Ghost Shelter System

If you buy a mobile phone, you can meet an immortal. If Qin Kun hadn't opened his eyes, he might have fallen into a trap of beauty.

In the summer, mobile phone stores are expanding their business, and the world is in decline.

At night, the night view of the Magic City was very good. Qin Kun parked his car by the river and let the river breeze blow on his cheeks, feeling a little comfortable. Pedestrians were constantly coming and going by the river, people walking and walking their dogs, and life was as usual. There was no news about the murder caused by the Black Soul Cult, and it was not known how Peach Blossom Eyes dealt with the aftermath.

The cell phone rang, and Qin Kun saw that it was Qin Xue calling.

"Hello, Xiaoxue?"

"Hey, brother! How is your trip? Why haven't you even called me for three days?"

When leaving Linjiang, Qin Kun told Qin Xue that he was going on a trip. Qin Xue heard that Qin Kun was going to the Magic City this time and was very yearning for it. However, she had a summer job and wanted to go with Qin Kun.

"That's it. I'm walking by the river now."

Qin Xue was filled with envy: "Brother, you can take me out for a trip when you have time. I've never been out of the province."

"Okay. Have you gone to work on time recently? Is that guy Du Qinghan still eating and drinking?" Qin Kun remembered that there was not only Qin Xue in the family, but also a female thief.

"Of course, I go to the dance class every morning to teach and come back to type code in the evening. I am exhausted. Sister Du is right next to me. Please pay attention to what you say."

Du Qinghan's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Qin Kun! Who do you think is eating and drinking? I pick up and drop off your sister every day! If you don't give me any wages, won't your conscience hurt?"

Qin Kun kept his ear away from the phone. This guy was so excited. He was so angry.

Qin Kun curled his lips and said: "Give you wages? You have smoked all the good cigarettes I have hidden, and you want shitty wages! Also, you use my computer to peek at it."

"Qin Kun! If you dare to speak out, you will be dead!"

Qin Kun heard the sound of the door slamming, and she was probably aroused.

This little thief saved her life and allowed her to stay in his home with food and shelter. How dare he yell at me? It's against you.

"Xiaoxue, stay away from that woman. Don't let her lead you astray."

Qin Xue pouted and said, "Brother, why do you have no manners at all? Sister Du is a very nice person. She picks me up and drops me off on time every day, and now she even cooks for me."

"Cooking? I can also cook noodles and poached eggs."

"elder brother!"

"Okay, okay, what's the matter? I remember that if you have enough living expenses, you rarely call me. I have some money in the drawer of my study."

"No, well, there is someone chasing me."

Um? !

Qin Kunhu's eyes widened and he lowered his voice and said, "Dad, I told you that you can't fall in love during your freshman year."

"I will be a sophomore when school starts next semester."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Kun scratched his cheek. In the blink of an eye, Qin Xue had finished the whole school year without him noticing. It seemed that she was very satisfied with the person chasing her.

This puzzled Qin Kun, the older brother. He turned on the front camera of his new phone and looked at the handsome face inside: Shouldn't Qin Xue use me as a standard when looking for a partner? Is there another outstanding person like me in Linjiang City?

In the camera, he has a strong silhouette, tall sword-shaped eyebrows, and a pair of lazy eyes, with pupils as deep as a cold pool, unable to see the bottom.

There are very few knock-offs of such a profound man. Qin Kun lit a cigarette and felt very melancholy.

Qin Kun was narcissistic, and at the same time, he saw a middle-aged man approaching behind him on the phone screen.

The suits and ties all look high-end. But that man's hair was messy, his tie was tied sloppily around his neck, his face was haggard, and his beard was unkempt, as if he had been struck by something.

Qin Kun's first reaction was, isn't this guy here to take revenge on society?

He turned around and found the haggard middle-aged man standing in front of him, weakly saying: "Friend, can you lend me a cigarette?"

Qin Kun smelled that he had a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol. It seemed that he had been acting like this for more than a day or two.

"Can."

Qin Kun took out Yuxi and handed it over. The middle-aged man had a very high-end lighter. He lit the cigarette butt, took two deep breaths, and exhaled thick smoke.

In the cool breeze, the man lay on the railing next to Qin Kun and smiled apologetically at Qin Kun: "Don't be afraid, I'm not here to commit suicide. I can't implicate you."

Qin Kun nodded: "Friend, your Yintang is dark and your yang energy is insufficient. Have you had too many nightmares recently?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then smiled tiredly: "Little brother, do you also know how to read faces?"

"There is an elder who understands. I heard him say something."

Thirty years ago, when Chu Laoxian was still running a fortune-telling stall, Qin Kun went to the stall with him several times and just remembered some terms.

The middle-aged man touched it and found that he didn't have a wallet. He took out the lighter he just had and said, "Can you check it for me? I didn't bring any money. This lighter is worth some money, so I gave it to you."

PN Dupont lighter, Li Chong has one, the same style as this one, 3200 soft sister coins.

"I don't think your lighter is valuable."

Qin Kun smiled, rubbed his index finger and thumb, and a flame appeared on his fingertips.

He took out a cigarette and lit it, then closed his fingers and the flame disappeared.

The middle-aged man's smile gradually faded, and he pulled Qin Kun's wrist rudely and looked at his fingers. This young man had a big wrist and a jar tattoo on the palm of his hand. He was surprised that someone would get a tattoo on the palm of his hand. But that's not what he cares about right now.

The middle-aged man checked Qin Kun's fingertips and found nothing. So what happened to that flash of flame just now? !

"My friend, are you a magician?"

Qin Kun said nothing.

Only then did the middle-aged man look at Qin Kun, his eyes lazily, but his pupils were extremely dark and almost did not reflect light. In his eyes, he could not see his own shadow even from such a close distance, as if his pupils were a pool of darkness. Lightless cold pool.

The middle-aged man has been struggling in the magic city for so many years, and he has his own way of knowing people. Since ancient times, strange people have different appearances. His wrists, his eyes, the tattoos on his palms, and his ability to light a fire with his bare hands just now, the middle-aged man feels that , this does not seem to be an ordinary young man.

"Sorry, I'm presumptuous. I'm from Xuntian City, a Wuzhou native, and I have business in the Magic City."

Qin Kun could tell that this was a rich man, but what was surprising was that the other party introduced himself so solemnly. It seems that you want to be friends with him as an equal?

"Qin Kun, from Linjiang. Hello, Mr. Xun."

Qin Kun replied politely, as for his profession, he deliberately kept it hidden.

Xun Tiancheng said: "What little brother Qin said just now is that my Yintang is dark, my yang energy is insufficient, and I have nightmares. Are you serious?"

"nature."

Xun Tiancheng nodded: "Indeed, my business in the Magic City suffered serious losses during this period, and I was very anxious. Moreover, I had constant nightmares at night, and I seemed to dream of many unclean things in my trance."

Xun Tiancheng looked at Qin Kun and asked, "What do you think is going on?"

Qin Kun shrugged: "Do you want to ask, did you encounter a ghost, or did you suffer from a mental illness?"

Xun Tiancheng: "Yes."

"What do you think?"