Ghost Shelter System

It took three days to get from Xiangxi to Qinkun, Hong Kong.

In fact, it doesn't take that long, and the main time is wasted in various places in the south.

Boss Ding's relatives have lived on the southern coast of China for nearly a hundred years. Over the course of a hundred years, their relationship has been close or loose, but they have always taken care of each other.

But in just thirty years, every member of the Ding family fell into decline.

Qin Kun couldn't believe it was because they got something that didn't originally belong to them, because such an ending was more like a curse.

In three days, Qin Kun visited the other six branches of the Ding family and made a decision in his mind.

The Ding family has visited one after another. The older generation has been completely killed and injured. They died in all kinds of strange ways, and even minor injuries can kill them. The middle-aged generation is almost dead, and the only ones alive have never left. People who go to the ancestral hall of their relatives.

As for the younger generation, the only one left in the Ding family is Boss Ding.

Qin Kun, Liao Xinhu and others were walking on the streets of Tuen Mun, and an elderly housekeeper came to greet them.

"Welcome some masters, please come this way."

Boss Ding is 63 years old this year. His son was involved in a fight ten years ago and died of injuries.

His grandson is sixteen years old, but things don't seem to be going well recently. Under the leadership of the old housekeeper, Qin Kun and his party walked two streets to a wealthy villa area. Qin Kun looked at the villa courtyard and the row of luxury cars parked in the courtyard, and said suspiciously: "You guys are going out. Don’t you even drive?”

The old housekeeper smiled bitterly: "My master has told me not to touch the family's means of transportation unless it is absolutely necessary. At the end of last year, the nanny died in a car accident while driving to buy things. This is already the ninth servant of the Ding family to die. .”

Now the Ding family is like a god of plague, no one wants to pay attention to it. Except for some of the master's overseas properties that still have some income, the others are all cursed and have closed down and gone bankrupt one after another due to certain things.

The villa is very large, and this residential area is more like a manor than a villa. In Hong Kong, where land is at a premium, to be able to own a house like this, you can imagine how wealthy the Ding family was in their heyday.

Under a chic foreign-style building, an old man was pruning flower branches. The old housekeeper stepped forward and said to the old man: "Sir, some masters are here."

Liao Xinhu knew the man, so he cupped his hands and said, "Boss Ding."

"Master Liao, Master Zhang, Master Luo. Thank you for bothering you all so many times to run around with trivial matters."

"Boss Ding, you're welcome. This time we brought a powerful comrade."

The old man nodded, looked at Qin Kun again, and found that it was an unfamiliar face. He forced a smile and said, "You are Master Qin, right?"

"Well, Boss Ding is not looking well, so he should pay more attention to rest." Qin Kun nodded and glanced at the vegetation in the manor.

"I'm old. I don't know when I will die. How can I rest?" Boss Ding smiled bitterly, his words full of sadness and bitterness.

Qin Kun said with a smile: "Don't plant mulberries in front, don't plant willows in the back, and don't plant ghosts and clap hands on the roadside. Boss Ding's habits are quite unique. You have planted all kinds of ghost trees."

Boss Ding smiled tiredly: "It was just a Feng Shui bureau set up by an expert before. The master laughed at it."

Qin Kun did smile. Not only were there mulberry willows and poplars, but also locust trees and bamboos were seen with his eyes. It was hard to imagine how lively it would be to have five kinds of ghost trees in one yard. But he accidentally discovered that this place is indeed a place with excellent Feng Shui. Earth, those ghost trees are just pure yin, not evil, let alone filthy.

In addition, the manor faces the sun and is connected to the sea, and the air dragons on the sea are swimming in the sky, forming an excellent Feng Shui Mingtang.

This Feng Shui bureau is a bit interesting, but it seems useless.

Boss Ding stopped what he was doing, handed the flower scissors to his servant, dusted his clothes and said: "Several masters have come from afar, why don't you go inside and rest for a while."

The room is like a palace. It can be seen that this manor was definitely decorated in a nouveau riche style more than ten years ago. As time went by, the exaggerated style became thicker and became more pleasing to the eye.

Boss Ding said to Qin Kun and his group: "Masters, please take a short rest. I will ask the servants to clean up the room. I will ask you to look around later."

