Ghost Shelter System

"How do you think it is appropriate for a man who pushed his little girlfriend into the lake to die?"

Xun Shisang looked at Qin Kun with a sneer, "I pushed him into the lake, just like his girlfriend was drowning, and dragged him to the bottom of the lake again and again. When he died, he even begged me for mercy. It's a pity that he died undeservedly."

Since ancient times, the Northern Sect has been using its own methods to deal with affairs in the world of the world, acting both righteously and evilly. They have no respect for heaven, earth, and life.

Those who do good will survive, while those who do evil will die without a burial place.

In their view, they are defenders of morality and arbiters walking in the world, rewarding good and punishing evil. This is the way they have behaved for thousands of years.

"It's a little cruel. It's not fair."

“That’s fair!!”

"No, that's not fair at all."

Qin Kun said, "If you do this to everyone, it is fair, but if you do it only to the people you see, it is unfair."

Niu Meng was originally the jailer of the Skull-Broken Prison of the Department of Punishing Evil. He said that punishing evil means being vigilant, rather than being an executioner who secretly takes a life.

Qin Kun feels that there is justice in heaven and earth because heaven and earth treat everyone equally.

The Northern faction wants to take orders from Heaven, but they cannot treat everyone equally, which is a great injustice.

Xun Shisang was silent, and Qin Kun rubbed his neck: "So, I will give you a chance to let you go. Otherwise, I will save you tonight."

"But God can't be fair! Why are some people born rich and wealthy, while others have to struggle to survive?" Xun Shisang argued.

"Look, I'm not trying to reason with you."

Qin Kun patted Xun Shisang's face and said, "Because you have done something good that you think is a good thing, I will give you a chance to let you go. It does not mean that I approve of your actions. However, I can actually explain the truth. clear"

Qin Kun smiled and looked back with a sarcastic look: "Those who are born superior you mentioned are all caused by the seeds of the past and are blessed by blessings. Everyone has the opportunity to accumulate virtue and do good and benefit future generations. They are both in the same path of life and death. Yes, do you believe in cause and effect? ​​Do you think what I said makes sense?"

"You are talking nonsense!"

With a loud punch, Qin Kun hit Xun Shisang in the stomach, causing Xun Shisang to bend down like a shrimp.

Having experienced a lot of things recently, Qin Kun's verbal skills have improved again. He has vaguely felt that he has changed from a smart person to a wise person. He can reason better than the other party and can defeat the other party with strength. Qin Kun Very confident.

He pinched Xun Shisang's neck and lifted him up: "I'll give you ten seconds to point out where I'm talking nonsense. Otherwise, you die."

Xun Shisang was stunned and broke out in a cold sweat. He just subconsciously didn't want to agree with Qin Kun's reasons, but he had to say that Qin Kun's reasons made it impossible for him to find fault.

"One, two, thirty!"

Xun Shisang racked his brains and found that the time had come.

Suddenly, a voice came from the door: "Qin Kun, do you still have a date?"

Wu Senran walked in after washing up and saw Qin Kun beating the children, then filled a bowl of noodles and left. His arrival reminded Qin Kun that at least Xun Shisang could not die here.

He noticed that Xun Shisang's expression was frightened, and he chuckled: "I won't do this next time."

Xun Shisang was thrown to the ground by Qin Kun and found that Qin Kun was gone. Unknowingly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At noon, everyone had finished eating.

They accidentally discovered that Xun Shisang was leaving.

"I was caught skipping class. I have to go back to school."

The reason given by Xun Shisang left no one in doubt, and no one knew that the soul belonging to this young man had been killed long ago.

After Xun Shisang left, Wu Senran felt most comfortable.

"I slept in the same room with that kid last night, and there was no sound of breathing at night. It scared me to death."

Wu Senran stated the facts. The living dead have no heartbeat and naturally do not need to breathe.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Xinghan was carrying his drawing board, Wu Senran was carrying his camera, Xu Yang was also wearing an unusually sexy bag, and Tu Xuanxuan and Huo Qi were a little curious.

