Ghost Shelter System

The two policemen were stunned. They saw that Qin Kun did not look like a Taoist priest or an ordinary villager, no matter his clothes, hairstyle, or conversation.

More like a rich boy who came back from the coastal area.

The white-clothed policeman saluted first, and then said in a formal way: "Hello, comrade, I am Qian Tieshan, a criminal police officer from the Beijiao Branch. Did you just say that the results of the interrogation were obtained?"

The little policeman in white had a sneer in his eyes. If he hadn't seen Qin Kun dressed decently, he would never have been so polite.

"Of course, otherwise why would you put up so many talisman papers?" Qin Kun rolled his eyes at him.

The little policeman in white frowned angrily: "Then tell me what you just asked?"

Qin Kun said: "Why should I tell you that you are not a policeman? Check it yourself..."

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The little policeman in white uttered a curse word in his chest. Kindness does not lead to soldiers, and kindness does not follow the police. The police are the existences that uphold justice, and wearing belts does not mean that the police are all good.

The little policeman in white was able to become a criminal police officer at a young age. His ability was directly proportional to his temper. When he found out that Qin Kun was making fun of him, his face immediately darkened: "Do you know how many years of imprisonment are required by law for spreading feudal superstitions?! "

Qin Kun didn't agree with him at all: "Hurry up and investigate the case. Why are you threatening ordinary people? Who has spread feudal superstitious ideas to you since you entered the house?"

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You are causing trouble, little brother, I want to fight you! !

The little policeman in white was trembling with anger. How could he, young and energetic, allow the other party to provoke him again and again? I am a criminal policeman after all, so you just don’t take me seriously? !

The policeman next to him stopped the white-clothed policeman who was about to go berserk and whispered: "Team Qian, don't be impulsive. The director asked us to take the lead. We'd better ask about the situation first and visit the first scene. It's not easy for our second team. If you get a chance, you have to prove that you are no worse than the first team!"

The little policeman in white calmed down and resisted looking at Qin Kun. What this kid said was so unpleasant!

He issued an expulsion order to Wu Xiong and others: "Please go out now, this place has been blocked."

Qin Kun shrugged. It was really unprofessional. This was not the first scene. It was blocked. It was far different from what was shown on TV.

However, when he followed the three people away, he pointed at the little policeman in white and said with praise: "See, this little policeman will be a big shot in 30 years!"

ah?

Wu Xiong, Chu Dao, and Jing Sansheng were a little confused. They were not sure what Qin Kun meant by this sentence. When did you switch to fortune telling?

The little policeman in white also heard it, but he turned a deaf ear to the words that he didn't know whether to praise or demean him.

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Qin Kun touched his chin. Qian Tieshan, the top leader of the city bureau, could actually show up. Qin Kun really doubted that the system would let him meet all the people he had come into contact with before he would give up...

Before walking out of the door, Qin Kun turned back to Qian Tieshan and said, "By the way, these dead people have offended the water ghosts and may come back to their souls once in a while. You'd better come out before 11 o'clock."

The little policeman in white glared at Qin Kun. He didn't believe it at all.

"Hmph! Ridiculous."

Seeing that Qian Tieshan was quite energetic when he was young, Qin Kun shrugged and said, "If you don't believe me, I'll throw you away. Just agree in advance that I won't be responsible for being scared to death if something goes wrong."

When Qian Tieshan saw Qin Kun leaving after speaking, he yelled, "Nonsense! Who is he? How dare you say that a water ghost is seeking his life with several corpses!"

The policeman next to him pondered for a while and said: "Qian Dui, there are not just a few, but 11 of them. This death is indeed quite evil."

As soon as Qin Kun and others left, the temperature in the temple suddenly dropped a few points for some reason. The policeman next to him continued: "It's 9:40 now. Let's leave before 11 o'clock."

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In Shidong Village, the villager's house closest to Tutu Temple, a group of villagers surrounded Wu Xiong and others into the house. The old village chief at the head asked with a bitter face: "How is it, Mr. Wu? What on earth brought Tiezhu and the others to the house?" Harmed?"

From the beginning, the old village chief didn't believe that this was done by someone. Who could kill the usually honest villagers? And he is still 11 young and strong.

Wu Xiong's mouth was dry and he glanced at Qin Kun inadvertently. Unknowingly, Wu Xiong regarded Qin Kun as his backbone.

Qin Kun was never afraid of situations like this. According to him, a group of Taoist priests from the Southern Sect were used to being aloof and did not know how to talk to mortals at all.

These people who had the ability and would not brag were overshadowed by the Three Mountains, Three Temples, and Three Temples in the following decades. One of them went to work abroad, another made a living in real estate, and the other joined the government. reason.

Qin Kun said: "Hello, Village Chief Shen, the problem this time is very difficult. You have messed with something dirty, which is very dangerous."

