Ghost Shelter System

Linjiang City, July.

The river breeze in summer brought humidity all over the city. Two hours after the sun set, the whole city felt a little damp and cold again.

Linjiang City Funeral Home in the western suburbs. At 10:30 in the evening, Qin Kun sewed up the last body and pushed it into the morgue.

It's finally over.

Half a month has passed since I returned from the Xishan Experimental Base. Qin Kun returned to his normal life. Qin Kun took off his gloves and turned on his phone, looking through the chat messages in the group.

These messages include photos of overseas travels, sexy scenes surrounded by golden girls, and the feasting and feasting of casinos and nightclubs. Qin Kun feels envious and jealous in his heart.

This is the 'drinking friends group' established by Nie Huzi. For some reason, it has now become a niche chat group for the rookies who participated in the Nanzong Taoist Association this time. Some people like some photos of their lives of drunkenness and wealth to corrode everyone's Taoist heart, such as the green-skinned Hu Li Chong.

Of course, there are also some older seniors here, such as Ge Zhan.

Uncle Ge had a very difficult time speaking after his stroke, but since he learned stroke input, he chats very frequently. The nearly 100-year-old old dragon likes to be with his juniors the most. But one time, Nie Huzi was kicked out of the group after he drank too much. Later, he joined again and stopped talking much.

In the office, Han Yao rubbed his neck: "Brother Kun, are you done?"

The only ones who could stay at the funeral home near midnight were Tuwa and Uncle Qu in the unit.

Han Yao, the eldest disciple of the Sacrifice family, now almost lives in the work unit. Qin Kun saw that the interface of the game was still on the computer screen of this guy, and asked curiously: "Tuwa, why do you play this game every day? How many levels is it?”

Han Yao has a round face and speaks in a rustic manner, but when he mentions the game, he has a different look: "Brother Kun, are you a rustic or not? This game is not upgraded."

Well……

Qin Kun accepted Han Yao's contempt with embarrassment.

Okay... I admit that I am not familiar with this aspect, okay...

In the office, Qin Kun poured a glass of water, suddenly took a sniff, and wondered: Why does it smell like burnt food?

The wind in Linjiang City was very strong, and the office was gusty. Qin Kun looked carefully and saw that there was a computer open in the corner! Moreover, a brazier was lit under the computer, and a charred corpse sat in front of the computer with his feet in the brazier.

Sacrifice to the furnace ghost?

Damn... isn't this Han Yao's fault?

Qin Kun walked over and found that Niu Meng and Peeling were also around.

"What are you doing?"

The three ghosts were concentrating on each other. Qin Kun glanced at them secretly and now they were watching the Furnace Sacrifice Ghost playing a game.

"Brother Kun, are you going back? After watching this."

The skinned ghost was concentrating, and Niu Meng was breathless. The two ghosts looked at the operation of the furnace ghost and said in unison: "Beautiful! Kill him! Kill him quickly! Don't let the other one escape!"

On the screen was the game played by Han Yao. The Furnace Ghost killed three people one after another, and his operation was extremely sharp. Qin Kun felt that Niu Meng and Peeling were just like his fans.

This game is called Dota. Han Yao said that it is a 5-player game. There are clearly levels in the game. He doesn’t know why Han Yao said that this is not an upgrade game.

Qin Kun looked bored and went back to ask Han Yao: "You guys have a good time, why don't you sit together?"

Han Yao wrinkled his nose and replied, "His brazier is too choking."

Qin Kun: "..."

After the game ended, Han Yao clicked on the ladder match again.

Qin Kun finished his tea and saw that it was getting late, so he stood up and said goodbye: "Then you take your time and play, I'm going home."

Qin Kun collected the beef and skinned it, and now it was time to go back for a midnight snack and sleep.

Qin Kun was about to walk out when Han Yao remembered something and said, "By the way, Brother Kun, Junior Brother Cui gave me something for you to see."

Han Yao opened his phone and showed Qin Kun a picture.

The picture is of Cui Honghu.

The person inside was not him, but a photo of Mo Wuji and a corpse in Fengdu Temple.

The corpse was cut open from the navel to the top, and strange ghost lines were cut out. The corpse looked forward with dull eyes, a horrified expression, and all the internal organs in the chest were gone.

The method was extremely cruel and the cuts were neat. It didn't look like a murder, but more like some evil ritual.

Next to the corpse were two children's heads, one male and one female. They looked very similar. They were a twin of a boy and a girl. It's a pity that now, I am in a different place.

A living sacrifice!

Qin Kun's heart beat violently.

The tragedy at the Neptune Club was a nightmare in his mind. The row of children nailed to the wall would frighten Qin Kun awake every time he had nightmares.

It’s not that I’m afraid of those dead bodies, I’m afraid that this kind of horrible thing will happen again!

"Where is this?"

"Linsheng. The seventh one. It was done by someone or by ghosts. The deceased are all twins and their parents."

"Living sacrifice?"

"yes."

"What are they offering sacrifices to?"

"I don't know..."

Some shamans and wizards in China like living sacrifices. They believe that the blood of newly deceased advanced creatures has powerful power hidden in them. However, the crackdowns on these cults in the past dynasties have made them afraid to sacrifice human beings. Most of them were replaced by monkeys.

But it does not rule out that some people follow the ancient method.

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A living sacrifice...

At night, Qin Kun was riding his bicycle on the road. He couldn't understand why those lunatics liked to sacrifice people, but his hatred for this behavior deepened again.

We have seen a lot of dead people, and no one likes to see a person alive more than Qin Kun.

Qianmo Renjia Community is Qin Kun's new home. There are not many residents in the community, and many homes are still being renovated.

After putting away the bicycle, Qin Kun saw a kid from the Qing Dynasty with pigtails playing in the sand.

The kid's teeth were charred black, and his pale face showed blue and black blood vessels that looked like cobwebs. He was probably poisoned to death.

"Brother Sixteen, did you run out to play again?"

The kid, who looked about five or six years old, looked horrified when he saw Qin Kun and burrowed into the sand.

Qin Kun grabbed his braid and said, "Don't leave, I won't eat you."

Qin Kun only met this kid a few days ago.

I heard from the kid that his home is under the community.

Qin Kun knew that a Qing Dynasty princess tomb was found underneath the community, but he never expected that this community seemed to be built on the tombs of Manchu nobles.

This discovery made Qin Kun very speechless, and besides this kid, he also saw several guard ghosts in the elevator who wanted to assassinate him, saying that he was rude to their master.

Once again, the kid got scared when he saw Qin Kun killing six of his guards. He knew that this person was not easy to mess with.

"S-Master...it's too stuffy down there. I'll come out at night to get some air..."

Breathable?

Qin Kun saw a resident who was horrified to find himself squatting in front of a pile of sand talking to a child dressed in extremely weird clothes, and left in a hurry.

Qin Kun said: "Breathe it out, you have to hide your death signs, right?"

"I'm not good enough..."

The kid lowered his head in grievance, and Qin Kun pinched his nose. The kid couldn't hide his dead look. He smelled like rotten eggs, unpleasant and pungent.

"Okay, get out of here." This kid looked pitiful, and Qin Kun was not a ruthless person, so he let him go easily.

The kid shrank his head and hurriedly got into the ground.

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