Ghost Shelter System

Zhushan, old grave, burial.

This is the ancestral grave of the Qin family. This hilltop belongs to the Qin Kun family.

The uncle, father, and third uncle were kneeling in front, followed by Qin Kun, Qin Ming, Qin Liang, Qin Xue, and two cousins.

Uncle Qin Mantang, who is fifty-six this year, burns paper and kowtows with great respect. Rural people respect gods and ancestors. They feel that only with the blessing of their ancestors can future generations live a better life.

Before kowtowing, Qin Mantang thought about what was behind him and turned around to tell him: "Da Kun, just kneel down and forget about kowtowing."

Qin Kun wondered: "Why?"

Qin Mantang and his two younger brothers looked at each other, speechless.

Since the year Qin Kun dropped out of school, Qin Mantang would dream about his father every year after returning to visit his grave. The old father pitifully appeared in his dream and told him not to let Qin Kun kowtow.

Qin Mantang didn't take it to heart at first.

Later, I accidentally chatted with my two younger brothers again and found that they also had the same dream. The old father also told them that Qin Kun's fate was too tough and he could not bear the head-cutting gift from Qin Kun.

"Your grandfather told you in a dream that he would praise you for your potential and give you special treatment."

Qin Mantang said foolishly, Qin Kun scratched his head, could it be that he stabbed Ying Gong last night and gave him a face?

It's okay, I just like special treatment.

Qin Kun patted the soil and stood up: "Then I'll go for a walk in the bamboo forest."

After Qin Kun left, Qin Ming and Qin Liang were suspicious: "Dad (uncle), why don't you kowtow?"

"He is the eldest grandson, can you take care of him? Kowtow quickly, there will be your grandma, third master, fourth master, and old aunt in a while."

Damn, shouldn’t the eldest grandson kowtow a few more times?

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Qin Kun was walking alone in the bamboo forest. On the first day of the new year, the bamboo forest was slightly cold and humid, and there were many bamboo shoot farmers digging winter bamboo shoots early in the morning.

Qin Kun saw a middle-aged man, swarthy, digging bamboo shoots, with a bitter look on his face and a deep frown on his brows.

Looking around, Qin Kun found that this land seemed to be their family's Zhushan, which was given to his uncle after his grandfather died.

"Uncle Pingyuan, are you digging in the wrong place? Is your Zhushan over there?"

Qin Kun knew this middle-aged man, Qin Pingyuan, the son of the fifth grandfather's family. He had always been taciturn and did not interact much with his relatives.

Qin Pingyuan looked up and found that it was Qin Kun, and lowered his head again.

"Hmph! If you don't dig these bamboo shoots, they will grow into old bamboo shoots. I dug them for Qin Mantang. How can he still eat me?"

Hey, what you said makes sense.

Qin Kun didn't want to cause trouble. He saw Qin Pingyuan move quickly and the bamboo basket was filled in a short time.

Qin Kun lit a cigarette: "Uncle Pingyuan, has your family been hit by evil spirits recently?"

Qin Pingyuan was furious and glared at Qin Kun: "Your family just got into trouble!"

Qin Kun was not innocent. Qin Pingyuan had a faint ghost aura about him. Although it was weak, Qin Kun felt that it was probably because something unclean had come into the house.

"Don't be angry, I'm just kidding, want a cigarette?"

Qin Pingyuan slapped the cigarette handed to him by Qin Kun and said, "I can't afford a good cigarette, so take it away quickly!"

After that, he put the bamboo basket on his back and left.

Qin Kun looked at Qin Pingyuan's back, frowning and thinking deeply. After a while, Qin Ming and Qin Liang came over.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

Qin Kun picked up the cigarette on the ground. It was Yuxi after all. What happened to this man? He didn't even smoke. Did I offend you?

"Uncle Pingyuan. It looks a little abnormal."

Qin Ming thought for a moment and said, "Brother, I heard that Uncle Pingyuan's daughter bumped into something dirty. Years ago, the nearby goddess came to take a look and said that someone in the village had offended Huang Pizi, so she pointed at Uncle Pingyuan's house. He was so angry that he drove away the goddess. Not long after, his daughter became ill. Yellow spots began to appear on her body, so she took her to the county hospital for a checkup. She didn't say anything, but she asked for 30,000 yuan for the examination. No, Uncle Pingyuan has been digging bamboo shoots these days."

