Ghost Shelter System

When Qin Kun turned his head back, he found that the man was already sitting opposite him.

The man took Qin Kun's wine and poured it for himself. He chewed broad beans and said to himself: "Forget it, no matter who you are, you can't do anything to me. I don't want to have any trouble with you. You can leave."

Look, what you said is like human speech.

Drink my wine, eat my broad beans, and let me go.

Then I leave?

Qin Kun rolled his eyes at the other party: "Don't put too much glamor on your face. You're a Buddha of luck. It's a mess. But I can guess who you are."

Qin Kun used his Sky Eye to break through the barrier, and as expected, he could see all the tattoos on the opponent's body.

Turn down the bell and become a noble, the wine king's seal!

The sloppy man had tattoos like bells and was filled with fine wine. He was surrounded by Buddhas and ghosts who were drunk and staggered. He looked like monks who violated taboos, but he also had fangs and evil horns.

The slovenly man saw Qin Kun looking at me, lowered his head and sneered: "Stop pretending, very few people know my identity, and they say I am not a Buddhist."

Qin Kun was dissatisfied: "Have you ever seen a monk with such long hair?"

"It's not like there are lay people with hair."

"bias!"

"Prejudice?" The other party looked at Qin Kun, "Then what happened to the Buddhist 'Tianqu Eye' you just used to peek at me?"

Qin Kun felt that he couldn't explain it clearly, so he just wanted to do whatever he wanted.

"Waiter, check out!"

The wine was gone, and the broad beans were grabbed by the other party's dirty hands. Qin Kun lost his enthusiasm and took out the unused silver bars in his bag. He squeezed and broke the pieces of silver on the table and walked away.

Buddha's enemy...Yu Wenke!

Qin Kun was surprised when he walked out of the wine shop.

Now Yu Wenke seems to have left Buddhism and entered Taoism, and has a very bad relationship with Buddhism. There are even people from Buddhism chasing him. Qin Kun can't understand what is going on, but he can see that this mess is quite miserable.

It's just that the strength is quite strong.

There were no fluctuations in spiritual power around his body, and his aura was no different from that of ordinary people. Moreover, his hair would explode when he got close to him. After practicing his instincts by blacksmithing with Hua Tianshu, his body was very keen in judging danger, and his body seemed to be able to sense it. This is a guy who can threaten his own life.

Good guy...how old is he? He's about the same age as me.

It seems that these years of wandering around have brought great blessings.

In fact, Qin Kun just started to think that the other party might be a pursuer who steals his physique, but now he thinks it is impossible. This man scorned Buddhist techniques, so obviously this line of cause and effect was not his.

While thinking about it, the gate in the north of the city was opened, and the officers and soldiers rushed back from the street, saying that a small group of enemy troops had broken up into pieces and were chasing them. It was better to tell the people to be careful.

Qin Kun left the city. This time, in order to avoid being questioned by others, he left directly. The soldiers turned a blind eye to a living person. Qin Kun successfully left the city and headed towards the Moon Tan Mountain.

But behind him, the sloppy man caught up with him again.

"Are you done yet, brother..."

Qin Kun was speechless when he saw the other party. When he saw the two former Tengu companions in the Three Immortals Sea Kingdom, Qin Kun saw clearly what kind of things these guys were. Ma Yong Jiangyin was okay, Gongsun Feilai was crazy as hell, but not A normal person, and this person in front of me is also cynical in his bones. He is not at all the master of Fuyu Mountain that he imagined.

It's nice to be like me and have a more cheerful personality. Wouldn't it be beautiful if we all sit at the same table and recognize the heroes of the world? Who are you mourning for... It's you who abandoned the Buddha, but it's not the Buddha who abandoned you and feels resentful all day long.

If you can't bear the pain of this kind of separation, it will be over if you continue to become a monk.

"Who are you?" the other party asked.

Qin Kun didn't answer.

The sloppy man took a deep breath: "I'm Yu Wenke."

