Ghost Shelter System

Counting the days, Halloween is three days away.

When I used to work at a funeral home, some of the older employees in the unit disliked Western holidays like Halloween and were curious about what to do with it.

Director Wang, a genius in the business world, revealed the true meaning of celebrating the festival.

These are all gimmicks created by modern society for commercial purposes. Everyone wants to have fun and relieve stress. Vendors make money and popularity. The development of shopping malls has boosted the economy and increased local tax revenue. Small factories got orders.

Killing multiple birds with one stone, Director Wang feels that at least there is nothing wrong with the business logic.

In fact, many Westerners are also opposed to the festival. This festival was originally a celebration of all the saints in heaven, and it was a religious ceremony. However, it has changed its flavor due to the hype of many vendors, and it is not serious at all.

It's a pity that opposition is opposition and approval is approval.

Halloween has spread in some unique form.

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"Wang Qian, how is the contact with the crew?" A woman wearing a headscarf asked at the Ghost Hunter Inn. Next to her is an oil lamp, and she is writing at her desk.

"Six crews are cooperating in the event. Director Zhang Ping is also here. He and I are talking."

"Okay. Senior Brother Han, where are your Paper Man and White Team?"

"Junior sister Chu, do you really want it... Uh, I mean I've already found it... You agreed to give me an internal price when you renovate the funeral parlor at the end of this year, don't forget it."

"Black Tiger, is it okay for you to have some pretty girls in your venue?"

The green-bearded man held a cigarette in his mouth, crossed his legs, and waved casually: "It's a small matter, but don't let Ziyue know about it. Also, can I pull up a banner to promote Yuxianting?"

"What do you think?"

Green-skinned Hu chuckled and scratched his head.

"Uncle Yu, the talisman here depends on you. It doesn't have to be too good, just don't let the ghost energy escape."

The thin black-faced old man asked: "Are you serious? Okay, look at me from Qingzhu Mountain. But the magic weapon you mentioned about the combination of the floating feather talisman and the ghost cloth shoes, do all the proceeds really belong to my Fu Sect?"

"Um."

After Chu Qianxun answered casually, he saw Qin Kun walking in.

"Qin Heigou, as the head of the Fuyu family, why don't you see anyone all day long?"

Qin Kun looked around. Everyone from Fuyu Mountain was there. There was such a big battle. If he hadn't heard their conversation and knew that they were preparing for Halloween, Qin Kun would have thought that something had happened in some ghost town and was preparing to go out.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"Why don't you see anything wrong when the inn pays dividends every month?"

Chu Qianxun was complaining, and Qin Kun laughed: "Everyone, we are all here."

The first person to greet him was Han Yao, with a round face. Han Yao said in surprise: "Brother Kun, has the matter been resolved?"

Qin Kun nodded: "It's a small matter."

"Han Miao called me and said that you two have turned into some kind of butterflies and that you should stay at a high place and make a mess. I don't know what happened, but seeing you come back makes me relieved. By the way, What happened to the butterfly?”

Qin Kun coughed dryly: "Ignore him, he is talking nonsense."

There were a bunch of people in the room, with Chu Qianxun looking at them first, but the one sitting at the head was Yu Yuexian.

Seeing Qin Kun come back, the head of Fu Zong stood up and gave up his seat, but Qin Kun pushed him down: "Yu Hei Lian, your face is red today, Fu Zong has big business again?"

"That's not...that's not the case." Yu Yuexian sat upright, "I am devoted to Taoism and stabilizing Yin and Yang. What does the smell of copper in the world have to do with me? I am just helping the granddaughter of Chu Laoxian."

Look at how you're pretending, I don't know you yet.

Qin Kun rolled his eyes at Yu Hei. This guy was very similar to the copper shopkeeper of Maoshan Sanxuan Sword. He was good at catching ghosts and was good at business. Maybe he had a talent in this area and often enjoyed it.

"Qin Heigou, the eldest lady said that the town needs a celebration. We are discussing it. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Wang Qian rubbed his belly and leaned on the chair.

