Ghost Shelter System

Qin Kun has seen Xia Tian's funeral parlor, but rarely seen Xia Tian's wonton stall.

After searching for a long time, I finally found a night market not far from the river. The night market is located on people's way home, and the fragrant smell can always arouse people's appetite.

The old Taoist priest was drinking Chaos with a happy expression. Qin Kun was beside him, and he was also hungry.

"Seven bowls, Master Dao... It's easy to accumulate food if you eat so much at night."

The old Taoist priest didn't think much of the wontons at first. He took small sips and chewed them carefully. Later, I almost poured it into my mouth.

There were seven empty bowls piled next to it, and three bowls were hanging next to it. The old Taoist priest waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I have a good appetite!"

The boss said excitedly: "Master Dao, do you want more?"

The old Taoist priest chuckled: "Yes! The remaining wontons have been cooked!"

The boss was stunned: "Have you cooked it all? Master Dao, the rest can be cooked for at least 10 bowls, you can't finish it."

"Can't finish the meal? Are you afraid that the old man will have no money? Little friend Qin, let's watch the reward!"

A bowl of wontons costs 9 yuan. Qin Kun handed the boss 200 yuan and kept the extra as a tip. The boss smiled happily, it was really big business tonight.

After a while, a car stopped nearby and a person got out of the car.

He was bald and old, but his steps became more steady as he walked, and his figure changed from rickets at the beginning to a tall and straight figure.

Ge Zhan is here.

"Uncle Ge..."

Qin Kun was surprised how Ge Zhan found this place. He saw Ge Zhan sitting on a small bench and starting to eat wontons without saying a word.

Could it be that the seniors in the path of life and death like this?

Qin Kun seemed to have discovered a new world.

After Ge Zhan arrived, more and more faces appeared after a while.

Zhu Zong, Chu Laoxian, Chu Qianxun.

Fu Zong, Yu has a black face.

Douzong, Jinghu.

Funeral parlor Lao Wang and Lao Qu.

Even Han Yao, who had just returned home, also came.

Among the crowd, there was an old man holding a snuff bottle. He looked quite familiar. Qin Kun remembered that this old man was the old tailor who made him clothes before attending the Nanzong Taoist meeting last year!

Chu Laoxian and others were all standing, and only Ge Zhan and the old Taoist priest were sitting. Qin Kun, who had a thorn under his butt, also stood up.

"Father-in-law." When the white-haired old tailor saw the old Taoist priest, he nodded and bowed to please him.

"Who is your father-in-law? Get out of here." The old Taoist gave the old tailor a rollicking look.

The old tailor was embarrassed and explained: "Xiuya went to see your great-granddaughter."

"Hmph!" The old Taoist priest was too lazy to pay attention to the old tailor and turned to look at Ge Zhan, "Ge Longtou, why do you ask so many people to stage a show for me? The old Taoist and Qin Xiaoyou are just eating wontons."

Ge Zhan said: "Old hungry ghost, let me declare in advance, first, you are not allowed to live in our old house in Kuishan. Second, you are not allowed to come to our old house in Kuishan to eat and drink. Third, you are not allowed to interfere with our life and death in Linjiang. "

Ge Zhan raised three fingers and made a three-chapter agreement!

The wonton bowl on the old Taoist priest's table was already empty. The boss brought a few more bowls and looked at everyone carefully.

fight? It's not like that, all the people present are old men, not young people.

reunion? It's not like, at such an old age, who comes to the night market for a party after 12 o'clock in the evening.

The boss didn’t know why and asked: “Do you want to eat wontons too?”

"Why bother cooking your wontons?"

"Uncle, why do you talk like this..."

"Do you have any objection to what the old man says?"

Ge Zhan's eyebrows were raised and his eyes were fierce. The boss was frightened and stepped back.

The old Taoist priest curled his lips: "Stingy. Sansheng, you are now the head of Douzong. Is it okay for the old Taoist priest to stay here for a few days?"

Jing Sansheng smiled bitterly: "Senior, since my uncle is here, my words don't count..."

"What do you say doesn't count? Who has the final say whether what you say doesn't count? Your uncle is old and confused now, so don't pay attention to him."

"Chao Zhen, you are so old and confused!" Ge Zhan was furious.

