Ghost Shelter System

The corridor is very long, with doors on both sides. Some doors seem to have people locked inside, and screams are constantly coming from the doors.

On these doors, there are Bagua talisman arrays and eight talisman papers. From time to time, they will be pushed up by an invisible aura, as if something inside the door is about to rush out.

Qin Kun's heavenly eye seemed to be blocked by the talisman formation and he couldn't see through it, but he could feel that the thing inside was not clean.

"How far is the morgue?"

"We'll be there soon, Lu Tou is over there."

"After the corpses were carried back in the morning, everything was fine, right?"

Xiao Wei said: "No, Mr. Qin, I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, those corpses have all been stabbed with soul-sealing needles."

Are you okay?

That would be perfect

Qin Kun and others have been walking for 5 minutes. There are many side roads here, like an underground prison. Some of the talisman papers on the doors have been damaged and turned white. There are new talisman papers on them. The sound gets louder.

Qin Kun couldn't help but ask: "Xiaowei, what is locked in here?"

"Mr. Qin, you should know." Wei Wei looked at him carelessly, and his words seemed to confirm Qin Kun's guess.

Qin Kun was even more curious.

"If they are dirty things, why not destroy them?"

"Destroy?" Wei Wei smiled bitterly, "Mr. Qin, we are not as capable as you. We can play with guns and knives, but how can we extinguish these unspeakable things? It's useless to set fire to them with guns. "

Qin Kun still wanted to ask, so Li Chong lit a cigarette and said: "There are all big ghosts here. The weakest ones are evil ghosts, and there are even ghost generals. Have you never heard that evil ghosts are immortal? Let alone ghost generals. To kill them, you have to wait until they are ready to fight you to the death, or you can kill them instantly."

Qin Kun didn't understand, so Li Chong said: "I know what you want to ask. I heard Jing Sansheng said that Yang Shen left something to the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation so that they could suppress and detain those evil spirits with deep moral conduct. So they can catch Those filthy things live here, but we can’t kill them, so we can only keep them here.”

Yang Shen

It's Yang Shen again.

Ever since he learned about the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation, Qin Kun sometimes confused the concepts of temples and rivers and lakes. Apparently, this was also the purpose of Yang Shen's establishment of the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation.

Is it just okay?

The rivers and lakes have their own rules, and the temples have their own rules. Just like the bright moon and stars, no one can tell whether it is the bright moon that makes people intoxicated, or the stars that make people relaxed and happy. Whenever the night sky clears, the bright moon and stars reflect each other. Or are they trying to steal each other's spotlight?

Qin Kun couldn't judge.

The short-haired woman who had not spoken since the beginning was startled: "You also know the old boss?"

Li Chong sneered: "What do you call us? Yang Shen is a senior who belongs to the path of life and death. Don't we know?"

"Impossible!" said the short-haired woman, "That was during the Republic of China when veterans were awarded medals."

"Little girl, have you heard too many stories? Yang Shen is a soldier? I will kill the bastard who spreads rumors!"

Even though Li Chong didn't like Douzong, he was still proud of his identity as a Taoist priest and couldn't accept the idea that the previous generation's Tengu companion was a soldier.

"Little ruffian, no smoking allowed here."

"Who made the rules? A millionaire? Let him come to me and see if he dares to pinch my cigarette?"

"Mr. Yang made the reservation."

"grass."

Li Chong choked on the cigarette and felt extremely resentful, but he still put out the cigarette.

Wei Wei had gone out with Wan Lang several times, and he had naturally met Li Chong. Wan Lang also mentioned that his junior brother, although not proficient in Taoism, was the best among the three in physical skills.

He was afraid that Li Chong would hold a grudge, so he changed the topic: "Mr. Qin, Mr. Yang was the seat of the Bureau back then."

Qin Kun interrupted: "Why do you call him the bureau chief? It's a weird title."

Wei Wei smiled bitterly: "He requested it himself. After that, every generation of leaders will be called bureau chiefs. Some people have said that they want to be independent from the confidential departments and want to be recognized by the superiors. Who knows?"

"Sorry, please continue"

"In those days, the old bureau chief personally presided over the construction of three places, one of which was here. It was later converted into an air-raid shelter and was abandoned. It was recently renovated and restored. The other one is in Yangcheng, and the third one is now Yan The Jingling Investigation Bureau. One of the rules set by Mr. Yang back then is called the 'karma account'. You have helped us a lot today, and I will help you apply for a reward."

"Haha, that would be troublesome."

While talking, the morgue arrived unknowingly.

It is definitely different from the morgue Qin Kun imagined.

The morgue of Linjiang City Funeral Home is also completely different from that of Qinkun Unit.

The first impression of the morgue here is that it is huge!

The 3-meter-high gate is half a meter thick and covered with green rust, like an underground gate that has been sealed for a long time. As soon as the door opens, a basketball court-like morgue comes into view.

