Ghost Shelter System

At 5:30, most breakfast restaurants are not open.

At a high-end morning tea shop in the old town, Brother Mosquito shouted as soon as he walked in: "Uncle Zhang, breakfast, as per the old rules, add an extra portion!"

"Okay~"

Brother Mosquito asked Qin Kun to sit down and said with a shy face: "Brother, sit down. This shop is owned by my family. It tastes pretty good."

Qin Kun was a bit dumbfounded now. This group of uneducated guys had been unruly and unruly since they surrounded him, but now they seemed to have eavesdropped on the conversation between him and the old man, and became submissive again. It's really unacceptable. I know if my brain was damaged or something.

Warm preserved egg porridge, three cage soup dumplings, a small bowl of chicken soup, and a few plates of pickles, it tastes really good.

Brother Mosquito chuckled and said, "Brother, it turns out you really saved people in need. How awesome! Your brothers were playing with you on the street at that time. Don't be angry. I drank this bowl of chicken soup to make you happy."

"fine."

He didn't know what these guys heard, so Qin Kun didn't bother to ask.

When Brother Mosquito saw Qin Kun drinking the confession soup they handed him, he was satisfied. He pointed with his thumb at the group of people behind him and introduced to Qin Kun: "These are my brothers, known as the 'Eighteen Riders of Yanyun' !”

puff

Qin Kun couldn't hold it back, and a bowl of chicken soup spurted out. He wiped his mouth in embarrassment and narrowed his eyes at them: "There are six motorcycles in total. How dare you call them eighteen? Aren't you just bragging with your eyes open?"

Brother Mosquito's expression froze and he said speechlessly: "No, their motorcycles have been taken away by their families, or they have been modified illegally and are not allowed on the road."

A younger brother echoed: "Yes, big brother, besides, three brothers squeeze into one car, it looks hot..."

There were both men and women in this group of guys. Qin Kun felt dirty when he thought about it.

"Okay, we've eaten. Let's pretend that the bad things happened before. The brothers and sisters of Yanyun's Eighteen Riders will never see each other again." Qin Kun cupped his hands.

Seeing Qin Kun wanting to leave, Brother Mosquito became anxious.

"No, brother, I haven't asked you your name yet."

"Qin Kun."

"Brother Qin, we brothers are going to form a gang. We need a loyal brother to be the leader. I think you are suitable!" Brother Mosquito was particularly enthusiastic.

After a group of people were surprised, they found that Brother Mosquito was sincere and hurriedly agreed.

I go……

Brother, it’s been more than ten years since the millennium, so be realistic and stop watching gangster Hong Kong movies, okay? That was from our time!

Qin Kun made up a warning signal and waved it towards them.

"Do you understand what it means?"

Brother Mosquito was startled, and all the motorcycle boys and girls were also startled, and nodded stiffly.

"Got it, Tiaozi."

"Get out of here if you understand. If you are too young to go to school properly, why do you want to be an undertaker in a funeral home?!" Qin Kun said impatiently.

"The undertaker...sounds pretty cool..." Brother Mosquito suddenly began to think.

Qin Kun's mouth twitched, and when he saw the expressions of these guys, it turned out to be Ruo! have! Place! think? !

Why the hell can’t I keep up with the brain circuits of young people now? I'm not old either...

Come on, we can't stay here anymore, there's a generation gap.

When we reached the entrance of the restaurant, Brother Mosquito and a group of people came up again.

Brother Mosquito stopped Qin Kun and said, "Brother! Let's not mention the matter of becoming an undertaker. That's all work done by unpromising people. Well, do you want to take both black and white... The police must have informants, right?"

Qin Kun's fists clenched loudly. In the past few years, his temper has been tempered, and he rarely thought of beating an ordinary person...

Why do you mean that embalmers are jobs only done by unpromising people?

I'll fuck you uncle!

Will you give me both black and white?

Just your eighteen non-mainstream brothers plus six motorcycles, if they wear nose rings, are you considered a gangster?

Return the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun...

Do you want to lose the face of the underworld and the non-mainstream...

"Stop it. If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush. It's so early in the morning and I have to go back to catch up on my sleep. Do you understand?"

The deep contempt in Qin Kun's eyes was absolutely revealed without concealment.

Now that the words have come to this, even a passionate young man must be anxious. Eighteen people are standing here, talking nonsense, and even getting up on the pole to stick to him. They must be asking for something!

Sure enough, Brother Mosquito flattered him: "Brother has great eyesight!"

Then he made his request: "How did you manage to walk in front last night so that we couldn't catch up with you at the same place?"

Eighteen people blinked together, looking forward to Qin Kun's answer.

