Ghost Shelter System

Facts have proven that enemies in any difficult situation can become partners.

At this moment, it is already afternoon.

The bicycle was pedaling stiffly, with Qin Kun sitting on the back seat.

The rescue vehicle passing by the Qingdao Road was stunned when he saw this strange painting.

"Da Liu, did you just see a monster riding a bicycle with someone? It was going very fast?"

In the co-pilot next to the driver, a master was carefully recording the location of the landslide with a map. Hearing this, he said without raising his head: "I saw it. Maybe the mountain spirit somewhere was washed out by the rain."

"Don't make fun of me!"

"You were joking with me first!"

Qin Kun felt the howling wind and could push the bicycle speed up to 90 mph. This zombie was working hard enough, but he just didn't know if the chain could hold up.

I don’t know when the friendship between the two started. It may have been that the zombie was buried by a landslide at noon. It was unable to borrow strength from the soil, so Qin Kun dug it out for him.

So now, the zombie insists on taking him on a bicycle, and he doesn't show any pretense.

"Aren't you afraid that I will get angry and twist your head off?"

The heavy rain gradually stopped, leaving only falling raindrops.

Qin Kun asked as he sat in the back seat and wiped the rain off his face.

"I'm afraid, but you have to trust others to some extent. People can't live in doubt all the time."

"Are you still a human being?"

This is a bit harsh.

The zombie didn't mind: "I have been living with doubts when I was alive. It would be best to have less doubts after I die. Otherwise, if I am tired of living, I will be tired of dying too."

"This sounds like a human saying, my name is Qin Kun, what's yours?"

"I don't want to lie to you, because I can't remember. But my last name seems to be Bai... and I seem to have another name..."

like?

This zombie can talk clearly, but he can't recall key memories, and he doesn't know what kind of damage he suffered.

"I do know a zombie named Bai. Have you heard of 'Jiao Gong' Bai Chuang?"

Lao Zheng suddenly trembled: "Bai, Bai, Bai Chuang... who is Bai Chuang... so familiar..."

The zombies were a little crazy, as if they were stimulated.

"Don't think about it if you can't remember it. Old Bai, how did you end up in the Yellow River?"

The zombie thought for a while: "I lost a fight with a guy and was thrown into an underground river. Then I don't know how long it took, and the underground river merged into the Yellow River. And then... I met a strange guy again, who was confused. ,Can not remember."

Qin Kun nodded: "So you really got in the car when you were on the edge of the Yellow River?"

"Yes. The Nine-bend Yellow River is full of floating corpses. I hurt my head and can't find my way back. I originally thought the Yellow River was fine, but during this time the source of corpses has been cut off, so I have to stutter."

The difference in eating habits is indeed the difference between people and different species.

Qin Kun couldn't explain it, but he still found the other party's shining point and said: "Why didn't you do anything to the villagers on both sides of the Taiwan Strait?"

"You must not do anything! Otherwise, you will bring trouble to the mountain!"

The zombie was in fear and kept repeating this sentence.

Qin Kun interrupted the other party: "What place is in the mountains?"

"I forgot too..."

Qin Kun couldn't figure out why.

He has met 'Jiao Gong' Bai Chuang. He is one of the leaders of Immortal Mountain, Gao Ying's master, and Sister Gu's master. These two zombies are still starting a business in the old street of Baihu Town, so Bai Chuang should He is the Lao Zang who has the closest relationship with him in Immortal Mountain.

But the ghostly appearance of the zombie in front of him was not for nothing. However, Qin Kun looked at the zombie's shell and wondered if it was the calcified skin that changed his appearance?

Qin Kun tried to pick at it, but there was not even a gap in the coral reef-like shell, so Qin Kun had to give up.

"Is the mountain you are talking about the Mountain of Immortality?"

"The Mountain of the Immortal... what kind of place is the Mountain of the Immortal..."

Seeing that he was in special pain, Qin Kun comforted him and said, "Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore. There is a small road ahead. Ride over and take a look."

The path was a bit muddy, making it difficult for bicycles to walk on. Qin Kun put away his car and walked on the road alone. Generally, the forks next to the main road usually represent villages. Qin Kuncai suggested coming here to take a look.

The clothes were soaked and needed to be dried, and the zombies needed food. It was not long before they could reach the town, and they had to rest first.

