Ghost Shelter System

The night is deep, and no matter whether it is a person who stays up late or a wandering ghost, at 5 o'clock in the morning, when day and night transition, no one can resist the inexplicable sleepiness.

The gurgling river flows through Wushen Town. There seems to be a temple in the town, and the sound of bronze vessels can be vaguely heard.

Qin Kun remained motionless, staring at the ceiling as if in a daze.

The beauty was lying next to her, wearing pajamas, which was as sultry as the moonlight. Du Qinghan noticed that Qin Kun was awake and whispered: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Watch the night." Qin Kun replied simply.

"Where are Niu Meng and the others?"

"This time I come out to relax and consolidate my skills. I won't rely on them for now."

Consolidate the skills?

Du Qinghan stretched out his hand and placed it on Qin Kun's lower abdomen.

Qin Kun's heart skipped a beat and he turned around and said, "This position is very ambiguous."

Du Qinghan leaned against Qin Kun's shoulder and whispered, "Are you absorbing the earth's spiritual energy?"

Qin Kun suddenly had no intention of teasing anymore.

I feel strange in my heart.

He had never told anyone about the function of Kunlun Bone. How could Du Qinghan know that he was absorbing the earth's spiritual energy?

"How did you find out?"

Du Qinghan said: "It's not possible to practice Kung Fu like this. Any more practice will be caused by external forces. Do you have any Kung Fu that can strengthen your foundation?"

Guben...

Qin Kun was confused: "What is a solid foundation?"

Du Qinghan said: "Your current technique treats you like a balloon. It fills up when you use it and deflates when you don't use it. Although the air path can be too restricted, if it is a little far away from the earth veins, this technique is useless at all. Moreover, After removing the yin from the corpse ground, the absorbed qi will affect one's own consciousness. In severe cases, there will be backlash, which is no different from the upper body of a ghost. The technique of Guben is to store the qi, just like compression, compressing the gas into a liquid , stored in the body.”

Qin Kun was stunned. He never knew that Du Qinghan was so knowledgeable.

He thought about it carefully, and if we were talking about strengthening the foundation, it seemed that he had learned one.

What I learned together with Poxu and Hong Shuang is called Bone Washing Kung Fu.

Qin Kun thought and started to work.

"Huh? So enlightened?" Du Qinghan accidentally discovered that Qin Kun was actually circulating the absorbed spiritual energy, washing his bones, as if baptizing them.

"Listen to me, cause it to enter the body, sink into the dantian first, and then disperse!" Du Qinghan pointed at Qin Kun's lower abdomen, "The reason why the dantian is important is that it is the only place in the human body that can contain spiritual power!"

Qin Kun did as he was told, and spiritual energy continued to flow in. When he could no longer enter, the energy in his Dantian was mobilized to wash his limbs and bones.

According to what Du Qinghan said, Qin Kun was rinsing his bones while concentrating his energy. It was difficult at first, and the pain was like scraping the bones. Along with the pain of acupuncture, it made people want to die.

After several interruptions, Du Qinghan tapped the air points to alleviate the crisis. With Du Qinghan as protector, Qin Kun slowly understood the trick, and soon he was sweating profusely.

"The spiritual energy stored in it is neither yin nor yang. Your technique is very special. It seems to be bathing the bones. The spiritual energy will just force the yin energy out of the body."

Qin Kun's whole body was now red and smoking like a steam engine.

The qi and blood of the Bone Washing Technique suddenly began to increase from +20, and it reached a full 100 before stopping.

After exhaling for a long time, Qin Kun's mind was clear and he clenched his fists. As long as he exerted force, the energy from his Dantian would flow into his arms, as if there was an extra air pump!

Du Qinghan marveled in her heart. Although she had lost a lot of memory, her knowledge of the exercises was still there. She had never seen Qin Kun's strange exercises before.

Moreover, is his understanding too strong?

One point is all it takes, this... monster, right?

"Hahahahaha, feel comfortable!"

Qin Kun hugged Du Qinghan and kissed him hard on the face.

Du Qinghan's face was cold, and a butterfly knife fell into his hand. Qin Kun easily pinched her wrist and said with a smile: "Kiss her without losing any flesh, sleep!"

