Ghost Shelter System

The cornerstone is turning into jade, and even more so.

Yunlu and Yuntuo looked at all the living beings with complicated eyes.

There seems to be a desire growing deep in my heart.

The two foxes touched the foundation stone, like a barrier between two worlds. Qin Kun could see that they wanted to leave here.

What is supposed to happen, will happen sooner or later.

Qin Kun turned his palm, and countless causal threads appeared in his palm, then surrounded himself, then formed a cocoon, and then turned into a butterfly.

When Yuntuo came back to his senses, he found that Qin Kun had disappeared. He was a little surprised.

"Where's the one named Qin?"

Yunlu didn't even look back: "The teacher flew away."

fly……

gone?

Yuntuo felt that his brain was not enough.

Is he a god and he flew away?

However, Qin Kun's Qi Concealing Technique may have reached its peak. The fox clan's perception is very sharp. Even he didn't feel when Qin Kun disappeared. I'm afraid only the current Fox Emperor can sense Qin Kun's movements now.

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"The universe has a new spiritual vein!"

"Ghosts and gods are horrified by a beam of light!"

The butterfly emerged from the cocoon, and Qin Kun isolated the entire world of the Ten Dead City and emerged from the Huaize Ghost City.

The main hall was empty, and the Fox Emperor had not returned.

Qin Kun walked out of the royal city alone.

The host of the Ten Death Cities will definitely come to this world in the future, Qin Kun has confirmed it from Yunlu's eyes.

She desires more from this world than she imagined.

No one else would want to stay in the dark world of the City of Ten Deaths.

However, this is not something that I should worry about at the moment. Let's wait for news from Europa.

On the streets of the outer city, the ghost people gradually became rarer, and it was almost dawn.

In the Jinfu Liyuan, Tu Xuanxuan, Yuan Xinghan, and Wu Senran all followed the ghost people out with their heads shaking. Tu Xuanxuan saw Qin Kun waiting at the door and said excitedly: "Director Qin, you didn't listen to Madam Wen's opera just now. It’s amazing! Three voices sang in unison! Moreover, three figures appeared and performed at the same time, and I didn’t even feel confused at all!”

Tu Xuanxuan was the most excited, and Yuan Xinghan was also intoxicated.

"out of my expectation."

After all, Yuan Xinghan is not an expert, but he has seen more or less such performances, and Mrs. Wen is indeed very powerful.

A few other people may have a poor artistic appreciation level, and their flattery skills are also very shallow. For example, Wu Senran can only say "f*ck", "awesome" and "666", and has no new vocabulary.

Walking and chatting all the way, several people followed Qin Kun out of the ghost town and back to the river.

There are no villages or shops here. There is no way to spend the night in the ghost town tonight, so we can only sleep in the wild.

Fortunately, Qin Kun had already prepared. He took out several compressed sleeping bags and two simple tents, one large and one small. With these pieces of equipment, he would sleep well tonight.

Bonfire, starry sky, gurgling river.

From early morning to noon the next day, when Tu Xuanxuan woke up, Wu Senran had already caught several fish by the river.

Huo Qi also woke up and dozed off. He and Yuan Xinghan walked out of the tent one after another. Looking at Wu Senran grilling fish by the river, he said in surprise: "Da Wu, do you still have this skill?"

Wu Senran curled his lips: "Nonsense! My grandfather's home is in the mountains. I followed him to catch fish and shrimps since I was a child. How about you come and try this fish?"

Qin Kun was helping to catch the fish. The fish that swims around are not out of the clutches. Whose grandpa’s home is not in the mountains? Qin Kun has been fishing and catching shrimps since he was a child, so he is no stranger to this job.

Prince Mi was also helping to warm the fire. When his father Mi Shihong was still alive, Mi Taizi grew up at a barbecue stall. In terms of craftsmanship, he was not inferior to Wu Senran.

