Ghost Shelter System

At 12 o'clock in the evening, there is a sewing room in the ice coffin hall.

As the sole heir of the Gu family in Qiaoling, the son of Gu Dayuan, and the nephew of Gu San, Gu Litong has an extremely high status in certain industries. However, the business of making money from underworld is mostly harmful to Yin virtue.

This time during the fight, not only did I encounter a few rice dumplings, but I also encountered a water monkey.

Water monkeys are also water ghosts. When the earth's crust changes, water may accumulate in the cemetery. If it is around a burial pit and the water submerges the corpse, water ghosts will appear.

Water ghosts are born by bathing in corpse water. They are evil and filthy. A little bit of yin energy can cause sores all over the body. In severe cases, it can even be fatal.

After getting the money in this fight, Gu Litong unfortunately encountered a big monkey, which scratched him to pieces. If it hadn't been for the amulet passed down by his ancestors, his life would have ended here.

When Gulitong woke up, he felt cold all over, but luckily someone covered him with a quilt so he wouldn't freeze to death.

Um?

Surrounded by a strange environment, the indoor light is cold and looks eerie.

This is a medium-sized room with many large drawers on the walls. There is a faint smell of incense in the room. There are blood stains on the bed next to it. There are many bloody cotton cloths and tissues in the trash can.

Where is this place? !

Seeing the blood, Gulitong's scalp felt numb and he was a little scared.

When he turned around, he found himself facing a big pale face, and he was so frightened that his soul came out.

"Oh my god!!! What a ghost!!!"

Right next to his bed, stood a row of people of equal height, with big heads and big faces, pale cheeks, black and white eyes, dull expressions, wiping blush and red lips, looking straight at him, ancient Litong was so frightened that he almost bit his tongue.

After calming down, Gu Litong came back to his senses: Paper, paper man?

After seeing clearly that the row was made of paper figures, Gulitong touched his heart, and the thumping sound was almost like beating a drum.

"Why are there paper figures? Is it possible?"

Gulitong quickly glanced at the quilt he was covering, and found that the quilt was white with black edges and had a big word "Die" written on it. Gulitong's mood finally collapsed.

"Where is this?!"

"Who told me where this is?"

"Am I dead!!!"

"woo woo woo woo"

Gulitong kicked off the quilt.

The depressing light, the cold room, and the ritual props used to commemorate the dead made Gulitong unable to control his emotions. He thought of his own death and was so sad that he couldn't help himself.

"If I had known today, what kind of fight would I have? God, please open your eyes. I'm still young and don't want to die."

Gulitong was sobbing, just like his aggrieved daughter-in-law. His muscles were twitching, causing abscesses all over his body, and the pain made people gasp.

Huh? Can I still feel pain?

Gulitong touched his chest. His heartbeat was strong and there was a temperature. Gulitong seemed to understand something.

"Wait, I'm not dead?!"

"I'm actually not dead!!!"

"Hahahahaha, are you coming back from the dead?"

People tend to become mentally disturbed when their emotions are ups and downs. Guli Tong was dancing with joy. Suddenly, there was a noise in the cabinets on the wall.

"If you're not dead, you're not dead. Can you not disturb people's rest?"

Gulitong's mouth froze and he slowly turned back.

A large drawer slid out automatically, and a man sat up and stared at Gulitong.

The broken cheek was full of stitched wounds. He stared at Gulitong and opened his mouth, his teeth covered with blood.

Gulitong suddenly convulsed like a hiccup and fainted.

A voice came from cabinet No. 4 in the second row: "Newcomer, crawl back quickly. If Master Qin and Master Han see you, you will be beaten to death."

"He's so noisy and you don't care?"

"What do you care about? Why do you mind your own business when everyone is dead?"

The corpse curled its lips and lay down, grabbed the upper wall of the morgue, and slowly slid the cabinet back.

It's 12 o'clock in the morning.

When Qin Kun and others walked into the morgue, they found Gu San's nephew lying on the ground.

"what happened?"

"Brother Kun, I'm scared."

Han Yao checked his breathing and pulse, and they were all normal.

Qin Kun looked at the old Taoist priest: "Master Taoist, it's up to you."

"Look what I'm doing? Why should you let an expert settle the karmic debt you've incurred?"

I wipe

Why should I come to you if I can settle things?

Thinking that the old Taoist priest and Uncle Ge were so casual on the phone, and it seemed that Uncle Ge had been embarrassed in front of him more than once, Qin Kun didn't have the courage to make trouble with the old Taoist priest.

Just kidding, Dawei Tianlong Ge Zhan, seeing this old Taoist priest on the phone was like seeing a ghost. Qin Kun felt that this old Taoist was definitely the kind of extremely strong Taoist.

Uncle Ge didn't react like this when he met Sakonomi.

"Master Dao, don't be ridiculous. I have little talent and little knowledge. I'm still good at fighting and catching ghosts. If you ask me to extract poisons and exorcise evil spirits, how can I do it with my little Dao skills? Besides, I don't know how to do it." Qin Kun said with a shy face, rubbing his hands Rubbing hands.