Moreover, by letting the zombies show their faces during the day, Qin Kun could find excuses to cover up and haunt the town at night, which would really scare others.

Along the road we entered the mountain col, surrounded by mountains on both sides, with a small river flowing in the middle, and the water was already turning yellow. The road was paved with gravel, and after several turns, we finally saw people.

The rain stopped and the air became crisper.

There is a village in front of it, but it is extremely prosperous and even has a welfare society.

Qin Kun rubbed his eyes, and soon there were hospitals, canteens, and even fire departments.

The village is getting bigger and bigger, the roads are getting better as you go further in, and the village gradually turns into a tube building. Immediately afterwards, a series of factory buildings appeared in the direction of the mountain, and the area along the way opened up. Guarded by several buildings, Qin Kun came to the door of a resident. It was a two-story brick building. Qin Kun Kun shook his head several times, thinking he was dazzled.

In this era, the second floor of a small mountain house is equivalent to a villa!

The courtyard is meticulously decorated, obviously in Soviet style, and very orderly. An old man was sitting on a wicker chair with a blanket covering his knees. He was looking at the scenery in the yard. There was a chicken coop in the yard. The old hen and the chicks were resting and did not come out to move around.

Scanning the surroundings, Qin Kun felt that this courtyard was a bit outstanding. Without thinking, he shouted towards the low wall: "Master, can you let us go in and have a rest?"

The courtyard wall is a low cement wall with red bricks with hollow patterns, and there is a telephone pole at the door.

The old man in the courtyard noticed Qin Kun shouting and came over wearing reading glasses.

"You are……"

The old man looked like an intellectual. He couldn't help frowning when he saw that Qin Kun was wet but looked normal, but there was a humanoid monster next to him.

Qin Kun smiled: "Uncle, we are from the crew. This is my colleague who plays the water monster. Are you not scared?"

"Oh!" The old man's brows relaxed, he really looked like this water monster.

"Come in, young man, why did you remember running to our town?"

town……? !

Qin Kun was stunned. Although this village is prosperous, it can't be called the size of a town, right?

Seemingly sensing Qin Kun's doubts, the old man smiled and said: "This is the southernmost part of the town. To the north, the terrain becomes more and more open. There are many factories, which are quite big. You should have come in from Nanyukou."

Qin Kun suddenly realized.

His hometown, Laomiao Town, was built because of a military factory. In this era, hidden factories were usually built in the mountains. There must be similar factories in this mountain.

Qin Kun complained: "Isn't it? There was a landslide on the road. The two of us were driving a car carrying props and were preparing to rush to the scene. As a result, the car was gone and almost everyone was gone."

"So dangerous?"

After hearing this, the old man hurriedly called out: "Old lady, we have a guest."

In the room, an old woman with her hair combed meticulously came out. When she saw Qin and Kun, she said hurriedly: "My child, why are you so wet? I'll get you a basin of hot water to wipe it off."

A warm current flowed through my heart. Although people in this era are simple, there are not many grandmas who are so old-fashioned and warm-hearted. Qin Kun said hurriedly: "Thank you very much."

"Whatever it is, it should be."

The old woman said as she looked at the zombie and shrank, but she was not too scared.

The old man next to him explained: "These two young men are from the crew. This is the young man who plays the water monster. Look how good his body is!"

As he said that, he patted the zombie on the shoulder. Not to mention, the shell was a bit prickly.

The zombie stood there in confusion, a little resistant to the term 'young man'.

The old lady next to me came over curiously. The water monster had a round head, big eyes, wrinkles and pits caused by calcified skin on its head, and a thick upper lip. She also touched the calcified shell on the zombie and felt it was too realistic. Suddenly, she said mysteriously: "Young man, are you the crew of Journey to the West?"

ah?

The corner of Qin Kun's mouth twitched. He was just thinking about how to continue editing, but the old lady arranged it for them directly.

There was a TV in the house, and Qin Kun suddenly saw that the 1986 version of Journey to the West was playing on the TV. This was a phenomenal TV series back then, and it happened to be a hit this year!

Qin Kun smiled bitterly for a moment. He wanted to explain and not to cause too much misunderstanding, but the old man pointed at the zombie and said excitedly: "That's right! He, he should be Ben Bo'er Ba!"