Qin Kun's alarmist talk shook the hearts of a group of villagers who had gathered in the house waiting for news. When they heard the word "danger", several widows of the deceased rolled their eyes and fainted.

Qin Kun smiled in his heart. This was the effect he wanted. Only if they were afraid would they cooperate with him seriously in the next thing.

The villagers' houses exploded instantly.

Jing Sansheng gritted his teeth and whispered: "He has never even seen the body, why are he talking nonsense..."

Chu Dao next to him also frowned and looked at Wu Xiong, while Wu Xiong stood beside him keeping a low profile, saying nothing and looking at Qin Kun quietly.

"What?! What should we do..." Some villagers immediately lost their minds.

"How dangerous is it? Will I die?" Some pessimistic villagers were frightened and were wondering whether to escape at night.

"Tie Zhu and the others must have messed with something unclean. They drowned! Have any of you ever heard that people who collect fungi in the mountains will drown?"

There were all kinds of reactions, but no one doubted Qin Kun's words. The cause of their death already showed that this matter was difficult enough!

The polite village party secretary was shocked. Seeing that everyone was panicking, he hurriedly calmed down: "Fellow villagers, we don't want chaos. We must believe in the country and the police comrades who are helping us..."

Before he finished speaking, there was no other discussion to drown him out. Everyone knew that the village party secretary had never been to the village, and that the villages around Baihu Town had been doing a lot of evil things since a long time ago.

"This...this Taoist master, do you have any solution?"

The old village chief looked even more bitter. He didn't expect the matter to be so serious. He wouldn't believe it if it were other people, but the Taoist priests on Qingzhu Mountain are all capable people. If they say there is danger, then there must be danger!

The old village chief noticed that Wu Daozhang was mainly focused on this decent young man, so he simply asked Qin Kun directly.

Qin Kun frowned, finished smoking quietly, and handed it to Jing Sansheng.

Jing Sansheng was also irritated. Faced with the next dilemma that he couldn't answer, he had no shame in staying here. Someone handed him a cigarette. Without thinking, he took it and took a puff. He was shocked to find that it was What Qin Kun smoked was the kind of cigarette butt that had the last puff left on it.

"This kid is bullying..." Jing Sansheng became furious and threw the cigarette butt to the ground, but Chu Dao grabbed him.

Qin Kun said melancholy: "Village Chief Shen, this evil spirit is called Water Monk. There is a way to solve it, but it is difficult."

Water...water monk? !

The villagers immediately remembered something: "My grandfather's grandfather's grandfather once heard from his ancestors that the earliest Yuehua Temple in Yuetan Mountain near Linjiang was the Monk Temple! In the late Ming Dynasty, village girls from the surrounding villages often disappeared. But one day I discovered that a monk abducted them at night, ruined them, and then buried their bodies in the White Lake!"

Another person immediately answered: "I heard it too!! It was said that everyone finally found out and wanted to arrest the monk, but the monk escaped. Then the villagers united and went to Yuehua Temple to seek justice. The temple kept saying that disciples should be careful. The rules were strictly enforced, and no one broke them. In the end, the villagers were so angry that they smashed the temple, captured the monk, and buried his body in revenge!"

“I didn’t expect it would be him this time??”

Wu Xiong's whole person is now dull.

I've used all six psychic notes and haven't found out a single bit of information. Why do you know who did it just by making it up? And all these villagers believed it! This...what the hell is going on! !

Jing Sansheng swallowed the curse words he wanted to say and trembled all over: "Old Master Chu, did the person named Qin make up these words?"

Chu Dao was no longer in the mood to correct Jing Sansheng for calling him Lao Xian, and swallowed: "Yeah... right..."

Chu Dao remembered that after entering the Earth Temple, Qin Kun didn't even get close to the corpses. Why was the villagers' credibility so high after he opened his eyes and made up his lies?

Qin Kun now has no time to care about what other people think.

He ordered the village chief: "Kill three roosters for me, bring the chicken blood, and prepare two stacks of yellow paper, three handfuls of long-lasting incense, a plate of crispy chicken, a pot of wine, and a cage of steamed buns. There are also 10 yuan for worshiping God.”

ah?

Wanting so many things at once, the old village chief thought, this is worth a lot of money. On weekdays, the Taoist priests from Qingzhu Mountain help, and at most they only provide meals... He actually wants 10 yuan for worshiping the gods? !

He grimaced and wanted to discuss it: "Master Taoist, we are not ready for so many things. Is it okay if I go around the village first and ask?"

Qin Kun smiled slightly and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter. If you don't prepare before midnight, that is, before 11 o'clock, there is no need to prepare. I will take the first step then. Whose turn will it be next for the water ghost to seek life? Whoever washes their necks can wait for themselves."