Qin Kun nodded.

Yu Wenke lifted his dirty hair from his forehead. He had a strong outline and sharp edges. If his cheeks weren't dirty, he would be a handsome man.

"Since you know my name, you should also know that I am a descendant of the Yuwen family, right?"

Nonsense... your surname is Yuwen, is it possible that you are still a descendant of my old Qin family?

Just when Qin Kun was savoring this surname, he was suddenly startled.

In the comic strips I have read, there was an era where this surname was highlighted.

"Are you from the royal family?"

Yuwenke was suspicious: "What else?"

Qin Kun's eyes widened. Good guy, he had never thought about this.

Yu Wenke stood side by side with Qin Kun: "But I am just a foreigner from the royal family of the previous dynasty. My ancestors exterminated the Buddha without killing the Buddha, which was considered a benevolent government. There are still many Buddhists who hate him. Later, when Yang Jian usurped power, my people were almost suppressed. Some Buddhists The Chinese are also chasing us. What’s funny is that my parents died when I was young and I grew up in a Buddhist temple.”

Yu Wenke discovered that Qin Kun didn't know his true background, and for some reason today, he spoke to him one by one, as if he believed in the person in front of him.

"Then...why did you abandon the Buddha?"

"When Master adopted me, he knew my identity as a baby. He knew that the uncles and uncles in the temple hated the Yuwen family, so he kept it a secret. He told me later when I grew up, but unfortunately one day my senior brother discovered me and informed the host... …”

The experience was quite miserable.

An orphan of the coup was raised by a monk. His identity was revealed, and his master was imprisoned in prison. He was hunted by his fellow disciples who grew up together, and wanted to exchange him for a reward.

Qin Kun found that the other party's mourning was just his disappointment in the world, human feelings, and his inability to change the situation. Especially after he heard that he had the ability to rescue the master, the master who had been in prison had long been reduced to a skeleton. When he came there, only blood words were left on the walls, which read: "Buddha has no heart." Regret, what's wrong? ’

At that time, Yu Wenke felt how cruel the Buddha was.

"Master was born as a warrior monk at Xiangji Temple in Chang'an. Later he lived in a small temple and became a fragrant oil monk. It was easy for him to escape from prison, but he did not escape and chose to die to clarify his ambition. I hate them. I am also a Buddhist. .”

Yu Wenke's eyes turned red and he stared at Qin Kun: "The most pious monk is dead, and the Buddha has no eyes!"

Qin Kun felt depressed and could not say anything to comfort him. He could only take out a bottle of wine from his bag and hand it over.

Being drunk may make people feel better.

The aroma of wine was fragrant, and high alcohol would be a fatal temptation for the ancients in later generations. Qin Kun believed that if Yuwenke didn't want to get drunk, he would definitely not get drunk, but he did not choose to be sober.

Yu Wenke was walking staggering on the road. There were overgrown weeds in the northern suburbs. A hungry wild boar came out of the way and wanted to rob it. When it pounced, Yu Wenke took it into his arms.

"Master——"

The sloppy man's eyes were full of tears, and the wild boar was terrified and looked at Qin Kun as if asking for help.

Qin Kun was startled and found that the sloppy man was tightening his grip even tighter, while the wild boar was foaming at the mouth and squealing.

"Master - don't leave me -"

The wild boar rolled his eyes and almost fainted. Qin Kun thought to himself: It's so powerful.

This is just pure strength!

The wild boar was hugged from behind, and its fangs could not reach Yu Wenke, so it had given up. Fortunately, Qin Kun couldn't bear it and gently tapped Yu Wenke's eyebrows with two fingers.

A calming spiritual energy wave entered and enveloped his mind.

"Okay, your master is about to be strangled to death by you."

Yu Wenke let go of the wild boar, lay down on the roadside, and fell asleep.

The wild boar escaped, looked at Qin Kun gratefully, and grunted twice. Qin Kun said casually: "You're welcome, go away. Don't eat people when you're hungry or anxious, otherwise the gods won't be able to protect you."