The old Taoist priest tiptoed, and Gulitong, who had fainted, was lifted onto the bed, with perfect control of his strength.

"No? No one teaches you?"

"No, no"

"" The old Taoist priest was speechless, "That's right. Idiots like Ge Zhan and Sakon Chen really don't understand this."

fool

They're idiots, so what are the other ghost hunters? Pig?

The old Taoist priest saw Qin Kun's forced smile and became serious: "Little friend Qin, do you know what evil is?"

The old Taoist priest suddenly gave a lecture. Qin Kun didn't understand what he meant, but since he didn't have a master on the subject of life and death, he still liked to hear these things.

"I don't know very well. Please give me some advice, Master Tao." Qin Kun's attitude was modest.

"The so-called Yin evil refers to the stubborn energy of the residual soul. Some Yin souls will dissipate without the support of incense, but some stubborn Yin energy cannot be dissipated. Those things are called Yin evil. They are different from Yin souls. Things attached to Yin evil are It’s called a sinister thing.”

Qin Kun nodded: "So some evil things with strong yin energy may not necessarily have a ghost soul?"

The old Taoist priest rubbed his nose: "Little friend Qin, things with evil souls are called ghost treasures, which can easily confuse people's minds and destroy their vitality and blood. Those evil things are called ghost weapons, which feed on human blood and soul, gnawing away at life. of."

Qin Kun probably understood: "But does this have anything to do with whether I can help him remove the poison?"

"Yes, I have!"

"what relationship?"

"Yin evil is the stubborn energy of the remnant soul. It can be regarded as the fragments of the ghost. It is fed with Yang Qi. After they eat the Yang Qi, they can fuse and form Yin. The Yin is the result of that thing. You can always deal with the Yin, right?"

Speaking of dirty things, Qin Kun was suddenly startled.

My own Ghost Spear Xuanhu seems to like this thing!

But how does this old Taoist priest know that he can deal with Xixui?

"Master Dao, what do you know?" Qin Kun frowned.

The old Taoist priest chuckled: "Don't say it, don't say it. Straighten your arms and teach you a fun trick."

Qin Kun straightened his arms, and the old Taoist priest suddenly pointed his sword at Qin Kun's lower back.

"You are so angry at Weulu Pass!"

The acupuncture point on the shoulder was tapped, and the Yang Fire suddenly penetrated into the arm.

“The Jiaji River car passes through Zeng Mountain!”

The old Taoist priest slid his two fingers up from Qin Kun's lower back and stopped at the back of his neck.

"A crystal goes into the furnace!"

The old Taoist turned his fingers into palms and patted the back of Qin Kun's neck. This position was the intersection of three Yang lamps above his shoulders. In an instant, Qin Kun's neck felt hot and he felt itchy. The Yang fire gathered from three places. The traces of Yang Qi are constantly condensing.

Then, the old Taoist priest read out the last sentence: "Red Dragon Containing Mercury-Containing Niwan!"

Yang Qi is flowing and Yang Fire is abundant!

Qin Kun used to catalyze the yang energy throughout the body. By exerting force, the blood would send the yang energy. But I didn’t expect that Yang Qi has its own channel.

"Feed Yang Qi!"

Seeing Qin Kun in a daze, the old Taoist priest flicked his fingers. Qin Kun's fingers were sore and curled up, leaving only one index finger. The old Taoist priest caught him and placed him on the young man on the bed.

This time, these yang energy seemed to be greatly attracted to the yin energy in the young man.

Qin Kun's fingertips slid across his body, and the yin energy seemed to be small fish looking for food, constantly being attracted by the bait and gathering on the young man's chest.

Yin and evil gather into filth!

The old Taoist priest said: "Get rid of the poison!"

A spear tip was drilled out of Qin Kun's palm.

A spear pierced the young man's chest.

Those Yin Qi were like struggling worms, which were instantly pulled out by Qin Kun.

The disgusting worms as disgusting as hair were still struggling. They were covered in mucus and twisted and swayed. Ghost Spear Xuanhui ate up the worms composed of residual souls and stubborn energy like noodles.

On the bed, the young man had no yin energy at all.

After a while, Gulitong opened his eyes and saw three people standing in front of him. His pupils shrank, and when he saw the morgue around him, he screamed: "Who are you?! Please help me, tell my third uncle, I'm still here!" not dead!!!"

Qin Kun slapped him in the face: "It's so noisy! Get out and call your third uncle and ask him to pick you up."

The young man was stunned.

"What, you don't want to leave?" Qin Kun asked.

The young people ran away.

Qin Kun looked at the old Taoist priest and took a deep breath: "I dare to ask, is it the fish dragon Tai Sui or the painted skin fairy?"

In the Chinese Way of Life and Death, among the five top-notch ghost hunters, apart from Ge Zhan and Sakonchen, one of them is a holy monk from Fulin Temple, so the old Taoist priest in front of him is naturally one of the remaining two.

"Hey, let's not talk about it. I want to eat wontons, treat me as a guest?" The old Taoist smacked his mouth and wiped his saliva.

Looking at this old naughty boy, Qin Kun smiled bitterly. He really couldn't figure out which family this old man was a senior in.