Ghost Shelter System

Yin and yang?

After hearing this reason, Qin Kun thought it was nonsense.

If there really were ghosts in this world, there would be no need for people like ghost hunters in the world. Apparently, no. Since the underworld is so chaotic, how can Yin and Yang be at peace?

Niu Meng once said that a pair of sinister partners were stationed at the Chenghuang Temple Fair in a certain place. They were black and white, or had a bull's head and a horse's face, but Qin Kun had never seen them before.

This is like the world on Earth becoming a world where ghosts roam and humans govern themselves.

Countless monsters and monsters appear one after another.

The ghost hunter has become the representative of maintaining order in the world.

In such a world, there is only temporary peace, but no permanent peace.

"If the Ten Death Seals can represent the harmony of Yin and Yang, then the previous generations of accompanying the Tengu would have brought peace to the Yang world for all eternity."

Those who die without heirs are fierce ghosts, those who die without offerings are wild ghosts, and those who die unexpectedly are wandering ghosts. If you want peace in the world, you have to think about how to save these ghosts, how to send them away, and how to destroy them.

We also have to think about how the world can be friendly to everyone and harmonious. This is the highest goal of Taoism, to rule by doing nothing.

This can obtain the seal of divine law, but it will not change the overall situation at all.

One night passed, and at noon, Qin Kun sent Ying Fengyao away and found a coffee shop to rest. When he went to work in the afternoon, Qin Kun went directly to Director Wang's office.

In the office, Lao Wang drank tea and looked at the performance sheet of the funeral home this month.

The funeral home can be regarded as the most worry-free unit for leaders. It performs well and everyone gets paid. They serve the dead and receive money from the living, so they feel at ease and happy. Poor performance means fewer people die and they are happy.

Curator Wang didn't know what he was happy about now. When he saw Qin Kun come in, he took out a bag of soft Chinese.

"Xiao Qin, let's have a nice cigarette!"

Qin Kun rarely saw Lao Wang smoking, so he pulled out several cigarettes for himself. Lao Wang felt a burst of pain: "Save some for me! I finally hid it secretly!"

Qin Kun put a small half of a pack of cigarettes into his cigarette case and smiled: "How old are you? Do you know that smoking is harmful to your health?"

Lao Wang was furious: "This is an open fire, I use it to ward off evil spirits!"

Qin Kun curled his lips: "You are not afraid of meeting little ghosts. What kind of evil can a cigarette ward off when meeting big ghosts?"

Qin Kun poured a glass of water for Lao Wang: "Drink more tea and smoke less. If you work at this job for a few more years, you will almost retire. Taking good care of your body is the best way."

Seeing that Old Wang ignored him, Qin Kun didn't mind: "Old Wang, I want to ask you something. Have you ever seen any evil deeds?"

"I heard that in every city's Chenghuang Temple, there will be two ghosts who guide the dead into the underworld."

Qin Kun sat at Lao Wang's table with a sincere expression.

Director Wang was still angry that Qin Kun took away his cigarettes, but when he saw the seriousness of Qin Kun's question, he corrected his attitude.

"I have seen it. Eighteen disciples guard the ghost gate. As a disciple of the eighteen disciples in Fengdu, I have naturally seen the evil."

Qin Kun thought that Lao Wang was going to fool him again today, so he said something to him that you would naturally know when you should know it.

I didn’t expect that he had actually seen it!

"What about the evildoer in Linjiang City? Where did he go?" Qin Kun was curious.

Director Wang looked at Qin Kun: "You don't know?"

I definitely don’t know!

Director Wang said: "Old Master Chu, Jing Laohu didn't tell you?"

"tell me what?"

Curator Wang suddenly fell silent and looked at Qin Kun. This silence was like a sculpture, making Qin Kun feel hairy all over.

"Old, Old Wang, why are you looking at me like that?" Qin Kun saw Director Wang looking like he was about to say something.

"Thirty years ago, when the previous generation died with Tengu, a young man came to Linjiang City."

