Ghost Shelter System

In July, the weather is hot.

The ground was filled with an infiltrating coldness.

Sanfenshan Experimental Base.

At the entrance of the Pit No. 1 laboratory, Dr. Huang Kecheng took over the experimental records and looked through them.

Failed again.

"Doctor, we have overcome other difficulties and are even close to equaling Soul Castle, but the experimental subjects are still too weak..."

The experimenter silenced his voice.

The experimental body is the carrier of energy drainage, which is equal to the experimental hardware.

In terms of software, they are no longer behind others, but the hardware is really not good.

When a 3a masterpiece is run on an ordinary game laptop, the first thing it does is burn the graphics card and then crash.

Without a suitable carrier, the idea of ​​a dream experiment proposed by Dr. Huang is just a dream!

A suitable carrier... Huang Kecheng smiled bitterly, wondering where he could find a suitable carrier. Qi Xiuyuan used Qin Kun as an experiment and even opened the 'Gate to Hell' to drain energy. He couldn't even imagine what happened next.

"Where's the Gushan Experimental Base?"

"Dr. Shen He also encountered the same difficulty."

Huang Kecheng lay on the chair and rubbed his temples. No matter what, it was fate.

Quantum physics = God's forbidden area. This is not unreasonable. If you want to break into God's forbidden area, you must pay a price. Huang Kecheng cannot afford this price.

"Change the direction! One foot can't walk fast. We need to walk on two feet. Get approval from the biological experiment department, launch the new human plan, and optimize the genes of the current experimental subjects."

"Doctor, that road...is more difficult."

Optimizing genes sounds easy, but the optimization of genes is not as simple as reorganizing the gene chain. The gene chain is not stable, and only deformed new humans will appear.

It's not that they haven't considered walking on two feet, but conservative estimates suggest that it will take 30 years to develop a second foot if physics and biology go hand in hand.

30 years, how many 30 years can there be in life...

Huang Kecheng did not reply, but took out an old and yellowed photo from his desk drawer. It was Qi Xiuyuan.

"Teacher Qi, I can no longer carry your banner. The superstring project has reached the final step and cannot move forward. It is my incompetence. Rest in peace. We will one day break through the shackles of contemporary physics. However, Now we have to slow down..."

The conversation after a lifetime made Huang Kecheng feel desolate, but also somewhat relieved.

With a brush and a piece of rice paper, Huang Kecheng splashed ink.

After decades of struggle, calligraphy is one of his few hobbies.

‘Planting green seedlings into the fields with hands’

‘Look down and you will see the sky in the water’

‘Only when the six roots are pure can the Tao be achieved’

‘Regressing turns out to be moving forward’

Dozens of experimenters stood outside the office. Huang Kecheng smiled self-deprecatingly, hung the poem on the wall, and officially announced: "The superstring project is suspended today. Thank you for your hard work over the years. We have not failed. We have I just leave the success to future generations. From now on, this base will be led by the biological experiment department."

Huang Kecheng bowed to everyone and then left silently.

Coming from the underground to the ground, Huang Kecheng covered his eyes. Although his eyes had long been blind, he could still see that the vegetation outside Sanfen Mountain had become green and shaded at some point.

The fragrance of flowers wafts by and the birds chirp.

How many years have you not noticed the beauty of nature? Six years?

He has forgotten.

He has no family and experimentation is all he has.

Now, he has nothing.

Outside the military management area, a middle-aged man with iron legs and gloves stood smoking. When he saw Huang Kecheng coming, he rarely smiled.

The middle-aged man has a lot of missing teeth, but he still smiles brightly.

Dr. Huang also showed a tired smile when he saw the visitor: "Feng Qiang, are you laughing at me?"

The middle-aged man lit a cigarette and blew out the smoke: "The six pure roots are the way...regress turns out to be forward...Dr. Huang, if Qi Xiuyuan had half of your state of mind back then, he wouldn't have died here."

Huang Kecheng narrowed his eyes. He had just written this poem. Feng Qiang knew it immediately. It seemed that there were still many of his people hidden in Sanfen Mountain.

"You know, I don't like dealing with you."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I know, so I'm not here to deal with you, but to congratulate you."

"Why are you so happy?"

"Soul Castle's experiment...is out of control!"

For a moment, Feng Qiang felt a piercing cold wind blowing through his face, his hair was messed up, and he admired Huang Kecheng's expression now.

"Out of control?!" Huang Kecheng's voice rose an octave higher.

No kidding! Don’t you know how many professors from Oxford and Cambridge are gathered there?

During the Xianfeng period, before the Taiping Rebellion had subsided, the Ghost Research Society in Cambridge had been established, which advocated the use of scientific methods to study spirituality. Most of the participants were bishops and professors at that time.

