Ghost Shelter System

An MPV was driving a group of people on the road to Jinling City.

Qin Kun was sitting comfortably in the passenger seat, and the car was parked near the ruins of the city wall.

Li Chong and Chai Ziyue left the army to go to Huaqianyue. Qin Kun, Chu Qianxun, and Han Yao accompanied the fat man to pay homage.

The beautiful land in the south of the Yangtze River, the imperial state of Jinling.

Walking on the street, when the lights are on, there are groups of beauties and handsome men, all graceful. In addition, because it is summer, this city and this scenery form a beautiful scenery.

It was difficult to find a deserted place to worship, so Wang Qian and Han Yao finally found a deserted place, took out the prepared copper basins, incense candles, and paper money and laid them out. The flame ignited, Wang Qian handed the memorial text to Han Yao, and Han Yao presided over it.

Most of the eulogies were remembrances, praises, and somewhat sad. Wang Qian knelt on the ground. Qin Kun and Chu Qianxun also stood aside solemnly, listening to the eulogies in which the merits of Master Wu Yunzi were praised, and Wang Qian expressed that he had gained The Tiantai pen will definitely shoulder the heavy responsibility and is determined not to let the magic weapon be shamed.

I also feel that the way of life and death has been passed down from generation to generation, and there are successors.

"After the ceremony, perform three kowtows and make offerings!"

Wang Qian kowtowed three times, placed the incense candles, and some tributes. The incense from the offerings shot up into the night sky like pillars.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly appeared, blowing the candlelight swaying.

Qin Kun squinted his eyes and looked up, and saw many phantoms suddenly appeared on the city wall. The phantoms gradually stared, and they turned out to be a group of fierce ghosts!

When the Menggui Travel Agency opened a tour for the second time, he went to the ancient capital of Chang'an. At the top of Chang'an City, there were countless fierce ghosts. The Qin Army, the Iron Armor of the Western Han Dynasty, and the Xuanjia Army of the Tang Dynasty guarded the star-like tomb of the emperor in Guanzhong. He was so shocked that his eyes were filled with shock. To fall.

Today he once again saw the evil ghosts appearing openly and openly at the top of the city.

On the city wall several feet high, dozens of fierce ghosts wearing hats, helmets, and round collars looked down with evil eyes.

"How dare you, the devil, to offer sacrifices at will? Disrupting the ghost spirit of our Jinling King's City!"

With stern voices and looks, these fierce ghosts stood high above them. They took a step forward, disappeared, and appeared in front of several people the next moment.

Wang Qian, Han Yao and Chu Qianxun were stunned for a moment when they saw Yi Shui's hat, helmet and round collar.

Wang Qiandao: "Who are you? In broad daylight, how dare you come to the world to act like a fool! Are you tired of living?"

There was an obvious contrast in the surrounding temperature. The closer to Qin Kun, the temperature seemed not to be affected. The farther away from Qin Kun, the biting chill gradually deepened. Wang Qian, who was the farthest, even shivered.

After the group of phantoms appeared, the leader Li Gui put a knife on the ground with both hands and said arrogantly: "I am the deputy commander of the Zhidu Commandery Department, Jiang Chen!"

Guard the direct command department?

Wang Qian looked at Han Yao and whispered, "Where is this?"

Han Yao replied in a low voice: "The predecessor of Jinyiwei. It was established by Zhu Yuanzhang."

"Be bold!"

"presumptuous!"

"If you dare to call His Majesty by name, you will be killed without mercy!"

Clang, clang, clang, a dozen simple knives were drawn out, and the cold light shone. The group of people stared at Han Yao with their eyes like wolves.

Han Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was the one who bullied the ghosts in other places. How come he was bullied by the ghosts here?

Han Yao was not weak in strength. After being branded with the Ten Marks of Death, he stayed in the funeral parlor all year round. He was with the dead all the time. The evil energy surged out of him, and the hearts of the dozen or so evil ghosts were shocked.

"Head, tough fight!"

"Call someone!"

A whistle blew, loud and clear in the wind.

The strong wind blew out the candles and scattered the incense offerings in the air.

Han Yao looked at Qin Kun with a wry smile: "Brother Kun, you have to cover me."

"Me? Just a dozen or so ghosts. You are too low-key now..."

Even if there are more than a dozen more, Qin Kun doesn't think what will happen to the true inheritance of the sacrifice family. It's not a real fight. Han Yao is a master of Taoism and can't see the possibility of losing.

