Ghost Shelter System

Linjiang, in January, green willows sprout.

Ancient people liked to put twigs in bottles, so January was called Liuyue.

At the Ghost Hunting Inn, Du Qinghan put the willow vase on the table, adding a lot of elegance.

"Where have you been during this time?" Du Qinghan asked.

"I haven't asked you yet!" Qin Kun acted like the head of the family.

Today, after more than a month, I finally met Du Qinghan, and Qin Kun always felt uncomfortable. Women's worries about men not coming home and men's worries about women not coming home are basically the same mood.

He and Du Qinghan have known each other for several years. If we calculate from the causal line, they have known each other for more than 30 years. They ran around all day long, making Qin Kun wonder whether he was the right partner several times. Although Du Qinghan was kind to him and Xiao Wang, Qin Kun still felt a little uncomfortable without substantial progress.

Isn’t it a pity that even though you have all the driving skills, you don’t have a car to drive at home?

Du Qinghan was still wearing leather clothes and leather boots, with a curvy figure, and his black gem-like eyes flashed with thought: "I went to the grave. After all, I am not watching. The warriors over there... are not honest."

Those who have dishonest hands just love to touch the underworld tools. In this business, there are some things that can be touched and some things that cannot be touched. Life is more important than the underworld tools. This was the rule when the mountain-moving Taoist and the Xiling warriors formed an alliance.

Possessed, with long hair hanging down Qin Kun's face, Du Qinghan hugged Qin Kun from behind. Qin Kun's heart skipped a beat, has the little lady finally enlightened? So intimate?

He smelled the elegant fragrance on Du Qinghan's body, followed it from his hair to his ears, the fragrance was alluring, and just when he was intoxicated, Du Qinghan left.

Well……

It’s still a piece of wood…

"You can't even smell it too much?"

Du Qinghan was suspicious: "Does it smell good?"

"..."

Let’s talk about friendship…

The two of them haven't gained altitude yet.

But now everyone knows that his girlfriend is Du Qinghan.

Even Qi Hongzhuang and Ying Fengyao, who were very close to him, acquiesced in Du Qinghan's status.

Qin Kun always felt that he was at a disadvantage.

It shouldn't be just the name of the main house without the actual status of the main house.

"You seem different from before?" Qin Kun asked.

"Maybe my body has changed, some functions are slowly recovering, and I haven't adapted yet."

Body function restored?

Qin Kun was a little surprised. When he went to Wuwang Country, he heard Li Shenling say that only when there is a breakthrough, some functions will be restored.

Is she about to break through?

Qin Kun thought for a moment and suddenly realized that he still didn't know what Du Qinghan's strength was.

"Don't sit over there, sit over here and I'll help you check your body." Qin Kun greeted warmly.

"No, you smell too bad."

"..." Qin Kun lowered his head, looked at the Fox Emperor in his arms, and smiled.

"Where did this vixen come from?"

The fox was very comfortable in his nest. He glanced at Du Qinghan and then continued to close his eyes.

Qin Kun was ashamed: "He came from an unknown place."

"Huh? Really?" Du Qinghan took out the butterfly knife and peeled an apple for Qin Kun, "She seems to be prettier than Miss Ying, Miss Qi, and Miss Liao."

Qin Kun's heart tightened, how did she know about Liao Xinhu...

And...can she see the true face of the Fox Emperor?

Qin Kun touched his nose and saw the bright tip of the knife flying up and down, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead. He quickly explained: "Don't talk nonsense, this is just an ordinary fox... She gave me eight tails in exchange for her freedom, and asked me to take her away. There, I’m so kind, so I naturally obeyed.”

"Where's the tail?"

"Put it away..."

The tails were indeed put into the urn by Qin Kun, but what was very strange was that the tails were not like other causal threads, which could be put away or taken away. The eight tails disappeared as soon as they were placed in the urn... Seeing that Du Qinghan did not let go Qin Kun was relieved when he took out his tail to prove it.

"Let him sleep somewhere else in the future. I don't like the smell of fox on you." After a pause, Du Qinghan added, "When we were in Kanto, I had a problem with the fox fairy Dima."

Du Qinghan raised his hand and grabbed the fox on the back of the neck. The fox seemed to smile and looked directly at Du Qinghan. But the next moment, the smiling eyes turned into surprise. Du Qinghan directly lifted it and put it on the cat next to him. On the mat, the fat cat was picked up and thrown aside.

Fat Cat is very innocent, and his family is gone for no reason.