Soon, the Spiritual Society was established in Oxford and the Dialectical Society was established in London. In 1882, a physicist proposed merging the three groups into the 'Psychological Research Society'. This society was the predecessor of the contemporary Parapsychological Council and the Religion of Science.

Some eclectic churches are also involved.

One of the churches that originated in Northern Europe is called the Holy Soul Cult. It advocates penance to get closer to God and exchange tenacious faith for the power of God. However, because the spiritual practice method is too bloody and cruel and has no research value, the Holy Soul will be expelled. Psychic Council.

After eliminating this uninvited guest, this spiritual council developed rapidly and was finally officially established under the name of 'Soul Castle'.

This kind of old experimental institution has recruited many first-class spiritual and scientific experts at that time. It has always been the goal of Sanfenshan to surpass. Today you suddenly told me that Soul Castle is out of control? !

"Don't get excited, I don't have to lie to a blind man."

Feng Qiang said playfully, but Huang Kecheng picked up his collar: "Feng Qiang, tell me what happened!!!"

Huang Kecheng almost shouted.

To do anything boring and long, you need an imaginary enemy, otherwise your will will not be able to bear the long suffering.

Soul Castle is the imaginary enemy of Sanfen Mountain.

Today, Huang Kecheng had just given up chasing the imaginary enemy, and suddenly heard the news that the imaginary enemy had "collapsed". He felt complicated and indescribable.

Feng Qiang scratched his head: "Actually, I just received the news. The specific details will be transmitted from Europa later, so I can't tell you for the time being. But since you have resigned, then come with me for a walk. Come on, let’s go to the Gushan Experimental Base and take a look at Linjiang to see Qin Kun.”

Huang Kecheng did not object, got into Feng Qiang's car, and drove away.

Gushan Experimental Base is located in Baishigou, Yinchuan County.

The experimental projects here are very complex, and most of them are for the Xishan Experimental Base.

Shen He had already received the news about Huang Kecheng's suspension of the experimental project, and after feeling sad, he was not too touched.

The superstring experiment cannot be carried out, but the biological experiment department still needs their assistance, and the Gushan Experimental Base will still be busy.

When Dr. Huang and Feng Qiang arrived, Shen He greeted them with a smile.

"Teacher, it's hard to imagine that it was your decision."

Shen He knew how much effort Huang Kecheng put into the experiment, so to give up was almost a violation of his beliefs.

Huang Kecheng got straight to the point: "Shen He, Soul Castle's experiment is out of control."

Shen He's smile froze.

Huang Kecheng continued: "A huge and eerie city appeared in the sky above Paris, and they opened a passage to hell."

The brief message was that Feng Qiang told Huang Kecheng on the road that it was impossible to take pictures of that city, but the investigators of the Spirit Detective drew pictures.

When Huang Kecheng saw the realistic pictures, he felt absurd, but he didn't dare to believe it.

Feng Qiang was annoying, but he never joked about it.

Shen He said with difficulty: "What on earth did they...do..."

Feng Qiang shook his head: "I don't know. Even the Ghost Council doesn't know yet. It is said that the Priory of Sion in France is in danger, and the Holy See has sent people to help. Fortunately, the city is still floating in the air. There are no weird people or things in the sky.”

Feng Qiang's expression was a bit gloating, something happened over there, but he was in a very good mood.

At first, I heard that the Soul Castle experiment had made another breakthrough. The laboratory even moved from Great Britain to France. The addition of several experimental subjects increased the strength of the Ghost Parliament. Speaker Du Xiu also showed off for this.

Now, keep showing off, why is there no sound?

Chen He also smiled and praised Huang Kecheng for his wisdom.

Only Huang Kecheng was smiling bitterly. He couldn't explain his mood. Maybe he was sadder than happy.

However, Huang Kecheng quickly adjusted his mentality.

At least not moving forward on the wrong path is the right move.

Huang Kecheng has delegated power, and so has Shen He. Shen He's qualifications are more than enough to be responsible for biological experimental projects. However, Shen He decided to give himself a few years' leave. His behavior is now becoming more and more zombie-like. This is a disadvantage of experimental subjects, not a good thing. It's a sign that he needs to feel the happiness in the world.

"Hey, I'm leaving. Just stay here and come out by yourself whenever you want."

Before leaving, Shen He said towards a closed door.

There was a talisman array posted on the door, and Feng Qiang felt a gloomy aura, but the aura was not evil, so he was curious.

"Who's inside?"

"A talking python."

"???"

"He claims to be here to avoid a robbery."

"With your personality, you don't want to capture it for experiments?"

"It said it was Qin Kun's friend."

