Ghost Shelter System

Qin Kun is very tired today.

When I got home, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.

In the past two days, I attended Li Chong's wedding. Afterwards, I was dragged into a chat by a group of old men. The old men drank too much, and the atmosphere was quite lively. They boasted about their glorious deeds in their youth, and they all felt like they were going to heaven.

Qin Kun listened enthusiastically at first, but then he forgot what they were talking about. In short, the words at the banquet were the same as the food served with the wine. Who said wine can help talk about sex? Chatting and bragging can also help you enjoy the wine!

Many people from the three mountains, three temples, and three temples were present for Li Chong's life-long event, as well as some small sects. This attitude was very similar to the plot in the novel where fellow Jianghu people came to congratulate him.

The ghost guards have been holding back their nerves for the past two days.

The old house in Kuishan is full of people from the Taoist sect, with Yang Qi and spiritual energy as abundant as the sea, especially with the presence of Taoist masters like Ge Zhan, they don't dare to come out at all. When I came back today, I was released by Qin Kun, and everyone felt very comfortable.

"Brother Kun, when did you get married?"

There was some gossip about Qin Kun, but Qin Kun was too lazy to answer.

This matter has become a taboo for him. He doesn't even know whether to find a girlfriend or not, and he doesn't even think about proposing a marriage.

When I consulted Douzong before, I came to a very correct conclusion.

He has a bond.

Parents, family, relatives, and friends will all have to worry about my wife all the time when they get married in the future.

In the past, it was nothing to be an undertaker, but now all I have to deal with are ghosts. As his strength grows, the hostile ghosts become more and more powerful. Qin Kun is not ready to get married before he grows up.

Too worried.

"Why do you care so much? Just go and practice when you have nothing to do."

After Qin Kun finished speaking, he entered the bathroom and prepared to wash away the smell of alcohol.

The living room became lively.

Logically speaking, dead ghosts like them should not worry about the master's marriage, but it was obvious that Qin Kun had no intention of doing so and could not allow them to consider it.

As the current housekeeper, Eunuch Chang has the most worries. He knows that Qin Kun still has a few women, but now that monogamy is practiced, he must choose a suitable one for Qin Kun.

With Eunuch Chang taking the lead, the fire of Bagua was ignited.

The Wedding Dress Ghost obviously felt that several 'quasi-mistresses' were not as suitable as him, but there was no way he and Qin Kun could have anything to do with life and death.

Xu Tao’s suggestion is to pick a few more, cast a comprehensive net, and focus on training.

As one of the few female ghosts, Stone Snake Ji listened with envy as they talked about her master's marriage. She used to have low self-esteem and had no status with her previous master. The only thing the previous master cared about was whether she was violent enough. He never shared other things with them, whether they were serious or poisonous enough, and they didn't dare to discuss it behind his back.

When I came to Qin Kun, I felt that I was respected a lot.

Niu Meng curled his lips and went to practice alone. The Hanged Ghost, the Water Monk, and the Headless Ghost also went away.

They won't worry about Qin Kun's marriage. Compared with this matter, they would be better off giving their master more credit.

Being enshrined by incense and coins every day, they have to bear some things.

The Skinned Ghost and the Old Ghost in Jinyi were waiting for the flowers and plants. Qin Kun's Leiyin Bodhi and Yin Zao were planted on the balcony. They were always looked after by the Old Ghost in Jinyi. However, the Skinned Ghost has discovered over the years that he seems to have a connection with these Yinmu ghost grasses. It seems that It has something to do with the fact that he was killed by the peeled daylilies during his lifetime.

He came to test whether his guess was right.

The Laughing Ghost and Brother Sixteen were not able to participate in the topic, so they secretly turned on the computer and played games.

The tea fairy and ghost made good tea and enjoyed seeing everyone drinking their own tea while discussing.

Ziliu.

When the tea entered the mouth, the aroma of tea overflowed. The tea fairy and ghost took a breath and showed a satisfied smile. Even after death, life is still as beautiful as ever...

Qin Kun came out of the shower and saw them busy with their own business, so he entered the house.

Nie Yuxuan's breakthrough this time gave him some inspiration.