Qin Kun covered his forehead, unable to explain, unable to explain clearly.

The zombies next to him were also confused.

What nonsense are these two little guys talking about?

The old man grabbed Qin Kun's hand excitedly: "Tell me, did I guess it right?!"

Qin Kun took a deep breath: "Old man, you are really a sharp eye!"

The old man laughed and winked at the old lady proudly.

Qin Kun continued: "To be honest with you two, our crew has rules and you cannot show up in private. After all, film and television roles must be kept secret. But today is indeed an accident, and I hope you won't tell anyone."

"No, no!"

Qin Kun smiled slightly: "Uncle, my name is Qin Kun, just call me Xiao Qin. This is my colleague Lao Bai. The two of us hope to beg for some food and some raw meat to take with us on the road, but I won't eat for free. My second wife and I will buy some Hong Kong dollars, and the quantity must be large!"

The old lady brought out a basin of hot water from the house, asked Qin Kun to wipe his body, and asked doubtfully: "Are you back from Hong Kong?"

"That's right!"

"I have been to Hong Kong, one of the Four Asian Tigers. It is developing really well! The film and television industry is also quite prosperous!"

"I'm here to learn relevant experience!"

The two elders are very talkative. They talk about everything from work development to national affairs, from film and television, literature and art to infrastructure construction. There seems to be nothing they don't understand.

This was a chat, but also a test. The two found that Qin Kun was really knowledgeable, and some of his views were even forward-looking. This was much better than most people of his age.

"Okay, okay! Xiao Qin is really a talented person."

The old lady did not hesitate to praise him and even took away the money. She said that Qin Kun would give her the things he needed.

After chatting, the old lady went to prepare things. Qin Kun breathed a sigh of relief, took out a cigarette and handed it to the old man: "Uncle, your two elders are not as knowledgeable as ordinary people."

The old man took the light and chuckled: "My wife and I were war reporters at first, and later engaged in related work in Shanghai. When we got older, after we retired from our jobs, we no longer wanted to stay in big cities. This is my hometown. , the environment is good, and it’s close to my son and grandson.”

reporter? No wonder I just felt like an interview.

After a while, a pot of pig's feet stewed with soybeans was brought out. The old lady fried peanuts and mixed them with cold vegetables, and prepared a bottle of good wine.

After pouring three cups of Fenjiu, Zombie realized that he still had his share, and hurriedly winked at Qin Kun. He only wanted to drink blood and eat meat, and thought the old hen in the yard would be good. Qin Kun winked and signaled him to calm down.

The pig's feet were obviously stewed for the old man, and there wasn't much of it. Qin Kun didn't dare to eat it. After a few bites, he found another bowl of noodles, and then he ate it happily.

Hot sour soup noodle slices, juicy soybeans, a bite of pig's feet from time to time, mixed with wild vegetables mixed with vinegar dripping with sesame oil, a bowl of noodles, white wine and peanuts, and the face is flushed. , hot and sweaty.

"too delicious!"

After finishing the noodle soup, Qin Kun wiped his mouth. It was so refreshing to have a bowl of sour noodle soup on a humid day to make him sweat!

"Xiao Qin, why don't your colleagues eat?"

"Oh, it's inconvenient for him, Lao Bai. Don't worry about him. You know that if the props are soiled, you have to reapply the makeup, which is troublesome."

The old lady nodded. Seeing that the zombie was only focused on drinking, she poured a few more glasses.

A home-cooked meal, both guest and host enjoy themselves.

After eating, Qin Kun's coat that he took off was almost dry. He stood up and said, "Thank you for the hospitality today. We have to go."

The old lady took out the remaining raw meat at home. The zombie stared at the meat on the table, his eyes red with hunger. Qin Kun felt that if he didn't leave, his true colors would be revealed.

"In such a hurry?"

"There's no other way, we still have to rush to the location."

Seeing that Qin Kun had to leave, the second elder could only send them to the door.

"Xiao Qin, Xiao Bai, come again next time!"

"no problem!"

The two old men watched Qin Kun go away and shook their heads with a smile. The house had not been so lively for a long time. When I returned to the house, I found a stack of Hong Kong dollars on the table.

"This kid!"

The old lady was unhappy and was about to chase her out. The old man chuckled and said, "He is a sensible child. Take it."