"No, I'm afraid of disturbing the local balance of yin and yang... If a group of ghosts appear to cause chaos in the yang world because of me, my sin will be very serious..."

Qin Kun smiled slightly: "No, I have been to Chang'an."

Han Yao was puzzled. Chu Qianxun and Wang Qian were also confused.

Qin Kun explained: "In our eyes, these are ghosts, but they are probably the ancestors of the local residents. They are not as scary as we thought. Their obsession with existence is to protect this city and their descendants. Soil Baby, you are the true heir of the family sacrifice. When we usually worship our ancestors, what do we sacrifice? Forgot?"

Han Yao was startled and nodded as if he had been taught something.

People have human nature, and ghosts have their own ways. Since their existence is reasonable and they have lived in peace for so many years, they cannot harm the human world for some excuse. The human world has their concerns, unless they are those people who have no conscience.

There was another gust of wind, and more than thirty evil ghosts surrounded Qin Kun and others. Jiang Chen, the deputy commander just now, bowed down, and there was an evil ghost next to him.

"Commander of the Imperial Guard Command, I have met all the masters."

Han Yao's evil spirit was still lingering, causing the commander to wrinkle his eyes. He was a ghost like a eunuch, with a pale face and no beard. He was old, and his eyebrows covered his eyes. He looked like he had lived a long life. It was obvious that he would still serve the Guards Division after he got old. He must have been a favorite of the emperor during his lifetime.

Seeing that Han Yao, Wang Qian, and Chu Qianxun had a tendency to fight, Qin Kun was afraid that they would lose their temper and be destroyed by these guys, so he stepped forward and said hello: "Master Commander, I am Qin Kun."

The commander's calm smile faded and he suddenly spotted Qin Kun's figure.

When he arrived here just now, there was no Qin Kun in his sight at all. It wasn't until the other party spoke and vented his yang energy that he saw another person!

hiss……

The commander did not dare to neglect, I am afraid this is not an ordinary Taoist priest.

"It turned out that I went to Master Qin. I admire the master's subtle teachings. I wonder where he inherited his master?"

This is the battle of the rivers and lakes. It is necessary to decide whether it is necessary to be polite before fighting.

He came to pay homage tonight, and Qin Kun didn't want to conflict with the local ghosts.

I just observed that although these guys are full of grievances and obsessions, they don't smell at all. They obviously stick to their duties. Qin Kun finds this kind of ghosts who have still kept their duties for hundreds of years very pleasing to the eye.

"Buyusan."

"Buyusan?!"

"Commander, sir, do you know?"

The commander, who looked like an old eunuch, nodded: "Of course! Maoshan Mountain is less than a hundred miles away from this place. Fuyu Mountain is the companion peak of Maoshan Mountain, so I know it. It turns out that all the masters are disciples of Fuyu Mountain. I'm disrespectful."

Having said that, the matter should be over.

Qin Kun said to the commander: "I don't dare to take it. I dare to ask the commander, why does my brother pay homage to his ancestors and arouse the hatred of the Guards Department? Can you give us an explanation?"

This issue is to give Wang Gan an explanation.

Anyone who pays respects to his seniors in a good manner will be hostile to the ghost, and will lose face.

The commander Jie Jie smiled and said: "This is the rule of Jinling. Although we and other archguards patrol the city here, there are also other evil spirits who are not long-sighted. The worship of the master is so rich and delicious, I am afraid it will attract some unscrupulous people. We can't explain it to His Majesty the funeral sky for hurting Yangjian Erlang with something in his eyes."

So that's it.

Qin Kun nodded and saw that Wang Qian and Han Yao's anger and doubts had disappeared. He laughed, took out a stack of silver ingots and said to the commander: "It turned out to be a misunderstanding. Please accept these offerings." , invite brothers to have a drink, we are the ones who are abrupt today."

Wang Qian and the other three were speechless. It seemed that Qin Kun was the only one who could get along with ghosts.

If this matter falls on me, there will most likely be a conflict.

"Miss, have you noticed that Qin Heigou has changed a lot in the past two years?"

Chu Qianxun nodded: "I used to give him a good beating first, but now he is much more experienced."

Han Yao added: "It feels like Brother Kun regards ghosts as human beings. Is this... really good?"

No one could comment on whether this was good or not. While the three of them were muttering, another gust of wind blew and seven fierce ghosts appeared.

"Hahahaha, a bunch of bastards, why don't you call them such a delicious incense offering?"

The commander narrowed his eyes: "Jiefan camp... Soochow old ghost, you are not dead yet?"