The fox was surprised. It had just moved its hands and feet, but it seemed to be useless.

Qin Kun was helpless. It was cold in the store in winter, and the fox could warm her hands. He had no other thoughts... Besides, the fox wouldn't let him touch her belly...

After moving the fox aside, Du Qinghan got closer to Qin Kun: "There is an antique appreciation conference in Linjiang these days. Jiang De invited me to go. Will you go?"

Jiang De, the son of Jiang Boxiu, a black-shirted thief and a disciple of the Qiaoling Gu family, is also the elder brother-in-law of Yuan Xinghan. Qin Kun has no interest in appreciating antiques. If it were weapons and armor, it might be interesting, but bottles and bottles strung with beads are really not interesting to him.

"I'll forget it..."

"Oh, okay. I'll go first then."

At the door, Gilni happened to come in, and Du Qinghan glanced at him: "Bleeding from the seven orifices, heretics practice asceticism. Master, it is difficult to cross the sea of ​​hardships, but to abandon the Dharma boat first is to put the cart before the horse."

Gilni was stunned: "Amitabha, does the female donor know about Buddhism?"

"I don't understand. I know a little bit about Dharmakaya practice."

"A poor monk is taught."

As soon as the motorcycle was riding, Du Qinghan was gone.

Gilni came to Qin Kun and said in fluent local dialect: "That female donor has wisdom."

Qin Kun rolled his eyes at him: "Don't try to trick her. Why, what are you doing here?"

Three days after Gilney came to Linjiang, he discovered that this place was very different from India. The first thing he noticed was that there were hundreds of ghosts walking in this scenic spot at night, and instead of being afraid of pedestrians, they welcomed them.

Such a peaceful place, what a blissful place!

He originally wanted to visit temples across China as soon as he came back, but now he is in no hurry to leave. At least make more money.

"Amitabha, Master Qin said that making money is also practice. I thought about it carefully and found that this statement is true. Now that the Buddha wheel is gone, I am going to start practicing from secular things."

"Speak plainly."

"I want to open a store."

Qin Kun spit out a sip of tea: "Open a shop?"

Gilney nodded: "Make money."

"Why do you make money? I was joking at first. I can lend it to you for whatever expenses you need. You don't need to pay it back." When it comes to money, Qin Kun still has a lot of savings. It doesn't matter if he lends over 100,000 yuan to Gilni. .

Gilney said, "I think this place is going to be turned into a filming location?"

Qin Kun nodded.

"Behind Japan Street, is there an Indian Street?"

Qin Kun thought for a while: "Then I don't know... I haven't been there recently."

"I have several disciples in Bombay, and I also went there to practice for a while..."

"Then what?"

"Bollywood is right there. I saw that a Buddhist-style neighborhood is going to be built here. Can you arrange a position for me? I have no experience, but I have seen a lot." Gilney got straight to the point.

Qin Kun looked at Gilni complicatedly.

The Indian monk's brain circuit is now different from before, so he actually made such a request?

"Uh... let me ask you."

"Okay, find me another helper. You can just send a ghost to give me more ways to make money."

"You're really rude."

Qin Kun didn't object to Gilni's appointment. There was nothing wrong with being a philistine. Anyway, he had already cultivated the Buddha Wheel before. This monk had profound Dharma and would not be deceived by gold and silver. Qin Kun sent a message to Chu Qianxun. When Chu Qianxun heard that he was from India, he immediately agreed.

"Brother Dog, this is a good thing..."

"It's good. He wants to make money and help, so he can just ask for help. Where can I find it for him?"

"I just want to see Monk Shui!"

"no!"

No matter how monk Shui Monk is, he is also the main force under his command, and he is reluctant to loan him out.

But the next moment, Qin Kun suddenly remembered a suitable guy.

"Skinned and headless."

"exist!"

"Go to the ghost town and bring me a friend."

…

Supernatural town.

There are not many tourists at night, some street lights are still on, but the scenery is really beautiful, almost every step of the way, so there are still tourists taking pictures on the street.

On the block, several B\u0026Bs were built in half a month. Chu Qianxun was very creative. He not only sold the land on the barren hill in the back street, but also converted it into B\u0026Bs without affecting the design. Some people live here. Tourists gradually became reluctant to leave.

There is White Lake.

There is a night market.

There is a cinema.

There is a market.

There are fast food restaurants, canals, rivers, bridges, stone roads in the forest, and open underground palaces.

