Ghost Shelter System

In the past few days, Wu Xiong secretly came back and left secretly.

Before leaving, I went to visit Ge Zhan at his old house in Kuishan, and then met Yu Yuexian at Qingzhu Mountain. Cui Wuming appeared once from the Seven Star Palace, but did not show up at all. It is not known whether he has returned to the Demon City.

In the past few days, Qin Kun secretly tried several times at the Xishan Cemetery next to the funeral home.

He did not tell Wang Qian or Chu Qianxun, but asked Tuwa to help protect the law.

Late at night, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling in Xishan Cemetery. Tuwa was hiding far away, next to his trembling girlfriend Tu Xuanxuan.

"The first hurdle when faced with the bull demon,

The second time he turned into a bloody corpse was unknown.

Sanlin Zen monks are concentrating on the Buddha moon,

There is no leader around, shaking Yin and Yang.

There is an evil shadow in the five days of mourning! "

Tu Xuanxuan was completely covered by the five ghosts. Monster?

Tu Xuanxuan rubbed her eyes, and saw Qin Kun's horns fighting for the sky, turning into a bull demon, wrapped in iron chains, with a cassock behind him, his body and head separated, and a long shadow was reflected on the ground. The shadow looked like he was hanging. , and it’s not even close to the body!

"Qin... Director Qin turned into a monster?!"

After the sluggishness passed, Tu Xuanxuan's excitement exceeded her shock. As a female anchor of a ghost story radio station, this novelty was comparable to the mood she felt when she saw herself at Bailong Temple.

"Jianghu Taoism has a long history. It is the same as shamanism in inviting great immortals to the body, but it is replaced by inviting spirits to the body." Tuwa explained.

Tu Xuanxuan thought for a moment and asked: "In other words, it's similar to...Bi Xian???"

Tuwa nodded and smiled: "Don't tell anyone. In fact, Brother Kun has already violated taboos by taking you to Bailong Temple, but he has a high status and doesn't know about it, so it doesn't matter. Since you have been to Bailong Temple, I will take you to break the rules again." One case is nothing.”

Tu Xuanxuan nodded ignorantly and quickly took notes. This was the material for a ghost story.

Xishan Cemetery also belongs to a special magnetic field. It is just after the Qingming Festival and it is very lively after 12 o'clock. Under the moonlight, there are many little ghosts running out and looking at Qin Kun curiously.

"who is this?"

"I don't know, I feel like the aura on his body is so powerful..."

"I dare not look at it..."

"Hide quickly, he seems to be in a bad state."

"That's not all! Yesterday, some ghost friends came up to strike up a conversation, but two of them were killed! Run quickly, watching the fun is not good..."

After looking at it curiously, the kid left in a hurry.

Qin Kun held a bronze mirror in his hand. The person in the mirror was no longer himself, and his eyes were a little nervous. If he wanted to see his appearance and his true self clearly, he had to face himself in the mirror.

The more he looked at it, the stranger he looked, and the stranger he looked, the more he looked at it, until Qin Kun finally concentrated his thoughts, and the anger was hidden in his heart. He finally saw clearly that the monster in the mirror... was himself!

This process of unified thinking is very abstract, as if multiple personalities are unified into one, but after the unified thinking, the whole person feels comfortable.

Is it scary? It does not seem……

When the self-awareness exists, it feels quite strange. The mirror is retracted and Qin Kun raises the corner of his mouth. He feels that at this moment, he is full of spiritual energy and can beat ten of his peers!

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Qin Kun suddenly looked at Tuwa and growled: "Han Yao! Kill... cough, come here and make a gesture!"

Han Yao, the eldest disciple of the Sacrifice family, is not that stupid. Qin Kun's consciousness has been controlled by anger for a small part. If he intensifies his negative emotions, the situation will be uncontrollable. Then all the beatings you get will be in vain.

"Brother Kun, don't worry. You need to find someone to fight with. The purpose is to learn from each other and understand yourself. There is someone who is suitable for you."

"who?!"

"Fengdu Temple, Painted Skin Fairy!"

Chao Zhen, Chao Laodao?

The ghostly presence dissipated, and Qin Kun shook his head and walked over.

"Are you kidding me? Chao Laodao is just like the Jinchuuriki. When the Tai Chi Demon is used, it's just..." Qin Kun was slightly startled, as if he had captured something, "The Tai Chi Demon?"

Han Yao smiled honestly: "Yes, the technique practiced by Feng Du Guan is the technique of eating ghosts. In some aspects, Tai Chi Demon can also be regarded as the Taoist technique of invoking ghost energy and driving ghost power. It's just right!"

Indeed, although Han Yao looks naive, Qin Kun has always felt that this guy has great wisdom, does not fight or grab, and loves to play games. However, he has unique insights into certain things. This is a simple and honest man. People who don't follow the crowd have already been discovered by Qin Kun after working as a colleague for more than a year.

"So since you can't beat Chao Laodao, you can compete with his apprentice?"

Han Yao chuckled and said, "Brother Kun is Brother Kun. Just one point is enough. Mo Wuji is the true successor of the Painted Skin Immortal. His Fengdu Taoist skills should not be underestimated. If we want to compete, Mo Wuji is the first choice."