Wu Senran ran in both directions, directing and working without any chaos. There were seven brown and fragrant grilled fish stuck on the branches. Wu Senran took out bottles and cans from his backpack, sprinkled condiments on them, and cooked a pot of fish next to it. Pot of fresh fish soup.

When you wake up, you can see the sun, hear the river, breathe fresh air, and eat delicious food. All of them are very beautiful things, but today, four of them happened at once.

Tu Xuanxuan's mouth was full of oil. It was so delicious.

Sometimes the taste of something depends on where you eat it.

Tu Xuanxuan’s dream is to cook hot pot on Kunlun Mountain, drink red wine in the underwater world, eat truffles in nature, or sit on top of the tallest building in the world and drink a bowl of hot soup.

The ghost story female anchor likes an imaginative life and also likes beautiful and fresh things. Tu Xuanxuan praised "Bai Wenjing" for being lucky in the future, which made Wu Senran feel embarrassed.

After Yuan Xinghan tasted the grilled fish, he also began to change his view of Wu Senran.

I thought Dawu was rude before, maybe it was prejudice, but this big guy actually has some advantages, and today they finally shined through.

"It's delicious...have another one!" Yuan Xinghan lit up a cigarette and said happily as if ordering.

Since everyone is an old friend, he is not prepared to be polite!

"Dawu, the fish lips are very delicious even if they are burnt. Except for Qin Kun, no one else eats fish heads. Can you cut off the fish lips for me?" Huo Qi is very good at sucking fish, and his tongue is so powerful that it can suck the throat. He picked out the fish bones in the eyes. While eating the fish, he thought about the fish heads in the hands of others and spoke in a straight voice.

"Brother Dawu, do you have rice?"

The rice taiko is still in the development stage, and the belly is still not full after eating two fish. It would be great if this kind of outdoor delicacy can be paired with some staple food. Unfortunately, the rice Wu Senran brought was only enough to make porridge.

Wu Senran looked at this group of foodies, and his vanity rose: "Everyone, go ahead and eat. I trained with the chefs in the store, so I will take care of myself today!"

Full of energy and a comfortable life.

Wu Senran found a sense of team presence and even asked Qin Kun and Prince Mi to rest.

Seeing that the big guy didn't eat, and was fussing and busy, Qin Kun leaned comfortably on the bluestone by the river.

Tu Xuanxuan didn't ask where Li Ke had gone, and Qin Kun didn't explain it to anyone else.

Others acquiesced in Li Ke's disappearance. This person might just be a passerby.

Unfortunately, Wu Senran may be the only one. After all, showing off your skills in front of a charming woman is also a way to increase your vanity.

Dou Lin took out his camera and recorded life in the wild.

He now despises Japanese cameras so much that his Nikon could not record many wonderful shots during the trip. The camera is sometimes good and sometimes bad, but film cameras are still the best.

The Leica camera is as precious as a baby, and the shutter is pressed like a machine gun. The mountains, water, and life are all a group of pictures. Dou Lin found that these models also have their own characteristics, and this is the material he wants.

Yuan Xinghan had eaten and drank enough, asked Qin Kun for a can of beer, and was painting.

It’s still an ordinary sketch. This is the first draft. The purpose is to record the scenery at that time. I will revise it when I go back. But the first draft was already at the level of a master. Dou Lin took aim at Yuan Xinghan and took a picture. The sad stubble, the handsome face, and the artist's unique pen-holding posture and observation expression are absolutely different from everyone else. .

From noon to afternoon, from Yuan Xinghan to Wu Senran to Tu Xuanxuan to Huo Qi, Dou Lin almost ran out of film, and finally found that Mi Taizi and Qin Kun were the most photogenic.

It's a pity that there wasn't much film left for the two of them.

"Let's go, we've experienced eating, drinking and having fun, it's time to go to the next place."

Qin Kun put away everything and made all the compressed tents and sleeping bags disappear like magic. Everyone was already used to it.

