Ghost Shelter System

In Yinchuan County, Qin Kun was riding his bicycle happily.

I was so sleepy that I gave him a pillow. Who would have thought that I would meet a black market cigarette seller on the street.

Qin Kun was carrying five packs of cigarettes. These cigarettes were bought from a stall for 100 yuan. Qin Kun deceived the vendor and said they were Mao Zedong commemorative coins. They were brand-new red notes with fine workmanship and pressed The gold thread directly bluffed the cigarette seller. Not only did he give him 5 packs of food stamps, he also gave him a few food stamps, crying and shouting that he wanted to exchange them with Qin Kun.

"Wait, something seems wrong..."

Qin Kun thought about it when he was riding out of the county town. It seemed that a pack of big Qianmen only cost 2 yuan...

I bought 5 packs for 100 yuan, isn’t it a bit…

After discovering this fact, Qin Kun's expression was a little stiff, but soon he comforted himself and said: This is 1980, well, cigarettes must be difficult to deal with, and besides, he also gave me a box of matches and food stamps. I earned it...

Qin Kun doesn't want to think about whether he will suffer losses or make profits. The money has been spent, so he can't get it back, right?

Besides, the new version costs 100 yuan. In this day and age, it is just a beautiful piece of paper...

After three hours of driving, it started to rain lightly.

Qin Kun was a little helpless and asked several times on the way. It took about two hours to ride to Linjiang City. Qin Kun felt that his butt couldn't bear it.

The mission stated that it would take 36 hours to find Wu Xiong. It was already halfway through, with 18 hours left. Qin Kun's goal was very clear, the northern suburbs.

Since Wu Xiong is from Qingzhushan Fu Sect, he is right to ride in the direction of Baihu.

Two hours passed quickly. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the drizzle stopped, and Qin Kun came to the foot of Qingzhu Mountain. At this time, the Baihu Town Scenic Area had not yet been developed. The bare White Lake was surrounded by reed marshes, and there were only a few places around it. The village doesn’t even have a hair on it.

The undeveloped Baihu Town Scenic Area is really as remote as a wild lake and no one cares about it.

At the foot of Qingzhu Mountain, Qin Kun stopped a young Taoist priest.

"Fellow Taoist, are you from Qingzhu Mountain?"

The little Taoist priest looked Qin Kun up and down.

"Dare I ask if the donor is also from my Taoist sect?" the little Taoist priest asked in confusion.

"I am a pilgrim!" Qin Kun said.

Qin Kun has never admitted that he is a Taoist priest, but now in order to complete the task, he must have a reason. He thinks that the pilgrims are very good. Which Taoist temple does not like pilgrims?

The little Taoist priest nodded: "Oh, the trail is not from Qingzhu Mountain."

Depend on!

It's not like you from Qingzhushan talk so much nonsense!

Qin Kun glared at the little Taoist priest with disdain, turned around and left.

"Wait a minute! The so-called praying to gods and worshiping Buddha means responding to requests. The temple in Qingzhu Mountain is the Yin Temple, and it is dedicated to the Yuanjun of the Five Halls. If the donor wants to offer incense, he might as well come to our Tianhu Mountain. Pindao Yujizi, our Tianhu The mountain is an orthodox Taoist temple, with a statue of the Three Pure Ones in the center, which is very efficacious!"

Qin Kun was really speechless when he saw the little Taoist priest's joyful description.

Are there any incidents of robbing pilgrims these days? Tianhu Mountain, isn't it one of the three mountains on the path of life and death? It blocks the only way to pass through Qingzhu Mountain and touts the efficacy of its own incense. Who came up with this harmful trick?

"You said your name is Yu Jizi?"

The little Taoist priest nodded, "Yes, has the donor heard of the Taoist name given by my master?"

Qin Kun stopped his bicycle, stepped forward and beat the little Taoist priest violently.

The little Taoist priest was frail and screamed repeatedly after being beaten.

"Donor, why did you hit me!" The little Taoist priest had two rows of bright red stripes hanging under his nose.

Qin Kun curled his lips, you were the one who tricked Lao Wang into letting me go to the funeral parlor to stay vigil at the ashes. If I hadn't had a chance encounter, I would have been tricked to death by you. If not, who would I hit? !

"I don't like people who are handsomer than me!"

The little Taoist wiped away the nosebleed: "My face was given to me by my parents, what can I do? The donor has a vision in his heart, but the poor Taoist has no vision in his heart! Ordinary man, I will remember you!"

Oh my god, you are worthy of being Taoist Priest Yujizi. He is so good at deceiving you at such a young age.

After destroying the jade machine, it didn't take long for Qin Kun to finally catch a Qingzhushan Taoist priest, but he was told that Wu Xiong had gone to the crematorium.