A place where adventure, travel, leisure, relaxation, and film and television entertainment are integrated. So many industries have been derived from one small town. Although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, they like this kind of place.

Besides, in addition to B\u0026Bs, the place I live nearby also has a hot spring hotel.

Life is good, but that’s it.

At night, the skinned and headless man walked openly on the street, followed by a submissive male ghost and his girlfriend.

A few tourists wearing pajamas who came out to buy fast food were not frightened, but even took the initiative to say hello: "Peel, where are Mr. Dong and Brother Longtongue?"

Peipei held a grass branch in his mouth, wearing human skin, and grinned: "They are asleep. Tonight, Touhou and I will patrol the streets!"

The submissive male ghost and his wife next to them were surprised. Who would have thought that one day the interaction between humans and ghosts would be so simple?

"This... Master Peeling, aren't they afraid of you?"

Afraid?

Peipei thought about what the town was like when it was prosperous, and complained: "I'm afraid, I don't know what they think. Not only are they not afraid, they are quite happy to see us."

The world has changed after all, and Peeling can't figure out why the rules of yin and yang have become so lax. Maybe it's because there are too many talismans and talisman formations in the town, so they won't be infected by ghosts, right? It may also be because they have done nothing wrong and are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. All in all, when children saw them on the road, they dared to chat a few words, which made Peipei full of emotions.

Who knows that one day they will be able to live openly and honestly in the world of the sun.

In the past... I wouldn't have dared to think about it.

The male and female ghosts were skinned and led headless to the back streets.

There are many studios, cinemas, and markets, as well as private residences nearby. There is a reed swamp along the path, but it has been transformed into a part of the Japanese Street. The Japanese Street is built along the mountain, with many shrines, thick hemp ropes, Shinto... The archway and huge copper bell add to the original flavor, and it is also connected to a fishermen's wharf, which really has a unique flavor.

The Indian Street next to it has just begun to be built. The street is in the ancient Indian style. The pagoda has been taken shape. Although it is fake, the atmosphere is there. A small temple was originally designed as a temple location, and now the beams and pillars are being erected. Qin Kun and Gilni stood in front of the half-built Buddha statue and spotted them.

"Master, the ghost chef is here."

Skinned and headless, he disappeared, leaving only Chef Gui and his girlfriend A Qin in front of him.

"Young one has met Master Qin!"

Chef Gui and Aqin were kneeling on the ground, but were lifted up by a gust of wind. Qin Kun said with a smile: "Old friends, we don't want to kneel down and worship."

friend……

Hearing these two words made Chef Gui feel warm in his heart.

Regardless of whether Master Qin was being polite or not, the chef ghost felt that no matter what Master Qin asked him to do at this moment, he would be willing to go to pieces.

"Master Qin, is there something wrong with us?" The chef got a little bolder and stepped forward to give Qin Kun a cigarette.

Qin Kun frowned, and the chef ghost suddenly felt that it was abrupt. Just as he was about to take it back, Qin Kun smiled and put the cigarette away.

The Yinxian pot appeared. This pot was used to roll Ming coins. Qin Kun stuffed the tobacco into it and lit it.

Um……

It’s really inferior!

Qin Kun took a sip, let it combust, and then said: "Chef ghost, how is the business during this period? Are you still selling fried yogurt?"

The ghost chef laughed sarcastically: "I used to sell it in front of Master Li's shop, but then I went to the ghost market and sold other things. The old ghosts in Longhuai Ghost Town don't like to eat that."

"Oh? Why not continue to sell it at the entrance of Yuxianting?"

"Hi... After Master Li's shop caught fire, there was an erhu player there. He ate and drank for free every day, and his appetite was quite large. My husband and I are doing a small business, so I'm afraid..." The chef ghost looked depressed. said.

Qin Kun remembered that Li Chong had two ghosts. He had seen the second one once, an erhu ghost, but that guy seemed to be a heroic spirit. Who knew he would like to take advantage of him...

Ah Qin complained: "Master Qin, if it weren't for the erhu player, we both could have bought a car, a real car..."

Qin Kun choked: You two are so stupid that you can drive a real car, but a paper car is enough for you.

"Okay, then I won't say anything else. I want you two to come back to your old business this time, do you want to do it?"

"What old business?"

"Selling Indian flying pancakes."

The chef was stunned. He first met Qin Kun when he was selling flying pancakes. He rubbed the yellow paper into the dough and was almost beaten by Qin Kun. When Qin Kun mentioned this, he said with a grimace: "Sir Qin Master, please don’t make fun of us..."