The old Taoist priest stayed calm. After drinking the wontons, he happily walked towards Jing Sansheng: "Let's go, let's ignore him. I'm sleepy tonight and have to have a good sleep. Just make Ge Zhan's bed for me." .”

"Chao Zhen, did I say that I would let you sleep in my bed?!"

"Ge Longtou, how old are you, why are you so mean..."

"I……"

As soon as the old Taoist priest pulled Jing Sansheng away, Ge Zhan hurriedly chased after him: "Stop!"

Qin Kun saw a group of people who didn't even talk to each other, so he just watched the old Taoist priest leave. This was a bit grand.

"Old Wang, why are you here?"

Director Wang had dark circles under his eyes: "I didn't recognize him at noon, so I neglected him. It seems that the old man is in a good mood. Xiao Qin, how many days of leave will you be given to accompany your senior?"

It won't be a big problem if he accompanies him well. After all, the old Taoist priest just taught him Taoism, but...

"Who is he?"

Qin Kun felt uncomfortable.

Director Wang yawned and went back with Uncle Qu. Yu Hei shook his head and sighed, and went back. Chu Laoxian watched the old Taoist priest walk away, then turned and left. The old tailor took a snuff and left with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

At the wonton stall, all the older generation had left, leaving only Chu Qianxun and Han Yao.

Han Yao rubbed his neck: "Brother Kun, you don't know who he is? Don't you even look at your phone?"

Qin Kun blinked: "I've been sleepy this month, and I've been turning the sound off..."

Han Yao shook his head: "I'm going to bed. I have to go to work tomorrow morning."

After Han Yao left, Chu Qianxun found Qin Kun flipping through his phone and said, "Brother Dog, stop looking. That's the Painted Skin Fairy from Fengduguan."

Fengdu Temple, Painted Skin Fairy! It turned out to be him?

There are five top-notch ghost hunters in China, Douzong Dawei Tianlong, Judge Xuanru, Holy Monk of Fulin Temple, Yulongshan Old Tai Sui, and Fengdu Guan Huapi Immortal.

Qin Kun had already guessed that the old Taoist priest was either an old man or a painting fairy. But what's everyone's expression like?

Qin Kun wondered: "Miss, even if he is a painting fairy, these people won't have such expressions, right? Your grandfather's brow is almost broken. Even Uncle Ge is like a mouse meeting a cat."

Chu Qianxun waved and took Qin Kun into the car. When the car started, Chu Qianxun said: "I heard from my grandfather that Painted Skin Fairy has a habit of eating ghosts. He ate the ghosts of many people in the previous generation." of……"

Nani? !

Qin Kun's neck was stiff and his eyes were wide.

"He eats ghosts?!"

"Senior Ge Zhan and Senior Panjia Zuo's misdeeds are all his fault. And..."

"what else?"

"And the ghost of their master."

…

It was already 1 o'clock when I got home at night.

Qin Xue and Du Qinghan were already asleep, and Qin Kun lay awake on his bed for a long time.

He has seen a lot of ghost hunters, but this is his first time with a ghost eater!

"Brother Kun, what's wrong?"

After Du Qinghan moved the room from the second bedroom to the study, Qin Kun returned to his second bedroom. At night, I can't play on the computer during Niu Meng and Pei Pei, I can only practice, which seems extremely boring. Seeing Qin Kun in a daze, they all asked curiously.

"Where's the Laughing Man?"

"Downstairs, I'm playing in the sand with Brother Sixteen." Monk Shui lay on the balcony of the second bedroom and reported back.

"Call me up. Don't run around for a while. Here comes a Taoist who eats ghosts."

Even in summer, there were too many ghosts in the house, and it was still a bit cold when he slept. Qin Kun covered himself with a thin quilt, and from under the quilt, the Wedding Dress Ghost came out: "Master, are you talking about Chao Zhen in Fengdu?"

"Eh? Do you know him?" Qin Kun opened his mouth slightly. What is this guy's background? How come he knows everyone?

The wedding ghost leaned comfortably on Qin Kun and stretched: "I met him once. He came to Linjiang City when he was young and had a fight with Yang Shen, but it seemed to be a tie. By the way, he was not branded. Fire Seal.”