Ghost Shelter System

Early in the morning, the head of the Du family didn't know how Qin and Kun could leave so fast.

"Master Li..., I told Yuan Xiao Du'er a complete life yesterday, but you are too ungrateful. Last night, I left early this morning, and the bed was still cold, so I lifted my pants and refused to recognize anyone. Already?!"

Du Buyu blocked the door, very dissatisfied.

Li Chong looked innocent: "Master Du, it was Qin Kun's idea to leave today. He, he is more anxious than me."

Um?

Du Buyu saw Qin Kun saying goodbye to Du Qinghan in the room. Master Qin didn't look like a heartless person, right? Why such a rush?

inside the house.

Du Qinghan was lying on the dressing table, holding his chin and tilting his head, looking at Qin Kun intently.

Qin Kun said while writing instructions: "We will definitely not see each other for many years after our farewell. Don't look for me either. You won't find me. So when you and Du Buyu go to the tomb, you can copy down the important memories and wake up. You can see it.”

"I got it."

"No matter how much you forget, just remember me!"

"I got it."

"If you really see evildoers, don't mess with them, they are not easy to mess with either."

"I got it."

"If anyone messes with you, I'll take note of it, and I'll settle the score with them in 30 years!" Qin Kun thought of Tian Jin, who was obsessed with evil, so he pinched off a pencil and replaced it with another.

"I got it."

"You and Du Buyu are blood-cutting corpses. It's no problem to deal with ordinary people in the world. But if you are a more powerful member of the secret sect, I will leave you with a way to practice. Remember to be diligent."

Qin Kun thought for a while and wrote down the operation method of Bone Washing Gong.

When the system is given to you, you can use it directly, but you don't know what the method is. It's like a worker who operates a precision instrument. He knows how to use the instrument, but doesn't know the manufacturing process of the instrument. Many years later, Du Qinghan guided him about the gong. Qin Kun felt that leaving these behind would definitely not cause confusion in the line of cause and effect.

"Kung Fu? Zhong's cultivation technique is to eat, drink and sleep. It basically relies on talent. Is there any other technique?"

After Du Qinghan finished speaking, he found Qin Kun's big hand on his abdomen.

With a chuckle, Du Qinghan looked at Qin Kun with a blushing face: "Uncle is still in the yard."

"Shh!"

After Qin Kun finished speaking seriously, suddenly a spiritual power started to move.

Du Qinghan raised his eyelids in surprise and looked toward his abdomen.

It’s spiritual power, that’s right!

She was a corpse with amputated blood. She was a zombie first, and she had the strongest sense of the spiritual power of the earth's veins. This spiritual power was equivalent to the artificial earth's spiritual power. She immediately realized that this technique could definitely exercise her physical body.

"Is this... left for me?"

"Yes, there is also a corpse-dismantling move, which requires spiritual power to operate. It is no worse than Bai Chuang's Li Huo Jin! These two moves, plus your own special physique, are enough to save your life."

"Bai Chuang... such a familiar name." Du Qinghan couldn't remember it, but he didn't want to think about it, "Qin Kun, what are you going to do?"

"Escape first, then go back."

"Back to where?"

"Return to the place where we will eventually meet."

What should be explained has been explained, and what should be enjoined has been entrusted. But Du Qinghan didn't hold anything back.

Qin Kun left, riding his bicycle, carrying Han Miao, who was still awake, with Li Chong trotting behind him.

On the stone wall of Dujiazhai, a woman wrapped in a headscarf and a cotton-padded jacket watched her husband leave from a distance. The morning sun was like blood today, and Qin Kun's shadow was very long, but he could not reach her side.

The lanterns were not unloaded, the red candles were still there, and there was still the smell of Qin Kun in the house, but it seemed that the other party was really leaving.

Why didn't I keep it?

Du Qinghan thought about it and couldn't give an answer. Heaven and earth travel backwards, time passes by, life on the vast earth is only a moment, not to mention love.

"Uncle, will he come back?"

Du Buyu didn't speak, but after a while he slowly said: "Girl, don't be stupid. You are stupid, he does not belong to you."

Whether it's love or romance, Du Buyu has finally fulfilled his brother's last wish. In the future, he can give Du Xingyun an explanation when he goes to Bailong Temple to burn paper.

However, he did not believe that Qin Kun would come back for Du Qinghan. Because no one leaves the next day.

"Yeah...he doesn't belong to me. He doesn't even belong here..."

Du Buyu was confused and didn't know why his niece felt this way. It sounds a bit profound at first, but it also sounds a bit sinister when you think about it carefully. After all, maybe even she herself didn't know why she could express such emotion.

"but……"

Du Qinghan paused, breaking the tranquility of the morning, "I belong to him."

Du Buyu was stunned.

Du Qinghan smiled: "So...whether it is ten years, twenty years, or thirty years, I will still find him and be with him."

The backs of Qin and Kun disappeared, and Du Qinghan turned around and walked back casually.

Looking at his niece whose expression had not changed much, Du Buyu whispered: "Chier, is that the case?"