Dou Lin followed Qin Kun and asked weakly: "Brother Qin, can you tell outsiders what you saw along the way to the travel agency?"

"Okay." After a pause, Qin Kun added, "But I can't explain it carefully."

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The Huaize area has been wild since ancient times, and thunder, lightning and swamps are indispensable.

Over the course of thousands of years, the barbaric color faded away, leaving behind peace in the world.

In the wild mountains and swamps, the most common legends are naturally foxes and snakes.

These two animals were the most mentioned spirits in ancient times.

In the evening, not far from the river, Qin Kun poured several jars of fruit wine into the river. A furry fox was sitting on a turtle shell boat, approaching from afar.

"Nie Shui comes out of Jiuyou to ferry people to the outer world. Ni Shui dock, Tushantong greets you! I dare to ask the master, but do you need me to sail the boat to ferry people?"

Qin Kun looked at the fox who could only speak, and was in a daze.

What the hell... does Nishuiwu recruit anyone?

A fox...can he drive a boat? !

Everyone around him was also extremely curious.

Having seen so many ghosts, it was no longer strange. Now that they saw this fox and the unique turtle shell boat, everyone felt it was really strange.

The turtle shell boat was so big it was as big as a bathtub.

I don’t know if it was left by an old turtle who had lived for many years.

Qin Kun withdrew his scrutinizing eyes and said to the fox: "It is necessary to ferry people."

"Okay, boys, let's ferry people over!"

In the distance, as far as the eye can see, the moonlight shines on a giant turtle, which is as big as a ship. Only then did Qin Kun realize that the turtle shell the fox was sitting on was just one of the armor plates that fell off its back!

Six little foxes came over in a turtle shell boat, lay down on the riverside and drank heavily, and then led a group of people from the Menggui Travel Agency to the turtle shell boat.

"These foxes...are they all ghosts?"

Qin Kun now sees clearly that all foxes, including the old fox from before, are ghosts. Although they speak human words, they are indeed dead.

The monster takes shape!

Like Dragon Locust Ghost King Tie Cixian, these guys are real mountain spirits and wild monsters.

"Master, doesn't he take a boat?"

The old fox who came first watched everyone else leave, then looked at Qin Kun, who was motionless.

"I'm afraid your turtle shell can't carry me..."

Tu Shantong was not convinced and was about to say something when he suddenly saw a shadow appearing next to Qin Kun.

After being stunned for a moment, Tu Shantong said in astonishment: "Ladle handle...?!"

Yu Jianggu coughed dryly: "Old Tushan, I haven't seen you for a few years. Your shrewdness has faded..."

ah?

The old fox didn't understand what Yu Jianggu meant, but he looked at Qin Kun: "Since the master knows Laobangzi, why don't you recruit him to sail the boat... Isn't it appropriate to spend time with others at night..."

Qin Kun had seen a lot of brainless ghosts, but he was always polite when he met the people in the secret sect. After all, those guys didn't want to offend the people in the secret sect. This old fox looked shrewd, but he was really honest in his words. , and even blamed himself.

Yu Jianggu felt ashamed and hurriedly said to Qin Kun: "Master Qin, Lao Tushan is a beast that has transformed into a human form. It has spit out its horizontal bones less than three hundred years ago. It has always followed the rules and has not had much contact with Yang people, so it cannot understand human nature... It speaks It's a bit straight, don't worry about it..."

Yu Jiang was afraid that Qin Kun would be angry, but Qin Kun didn't care.

My tolerance is not small enough to argue with the fox.

"Yu Jianggu's ship is too dark and will hurt my friends. I recruited you just for safety."

"Do you think we Huaize boatmen are not as good as ladles?"

The old fox sounded a little competitive and narrowed his eyes to look at Yu Jianggu, "Master, this is not a ship. This is the famous Sidu Prime Minister. It is no weaker than the Xieya battleship."

Qin Kun feels that this old fox has really low emotional intelligence. Even if he accuses me, he still gets into a fight with you. I really... admire him.