Nearly half of the corpses were parked in hundreds of morgues. The corpses were covered with white cloths. There was no air conditioning here, and the natural temperature was already below zero.

In addition to the morgue, there were more than a dozen uniformed and white-coated staff inside, inspecting various corpses.

This room can already be described as a warehouse. The top is not a ceiling, but a natural cave stone roof. There is no lighting equipment. There are several giant butter candles inserted around it, and the light is evenly dispersed through the golden reflective yellow paper. to every bed.

There is a very familiar smell in the air.

Corpse odor.

The sub-zero corpse odor actually doesn't have a strong smell. It actually smells very light, but that light odor has a naturally disgusting smell.

As soon as she entered the door, the short-haired woman covered her mouth.

She put on a mask and covered her nostrils, but she was still no match for the smell. Her stomach cramped and she started to retching.

Xiao Wei pinched his nose and said with a bitter face: "Mr. Qin, please pay attention. Although the smell is not strong, it is very nauseating. I don't know why I have been with Lu Tou several times and it is stronger now."

Qin Kun noticed that Li Chong was silent. He turned around and saw that he was already vomiting.

Qin Kun shook his head helplessly.

In the morgue, a Taoist priest wearing straw sandals looked at the door and found that Xiao Wei and Xiao An were coming, and they brought two people with them.

"Brother Qin, fellow Taoist Li, I am a humble Taoist."

Master Lu clasped his hands together, with his knuckles raised, making a ghost-headed posture. It was a standard etiquette of the Tao of Life and Death. Perhaps because his sect was not well-known, he did not report the incision.

After the ceremony, he found Qin Kun wearing a hospital gown and carrying an infusion stand with a hanging bottle hanging on it. This look was really rare.

"I wonder what you two are doing here?"

Qin Kun nodded and asked, "Taoist Master Lu, is the bald body inside?"

Bald Kragg was the only black soul apostle in Qin Kun who was not tortured to death. The life-cutting awl penetrated into the brain from the lower jaw. Before, Qin Kun's arms had been tightly grasped by him.

Qin Kun felt that the anti-blood curse was cast at this time.

If what the Golden King said was true, and if one of the people he killed really survived, that person could only be Krag.

Director Lu was stunned: "Yes."

Taoist priest Lu didn't understand why Qin Kun went to all the trouble to come here just for a corpse.

He took the record book and took Qin Kun to a morgue: "Bed No. 026, this is it."

The body was covered with a white cloth, with blood flowing out of it. Talisman paper was attached to the outside of the white cloth, and there were several sharp protrusions, which must have been needles.

"Qin Kun, I know you have a way. Come up with something quickly, or you'll have to vomit again."

Li Chong followed Qin Kun, feeling even more sick to his stomach.

This morgue bed was placed in the middle, and the faint smell of corpses gathered around it, which was a kind of torture to the stomach and sense of smell. Li Chong knew that this was 'foul gas', which was extremely yin and dirty. If you smell it too much, it will naturally cause physical discomfort.

Qin Kun turned his palm, and several green leaf rolls appeared on it.

"Chew it thoroughly, but don't swallow it."

Li Chong quickly did as he was told. The leaves were extremely bitter and made those who chewed them want to die. However, after entering the mouth, the nauseating feeling of corpse odor disappeared immediately and his spirits were lifted.

"What is this? I want one too?"

The short-haired woman was curious and thought it was amazing to see Li Chong no longer retching. This leaf must be something special. She knew that Chief Wanke was from a Taoist sect. Could it be that this was the spiritual leaf of the Taoist sect?

"Okay, take whatever you want." Qin Kun spread his hands.

The short-haired woman picked a leaf roll and chewed it, her face wrinkled: "It's so bitter."

But after the pain passed, the nauseating feeling disappeared, leaving the short-haired woman on the spot.

"Locust locust leaf? Brother Qin, are you related to the Fengdu disciples?"

Daochang Lu was stunned. This thing was picked from the locust tree, but it needed special processing to prevent 'dirty'. I didn't expect Qin Kun to have this thing.

"Well, my unit is the funeral home."

After Qin Kun answered Taoist Lu's question, he lifted the shroud of Krage's body without saying anything more.

Cragg's lower jaw was pierced, and cerebrospinal fluid and plasma flowed from his nostrils, some of which were crystal clear. Soul-sealing needles were inserted into several large points on his face, chest, and Qin Kun couldn't name them.

Qin Kun put down the infusion pole and stood quietly beside him.

Suddenly, a low roar sounded from the morgue: "Are you going to get up on your own, or should I ask you to get up?"

The sound echoed, and several people in white coats at work were startled by the sound.

Director Lu and others were stunned, not understanding what Qin Kun was doing.

Li Chong was also stunned, then smiled mysteriously, walked to the other side casually, and blocked the way there.