"It's too much!" the old lady said loudly.

The old man smiled faintly: "Next time you meet a young man who is in trouble, just help him."

The old lady looked at her husband who was in good spirits, glared at him angrily, and entered the room with a smile.

…

On the way, the zombie found a deserted place to eat and drink, feeling comfortable.

Rubbing his belly, Zombie couldn't help but ask: "Qin Kun, who is Ben Bo'er Ba?"

"Catfish spirit."

"How dare they say I'm a catfish?!"

"Catfish eat carcasses, and so do you. Are they wrong?"

"This..." Zombie thought for a while, and it seemed to be right.

Instead of returning along the way, they turned north.

Going north, the original appearance of the town is revealed.

There seems to be more than one factory in this town, there are several factories, several factory areas, and there are many residential areas surrounding the factories.

The workers are all at work today, and the busiest ones are the drivers in the transportation department. Goods from wineries, various component factories, and some finishing accessories are shipped out one by one, as well as food from other places. The wearability is also improved one by one.

The town is very lively.

When the rain stopped, a broadcast about eye exercises came from a primary school in a factory area. There was a market not far from the campus. Many people found Qin Kun and the zombies and were a little scared. However, they found that Qin Kun was handsome and handsome, so they were more curious than afraid.

"Little master, what is that following you here?"

At a private canteen, the owner stuck his head out from the counter and asked with a smile.

"My colleague is wearing a movie prop, don't be afraid."

"Haha, I'm not afraid!"

Qin Kun glanced at the store, raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, Jianlibao?"

"You know the goods! Would you like two bottles, little master?"

The boss's eyes lit up. This drink was obtained through some connections. It is generally not available in such a remote place. Moreover, many people in the town have never seen this thing, so the sales volume is actually not good.

"Do you accept Hong Kong dollars?"

"ah?"

From Hong Kong? No wonder.

This drink was produced in Yangcheng. The supply exceeds the demand these days. It is rarely available in the north. When Qin Kun took out a bill he had never seen before, the boss also accepted it directly.

When the pull tab is opened, the magical oriental magic water complements the upcoming prosperous era.

The 1980s were the best of times and the worst of times.

After the reform and opening up and the severe crackdown, society became stable and ideological trends revived. Future intellectuals and workers will all praise this era when they mention it.

With the liberation of the mind and the liberation of productive forces, the country will prosper and the future will be promising.

Film and television literature and art began to fill people's spiritual lives, as well as the enjoyment brought by material development.

The canteens began to sell hoops and glass marbles, and even comic books and tin frogs. Children who grew up in this era were very happy.

Young people wearing bell-bottom trousers and toad glasses passed by on the street. They carried radios, and Luo Dayou's "Love Song 1980" came from the speakers. The line "The wind blows in spring, it rains in autumn, how much the spring breeze and autumn rain make us swear to each other with the wind." "Go Away" sings the melancholy and sadness of youth.

Just after hearing the next song "One Cut Plum", Qin Kun always felt that this era is not too far away from the future.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the boss had taken two more bottles of Jianlibao and sat with him on the doorstep: "You gave me too much, and I don't have the money to change. I'll give you two more bottles."

Qin Kun burped and accepted: "Boss, is there a bus station nearby? A train station is also fine."

"Yes, where are you going, little master?"

“I don’t know exactly where it is in the Zhenglan Banner Grassland of the Xilin Gol League.”

"Oh, grassland, you can't go there."

"The road is blocked?"

"It's open. But there are no cars going to the grassland recently. Even the trucks are not going north."

ah?

"Why?"

"Hey, some time ago, several bad guys died on this road. I heard that the deaths were tragic."

"How many people died... the bad guy?"

"Yeah. There is a second-rate guy in the winery in our town. He fights and idles all day long. I don't know who he followed, and he started a business of being a bad guy. He only started driving a car a year ago. He even built a house in his hometown, which is very prosperous. Unfortunately, a week ago, I met him Several guys died on the way north. And it's strange to say that the goods were not robbed, and the money was not robbed. When the bodies were found, their expressions and limbs were distorted, and there were no injuries. Do you think it was evil? His family trusted him The funeral director in the factory brought the body back and heard what the funeral director said about the death... Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm afraid he was scared to death."

The boss paused and added: "The place where the accident occurred is not far from the grassland."