Huangpizi?

Isn't that a weasel?

Qin Kun also put away his thoughts when he saw his uncle greeting everyone to go back to eat.

…

In the evening, the uncle, father, third uncle, and a cousin went to the card table.

The Qin brothers and sisters also set up a mahjong table.

However, Qin Kun did not play. Qin Ming's sister Qin Run, Qin Kun's sister Qin Xue, Qin Liang and his sister Qin Ying started playing.

Qin Ming went to accompany his wife and child. Next to Qin Kun was his younger sister Qin Qing.

"Qingqing, how old are you this year?"

Qin Kun pulled the little girl's braid, and the little sister Qin Qing hit Qin Kun's hand. When she saw Qin Kun stuffing a red envelope, she smiled again and let him pull her.

"14 years old!"

Qin Qing lit the red envelope with 500 yuan inside, and the little girl was very happy.

"Are you going to school in the county?" Qin Kun asked.

"Well, big brother, my brother said you were very good in the county before!" Qin Qing blinked her big eyes and looked at Qin Kun with admiration.

Qin Kun laughed: "Shit, your brother Qin Liang is so awesome. He gave me and Brother Erming a day's meal ticket."

Qin Liang was embarrassed at the card table: "Brother! I lost my meal ticket to you and Er Ming in the card game. I'm so hungry that I haven't eaten all day."

Qin Kun pouted: "You deserve it. Those who are willing to gamble but refuse to admit defeat are shameless."

Qin Ming came back and shouted, "Sanliangzi, did you hear what I said? You deserved it because you liked playing cards at that time. I think Brother Kun did the right thing in treating you."

The brothers were quarreling for a while, and Qin Kun pulled Qin Qing over and said, "Qingqing, uncle Pingyuan's daughter, is she also on the same level as you?"

Qin Qing nodded. Qin Ni and she were not only in the same class but also in the same class. They just inherited her father's problem of not liking to talk to others.

"Then what's happened to her recently? Is she sick?"

Qin Kun asked, even if Qin Pingyuan didn't give him a good look in the morning, he still had to take care of his family when such dirty things happened.

Qin Qing shook her head: "I went to play with Qin Ni a while ago. She had yellow spots and sores all over her body, but she was scared. My father won't let me go to see her again."

Qin Kun lowered his head and thought for a while: "Then let me go and have a look."

Hearing that Qin Kun was about to go there, Qin Ming and Qin Liang tried to dissuade him: "Brother, why are you going? Uncle Pingyuan is not close to us, so he won't give you a good face. Last time he dug bamboo shoots in our forest, my father After saying a few words, he started scolding me. If you go there, you will definitely be in trouble."

Qin Kun stretched his waist and said, "Shit, when your brother was running rampant in the village, grandpa couldn't control me. He dared to try to show off to me."

Qin Ming and Qin Liang were speechless for a while, my brother, you moved to the town when you were 10 years old, how dare you say that you walked rampant through the village?

However, they were not worried that Qin Kun would be defeated, but they were worried that Qin Kun would be unable to hold back the fire and beat Uncle Pingyuan. That would be so tragic.

Qin Kun washed his face and walked towards Uncle Pingyuan's house.

It was late at night, the countryside was deserted, Qin Pingyuan's house had no lanterns hanging, and the Spring Festival couplets were old. The lights in the house were dim, and a little girl's cry could still be heard.

From the first day to the seventh day of the Lunar New Year in Qinjia Village, the houses are open all night. Inside the door of every house is a table with candies and food.

Candy is given to children who come to visit, which means that the coming year will be sweet and sweet.

Most of the rice dishes are steamed bowls with incense sticks in them. They are offered to the passing ghosts and gods, which means prosperity.

Qin Kun walked into the house, peeled off a candy and put it in his mouth. He walked to the door and saw a little girl lying in the house. There were several heavy yellow spots on her face, the size of coins, which were obviously different from her skin color. Some of the macula have ulcerated and oozed pus.