Is there such a thing as qualitative change in the practice?

'The horoscope is the toughest, the black dog is with the sky'

Many people say that he has a strong character and a good physique, but he has never said anything about his understanding and status.

Moreover, those people also knew that each generation of Tengu received the teachings from heaven and formed its own sect. Qin Kun did not know his own strength. He felt that he was in Mount Fuyu, just like a psychic, which made him want to explore his potential.

That said, if I don’t have a system…what else can I do?

What he has is the ‘Zhen Zi Volume’.

Apart from that, I have a good physique and nothing else.

It feels like one day, without the system, he may be nothing, which makes Qin Kun very frustrated.

Qin Kun picked up the pen that he had not picked up for a long time. In the past few days, he decided to copy books.

The Zhenzi Scroll is in his mind. Although he can use it at any time and can recall it, it is only a convenience. He has not absorbed any of the content in the Zhenzi Scroll. He uses this scroll as a tool. Qin Kun I feel like it's a waste of money.

To write, to write.

Qin Kun's handwriting is very tough, similar to his own character. The Zhenjuan recorded in his mind is constantly copied and reproduced in books by himself.

There are countless words in each volume of this profound book. Qin Kun has nothing to do these days. Whenever he has time, he shuts himself in the room and writes.

Three days in a row.

In the past few days, the ghost servants are also busy with their own affairs.

However, gradually I discovered something strange about Qin Kun.

"Everyone...have you noticed that the master is a little strange these days???"

The first person to speak was Eunuch Chang.

Qin Kun was so strange these days. Eunuch Chang noticed it. Every day he got up and wrote. He wrote several books at once. Eunuch Chang was shocked. What was going on? It suddenly became like this?

Niu Meng said in a low voice: "Brother Kun is preparing to take the first prize?"

He peeled out the grass branches and served the flowers and plants: "It doesn't look like it, but he has been writing and I can't understand what he wrote."

Monk Shui clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Amitabha, that's cultivation."

"Can you practice writing too?"

The other ghosts were astonished.

Monk Shui smiled and said nothing. Anyway, with his Dharma body eyes, he could see that the yang energy in Qin Kun's body had become more solid recently, and his strength had obviously improved a lot. What is this, if not cultivation?

Xu Tao suddenly remembered something and whispered: "Wait a minute... Everyone, everyone has heard that the master's Taoist skills come from the Heavenly Mandate Realm, right?"

The secret of Qin Kun's divine teaching is no longer a secret among ghosts.

They all saw Qin Kun's eating, drinking, and diarrhea, but his strength was growing all the time, and whether he could learn some new skills, he was obviously a person with supernatural powers. Qin Kun's identity was mysterious, and the source of his skills was mysterious. He had always been a ghost. Xu Tao had a guess after finally seeing Qin Kun's cultivation method, a topic that the officers talked about a lot.

"Do you think writing can really improve your cultivation?"

Several ghosts blinked.

real or fake?

But Xu Tao's guess couldn't be wrong. The master finally revealed his cultivation method. Could it be that he was secretly giving them some guidance?

"Then... shall we also follow suit?"

"good!"

Xu Tao said: "Eunuch Chang, what does master write on weekdays?"

Eunuch Chang recalled it and said with a wry smile: "It's messy and incomprehensible. It seems to be his Kung Fu and Taoism?"

Well……

"Then why don't we each write our own ghost arts?"

Xu Tao's suggestion was temporarily recognized by the ghosts.

At night, when Qin Kun stretched out and came out of the house, he discovered a strange scene.

Everyone in this group of guys was holding the tip of their pen and writing very hard.

Niu Meng, Peipei and other rough guys looked like they were constipated. Qin Kun got closer and found that they were each writing their own ghost skills.

Hey...that's weird, what happened to these guys?

Qin Kun was puzzled.

Look at the headless ghost again, holding a pen and a piece of paper and scribbling on it.

"Touhou, what are you doing?" Qin Kun asked.

The headless ghost's voice came from his chest, and he answered honestly: "Xu Tao asked me to write my own ghost technique. I can't see it, so I just make do with it."