Fire... crematorium?

Qin Kun was stunned. What was he doing there?

"The donor may not know that something big happened today at my Linjiang Dao Gate. A senior passed away, and many senior uncles, senior uncles, and colleagues came to express their condolences. In fact, it's not far away, right next to Yuetan Mountain."

The Taoist priest saw that Qin Kun was well-dressed and obviously a rich man. He heard that Master Wu had frequent contacts with these dignitaries and that the life of Qingzhushan disciples had become much better in recent years, so he did not dare to neglect him.

Yuetan Mountain...

Qin Kun missed the target and rode towards Yuetan Mountain.

By the way, I heard Lao Wang say that the Linjiang City Crematorium used to be in the northern suburbs. It was moved to the western suburbs after the northern suburbs reorganized its planning.

Qin Kun was stunned. Could he meet Lao Wang today?

Qin Kun chuckled. It was a good relationship, and he could reminisce about the past. He didn't know what Lao Wang was like when he was young.

After a while, Qin Kun arrived at the foot of Yuetan Mountain. The current Yuetan Mountain, except for the pavilion on the mountainside, was completely different from what he had seen before. It could only be said that it was still beautiful.

Who would have thought that this Yuetan Mountain, which has the temperament of a spiritual mountain, would become a holy place for young people to fight in 30 years... It’s a fate.

Not far from the foot of the mountain, the crematorium is already in sight.

There is a large area of ​​empty wasteland around. After all, when cremation was popularized, few villages could accept this burial method. In addition, the ancients were jealous of ghosts, and few village brigades would allow the crematorium to be built next to them.

The bicycle rode all the way to the entrance of the crematorium.

It seemed that a big shot had died today, and the small crematorium was full of people.

Qin Kun looked around and saw that most of these people were wearing Taoist robes and black satin, with white strips tied on their arms. Qin Kun counted the heads and found that there were nearly a hundred heads.

At the door, the atmosphere was depressing.

Qin Kun tied his bicycle to the big iron gate and crept in.

"What the hell is going on? This dead guy doesn't even have a blow, why should he be so quiet?"

Inside the simple shed was a small mourning hall, with several Taoist priests sitting inside, noisy about something loudly.

"Master Yang's bones have melted, where is the person you are talking about?!"

A tall middle-aged man was questioning a wretched Taoist priest.

Qin Kun followed the sound and found it.

Wu Xiong was met by Qin Kun at the Nanzong Taoist meeting. His wretched and shrewd appearance left a deep impression on him. Sometimes the way Wang Gan made small calculations made him look very much like his master.

But now Wu Xiong is less than 40 years old, and he is not very smart, but his wretched temperament cannot be hidden from Qin Kun's eyes.

"Well... the system didn't prompt to complete the task. It seems that I have to talk to him."

There were too many Taoist priests here, and Qin Kun felt that it was not good to show up. When he was thinking about how to call him over, there was a voice behind him.

"Who are you? What are you doing here sneakily?"

In front of Qin Kun, a young man of 25 or 26 looked at him with an unkind expression.

"Do you care?"

Qin Kun shook his windbreaker, rolled his eyes at him, and lit a cigarette: "Brother, help me call that wretched Taoist priest. I have something to talk to him about."

Qin Kun struck up a match, lit a cigarette butt, and did not forget to give one to the young man in front of him.

Well……

The young man was a little speechless. This boy was dressed gorgeously. He originally came to the entrance of the funeral home to relax, but he didn't expect to meet such a strange person. At first I thought it was someone with ulterior motives, but I didn’t expect it to be someone familiar...

The young man took the cigarette and took a look, the big front door! This cigarette is not cheap!

After smoking, the young man's attitude improved a lot: "You also express condolences to Master Yang?"

Qin Kun pouted: "Condolences? I don't know who died. Go quickly." Qin Kun saw that the argument was getting louder and urged.

The young man found out that he was obviously older than Qin Kun, but he was being manipulated like his younger brother, but for the sake of this cigarette, he endured it.

"My name is Wang Shouyi. If anyone dies in the family, you can come to me at the crematorium. Cremation is universal and everyone is responsible."

Watching the young man leave, the cigarette in Qin Kun's mouth fell to the ground.

This damn thing is... Lao Wang!

How come this guy can speak in an official tone now?

Wu Xiong was being scolded by Jing Sansheng when suddenly Wang Shouyi came over and said, "There is someone at the door looking for you."

Wu Xiong frowned, looking for... me?

Wu Xiong looked around and found that it was an unknown person holding something in his arms. He counted it with his fingers and smiled.

"Uncle Ge, I'll come as soon as I go."

(To be continued)

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