Ghost Shelter System

The first day of Dan meeting was very lively.

People who knew each other and people they didn't know gathered together. Four guests from Fengdu also came, and three observers from the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation came.

In the unopened area, there are limited wing rooms, so the disciples and elders of the three mountains, three temples, and three temples reluctantly live in the mountains, while the remaining small sects have arranged accommodation for them at the foot of the mountain.

In the evening, it was dark.

Walking on the mountain road, Wang Qian touched his belly and looked very excited: "Qin Heigou, please tell me whether the afternoon meal is delicious!"

Qin Kun also licked his lips with endless aftertaste.

The afternoon meal was a vegetarian meal cooked by the holy monk. The taste made people want to swallow it all. Vegetarian chicken, vegetarian fish, Buddha jumping over the wall, vegetarian three delicacies, eight delicacies and nine treasures, and vegetarian wine. He didn't expect it. Master, not to mention his ghost hunting skills, his cooking skills are so superb.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it...Uncle Ge, was that really made by the holy monk himself?"

Ge Zhan walked in front of a group of people and snorted: "This monk has made a lot of good friends because of his excellent cooking skills. In the past, Zuo Jinchen and Chao Zhen, two old guys who were in the way of life and death, did not even have Yang Shen." If you want to be convinced, just be convinced by the old monk."

Seniors like Xuanru and Huapixian highly admired the craftsmanship of the holy monk. You can imagine how tempting food is.

A group of people from Mount Fuyu were walking on the mountain road. They were chatting about lunch and their regrets about not seeing the holy monk in person. Han Yao felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the dark, cold and cold environment around him. This is obviously a trail in Shanyin, surrounded by ghosts. According to experience, many people have died here.

The shadows of the trees were dancing, and the moonlight stretched their silhouettes very long. No one had a flashlight here, and the road ahead became darker and darker as they walked.

Han Yao opened his mouth and said cautiously: "Master Ge, where are we going?"

We have been walking for more than half an hour. From dusk to now, the sun has set. The road is getting more and more eccentric. Ge Zhan said that they are not staying in Maoshan tonight, and it doesn't look like the road going down the mountain.

"go home."

After Ge Zhan answered, everyone was startled.

Home?

In this group of people, except for Qin Kun, everyone else basically has no more than three generations of blood inheritance. Wang Qian is an orphan, Han Yao is an orphan, Cui Honghu is an orphan, and Chai Ziyue’s grandfather and aunt Chai Qingrong were picked up by the Zhong family. . Chu Qianxun's grandfather, Chu Laoxian, was picked up by the Zhuzong. Li Chong and Jing Sansheng were father and son, but Jing Sansheng was picked up by the Douzong.

For such a large group of people, home is their sect.

There is probably only one place in the world that can embrace everyone and call it home.

Buyeosan.

This road leads to Buyeo Mountain!

The name of the sect has been hanging on me for who knows how many years, but in fact, very few people have actually been to Mount Fuyu.

The initial split between the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect was to stabilize the life and death of the North and the South. Later it became a separation of ideas. After they left Fuyu Mountain, they never went back. However, after a thousand years, this place still belongs to them in China. Home.

Everyone became solemn in unison.

This road up the mountain has been deserted for a long time, Ge Zhan sighed while walking. After the Maoshan Heavenly Master Fang Yantian held the Maoshan Alchemy Conference, they and Yang Shen came to attend the conference. After that, everyone raised money and hired people to build the mountain road. Fast forward 70 years.

The mountain road is made of bluestone and overgrown with weeds. At that time, everyone was poor, so Yang Shen spent a lot of money and used his savings to build this mountain road, just to make it easier for future generations to go home.

As they walked, Ge Zhan began to cry unsatisfactorily.

The crying was incomprehensible.

At first, I sobbed quietly, but when I reached the end of the mountain road and saw an extremely dilapidated Taoist temple, I started to howl.

