Seal and the Ten Death Seal."

After the three of them came back from the hell realm, they seemed to be changed people.

It was as if his horizons exceeded the known world, and he was a little confused.

However, the three of them were determined and constantly making adjustments.

No matter how big the world is, to Wang Qian, it is just a talisman, and talismans are his lifelong pursuit.

Chu Qianxun's pursuit is beauty, health, exercise, beauty, and detoxification. No matter how incredible things happen, the eldest lady is still the eldest lady in life.

Qin Kun, on the other hand, was a little confused.

"I don't seem to have any pursuits?"

Qin Kun was shocked to find that Fatty Wang loved talismans and Miss Chu loved beauty, but what about him? When I first came out of society and was dawdling around in society, I valued loyalty. What about now?

The gangster turned into an office worker. He found that he didn't know what to do after leaving the funeral parlor.

'Jingle Bell--'

Qin Kun's cell phone rang, interrupting his thoughts.

Qin Kun picked up the phone: "Hello? Who is this?"

"Master Qin? It was Li Zhe who introduced you to me. I've been in some trouble recently... There seems to be a hanged ghost at home... I wonder if you can help me solve it?" There was a man on the other end of the phone.

Qin Kun was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed and ready to agree immediately.

Next to him, Chu Qianxun kicked Qin Kun with his foot and made a gesture with his mouth.

"It's a bit of a city."

Qin Kun immediately understood and said calmly: "I am just a travel agency owner and tour guide. I don't want to take on the job of catching ghosts for the time being."

The man was anxious: "Master Qin! I understand the rules! I came to you because I had no other choice. You must help me!"

'Ding! ’

A text message came from Qin Kun’s electronic account, saying there was an extra 200,000 yuan.

He remembered telling Li Zhe and Yu Mengxin their account when they were at Menggui Travel Agency.

20w!

This was the first time Qin Kun had seen such a sincere person.

Qin Kun now knows what he is pursuing.

‘Yin and Yang are at peace’

"This sufferer, since you are sincere, I will see you tomorrow."

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