"I'm not kidding." Qin Kun paused, "You guys will live in India Street with Gilney. It's better than a ghost town."

The chef glanced at Gilney secretly and whispered: "Master Qin... do you mean to let me work for this monk?"

Gilni clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, this poor monk can understand Chinese."

The chef is ashamed, which is embarrassing.

"Ha, haha, Master, I'm just joking..."

Gilney rolled his eyes at Chef Ghost.

Qin Kun said: "Next, you guys talk. If the talks don't work out, he won't make things difficult for you. If the talks are done, you can just follow him and work hard. Of course, you were recommended by me. Let me give you some tips... Learn Regardless of what he wants, Gilney was a great guy before."

Qin Kun said, stretching and leaving.

By now, Chef Gui and Aqin understood the general idea, but what they didn't understand was why this monk wanted to sell flying cakes...

"Amitabha, poor monk Jirni."

"Amitabha, hello master, my name is not worth mentioning during my lifetime, just call me Chef Ghost. This is my girlfriend A Qin."

"The poor monk came to China to seek Buddhism, but making money is also part of the practice. Qin Kun lent me some money, but the poor monk has no way to make money, so I ask you two to help me. In return, I can chant sutras for you. .”

Ah Qin pulled the chef ghost aside: "Seng Fan wants us to make money for him, so let's go... This is a hard work for free..."

Ah Qin always felt that this was unreliable and uncomfortable.

Chef Ghost is kinder after all.

Qin Kun had no prejudice against him and even took care of him many times. This time he suddenly asked him to come over. Even if he did it in vain, he would agree, but it was obviously not in vain. At least he had Buddhist scriptures to listen to.

"Master, we agree!"

oh?

Gilni could hear the female ghost muttering, and thought they were going to bargain, but he didn't expect the chef ghost to agree so readily.

Seeing the sincere expression on the chef's face, Gilney smiled from the inside out: "Then... I have thanked you both."

"Master, you're welcome. However, there are many yang people here, and we are yin people. There are many yin and yang rules. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for us. I hope the master can conceal our identities."

In the past, you only needed to push a cart in Yuxianting and you could leave at any time. You didn’t have to worry about other people’s attention. Who has the time to care about a guy selling fried yogurt?

Now that it's a fixed point, it's different. Even if the goods haven't been purchased for several days, it's hard to tell if someone is watching. Chef Gui has seen dirty tricks before and knows that the rules are strict. He is willing to help, but he doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Gilni smiled slightly: "I have to deal with this problem myself."

So the next evening, there was another stall in the back street of the scenic spot.

Indian flatbread and fried yoghurt.

Gilny became a monk and became a boss for the first time. Seeing that Ergui's business was doing well, his mood became strange.

Seems to be worldly...

It's indeed more interesting than expected.

At night, in the ruined temple, Gilny was still one of the supervisors here. He was guarding the building materials in this neighborhood and checking accounts with the two ghosts.

"Master...we can't use the money in the world, so we don't need to check it, right?"

"It's different. There is vacant land over there and we can build a house for you."

"A house?" The chef smiled bitterly, "We can't use it."

"I'm talking about the shrine."

"Well...not only do you have to spend money, but you also have to consecrate it and make offerings. Not many old ghosts in the ghost town can afford to live in this place."

Do the chef ghosts know that a shrine is a thing? Even though it occupies a small area, there is a cave inside, and it can be worshiped by others. How virtuous and capable they are, and they are not blessed to accept it.

Gilni smiled at them: "I happen to know how to do it. If I make it, it will at least be a big house inside. Don't you... like it?"

The two ghosts were stunned.

A big... house? !

After finishing the calculation, Gilni said: "I need to buy some magic weapon materials, plus the remaining money, you can work hard for another month. But I have to pay back Qin Kun's debt, so it will take another three months to complete the project. But I also have to save some money, so it will take half a year in total, and you will be free. Hmm... I'm a poor monk who is not good at business, but I think that's more or less the case."

Three months? Can you live in a big house? Will you be free in half a year?

Chef Ghost and Aqin seemed to have heard wrongly.

"Master, are you serious about what you said?"

"Of course it's true."

"Master... how big is the house?"

"It should be smaller than the private houses on the neighboring street." Gilney thought for a while.

Smaller...it's also three in and three out!

A Qin was eager: "Okay! Master, we will do a good job!"