Ghost Shelter System

At 10:30 in the evening, east of Yuetan Mountain in the northern suburbs, deep in a rocky mountain.

The trees are lush and the bluestones are bricks.

Not far from the upper reaches of the river, there is a Taoist temple.

Half of the foundation is located in the river, and the other side relies on the stone wall. The Taoist temple is hidden in the mist, with an air of immortality.

Qin Kun came as promised. Wang Qian came with him, and Chu Qianxun was leading the way.

"The Taoist temple outside was built by my grandfather and uncle in recent years. Inside is the Seven Star Palace, which was formerly called the Seven Star Temple. It was the place where Master Hong built his Qing Dynasty."

The master of Chu Dao was Hong Yi, a mountain Taoist priest during the Republic of China. He was a contemporary of Yang Shen, the accomplice of the previous generation Tengo, and died at the hands of Zuo Jinchen, the head of the Ban family.

The three of them walked all the way to the entrance of the Seven Star Palace, which was a stone arch bridge. There was a stone tablet at the end of the bridge. It was some years old and there were two lines of words written on the stone tablet:

‘The butter candle illuminates Naihe Bridge’

‘One light and one soul disappear’

This is very similar to what Qin Kun saw in his old house in Kuishan: "The inner dragon emerges from the ground fire" and "Unintentionally becomes the accomplice of the tiger". It is like a couplet, but not very neat.

"Master, he is here."

In the Seven Stars Palace, a middle-aged Taoist priest woke up Chu Dao, who had closed his eyes. Chu Dao opened his eyes and saw Qin Kun with sadness in his eyes.

"Little friend Qin, we meet again."

Chu Dao was as elegant as ever, just like the last time they met at the Nanzong Taoist Association. He said nothing and just looked at Qin Kun, his eyes seemed to have the kindness of meeting an old friend.

Qin Kun looked around the room and saw not only the Chu Dao and Qixing Palace disciples, but also Jing Sansheng, his disciples Nie Huzi and Taohuayan, as well as Fu Zongzu Yu Yuexian Yu Black Face, and a dignified disciple Lu who was not wearing a Taoist robe. shock.

The Southern Sect is all here!

Jing Sansheng sat next to Chu Dao with a straight face. Although he was a guest, his burly figure still stood out among the three seats.

"Qin Heigou! You don't even come over to greet me when you see me!"

Qin Kun saw an empty seat next to the three seats. He sat down straight and curled his lips: "Don't rely on me to show off my old age. After I left, Xia Li gave it to you. How dare you let me pay you a gift?"

Charlie?

Except for the three seats, everyone else looked startled.

This...what does this mean?

Wang Qian saw Jing Sansheng's strange expression and his calves trembling a little. What was Qin Kun doing? How dare you offend a senior like Jing Laohu who gets violent whenever he disagrees?

He wanted to stay away from Qin Kun to avoid being affected, but his master didn't let him get too close to the Fu Sect people. Wang Gan could only stand awkwardly behind Qin Kun and silently put the diamond talisman on Qin Kun: I can There is only so much to help you...

Chu Qianxun also clearly felt that Jing Sansheng was a little angry. He took out an oil lamp and held it behind his back. Grandpa would not dare to offend a senior like Jing Laohu. Qin Kun was too dissatisfied with his longevity...

A group of people felt the solemn atmosphere. Qin Kun took a sip of tea as if nothing happened: "Yinchuan Yujian'er, not bad, not bad."

This tea comes from his hometown, Yinchuan County. I didn't expect these old men to be so good at it.

Jing Laohu's aura suddenly disappeared, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Have you remembered?"

Qin Kun smiled: "Just remember, you still owe me 1500 yuan."

"Fart! I'll pay it back!!!" Jing Sansheng was furious, "If you don't believe me, ask Laoxian Chu!"

After saying the words, Jing Sansheng was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had lost his composure. Then he saw the smile on Qin Kun's face and said, "Are you teasing me?!"

After that, he grabbed the fruit in front of him and threw it over.

It felt like the fruit could be thrown out of a cannonball. Wang Qian behind him was startled: "Qin Kun, hide quickly!"

Snapped--

Qin Kun held the fruit tightly in his hand and placed it in front of him. Then, the pulp inside the poor fruit turned into paste and collapsed softly.

The peel was not broken, but the flesh inside had been completely shattered. Nie Huzi and Taohuayan were shocked. Although the master threw an apple, they did not expect Qin Kun to catch it.

"Okay, you are so old, but you still like to vent your anger." Qin Kun seemed to be teaching Jing Sansheng a lesson.