After finishing speaking, Boss Ding seemed to have been drained of energy, and said in a suppressed voice: "Yesterday, my grandson almost drowned while swimming. I have had enough of this kind of torture. Our Ding family now only has this single biography, everyone. Master, please do me a favor and help me find out the reason. Ding Shihui thanks you all in advance."

Boss Ding was scared, very scared. Only after the relatives around him disappeared one after another did Boss Ding feel the great fear. Those kind of relatives who passed away in an incredible way. When each person's life comes to an end, Boss Ding's heart is like being strangled by a rubber band. Hundreds of lives have caused Boss Ding's heart to be squeezed tightly by a big hand. Stay, he can't break free, and he can't escape.

Boss Ding smiled bleakly. He really didn’t know why things turned out like this. Which god did his Ding family offend? Why would God send such retribution?

Boss Ding was a little excited and was helped down by the old housekeeper. After a while, the old housekeeper came out and said to everyone: "Masters, please feel free to investigate."

Qin Kun stood up first, used his Heavenly Eye Technique to break through obstacles, and walked towards the northeast corner of the first floor.

It was a large room, with a 3-meter-high double arch opened by Qin Kun. It was like a museum, with many things on display.

Qin Kun knew that some wealthy people had a collecting habit. Many of the things here were expressly prohibited from being bought and sold, but they were placed in exhibition cabinets for everyone to admire.

Qin Kun scanned the exhibits one by one and saw that the exhibits were divided into three categories.

It seems that Boss Ding loves weapons, so weapons are the largest category. There are all kinds of weapons on display inside, including some unpopular weapons. In fact, the collection value of some weapons made by the private sector is not high, which is not proportional to the difficulty of their maintenance. Those weapons are extremely difficult to maintain and do not have high collection value, so they have become the cheapest collection in the exhibition hall.

The second category is some ship models. Qin Kun was born in the south and is no stranger to ships.

Whether it is a flat boat or a swimming boat, we generally understand what its structure is.

But the ship model in the showcase was more complicated than I knew.

Sea ship!

This is Qin Kun's most intuitive impression. The ship models in the display cabinet are all models of sea ships.

The three-masted ships were all similar. Qin Kun's eyes passed over the ship models. While admiring the exquisite structure, his eyes stayed on the third category of collections.

Jade. Many jades are placed in the display cabinets, which are dazzling. In addition to the jade, Qin Kun also saw some rare treasures, such as coral, gold and silverware, porcelain, etc. Although they did not look very beautiful, Qin Kun was still a little surprised.

Each of these things is worth a lot of money. Ordinary people may not be able to see them even if they only own one, but now they have all become Boss Ding's personal collection.

Qin Kun was pacing in front, followed by Liao Xinhu. Qin Kun stared at a fiery red coral, turned to the old housekeeper who accompanied him and asked: "May I ask what business Boss Ding did before?

The old housekeeper hesitated a little: "Does Master Qin have to ask?"

"It's okay if you don't answer, but I think the reason why the Ding family suffered such a disaster is probably related to Boss Ding's business."

The housekeeper smiled bitterly: "The ancestors of the Ding family were pearl divers. In my generation, they were on the salvage team. They did do some shady business when they were young, but that has passed. And our boss has never killed anyone. This has Other masters can testify."

From the salvage team?

Qin Kun was curious: "Could these collections be the treasures that Boss Ding fished out?"

This kind of question was over the line. The butler looked embarrassed. He didn't want to answer this question, but he found that Qin Kun's eyes were very sharp.

"yes!"

After a stalemate for a while, Boss Ding suddenly appeared at the door and answered decisively, "When I was young, people called me 'golden loach'. Most of these things are my private goods. Master Qin, what else do you want to ask?" ?"

Turn over gold loach?

This nickname is a bit interesting. He comes from a pearl fishing background in the Ding family. This guy is naturally very aquatic, and his family skills will be passed down from generation to generation. No wonder he overreacted to his grandson's nearly drowning.

"The nickname is good, but why does a loach covet something belonging to the Dragon King?"

Boss Ding was slightly startled: "What do you mean by Master Qin's words?"