Ghost Shelter System

2 o'clock in the morning, two hours' drive.

The hearse crossed the Yellow River.

This is an ancient city, with ancient charm and rich history.

Chang'an.

Chang'an, a place of long-term peace and stability, Chang'an, the holy land of the Han and Tang Dynasties.

It is also the last stop of this trip.

At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Liang passed by Zifang, with Weihan on the left in Guanzhong and Longshu on the right. The fertile fields were thousands of miles away, with the Rao of Bashu in the south and the benefit of Huyuan in the north. He blocked three sides and defended them, and controlled the princes with only one side to the east.

Chang'an, located in the Guanzhong Plain since ancient times, has been a treasure land for competing for deer in the world.

At the same time, underground in Guanzhong, the emperor's tomb is like a star. Compared with Mangshan in Luoyang, there is no concession.

After getting out of the car, Ge Zhan returned to his paralyzed expression. He looked at the dense black clouds above his head: "There is... a big ghost."

Qin Kun also smiled bitterly. It was his first time to come to the north. Compared with Sangyu City, this ancient imperial city clearly had a big ghost. When he came, he checked and found that there were all tombs around Chang'an, including the tomb of the emperor Cheng Long, the Tang Tomb, and the Han Dynasty. The mausoleum, in addition, there is a giant dragon buried nearby.

The Emperor Yingzheng of that year.

In the southwest of the city, there is the Louguantai where the Taoist ancestor Laozi attained Taoism, and the Incense Temple where the great judge Zhong Kui lived.

Due south, the most blessed place in the world, Taiyi Zhongnan Mountain.

Northeast, Terracotta Warriors and Horses of the Qin Dynasty.

There are all kinds of mausoleums and monuments, and countless scenic spots. It is a treasure place for visiting ancient times.

However, in front of Qin Kun, black energy gradually condensed, and the next moment, Qin Kun and Ge Zhan were pulled into the mirage world.

The hotel they stayed at was at the base of the city wall.

The mirage that appeared was also at the base of the city wall.

Then, when he looked up, there were densely packed soldiers standing on the entire city wall, like wild wolves, staring at the two of them.

"Whoever dares to come to my Chang'an to run wild, please tell me your name!"

Countless armored soldiers were sitting on the wall, looking like stragglers, but they looked impressive.

Fierce ghosts, all ferocious ghosts!

Qin Kun's ghost messenger, that night at the Ping'an Hotel in Sangyu City, Niu Meng was seriously injured and skinned. The two evil ghosts who were able to take action were the Wedding Clothes Ghost and Xu Tao.

The opponent's formation is obviously not the same.

Ge Zhan in the mirage finally returned to normal. He pointed at the wall and said: "Over there is the Qin army, over there is the Iron Armor of the Western Han Dynasty, and here is the Xuanjia of the Tang Dynasty. Qin Kun, can we fight?"

"Why not?!"

It’s just a ghost, so what if there are hundreds or thousands?

"Then go ahead and fight. Back then, Yang Shen, Zuo Crazy and I came here and almost got killed..."

Eh?

No...Uncle Ge...this is not your character!

Qin Kun was dumbfounded when he saw that Ge Zhan had raised his hands towards the top of the city: "I passed by here, so I stopped breathing and disturbed everyone's rest."

The ghosts guarding the city noticed that the auras of Ge Zhan and Qin Kun were extremely strong. When they saw that the other side had surrendered, they snorted coldly and did not dare to ridicule them too much.

"Uncle Ge...no...it's embarrassing for us if you do this...they're just a bunch of evil ghosts." Qin Kun was really speechless. Why did Ge Zhan sometimes give in?

Ge Zhan whispered: "Guards don't call Cangzhou, ghosts don't catch Changluo... These are the rules of each industry. Most people can't catch ghosts in Chang'an and Luoyang. The ancestral home of Taoism is here, why are you just joining in the fun?" "

Seeing that Qin Kun was a little angry, Ge Zhan whispered: "Do you know how many big ghosts there are in the entire Guanzhong?"

Qin Kun shrank his neck: "How much?"

Ge Zhan stretched out ten fingers.

"Ten?"

"One hundred thousand!"

"I don't study well, don't lie to me..."

Big ghosts refer to evil ghosts and above. Qin Kun would not believe it even to death. How could there be one hundred thousand here? Isn’t this a ghost den? How big of a ghost is Longhuai Ghost Town in Linjiang City? It’s a hundred times different! Are the people here still struggling?