Li Chong pulled out a cigarette and handed it to Qin Kun, while scorning: "He can have some ridiculous suggestions. Business activities are not fights."

On the one hand, Qin Kun enjoyed Li Chong's helpless behavior, lighting cigarettes and passing the fire, on the other hand, he was despised by Li Chong, and felt very complicated in his heart.

What kind of dog friends are these? Are you talking human language?

No ivory comes out of the mouth.

"I have no suggestions, hey, Du Qinghan? Why are you here?"

In the corner of the inn, Qin Kun saw a beautiful figure with black hair like a waterfall, pupils that almost occupied the entire eyeball, and eyes as deep as black gems. Du Qinghan was dressed in leather clothes and had no breath on him. If he hadn't seen it, Qin Kun wouldn't have been able to feel it.

I haven't heard from her in the past few months, and I haven't responded to her messages. Why did she show up today?

"Miss Chu asked me to discuss something."

Du Qinghan came over and sniffed Qin Kun's body. There was a smell of soot from burning crops. She was quite familiar with this smell.

"Why are you going to the northern farmland? Is there something wrong?"

Can you smell this?

Qin Kun sniffed his arm: "Do me a little favor."

"Take off your clothes and let me wash them for you."

Qin Kun discovered that Du Qinghan had actually brought two bags of new clothes, and immediately changed them for him.

Wearing a brand-name suit, low-key and well-fitted, Qin Kun saw the checkout from Linjiang International Trade Center and looked at Chu Qianxun speechlessly. Isn't this the eldest lady's shopping mall?

Chu Qianxun shrugged: "Hundred Ghost Night Walk, I need Miss Du's help, so I gave her a platinum shopping card. She cares about you, and all she bought were your clothes."

Du Qinghan went to wash clothes, Qin Kun sat down again, Wang Qian curled his lips: "Miss Du is still discerning, the person who dresses you looks like a dog."

"Hahahaha, fat man, don't be envious. Charm, charm!"

Wang Qian suddenly leaned forward: "Qin Heigou, to be honest, I don't envy you. But Li Chong and Han Yao may envy you very much."

Qin Kun didn't know why.

He looked for something in common between the two of them, they both had a partner.

Why does someone envy me?

Chai Ziyue and Tu Xuanxuan are not bad either. Du Qinghan can be more diligent in housework, so he won't be envious.

After Wang Qian finished speaking, Qin Kun noticed that the eyes of the people around him had strange colors.

Including Yu Heimian, everyone looked at him with evil intentions.

Well……

"What are you looking at me for? What do they look like?"

Chu Qianxun raised his brows: "Brother Gou, there are actually two things to do to call you here this time. The second thing is the activities of the Hundred Ghost Night Walk, but this is a small thing, but the first thing is a big thing."

"How big is it?"

"Exceptionally big."

"Which family's great ghost king was born?"

"No, a certain family's little devil was born."

"Fuck, what are you talking about?"

Qin Kun was even more puzzled. At the door, an old tailor and a tailor woman came over: "Xiao Chu, here is the design of the clothes you want."

"Thank you, senior. I really can't afford to order your clothes, and they are overused and overused. I will pay three times the price for the design."

The old tailor chuckled and sniffed the snuff bottle: "It doesn't matter."

The tailor woman also smiled happily, and looked at Qin Kun with a strange look in her eyes.

Qin Kun was still confused and suddenly locked Han Yao's neck: "Tuwa, what happened? Why are the old tailor and his wife looking at me like this?"

Tuwa was the most honest, and he had just helped him. Qin Kun could only open a breakthrough from here.

Just as Tuwa was about to answer, several old men came to the door, as if they were visiting.

Ge Zhan was tremblingly supported by Jing Sansheng, with Su Lin next to him.

Another fairy-like old man strode in with a child in his arms.

"Father-in-law!" The old tailor bowed.

The child in the old man's arms was wearing a small mask and whining, and everyone in the room came over to tease him.