Feng Qiang sneered: "Qin Kun really makes all kinds of friends..."

…

In the afternoon, as dusk approached, several people arrived at the northern suburbs of Linjiang City.

The sun sets in the west, the lanterns come on, and the town comes alive after the last ray of sunlight sinks into the mountains.

Feng Qiang was stunned when he saw the prosperity of the supernatural town now.

During the day, the Supernatural Town is just an ordinary scenic spot, integrated with the Baihu Town Old Street and Baihu Amusement Park, creating a dreamy linkage. At night, the Supernatural Town will take the lead.

All tourists who have been here think that the night view here is so interesting!

Feng Qiang knows best how many supernatural phenomena are real here. The walking ghosts are not 'augmented reality' technology at all, they are ghosts. But in the eyes of tourists, those AR effects are no different from interactive NPCs.

The corpse lantern ghost who had just woken up was standing beside the trash can.

"Pay attention to the garbage bin!"

"The kid is so good~"

"No smoking in this neighborhood!"

"That big bearded man, what about you? He smoked out his cigarette!"

"Going forward are the market area, studio area, and Japan Street, and next to it are the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing neighborhoods. Please keep order and avoid crowding."

The Corpse Lantern Ghost has the ability to walk through walls. He will come out and howl, and then he will crawl into the wall to rest. This is the task assigned to him by Chu Qianxun.

Tourists are now accustomed to the appearance of the Corpse Lantern Ghost. Several old tourists asked: "The Corpse Lantern Ghost, are you going to work so early?"

With this tone, he clearly regarded the Corpse Lantern Ghost as an old man who could have fun on the roadside.

The Corpse Lantern Ghost complained: "I am not active at work, and I have problems with my thinking... Eat as much as you want, and do as much work as you want."

This dedicated tone impressed some tourists.

Feng Qiang glanced at the corpse lamp ghost and walked away with a half-smile. This was the first time for Huang Kecheng and Shen He to see a mature supernatural town. It felt very unique.

Nowadays, some shops in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing neighborhoods have also been contracted out, where you can shop and eat, and there are many tourists.

The crew in the studio area is catching up on the night show, and the only movie theater is also bustling with activity. It is said that the ticket is 50, and there is free soda and popcorn. You can stay in there as long as you want.

In the market area, peripherals were sold. Feng Qiang picked up the peripherals made with the image of ghosts and smiled helplessly. Fuyu Mountain was quite professional in being able to develop the steady yin and yang into a business that no one would dislike.

After the Japanese Street and Indian Street were built, the East Asian and South Asian styles were initially completed.

I heard that the Europa style is not under consideration. Finally, a Southeast Asian neighborhood may be built, and the supernatural town will be completely completed.

At Fisherman's Wharf in Japan Street, several onmyojis from Genma opened three shops and started selling seafood.

There are seafood stalls, snacks similar to takoyaki, and sashimi. Several onmyojis from Genma wearing bowl rolls are busy and enthusiastic. Most of the people who come are female tourists, surrounding a beautiful person.

"Feng Qiang, is that guy a boy or a girl?"

When Shen He saw the other party's appearance, his heart moved.

"Male, that person's name is Miki Ruyi. Don't act rude, this guy is top-notch."

overtake……

Super class? !

Is it so worthless to be super first-class now? !

Besides, why is he staying here?

"Japanese super-class people don't stay in Japan and come here to cook... They don't practice?"

"It's just because I have been practicing cultivation since I was a child, and now I am starting to enter the world."

Feng Qiang never said the words in his mind, 'They were all kidnapped from the northeast by Qin Kun', just in case the other party heard it.

Shen He also ordered a piece of takoyaki and a red bean pancake. Upon closer inspection, Miki Ruyi was indeed beautiful.

Next to him, a big man with an ax came over mysteriously: "Do you want Ruyi's vx number? Buy a royal signature package and I can tell you secretly."

Shen He saw that the total of the signature set meal was 388, but it was indeed a lot to eat. When he remembered that Feng Qiang and Dr. Huang had not eaten yet, Shen He bought one with his own money.

After rushing back excitedly, Shen He took out his mobile phone and added Sanmu Ruyi as a friend: "That woodcutter is pretty good."

Feng Qiang picked up the cod and fed it into his mouth: "That's not a woodcutter, that's Xiamun Shigang, and it's also top-notch."

Shen He froze.

The Japanese Onmyoji are definitely free.

A big bag of food was quite affordable. The three of them were eating and walking. When passing by the Indian Street, they found an Indian flying cake stall, selling fried yogurt and stocking milk tea next to it.