In any case, what Qin Kun did was not honest. He is so dishonest, why do you still want to go find him?

"I am his wife, shouldn't I?" Du Qinghan asked.

"this……"

"Oh, I forgot, uncle doesn't have a wife or children, so you may not understand love."

Du Buyu took a breath and kicked a stone far away in anger.

"Ouch..."

A figure came from the grass not far away: "Master, calm down, it's me!"

Shopkeeper Wen covered his swollen forehead and said sadly.

"What are you doing over there?"

"Master, something happened. Gu Shunzi was beaten. A vicious old man seemed to have found your phone number. This number was the one Gu Shunzi applied for first, and he was arrested!"

Du Buyu was stunned.

That's right, this Big Brother thing was given to him by Gu Shunzi. He said it was convenient to contact him, but he didn't refuse.

But...I didn't do anything excessive. Why did he arrest Gu Shunzi?

In the Panjiayuan area, Gu Shunzi's Qiaoling Antiques is the cleanest antique store.

"I don't know! Anyway, the Qiaoling Gu family said they had turned us in. That vicious old man has a lot of background, so let's avoid him!"

Du Buyu pondered for a moment and then said: "No need, Shopkeeper Wen, you take Xiao Du'er away, I'll guard here."

"ah?"

"Ah what! Gu Shunzi is not far from us, you should set off quickly!"

Shopkeeper Wen smiled sheepishly: "No, Master, I just want to ask where to go..."

"Anywhere will do!"

…

…

In Jizhou, a hale and hearty old man was sitting on a jeep. Behind the old man was a plaque wrapped in black cloth. In addition, a young man with oily hair was driving, holding a cigarette in his mouth and looking at his side. He looked at the passenger Gu Shunzi, who had a bruised nose and swollen face. He wanted to speak several times but didn't.

As the jeep drove through the Taihang Mountains, the old man opened the window to get some air, looked at the mountains outside, and said calmly: "Feng Qiang. I heard... do you know each other?"

The old man was sitting in the second row and asked. The driver shuddered and said seriously: "Geppif, you can slander me or be deceived by him, but you can't let my father know! I, Feng Qiang, never know this gang. Tufuzi!"

The old man sneered: "Feng Yi and Feng Wenbiao came to have a son, but they didn't favor him. It's really interesting."

The driver curled his lips and said, "Do you care?"

The old man ignored the driver's attitude and looked at the co-pilot.

"Master Gu, I have no choice but to ask you to guide me this time. If you are reckless, I hope you will understand."

Gu Shunzi, the passenger in the passenger seat, grinned, showing a few gapped teeth, and rubbed his walnut-like eye sockets: "King Ge Long is serious! We are all children in the world, and we don't know each other without fighting!"

As he spoke, the nosebleed soaked the paper, and Gu Shunzi changed another piece of paper and stuck it into his nostril.

"Master Gu, you said last night that the eldest brother was given to Master Du last year, and you also met Sao Konchen last year, right?"

Gu Shunzi now knew everything and talked about it without hesitation. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. After he finished, he looked at Feng Qiang, expecting Feng Qiang to prove it.

Feng Qiang felt bad and pretended to be stupid while driving. Gu Shunzi could only laugh when he saw Feng Qiang ignoring him.

Ge Zhan said calmly: "Team Leader Feng, since you saw Madman Zuo last year, why didn't you tell me!"

In the rearview mirror, Ge Zhan's forehead had veins popping out, and he was clearly on the verge of rage.

Feng Qiang swallowed, took out another cigarette and lit it: "Geppif, you are only half a level above me now, so you have no right to talk to me like this!"

"I'm asking you a question!" The dragon roared and the tiger roared, deafening. Feng Qiang's ears roared and his whole body was shaken.

This old guy is too scary... He roared so hard that his liver trembled. How did his father control them?

"I...cough." Feng Qiang had a flash of inspiration and took retreat as the way forward, "When we first rounded up Sakon Chen, I shot you in the middle. Have you ever experienced it? I don't tell you for your own good. Is it possible that you are happy because you were destroyed?!"

Ge Zhan snorted coldly: "It's not a good thing to hold a gun. I've asked the Zhong family to make a soul-sealing needle. Don't bring the gun by then. You have low skills and can easily injure innocent people."

"you……"

"Feng Yi has agreed."

The driver was discouraged.

After several years of keeping a low profile, the old man has seen through his own weaknesses and used his father to suppress him. It is indeed true that people become better with age.

Ge Zhan was rushing to Luliang, and Jing Sansheng was also planning to go north.

"Senior Brother Chu, Junior Brother Yu, please take care of Kuishan during these days!"

Wearing yellow rubber shoes and cropped trousers, Jing Huhu has a burly figure, and the children are reluctant to part with him.

"Master... don't leave..."

A beautiful little boy with peach blossom eyes was holding onto the corner of Jing Sansheng's clothes with tears in his eyes.

Jing Sansheng touched his head and looked at the disciple next to him who was a few years older: "Yuxuan, take good care of your younger brothers and sisters."