Yu Jianggu scratched his head and said to Qin Kun: "Master Qin, let's get on the boat. He is right. Lao Tushan entered Niishui dock because of his relationship with Prime Minister Sidu. The ghost of that old turtle It’s not much worse than my Evil Fang battleship. You can’t sink it even if you get on it.”

Yes, this old fox doesn't want to sell anyone his face. Qin Kun simply said nothing, put Yu Jianggu away, got on the turtle shell boat, and sailed in the direction of the old turtle.

Qin Kun has seen all the Five Elements of Yin Cao, but China is so big that every time he goes, he will make new discoveries.

He sat on the old turtle and went down the river. The people around him were very strange.

I have ridden in a hearse, I have been carried by porters, I have ridden in a sampan, I have also eaten the food of the dead.

It was my first time to sit on a turtle's back. No one could explain this experience in just a few words.

"The Prime Minister travels through the Nine Netherworlds. It's not that enemies don't get together! By the Nie River, we sail in a huge boat. My son will take you across the river mouth! The wind blows, let's go~"

The little fox is as lively as the little ghost, jumping around next to a group of people. They have been keeping quiet since they died. They have only seen Yang people a few times. This time they looked around and looked around. They were more interested in them than Yang people were. Those Yang people.

Yuan Xinghan took out the draft paper, and this time he had another draft.

A completely Chinese-style painting, with a giant turtle like a boat carrying people. He had just painted four characters when Wu Senran discovered it. He commented on Yuan Xinghan's draft by the moonlight: "Oh! This is not Tang Sanzang's nine-nine-eighth painting." Is it an illustration from Eleven Difficulties? Why does this Tang Monk look like Huo Qi? No...why does this Zhu Bajie look like me?"

Huo Qi was about to burst into tears and patted Wu Senran's shoulder. He didn't know how this guy's brain was developed: "You are really self-aware..."

Wu Senran was confused and found that Yuan Xinghan glared at him angrily and continued to draw.

"Oh, it turns out it's not the Nine-Nine-Eighty-One Difficulty, it's us..."

Dou Lin's face turned pale: "Da Wu, stop talking, I'm afraid of water... In the Nine-Nine Eighty-One Dilemma, that old turtle fell over in the end, it's unlucky..."

Dou Lin is from the north, and most of his childhood playmates were landlubbers. He sat on the back of a turtle and watched the river diverge to both sides, with waves splashing from time to time, which made him feel dizzy.

When Dawu told me again, I felt that this turtle's back was unsafe, and I was not even in the mood to take pictures.

Prince Mi narrowed his eyes, lit a cigarette sadly, and looked ahead.

Huo Qi took one by himself and sat next to Prince Mi: "What's wrong, Xiaomi? Are you afraid of water too? Brother Huo, can you enlighten me?"

"That's not true. I have heard my family say that turtles are auspicious, and they will bring blessings wherever you touch them. Brother Huo, is this true?"

Huo Qi was startled, put the cigarette in his mouth sadly, and stared ahead.

If you say so, I also want to go in front and touch...

Qin Kun didn't know the dirty thoughts of the two smokers, but looked at the old fox and said, "Are you from the Tushan clan's fox clan?"

"To be honest, Master, the Tushan clan has long since disappeared...the names we still use today are the same as those back then."

"The bloodline is gone too?"

"yes."

"Then I advise you to change your last name in the future."

The old fox was confused: "Why? Tu Shan still needs to wear this skin. It can save a lot of trouble."

"Old fox, you are too upright and have no fox nature. You don't know how deep the water is here. You may not be able to grasp some things. Just listen to my advice and I won't hurt you..."

The old fox felt that Qin Kun's control was too lenient, so he said a few perfunctory words, and Qin Kun simply let him go.

I only had this little friendship with the old fox, so I tried my best. When the time comes, you will be skinned and cramped by Qingqiu Yunhu. I can’t blame Master Qin for not warning you back then...

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