"It seems there are two choices?" Qin Kun asked after hearing something in Tuwa's words.

Han Yao smiled and said: "Yes, the second choice is naturally Senior Brother Nie... Ying Shilong, the first ghost hunter of our generation to be awarded the title, is definitely qualified to be your sparring partner."

Nie beard...

Qin Kun nodded, but it was a pity that one of them was in Sichuan and the other in Northeast China. They were both far away from each other, which was unrealistic.

"Now that we have the second choice, have you thought of the third choice as well?" Qin Kun asked tentatively.

Tuwa scratched his head: "You should be able to guess..."

Qin Kun frowned and thought hard.

Wang Qian and Chu Qianxun feel that their brains have become smarter recently. Wang Qian and Chu Qianxun said that it is because of ghost possession. Although they have endured six personalities and five pains of death, they have also gathered six consciousnesses and six brains. Sometimes it is unconscious, but to some extent it stimulates the brain's functioning.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

Qin Kun was stunned: "You don't mean...Xu Facheng, do you?"

Han Yao admitted with a smile and added: "Never again."

call

Today, Han Yao really impressed Qin Kun. These three people are really suitable as opponents to hone their Taoist skills.

Mo Wuji is the most suitable, because they can discuss each other during the sparring. Next up is Nie Yuxuan, who has strong yang energy and a high level. Qin Kun has not fought with him since he transformed into a dragon, but after all, he is the Yingshilong given by the old Tai Sui. Ah, it basically represents the recognition of him by a top-notch ghost hunter. And the relationship is good, so it won't hurt the harmony.

The third one, Xu Facheng, although suitable, is not suitable for fighting and sparring.

After all, in the road of life and death, Maoshan and Fuyu Mountains have a somewhat special status.

Maoshan was the ancestral court, and Fuyu Mountain took over the throne after its silence. Although it was not as glorious as Maoshan's original glory, it inherited the six volumes of the Heavenly Book, stabilized Yin and Yang for thousands of years, and gained an outstanding reputation.

But as a contemporary black dog, Qin Kun competes with Maoshan True Master, even if it is a discussion, if some interested people know about it, they will have ideas.

Is this a discussion?

Or are Fuyu Mountain and Maoshan competing for prestige?

Xu Facheng has always valued the honor of his master more than anything else. To speak rashly is to challenge Xu Facheng, who represents Maoshan.

Qin Kun was silent. Han Yao and Tu Xuanxuan left first. In the office, when Han Yao drank his third cup of tea, Qin Kun came back.

"Tuwa, is it appropriate for me and Xu Facheng to compete?"

"He is a worldly person, so it's a natural fit."

Joining the world comes from experience. Maoshan is the name, but it represents oneself.

After this concept was dispelled, Qin Kun had no worries. After all, he had a good impression of Daochang Xu. He valued the honor of his sect and competed with him. It didn't matter whether he won or lost, but as long as he represented himself, it would be easy.

Qin Kun said: "Are you in contact with Xu Facheng?"

Han Yao shook his head, then paused and said, "However, Junior Brother Cui is related to Taoist Master Xu."

…

At 1 o'clock in the evening, Xu Facheng yawned and walked out of the office with his luggage on his back.

Taoist priests who live in the world have no one to care about their food, drink, and peeing. They are no different from wild dogs thrown out of the mountain gate. They have to work, earn money, rent a house, and do all the mundane things.

In the year after joining the WTO, Xu Facheng has become more sophisticated from the clumsy Taoist Xu, and is now an editor of a media company.

After self-taught IT, Xu Facheng finally gained a livelihood skill besides catching ghosts, and as a talented Maoshan true disciple, he lived a pretty good life.

Back at the rental house, the furnishings in the house were very elegant.

Futon, chess floor, straw mat, the word 'Tao' is hung on the wall. In the room are Tai Chi diagrams and acupuncture point diagrams hand-drawn by myself. There is a piece of writing on the small table, which only says the word 'joining the WTO', which seems to be a sign of harmony. own vigilance.

At 2 o'clock in the evening, Xu Facheng closed his eyes and meditated. When he heard his phone vibrating, he exhaled a breath and picked up the phone.

"Hello."

When Taoist Xu, who used to ride in plain clothes, spoke in an official manner, Qin Kun felt that this guy was indeed more down-to-earth than before.

"Taoist Master Xu."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Qin. It's so late. Is there any evil spirit that can't be solved?"

"It's not your turn to worry about this."

"Haha, fellow Taoist Qin is really sensitive, I don't mean anything else."

"I know, I'm used to being straightforward, don't be surprised."

After exchanging greetings, the two fell into silent agreement.

Afterwards, it was quiet for an unknown amount of time before Qin Kun spoke first: "Is it okay to use the Ten Death Seals?"

Xu Facheng smiled bitterly: "It's beyond Pindao's knowledge. By the way, why has Pindao never seen you in the City of Ten Deaths?"

"Maybe it's because we don't have enough fate."

"I see."

"I have something to ask you."

"Speaking."

"About Taiyi Jiu Lian."

Xu Facheng was stunned, and then smiled: "I am in the devil's capital, so why not visit you in Linjiang in a few days, as a way to return a favor to you."

Xu Facheng was very enthusiastic and polite, so Qin Kun said nothing else.

"We are waiting for you."