A curious person asked: "Brother, are you a god?"

Qin Kun was completely convinced.

It’s okay that the kid is difficult to deal with, but the non-mainstream is even more difficult to deal with. There are a total of eighteen of them. How could I be so mean just now and use ghost magic to trap them...

"No comment!"

"Brother!"

"I'm warning you, if you catch me again I'll beat you up!"

Brother Mosquito was startled, then he laughed and said: "No, the policeman doesn't beat up people randomly. I'm just curious, did you buy that police number? Why is it a Qilin number? Is it to hide some identity? Brother, don't You are glaring at me because you are just asking out of curiosity, there is no harm in it... We, the Eighteen Yanyun Riders, are all future heroes of Linjiang, determined to do great things..."

No wonder this guy is the leader of the crowd, he has the right to speak all by himself.

Qin Kun was completely convinced by the persistent stalking.

"Stop, I'll leave you an address. I can't comment on that matter, but if you want to find me, just come to this address in the future."

Qin Kun handed over a business card, which was printed with Chu Qianxun's help. The background was black, with Qin Kun's name and the address of the Ghost Hunting Inn written in large pure red characters. The design was ghostly and shoddy with a sense of horror.

Qin Kun finally got away. Behind Brother Mosquito, a group of heads gathered around him.

After seeing the business card clearly, they looked at each other.

Damn...

Normal people wouldn't use this style of business card, right?

"Old Street of Baihu Town? Huang Huan, the land developed by your family? Where is this?"

The man named Wengfeng had a shaved pineapple head and his hair was dyed a black and yellow bee color. He looked at it for a while and said: "Brother Mosquito, this is not a good place. It is the most deserted street in the old street of Baihu Town. Next to it is Opposite the canal is a deserted village with less than 70% occupancy rate. I heard it is haunted."

Haunted…

"Hey, who are you trying to scare? Take a chance and visit me. I don't believe that Brother Qin can withstand the abuse of our eighteen riders!" Brother Mosquito put the business card in his arms, "You guys have been using your car these days. If you want to come back, remember, you can only drive a motorcycle, and when the time comes, we will open up the ground and let him see our strength!"

"good!!!"

…

At 6 o'clock in the morning, Qin Kun yawned and rushed home.

While driving the car, Qin Kun muttered to himself: "Stop hiding. The Yin period has passed. No matter how well you hide, I know you are there."

In the back seat, the wedding ghost appeared, covering his mouth and smiling: "Master, I'm worried about you, so let me come and take a look. Since you didn't choose to take us there, I haven't shown up."

I left in a hurry last night and didn't bring any ghost messenger with me. Part of it was because I felt it was useless. A fierce ghost couldn't attack a formidable enemy. Part of it was because I thought there was a Yang person who could help me. I could use even a little bit of ghost energy. There is no one who can influence Yang Ren and can’t help, so it’s better to take action in person.

After telling the story to the Wedding Dress Ghost, the Wedding Dress Ghost felt relieved.

She and Qin Kun were sitting in the elevator and said, "Master, actually I have always had a question. After following you for more than a year, how did you discover that there were hauntings in those places?"

"Didn't I say it before? The seal of the Heavenly Mandate can be known by the inspiration of Heaven."

"Do I believe it?" The wedding ghost tilted his head.

Qin Kun shrugged helplessly: "There's nothing you can do if you don't believe it."

The Wedding Dress Ghost suddenly became depressed: "Okay, actually, I have always guessed that it was spied on by the eyes of the sky."

Um?

The Wedding Dress Ghost said: "With this hope, I want to ask Master to help me find something. I'm stuck and I need that thing to help me advance to the Ghost King!"

Qin Kun was completely shocked when he heard what the wedding ghost said.

Looking at the wedding ghost again, the level has become level 49!

Has it finally reached the bottleneck period? Qin Kun wanted to tell her the truth. If he didn't break through, they wouldn't be able to break through. But what he was more curious about was what she was looking for to advance to the Ghost King!

"I heard you say before that your Yin Dragon was interrupted by Yang Shen?"

"To be precise, it was his men. If his movement skills hadn't caught up with me, that old locust tree wouldn't have had a chance!"

"No matter who interrupted it, Yin Dragon can still be promoted to Ghost King after being interrupted?"

"Haha, my Yin Dragons, they can't be beaten, just like the Hanged Ghost can't be killed. I'm the born Ghost King!"

The Wedding Dress Ghost showed absolute confidence, and then took Qin Kun's arm and said, "Master can't ask more questions about other matters."

Qin Kun touched his nose and was speechless.

It’s so gripping...isn’t this appetizing?