"Hey, little guy, howling like a wolf? You're doing it wrong!"

"Call uncle! Come on, call uncle, and uncle will take you to make a movie!"

"Call uncle, he will take you to the hot springs."

"Baby, call me aunt. How old is he? He still holds a milk bottle. Are you ashamed~"

Chao Zhen came, holding a cute child.

The child was three or four years old and was not afraid of strangers at all. He giggled and bit the fingers of those who teased him.

"Senior Chao, Mo Wuji, why are you here too."

Mo Wuji smiled at Qin Kun: "Qin Kun, congratulations."

"Why are you so happy?" Qin Kun couldn't figure out why these people were so excited today. Seeing the child wearing a mask that looked exactly like Mo Wuji, only a little smaller, I couldn't help but feel teasing.

"You look like a bastard, are you a disciple?"

Mo Wuji took off his mask and revealed his gentle face, still smiling: "Yes. Master has been asking me to teach him some skills during this time. He has good talent. He can be regarded as my first disciple."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, whose child is so lucky to be accepted as a disciple by Immortal Liang Yi."

Qin Kun turned his palm and took out a blood jade, wanting to give it as a gift.

It's human nature to reciprocate courtesy.

But the next moment, Mo Wuji uttered three words, which made Qin Kunlei's body burnt inside and tender outside.

"Your home."

Boom——

Qin Kun's mind felt like a bolt from the blue. At this moment, everyone in the room looked over in amusement.

Qin Kun felt that he had tinnitus, but how could he have tinnitus?

"No...just wait..."

Qin Kun shook his head, as if he didn't hear clearly: "Whose child do you think this is?"

The voice suddenly rose an octave higher.

Mo Wuji word by word, Yun Danfeng said softly: "Your, home. Your! Qin Kun, this is your son."

Snap, Qin Kun sat down on the chair.

Wang Qian raised his voice and said: "Everyone, hurry up and prepare tea for the master!"

Han Yao handed over tea, Li Chong took a rag to fan Qin Kun, and Wang Gan squeezed Qin Kun's shoulders.

"Master, hold on!"

The three of them had arrogant expressions. Seeing Qin Kun's expression, they were very pleased and twisted their buttocks proudly.

"Yours, yours, little! Dog! Smash it!"

"Qin Heigou, Qin Heigou's... little! Dog! Smash it!"

"The master is so excited that he almost faints. Master Ge, give him a punch to revive his blood!"

Wang Gan screamed strangely, and Ge Zhan also walked up and down, singing: "Kun's Kun's puppy smash~"

Damn it! ! !

what's the situation?

mine?

Qin Kun stretched out his hand to touch the child, but shuddered.

Am I a father?

No, let me figure it out...

It's so scary.

Chao Laodao came over and said, "It's a coincidence that there is a Sanren in Jiuye Wuwei who is also a disciple of the Tao of Life and Death. Her name is Zhang Yuelu. She was originally from Wuwei Mountain. She gave me a child half a year ago and said she was my great-granddaughter. . I have had a blood test, and what she said is true. Zhang Yuelu said that the father of the child... is you. I have never been sure, so I can only contact Sakonomi and Ge Laopifu. Ge Laopifu asked someone to get your father in Sanfenshan. Blood samples, final confirmation.”

Chao Laodao, the old naughty boy, was also confused: "Are you happy, are you surprised, are you surprised?"

"This is a shock."

Why the hell am I just going to the North to do farm work, and when I come back I have a three-year-old son?

Fuck me! ! !

In the backyard, Du Qinghan came in after washing clothes. When the child saw her, he suddenly opened his hands: "Auntie~ give me a hug~"

Du Qinghan naturally picked up the child.

Chao Zhen looked at Qin Kun, who was stunned: "Miss Du has been taking care of him at my place during this period. After all, Wuji and I are rough hands, so it is more appropriate for a woman to take care of a child."

The veins on Qin Kun's forehead throbbed.

I don’t understand this world anymore…