Qin Kun said: "The fee for worshiping gods is a bit too much for any person, but there are more than 200 households in your village. Each household pays 5 cents. Is it a lot?? That's money to buy your life! You beg for your life from the gods. !”

Qin Kun said it with righteous words.

The old village chief was shocked. He realized the seriousness of the matter and immediately changed his serious expression: "Anyone who has a rooster incense candle and yellow paper should register it with the branch secretary. Anyone who dares to hide it will do it in the future." I won’t give you any work points!! In addition, anyone who has made a contribution will have their work points doubled for the first 10 days of next month!”

Instantly, the villagers became excited.

Looking at this scene, Wu Xiong and the others were speechless. This little friend Qin looked more and more like a charlatan... How could their Nanzong travel around the world and ask for money directly? !

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Before midnight, Qin Kun ate crispy chicken, his mouth was full of oil. The villagers had already retreated under his order. This house was the closest to the Earth Temple. Qin Kun ate two steamed buns with a thick bag in his pocket. The money I paid was 10 cents and 20 cents, and I felt comfortable all over.

On the bed, Jing Sansheng was nestled under the quilt, while Qin Kun was eating happily, and said disdainfully: "Little Qin, I didn't expect that you are very capable of deceiving and abducting! In the name of catching ghosts, you defraud the villagers of their food and money, pigs The oil has clouded my heart!"

"Kid?" Qin Kun wiped his mouth, "Jing Laohu, if you hadn't smashed my table this afternoon and left me hungry, how could I have come here to cheat on food and drink? In addition, I always charge a fair price, 10 yuan To catch a ghost, they gave me money, but they didn’t owe me karma.”

Qin Kun left Jing Sansheng speechless for a moment, muttering in a low voice, 'The cause and effect of farts is greed for money'.

Qin Kun drank a few glasses of wine, and the spicy aroma of the wine spread in his mouth. Qin Kun clicked his tongue and lit a cigarette: "We are all on the road of life and death. We all learn from each other. Maybe you will be better than others in 30 years." I still have money."

Now among the three of them, no one believes Qin Kun's nonsense.

Wu Xiong said: "Little friend Qin, can you tell me now how you can tell that it is a water ghost that hurts people, and how you can directly tell that it is a monk?"

Chu Dao next to him was also curious. Jing Sansheng curled his lips, but also listened attentively.

Qin Kun burped and looked a little drunk: "Hey, do you understand the clairvoyance? You don't understand the ability of the clairvoyance."

Qin Kun just talked about the tasks issued by the system in the afternoon. Who knew the villagers could still pick up the conversation? How do you want me to explain this?

After Yang Shen died, all your karma fire seals were gone. Suddenly, a me who can take on the task appeared. You must not kill me to study it?

I won’t say anything about the host.

"Celestial clairvoyance? Impossible! The Southern Sect and the Northern Sect, the Zhu Sect, have practiced to an advanced level and can barely possess the ability of celestial clairvoyance. The other sects are mostly Yin-Yang clairvoyance. Where did you learn it?"

Wu Xiong and the others were curious and were about to continue asking questions when suddenly the wooden door was pushed open and two policemen in white ran in. Looking at them, they looked like they had taken a bath in the water and were sweating profusely.

As soon as the two entered the room and saw several Taoist priests, they were inexplicably relieved, and then they grabbed the wine bottle on the table.

"What are you doing! Don't touch my wine after touching the body's hand!"

The two of them ignored Qin Kun's words, and each of them was silent for a moment, then sat on the stool in shock, looking at Qin Kun quietly.

"Why are you looking at me? You've all drank all the wine. If you want to drink, the village chief has to go!" Qin Kun was confused.

After a while, Qian Tieshan whispered: "Just now a corpse... spoke."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the room seemed to condense and there was silence.

Only Qin Kun said in a low voice as if nothing was wrong: "It is normal for people who die in vain to return to their souls. It is rare and strange."

Regarding the experience of seeing dead bodies, Qin Kun felt that even thirty years later, Wu Xiong, Jing Sansheng, and Chu Dao combined would not have seen as many corpses as himself. I have been working in a funeral parlor for two years and I have seen all kinds of strange things. What's so surprising about this?

This is the land of Yin, with mountains and rivers at its back. The Yin Qi is exactly the same as that of a funeral parlor. On the day after death, the soul will return at midnight. Although the probability is small, it is not impossible. However, at most, it is just a wandering soul wearing a body and returning to the light, not a living zombie.

When he was working in the corpse-stitching room in the middle of the night, some corpses suddenly opened their eyes and looked at him for a while before closing their eyes.

Qin Kun was indifferent, but that didn't mean that others didn't care.

Wu Xiong whispered: "Comrade policeman, what did the corpse say?"

Qian Tieshan wiped away his cold sweat and tried to remain calm: "Bottom of the lake."

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