"Why am I lying to you? There are rules here. The rules of the world of life and death outside do not apply to Chang'an and Luoyang. Chang'an is a Taoist court, and Luoyang is a Buddhist court. They have been autonomous in the world of life and death since ancient times."

Qin Kun thought about it, and it was right. The Taoist court was here. If there were still ghosts harming people, it would be really difficult.

It seems that the last stop is safer than Sanyu City.

After settling into the hotel, Qin Kun opened his eyes. Under the city wall at night, there were all night watch ghosts. Who would have thought that fierce ghosts could also protect one side?

The next day, the subway.

For today's trip, they need to rush to the Chengnan Car Rental Company.

In the subway, Tu Xuanxuan stuck out her tongue and said, "I heard from the Chang'an subway that excavation is difficult. The subway lines are all filled with tombs from various dynasties. Director Qin, we can't cross, right?"

Bailong Temple and his party seem to be scared because they have messed up the timeline and the causal line.

Qin Kun looked outside the subway. There were many ghosts, and they formed groups to inhale the yang energy. As soon as the train passed, a group of ghosts took a deep breath. Everyone was sucked in a little bit, which did not affect their spirits, but filled their stomachs.

He held his forehead. What the hell kind of city is this? Are the ghosts here like this on a daily basis?

In the south of the city, a group of people rented a commercial bus, with Yuan Xinghan sitting in the driver's seat, heading towards their destination.

Tower viewing platform.

The plains are high and the mountains are vast, and the immortal atmosphere is vast. There are five archways with two big characters hanging on them - "Immortal Capital".

Under the archway, there is a lifelike statue of Lao Tzu riding an ox. The green ox riding on the clouds listens to the scriptures and carries the saint, showing the imposing manner of a Taoist old ox.

During the free time, several people pushed Ge Zhan and started taking pictures. No matter how weird they dressed him up, Ge Zhan would not be angry. The old man smiled and took photos with his seniors, completely losing his previous face. The fierce appearance of a ghost.

This is good, Qin Kun sighed beside him.

Under the Xiandu archway, lighting a cigarette, Qin Kun also felt like becoming an immortal. Under the shade of the trees, Niu Meng suddenly appeared, and the bull's eyes looked at the statue of Lao Tzu riding a bull with envy.

"Brother Kun, when did you become so powerful..."

Qin Kun's cigarette butt almost burned his hand.

"Niu Meng, aren't you seriously injured?"

Niu Meng said: "I feel that the spiritual energy here is helpful for recovery."

Qin Kun could not argue.

Just introduced the scenic spot, this is one of the 72 blessed places of Taoism! Could you please use some fairy rain?

"By the way, Brother Kun, the 'Jingtai' is a good place. It hides something."

Qin Kun frowned suspiciously, and found a treasured land on a high hillside on the mountainside. He heard that I personally built the Sutra back then. Spiritual beasts from thousands of miles around gathered together, and auspiciousness emerged one after another. It didn't disappear for three days, and everyone thought miracle.

Judging from Niu Meng's tone, has he been here before?

"What have you seen?" Qin Kun wondered and walked towards the sutra platform.

"No, I listened to my ancestors." Niu Meng shook his head and said in a dull voice: "The two ancestors of Niu, after they achieved great fortune, both came to our place to lecture on scriptures. They also visited some treasured places in the world."

"Wait a minute...where did these two Niu Ancestors come from?"

"There is also a scholar who has carried a saint on his back, which is amazing!"

Reading bull?

Qin Kun was shocked, he understood.

After walking a long way, I finally arrived at the sutra platform. As soon as I entered the door, a reminder came to my mind.

'Ding! Congratulations to the host for entering the blessed land, level! ’

Qin Kun was now level 36. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly felt that he should go to burn incense?

I just walked in the door...the surprise came too suddenly.

Lighting incense to pay homage to his ancestors, Qin Kun didn't encounter any strange things other than being upgraded, and he didn't find anything awesome in the sutra platform.

Afternoon, Zhongkui Temple.

Qin Kun stood in front of the statue of Zhong Kui, and a timeless sigh sounded from the main hall.

"You're here again."

All the tourists in the hall heard this empty sound.

The voice covered up the noise and was desolate, and the lanterns on Qin Kun's shoulders were as bright as the blazing sun.

In a daze, Qin Kun saw the statue coming down, stretched out his finger, and pointed at Qin Kun's forehead and heart.

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