After Director Wang finished speaking, he paused. His expression was strange and sad, as if he was reminiscing, but also seemed to be hiding something unspeakable.

Qin Kun took a deep breath and said calmly: "It's me."

Director Wang's hand holding the tea cup shook violently, and the hot tea splashed out and sprinkled on his hand.

"You remember?"

"Um."

When Qin Kun thought about it, he didn't think about it, but experienced that past event. All along, Director Wang thought that this memory was sealed by Qin Kun, otherwise he should have known him long ago. He didn't know, that's because Qin Kun hadn't experienced it yet.

"Then can you remember where the evil spirits in Linjiang City have gone?"

Qin Kun shook his head.

"Killed."

Being killed?

This answer caught Qin Kun off guard.

"When you left Linjiang City that year, a group of foreign businessmen came to the city to develop the area around the City God's Temple. When the Four Old Ages were destroyed, the City God's Temple was very effective and escaped disaster. However, during that development, two shady people He was killed, his soul was taken away, and he died miserably. Many citizens around him heard his cries and screams that night. Later, except for the clay statue of the City God, which was forced to be kept by the citizens, everything else was gone. .”

Qin Kun picked his fingers, feeling very strange now.

Originally, two unrelated people died, but it felt like something had been trampled on.

"How did they kill?"

"It should be the Exorcist of the West."

"Is there no movement in Nanzong?"

"Yes, not only Nanzong, but everyone who followed Mr. Yang took action. The next night, everyone gathered at the Chenghuang Temple. Those exorcists were very strong, but they couldn't stand the crowd and were beaten. The soul was beaten into a pulp. Then Lao Qu and I took it to the crematorium and burned it."

Qin Kun could vaguely feel the evil look in Lao Wang's eyes when he said this.

It was as if they were not a sinister plot, but two young men who worked for the family. Their souls were extracted and refined, which completely angered this group of ghost hunters.

"Old Wang, have you ever killed anyone?" Qin Kun picked a joke that was not a joke to ease the somewhat serious topic.

Director Wang chuckled: "Xiao Qin, we must follow the rules of this industry. Who told you that in life and death, there are always good people?"

"In 1983, how many agents and spies sneaked into China from across the East, Europe, and the Pacific, and we didn't care about those people. However, some wizards, exorcists, and feathered serpent priests came to our inland. We have to take care of this, right?"

"We will take care of the ghosts in the interior, and we have the final say in the life and death of the interior. What are they here to do? Bully us? Or bully us who are weak?"

"At that time, the radio broadcasts were saying that the international war situation was unstable and that war could start at any time. That was all the country's business. We didn't understand the subsequent economic war. It was all played by businessmen, but these monsters and snake gods got in. Is it our turn to take care of it?”

"Chu Laoxian is looking for someone, Jing Laohu kills people, Yu Heilian cleans up the aftermath, Lao Qu and I burn the corpses, whoever has evil intentions in his heart should die."

"In the four provinces surrounding Linjiang City, we have raided all foreign exorcists, Satanists, and mercenaries with evil intentions."

Lao Wang domineeringly crushed the cigarette butts in the ashtray: "In the next five years, no less than 40 gringos were burned in our crematorium. They all sneaked into the interior to stir up trouble."

Lao Wang gestured with his four fingers, puffing out thick smoke from his nostrils, and the evil aura began to spread all over his body for no apparent reason.

Qin Kun felt that the person sitting in front of him was some kind of funeral director, a corpse-burning maniac!

Lao Wang took a sip of tea to moisten his throat: "In the future, if you encounter any weird people, as long as they go to the inland to cause trouble, you can attack them at will. If you kill someone, there will be people from the three mountains, three temples, and three temples to come out to deal with the aftermath. Others will Eighteen disciples from all over the country will also help you burn your body and clean up your body. This has been the rule since ancient times on the road of life and death."

"Life and death matter, the strong are respected!"