Jing Sansheng, who is more than 60 years old this year, heard Qin Kun's voice: "I get angry when I see you!" He took a bite of the apple and turned his head away.

No one here knew the relationship between Jing Sansheng and Qin Kun, so why did they feel like they were old acquaintances?

During the Nanzong Taoist meeting last year, the two of them had never talked so much.

Chu Dao chuckled: "Little friend Qin, since you remembered something, it's the best. I called you here this time because I want to talk about what happened last night."

"You tell me, and I will listen. If you have any orders, I will do them according to my ability."

"According to one's ability?"

Chu Dao smiled bitterly and said: "You have the deepest relationship with Nanzong. There is no need to regard yourself as an outsider, right? We are all old. Nanzong is now out of business, and there are very few outstanding disciples. Don't you pick a few? ?”

As the oldest and highest-status disciple among the disciples present, Nie Yuxuan asked curiously: "Uncle Chu, what do you mean by this? Can a three-legged cat like Qin Heigou accept a disciple?"

"You're not drinking, why do you talk so much?" Jing Sansheng glared at Nie Huzi, who was so frightened that he quickly shut his mouth.

Qin Kun said: "Speaking of Chu Laoxian, I know what you mean, but times have changed, and now we can't only eat the ghost hunter's job. Take a look!"

Qin Kun pulled up Wang Gan's clothes, revealing his round belly. On his belly was a tattoo of an urn with a talisman on it.

"Qin Kun, what are you doing!" Wang Gan blushed and hurriedly pulled off his clothes, "Are you going to give in to others?"

Qin Kun said: "Look, Wu Banxian's disciples are all filming now. It's useless to give him this tattoo. In the past, the ghost hunter profession was just for making a living. Who is still working hard to survive with these ghosts now?" .”

Chu Dao smiled bitterly: "You can't ignore the rules passed down by our ancestors, right?"

"Take care of it! I definitely will, but now the three mountains, the three temples, and the three temples are all in trouble. One ritual 12, three big incense sticks 9. I remember that the rule since ancient times is to spend money to eliminate disasters, and no one is willing to serve for free. Yes. This fat man has his master Wu Xiong. In terms of ability, who among you can compare with him? But take a look, this fat man’s clothes are all from street stalls. He only bought new ones recently when he received his salary. When you were poor, Have you forgotten how you survived?"

Chu Dao was silent: "But in recent years, the things in Wuwei Mountain can no longer be suppressed. Moreover, those exorcists from abroad who are eyeing the evil spirits have repeatedly provoked them."

Qin Kun peeled off the peanuts in the fruit plate, chewed and said: "I'm not familiar with the things in Wuwei Mountain, and I don't want to care about them. I probably can't care about them. But the group of exorcists abroad are the focus. I don't know either. Why do exorcists always want to come here to cause trouble, but these people deserve to be beaten."

Chu Dao nodded and said: "Last night, Su Lin's nephew was seriously injured. There was another incident that was not reported. 22 civilians died. They were all students. The news was suppressed and it was said that it was a school bus accident."

Qin Kun's hand peeling the peanuts stopped in the air.

"Su Lin was in school at that time?" Qin Kun lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Chu Dao looked at Nie Yuxuan, and Nie Yuxuan replied: "Linjiang University. Junior sister and junior brother Li are investigating a haunting case."

Qin Kun peeled the peanuts carefully, crushed the red robe, and played with the smooth peanut kernels: "How did you meet those foreigners?"

Nie Husband's expression was obviously not good either. His eyes were red and he took a sip of wine: "They seem to be looking for some evil spirits. I don't know what they are going to do."

Evil ghost?

Wang Qian thought about it carefully and whispered in Qin Kun's ear: "After I finished filming the day before yesterday, Fei Lei Zheng seemed to have been kidnapped by that group of people. They were a group of people wearing black robes and wearing inverted five-pointed stars. .”

Jing Sansheng sat there and said in a deep voice: "Qin Heigou, there is a saying in the road of life and death, cause and effect pays, and retribution is not good! If I were your age, would you dare to lead someone to destroy their lair? Do you believe it?"

Qin Kun threw the peanut kernels into his mouth and chewed them.

"I believe it." Qin Kun patted the debris on his hands and looked at the crowd in front of him, "Is there anything I can do?"

Yu Blackface, who had been silent, took out a piece of paper.

Wang Qian was startled when he saw it: "Jian Junyan?"

"What is this?" Qin Kun asked in confusion.

Wang Qian took the piece of paper: "To put it simply, it is a letter written by the ghosts in the underworld to the underworld."

There were four words clearly written on that piece of paper: The ghost market is in trouble.

"Okay, I'm going to the ghost market."

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