The business here is so-so, obviously not as good as the Japanese street. The boss is a little melancholy, but after being reminded by the chef, he put up the signs of "Eat without getting fat" and "Delicious to lose weight", and promised that if you get fat, you can come and smash the store. Girls who love beauty are immediately attracted.

"Feng Qiang, that's one Xie Sang... no, two! So is the woman! Can the food they make be eaten?"

As an experimental subject, Shen He had already noticed that there was something wrong with the chef ghost. Feng Qiang smiled slightly: "The boss's name is Gilni, and he is a high monk. Will he allow inedible food to appear?"

"It's impossible...a second-rate spiritual power fluctuation can be compared to a first-rate one."

The eminent monk in Shen He's heart is by no means a minor character who barely manages to be first-class.

Feng Qiang chuckled: "I heard Qin Kun say that he once realized the Buddha Wheel by himself. When he was in India, he followed the Dharma. Even Qin Kun couldn't stop his attack. In the end, it was Fohai who took away his Buddha Wheel, and Qin Kun took him away. uniform."

Shen He trembled all over.

Qin Kun!

He knew how much weight this combat unit had.

I can’t believe that Indian monks are so fierce...

Further behind India Street is a private residential area.

On the elegant and clean road, Qin Kun stood with his hands behind his back and had been waiting for him for a long time.

Looking at the three people approaching, he smiled warmly: "Guys, long time no see. Why are you interested in Laijiang?"

Feng Qiang, Huang Kecheng, and even Shen He are now big bosses. If the three of them appear at the same time, if they are not hanging out, they are busy.

Feng Qiang hammered his iron leg: "Qin Kun, I've been running away all day, why don't you treat me to a hot spring bath?"

How could an old friend refuse to grant a request?

Qin Kun drove out, picked up four people, and drove to the hot spring villa from another exit of the town.

…

…

At the entrance of the resort hotel, Han Miao finished pruning the flowers and wiped the sweat from her head. After these few months of training, I was finally able to cut out the shape.

Qin Kun got out of the car and was greeted by someone who parked the car. When he saw Han Miao, he praised her: "Your gardening skills are pretty good!"

I remember that Han Miao's pruning was like a dog chewing it, but now it's actually out of shape.

"Master Qin?" Han Miao smiled on her round face when she saw the person coming.

Qin Kun said: "You were asked to be in charge of gardening, why did you do it yourself?"

Han Miao smiled bitterly: "How can I care about others if I don't know how? I asked each of them to teach me for a week, and I won't give a bonus to those who can't teach well. No, I learned slowly."

Han Miao is an honest person and has his own cleverness. Qin Kun laughed and said: "Okay, I will accompany a few friends first. By the way, the reeds by Baihu Lake have been cleared recently. It is a bit messy and there are too many mosquitoes."

"Okay, I understand, walk slowly!"

Qin and Kun chose a small pool and soaked in it.

The medicinal bath was rolling, and there was tea on the floating table. Feng Qiang got straight to the point: "Have you heard about Paris?"

Qin Kun nodded.

Uncle Zuo and Ma Shenpo were both there at the time, and he knew it immediately.

"Any ideas."

Qin Kun shook his head.

"If the hell city over there falls, will you go over and help?"

"Yes." This time, Qin Kun did not hesitate.

Feng Qiang also nodded: "Then I'll be relieved, although I really like to see him make a fool of himself."

"Is this why you came here today?"

"That's not true."

Feng Qiang paused and said, "Cheng Wang is dead."

Qin Kun suddenly raised his head.

The Ghost King of Huaize...Cheng Wang? !

It is said to be the most cunning and insidious ghost king. He once even plotted against Uncle Qu. Director Wang contacted various disciples and checked countless clues, but none of them pointed to Cheng Wang. This shows that Cheng Wang is meticulous in his work and has a delicate layout.

he died?

"How did you die?"

"This is also the purpose of my coming today. I want to ask you to help me check... You know, I don't get along well with other people in the secret sect, and I don't want to ask them to handle this matter."

Qin Kun knew that Feng Qiang's popularity in the secret sect was average. Uncle Ge, Jing Laohu, and the two tigers from Douzong had worked with him for many years, and their relationship had not progressed. This is a person who is not liked by the world.

He and I have never known each other before.

Thinking that his old friend came to speak in person, Qin Kun said: "Okay."

Feng Qiang relaxed and smiled.

He and Qin Kun had a close relationship, wasn't it because of the other's straightforwardness?

"What about Paris..." Qin Kun asked.

"I will send someone to keep an eye on it. There is no change yet."

Feng Qiang took out a picture and handed it to Qin Kun. Qin Kun took a closer look and was shocked to find...this is the City of Ten Deaths? !

Uncle Zuo didn’t tell himself this!