Qin Pingyuan, his son Dabao, and Qin Pingyuan's wife gathered around the bed.

"Nini, don't cry, please bear with me, and daddy will scrape your sores!" Qin Pingyuan's eyes hurt so much, and he had a red-hot knife in his hand. He didn't know where he heard the trick, and he wanted to scrape Qinni's sores himself. .

Qin Pingyuan wiped one side of the knife with wine to cool it down. When the still hot blade was placed on the sore, Qin Ni screamed in pain.

"Dad! Stop shaving, it hurts——"

"It will be over soon, Dabao, hold your sister down!"

Qin Pingyuan gritted his teeth and began to pick at the wounds, cutting open the yellow abscess bit by bit.

Qin Kun leaned against the door and was speechless when he heard Qin Ni's scream like a pig being killed. His eyes scanned Qin Pingyuan's yard. It was ordinary, ordinary, nothing special. After opening my eyes, this yard is extremely normal.

"No ghost?"

Qin Kun was puzzled. He was sure that there were no ghosts here, but Qin Pingyuan's family all had a faint ghost aura about them.

At the door, someone suddenly walked in.

Qin Kun looked back and found that he was an old man.

"Fifth Grandpa." Qin Kun greeted with a smile.

Fifth Master Qin is the fifth brother of Grandpa Qin Kun and the father of Qin Pingyuan. He looked for a long time before he recognized Qin Kun and said happily: "Kunzi has made his mark! Why are you standing at the door and not going in to sit down?"

Qin Kun said: "I heard that Qin Ni was ill. I came to take a look. I was busy inside and didn't bother to go in."

Qin Wuye sighed: "You are such a good girl, but I don't know who I have offended. She caused evil during the Chinese New Year, and it has become like this. I have already invited the goddess here to show the girl."

oh?

Qin Kun turned around and found a figure at the door. Qin Kun frowned. Why didn't he notice her just now?

This goddess is in her 60s, has disheveled hair, deep wrinkles, heavy bags under her eyes, and looks very sneaky.

Qin Kun sniffed it, but there was no ghost in it.

"I told you, this is Huang Pizi's spiritual appearance! Huang Pizi's spiritual appearance! You offended Huang Pizi and you deserve this retribution!"

Qin Pingyuan heard someone at the door and walked out. He found that he knew three people in the courtyard. One was his father, one was Qin Kun, and the other was the goddess who was driven away by him years ago.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"Hmph! Without respecting ghosts and gods, do you want to kill Nini? I specially invited Goddess Jiang here!"

Fifth Master Qin said politely to the Goddess: "Excuse me, Goddess Jiang, I don't know if my granddaughter can be saved."

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! I'm afraid Wong Tai Sin will keep her. Alas, this girl has a hard life. To save her, I have to spend half of my mana. How difficult!"

Grandma Jiang kept rolling her eyes, mumbling something, and the bells on her body jingled, as if she was casting a spell to detect Qin Ni's condition.

"From the Qin family, three sticks of incense should be placed on the tomb of the gods! If you want to save your granddaughter, if you don't light incense and pray to the gods, the gods will not bless you! If you offend the gods, it will bring harm to your family!!"

Fuck...

Qin Kun was stunned. Now that he was a charlatan, would he use the trick of lighting incense to defraud money?

A stick of incense won’t cost another 30,000, right?

Fifth Master Qin was stunned and instantly understood what Goddess Jiang meant: "I don't know how to light incense, so please let me know."

"Three pillars of great incense for thirty-three thousand! Demons and monsters are hiding from the Western Mountain! Three pillars of divine incense will help me borrow the law to get rid of these evil spirits!"

Mother Jiang suddenly fell to the ground and shouted in fear: "Decide quickly, I can't suppress Huang Pizi's evil spirit anymore! If you don't do anything, I'm leaving!"

Qin Kun opened his eyes wide, this acting... was so impressive.

But the next moment, a wisp of soul floated out of the rice set at the door.

Qin Kun rubbed his eyes. If he saw it correctly, it was a weasel.

Qin Pingyuan... steamed the weasel meat and served it as a meal?

Qin Kun couldn't laugh or cry, you are amazing.

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