Ge Zhan has only been to this place twice. The first time was the Maoshan Danhui, and the second time is now. No one could understand Ge Zhan's mood. The old Dragon King wiped his tears. Among his peers, Sakon was the only one left abroad. An indescribable feeling of loneliness swept through his body.

"Uncle Master...take care of yourself..."

Jing Sansheng, Chu Dao, and Yu Yuexian came forward to comfort him. In addition, there were several phantoms beside the Taoist temple, secretly looking at Ge Zhan.

well……

Qin Kun rubbed his eyes. Who can understand this loneliness? Chu Qianxun couldn't help crying, and Chai Ziyue, the two women seemed to have been infected by Ge Zhan after they came here, and found a place where they could let go of their guard and strength.

"Why are you crying..."

Li Chong licked his cigarette-stained teeth, his nose was a little sore, his eyes were red, and he looked at Qin Kun incomprehensively: "Why are they crying?"

"Then why are you crying?"

Li Chong took a puff of cigarette and curled his lips and said, "Smoky."

This is a mountainside with flat terrain. Although it is not at the top, it is very close to the starry sky. There are many stars in the sky, and a different kind of feeling lingers under the sky.

There is sadness, loneliness, and longing here, as well as peace of mind, release, and belonging.

Every plant, every tree, every brick, every ruined temple, Taoist temple, bluestone and moss seems to belong to them.

This is Mount Fuyu, and they are all disciples of Mount Fuyu. They share weal and woe and are closely related.

The breeze blew a stone clean, and Qin Kun lay on the stone and closed his eyes.

This place of peace of mind is my hometown.

There are no words more appropriate than this.

In the Taoist temple, Chu Qianxun put out an oil lamp, Han Yao paid tribute, Li Chong went to make the bed, and Wang Gan threw a dust-purifying charm into the side room and found that he had to clean it up himself. Cui Honghu, a naughty kid, has grown up a bit this year and helps everyone with work. The young disciples of Mount Fuyu kept their homes in order.

A shadow came close to his head and looked at Qin Kun.

The phantom's green face, with fangs, waved its hand in front of Qin Kun curiously.

Qin Kun lay on the bluestone. The bluestone was warmed by the sun during the day. The heat went straight to his back, making him very warm. He opened one eye and said, "Is something wrong?"

"No...it's okay...I've met the guru..."

This was a wild ghost, and he was startled. He found Qin Kun's eyes sharp, a little scared, and seemed to want to run away.

Qin Kun sat up, handed over half a stack of coins and said, "Don't be afraid, I want to ask you something."

The spiritual power of the Ming Coin was pure. The wild ghost stopped and was a little greedy, so he bravely took it, shrank his head and said: "Master, please speak."

"Are you from here?"

"Yes... I was born in the Hongwu period. After my death, I wandered around and accidentally entered Maoshan. The heavenly masters of Maoshan saw that I had no bad karma, so they told me to live on this mountain."

"Why do you call me guru?" Qin Kun thought that he could hide his aura pretty well, and he didn't have any sect clothes, so he was obviously no different from a tourist. Why is he so sure?

"The master was joking. Sometimes when I was young, I would sneak away to Maoshan to enjoy incense and eat... Your feeling is very similar to that of the masters in Maoshan." The wild ghost paused and looked at the Taoist temple and the wing, " I’m afraid these people are all Taoist masters, right?”

Qin Kun smiled: "Well, this hilltop belongs to our family. Come back and take a look today."

"Ah? But there is a king on this mountain...how can it be your family?"

King?

Before Qin Kun realized it, Li Chong, who was going to the toilet outside, suddenly shouted: "Qin Kun! Come here to help, there's a big guy!!!"

Qin Kun took three steps and two steps at a time and quickly ran towards the direction where Li Chong was calling.

I saw a male ghost carrying a mountain ax sitting on the wall not far away, looking at them with an unshaven beard and a sneer on his lips.

“Fuyusan juniors, don’t you know me?!”

"If you recognize your mother, do you dare to give her a name?"

Li Chong was furious. Qin Kun took a look and found that this guy peed on his shoes. No wonder he was so angry.