The butterfly knife was clamped between two fingers, and was thrown out by Qin Kun with a whoosh, inserting into the wooden beam. Du Qinghan felt that the yang energy in Qin Kun's body was like a furnace fire, and it was very sultry as he hugged him.

"release!"

"Shh... I have something to do at noon. I just finished practicing. It's too hot. You're so cold. It's just right to hold you."

Du Qinghan's nails suddenly grew longer. Qin Kun opened one eye and smiled: "The exercise I just performed caused my yin energy to fade away and my yang energy to be strong. You know what kind of reaction a sudden strong yang energy will cause. I have been very restrained." ! If you don’t sleep anymore..."

Qin Kun opened the elastic band of Du Qinghan's collar and flicked her.

"lecher!"

Du Qinghan's sharp nails tried to pierce Qin Kun's back several times, but in the end he made no move. He huddled in Qin Kun's arms and slowly closed his eyes.

…

The next day, at noon, when Qin Kun woke up, Du Qinghan was already eating breakfast outside.

Washing in the mountain spring, watching the mountains and smelling the fragrance of flowers, Qin Kun looked up at Wushan in the distance outside the Wushen Inn, feeling relaxed and happy. The open-air dining table harmoniously complements the bluestone in the yard. This beautiful scene only appears in the picture.

Wushen Town is a representative town for the Ba people. It has a strong religious color of primitive witchcraft, with totems, decorations, smoke and fire, and everything similar to shaman elements.

"Director Qin, where are we going today?"

After finishing their meal, Chen and the others went out and looked at Qin Kun and asked.

"Look at the place where the witch festival is held."

…

Tan snake altar.

Located ten miles outside Wushen Town.

Unlike the altar in the town, which is open to tourists and has a performance nature, the one outside the town is the real altar.

From the perspective of the ancients, major national events are closely related to sacrifices and wars. Only by worshiping the gods sincerely and having brave tribal warriors can we live a good life.

The Snake Altar outside the town is located in a stone cave at the foot of the mountain. Once you enter the cave, you will see ferocious painted stone statues inside. Those stone statues are all kinds of evil spirits. White curtains hung from the ceiling of the cave, and the faint smell of incense seemed to penetrate the cave and fill the air.

"This hole is so big!" Tu Xuanxuan sighed with emotion as she used the brazier as a backdrop, and took out her camera to take pictures.

There were several clicking sounds. In this dim environment, the flashlight made the eyes a little dazzled. Qin Kun suddenly said: "Xuanxuan, put the camera away."

"Oh, alright."

For some reason, when Tu Xuanxuan was taking pictures, there was a dangerous aura. Qin Kun was instantly alert. He looked at the corners of the cave with his eyes, but found that there was no ghost aura, and the dangerous feeling disappeared.

Strange.

Photography was not allowed, and there was a sketch master in the team.

Yuan Xinghan held the brush, just like a human-powered camera, and met everyone's painting requirements one by one. On the drawing paper, the characters were lifelike, and the stone statues were also presented on the paper by Yuan Xinghan, showing the appearance of the environment at once.

Yuan Xinghan became the core of the team, so Qin Kun retreated to the position of bodyguard. Seeing how enthusiastic they were painting, he didn't say a word to remind them, which would disrupt their interest.

The Snake Altar is located inside the mountain. The space inside is more than enough for a thousand people. There are many stone statues in such a large place, and I don’t know why it was built in the first place.

Just for the sacrifice alone, the scene would be too big.

"Why are there still pornographic sculptures? Artists, take a photo with me!"

Xu Yang stood in front of a sculpture and looked at it curiously. The evil spirit of this stone statue seemed to be molesting a woman. It seemed that this woman could not escape the clutches of the devil.

Xu Yang put one hand on the woman's chest and looked at Yuan Xinghan obscenely. He seemed to feel that this was inappropriate. Instead, he was protecting the woman and he was upright.

"Hey, are there still ghosts who are afraid of people? Brother Yuan, give me one too!"

The stone statue next to Wu Senran is a ferocious evil ghost, begging for mercy. Wu Senran stood in front of the evil ghost with a condescending aura.

"Brother Yuan... there are ghosts here asking for love, how about... give me one too?"

Tu Xuanxuan stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and said shyly in front of the evil ghost who was wooing her heart and soul.