The oldest child was only 9 years old. He peeled off a piece of wine-filled chocolate and fed it into his mouth. He said indifferently: "Oh, it's a small matter."

"You...don't be reluctant to be your teacher."

"Did I?"

The indifferent expression, coupled with the tears and runny nose that inadvertently flowed out, was nothing more than a cover-up.

Chu Dao hugged Jing Sansheng and said, "Junior brother Jing, if you need help, just call. This is senior brother's number."

Saying that, Chu Dao took out a big brother from his sleeve and pinned it on his waist.

Jing Sansheng was stunned: "Senior Brother Chu, where did you... come from?"

"Hey, my bastard boy went to Hong Kong to do business and made some money. I just bought it. It's not much money, only a little more than 20,000."

Twenty thousand? !

Yu Yuexian's eyes lit up: "Senior brother, is it really that profitable along the coast?"

Chu Dao nodded: "I heard that it is very developed there, but Linjiang is incomparable."

Yu Yuexian had already begun to wonder whether he should open some entrances to the hall. Anyway, there were strange things going on there. Instead of handing it over to some ignorant Nanmo guys, it would be better to hand it over to them.

Jing Sansheng saw that his senior brothers and junior brothers had changed their minds over the years, and lamented that the world was no longer what it used to be, but he didn't have any objections.

There were more and more children in the old house in Kuishan. Uncle Ge and his own salary could no longer sustain Kuishan's food and drink expenses. They often received support from Qixing Palace and Qingzhu Mountain. He sighed and turned to leave.

Going north from Linjiang, you need to take a boat and transfer. Along the way, Jing Sansheng's travel expenses were almost spent, and he finally arrived at Sangyu City.

There is a temple next to Baishi Street, which is full of tile-roofed houses. The ground is bumpy, the dirt road is puddled with water, and there are vegetable leaves dumped on the street. The environment is very poor, and the smell is overwhelming.

Business is nothing but tepid everywhere.

But no matter how good the business is, Baishi's shop always looks deserted and dark, and has nothing to do with the excitement.

Two lifelike paper figures stood at the door. Jing Sansheng entered a shop, where the boss was tying wreaths.

"Blessings will last through the ages, and Yin's merits will be immeasurable. What does the guest need?"

A young man in a coarse cotton-padded jacket stood up to greet him. Some of the cotton on his body was leaking out. But the next moment, after he saw the burly visitor clearly, his smile froze: "Senior Brother Jing...Jing."

"Junior brother Ning."

Jing Sansheng stood there, looking like a big fool and didn't know how to exchange greetings. He continued, "Uncle Ge asked me to come to Beidi."

"Senior brother...have a cup of tea first. I still have some work to do, I'll finish it soon..."

Ning Bu wanted to let his apprentice go out and poured a cup of tea for Jing Sansheng.

Jing Sansheng drank it all in one gulp and saw that Ning Buwei was busy, so he went over to help.

As a result, the help became more and more busy. Jing Sansheng blushed and felt a little embarrassed. How could such a small thing as tying a wreath fall into his own hands?

He would rather do nothing or push him, and occasionally remind him or her. Jing Sansheng has a strong self-esteem and is a fast learner. He gradually mastered the trick after a while.

The half-finished wreath was finally finished, and a woman with braids also walked in.

"Senior brother, did you call me?" The woman had big eyes and average features, but her voice was very clear. It seemed that she had some ornaments on her body, and it jingled as she walked.

"Junior sister, Senior Brother Jing is here."

Jing Sansheng saw that the person who came was a girl. He was not very familiar with her, but after catching a glimpse of the bell on her wrist, Jing Sansheng stood up and said to the woman, "Junior Sister Ma."

"The underworld gently activates the soul-stimulating rhythm, and the divine sound of the air confuses the sky... The Zhong family, Ma Xiaohua, has met Senior Brother Jing."

"Comrade from Fuyu Mountain, you're welcome..." Jing Sansheng's cheeks suddenly turned red and he whispered, "I... I came to Beidi this time and I have some things to do. But I've run out of dry food and I'm almost running out of money. You guys Can you give me something to eat and show me the way to Dujiazhai in Luliang..."

The three embarrassed people all lowered their heads.

However, after Jing Sansheng expressed his embarrassment first, the restless hearts of the other two slowly calmed down.

"Senior brother... I told you earlier..." Ning Buwei scratched his head, "I thought Uncle Ge was going to send you to teach us a lesson..."

Ma Xiaohua didn't say it clearly, but she breathed a sigh of relief and obviously thought so.

Jing Sansheng smiled awkwardly: "Uncle, what he said is over, don't worry..."

As he spoke, his stomach suddenly growled.

Jing Sansheng was stunned for a moment. He saw the two of them suppressing their laughter. He laughed stupidly first, and then the three of them burst into laughter. The atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Ma Xiaohua said: "I'll go cook first, senior brother, try my handiwork!"

Ning Buwei took out a smoking pot from nowhere and stuck it on his mouth: "Senior Brother Jing is blessed, Junior Sister Ma's craftsmanship is outstanding!"