The reason why he saved the beast was that he didn't feel the stench on the other person's body. The wild boar had eaten some small animals at most, so Qin Kun was willing to help it once.

The wild boar swung its tail and bumped its butt into the forest.

Qin Kun didn't want to care whether Yu Wenke was dead or alive. This person was unlikely to die. Now he wanted to know how to get out of this causal line.

So where is the pursuer...

"Ask the people from the Zhuzong. Don't ask them to be too accurate. At least they can point me in a direction. I don't want to stay in this damn place anymore."

Seven Stars Palace.

It is located in a mountain shade between Yuetan Mountain and Qingzhu Mountain.

At this moment, in the room, an old man in sackcloth sat at the front seat. The guests were a middle-aged man with a yellow face and a fat Taoist priest with a double beard.

"Uncle Cheng, today you said that there is purple energy coming to our door. Where is it? We have been waiting for most of the day..."

The fat Taoist priest with a double beard drank tea and kept fanning himself.

The yellow-faced middle-aged man said: "Yes, uncle, why don't we make up for it first... I haven't eaten all day..."

The old man in sackcloth glared at them: "Welcoming guests on an empty stomach brings good luck. Isn't the purple energy enough for you?"

The fat Taoist priest with two curling beards smiled sheepishly: "Look what you said, can purple gas be eaten...or does it smell like grains..."

The yellow-faced middle-aged man said, "Uncle Master, could it be... someone from the North?"

The fat Taoist priest with a double beard clapped his hands and stood up: "That's not a distinguished guest! When Taoist Master went to the north, they greeted me with fists and kicks. The old man from Kuishan beat me up with a diamond talisman. If Taoist Master hadn't run so fast, I wouldn't be here." It’s gone!”

The old man in sackcloth curled his lips: "How unbecoming of Shi Rang to make you panic like this! Your master was not afraid of him back then. We are not waiting for people from the Northern Sect."

The fat Taoist breathed a sigh of relief: "That's..."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door.

"Coming?" The yellow-faced middle-aged man smiled and was about to open the door, but was stopped.

But the old man in sackcloth clasped his hands and frowned: "That shouldn't be the case. Zi Qi Fu Zhe, this person should be sleeping now and very close to us. But he shouldn't be here..."

When I pinched my fingers again, my fingertips actually lit up with flames!

Seven flames swayed, and the old man in sackcloth said to the door: "You are not from my mountain sect, but you have the great fortune of the mountain sect. How can you explain it?"

The man outside the door said: "They are from the same root, but they are different when the flowers bloom."

The old man in sackcloth was startled: "Where are you from?"

"Come from where you came from!"

"What's the point of coming here?"

"Ask for directions and have no other intention."

The old man in sackcloth smiled and said loudly: "Since you also have purple energy and noble luck, then I will give you some guidance."

"Thank you very much. I would like to hear more details."

"I can't calculate your cause and effect, but a blood line is calling you from the northeast. If you want to ask for directions, just go there. There is a way for you to leave."

"Thank you, senior, and I'll say goodbye."

Inside the house, the fat Taoist priest with two curly beards and the middle-aged man with a yellow face looked at each other. When they heard the person leaving, they opened the door. There was a pot of good wine at the door, and nothing else.

"Hey, you know what you're doing, and there's a cause and effect account!"

The fat Taoist priest took a sniff, and the aroma of wine hit his nostrils. Unfortunately, the bottle was too small: "Uncle Master, who was that person just now?"

"A traveler from the far end of the world, a passerby in Jianghu."

"Uncle, can't you say something we can understand..."

The old man in sackcloth smiled bitterly and touched his nose: "What should I say? I don't understand how this dog and two bodies appeared."

"One dog and two bodies?"

"Forget it, our distinguished guest has woken up today. Go and prepare something to eat. Someone brought this wine. It will be a feast today."

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