Yuan Xinghan said: "They are all traveling. The afternoon is the most comfortable time. Take the opportunity to relax."

The hilltop next to Hancoffin Village is a rocky mountain, but together with the surrounding scenery and primitive villages, the scenery is unique.

The blue sky and white clouds, the flowing river, painting, photography, recording, Yuan Xinghan said that the highlight is at night.

A group of people followed Qin Kun to the Yanjun Temple with a playful mentality.

This temple is located in the village and is not very conspicuous. However, the life-size clay sculptures at the door and the vivid appearance of the Yin gods make people admire the masons here. They are so lifelike.

Tu Xuanxuan took the camera and took pictures. She went to many places, some tourist attractions, and the modernization was too serious. Ancient temples like this were too rare.

From the curtains, to the statues, to the copper bells, to the stone bricks, to the flowers and trees in the temple, and the door beams of the main hall, there is no trace of modernization, and there are not even signs prohibiting entry, making people feel like they are in ancient times.

The temple enshrines the Five-Dian Yuanjun, also known as Yama Jun, who is also known as the Lord of Hell among the people. The twelve Yin gods under the Lord of Hell are lifelike. The temple is a Yin temple, with dim light. There are only two everlasting lamps, which vaguely illuminate the somewhat ferocious Lord of Hell. s face.

Laomiao Zhu seemed to be a little enthusiastic as he hadn't seen any guests for a long time.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the small temple in our village could also welcome pilgrims!"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Senran knew what he was doing, and shouted in a loud voice: "Each person pays 9 yuan for incense, and an extra yuan is a blessing!"

Lao Miao Zhu was stunned for a moment, his face as pale as pig liver: "That's not what I meant."

Wu Senran patted his shoulder comfortingly and said, "It's okay. The temple in your village is much more realistic than the one I saw in Guning County!"

Wu Senran didn't care how much the incense cost. He took out 100 and stuffed it into the oil box before lighting incense and worshiping God.

The others are not short of money, and they are well educated.

First of all, this temple is really very interesting. Every brick and tile is full of ancient charm. Even though it is a Yin temple, it is also extremely rare and exquisite. Seeing Wu Senran spending money, these people also gave their money and paid for incense.

I wish I could cry without tears in the old temple. I need at least 3 sticks of incense. You ordered it for me for 100 yuan. I am not a pilgrim like you.

According to the rules of the temple, large incense is only lit at four o'clock and eight festivals. These incense are not the incense in ordinary temples. If they are lit so frequently, they will attract ghosts and gods.

"You guys don't know, I have this stick of incense 3" Old Miao Zhu mumbled, as if he was just trying to make up for his mistake.

As soon as this was said, there was silence for a while, and then a thick voice asked loudly with a tone of disbelief.

"3! Are you asked by Qin Kun again?"

Wu Senran was stunned, what are you doing, you dare to sell a stick of incense for 3! You are no longer ripping off customers, this is fraud! !

The temple blessing was speechless: "A bunch of young people are talking nonsense. In the past, lighting incense was a ritual to ask gods to make wishes. Only good incense can send wishes to gods. You just asked gods and didn't make wishes. In the evening There are ghosts and gods looking for you."

Wu Senran was stunned: "Old man, don't be alarmist! You are spreading feudal superstition!"

Do you think I'm spreading feudal superstition? Then what are you doing in the temple?

From the corner, Qin Kun's voice came: "Old Miao Zhu is right. His incense is indeed valuable and effective. You are not short of money. Please make up the money."

Yuan Xinghan was the first to pay the price. Since Qin Kun said so, it must be true. Since the incense was effective, Yuan Xinghan's heart skipped a beat when he thought that ghosts and gods would be looking for him at night if he didn't reveal his wish when he first worshiped the gods. If he really found them, what should he ask?

Xu Yang was the second to pay, 3 yuan, not much. But he captured a useful message.

Qin Kun actually said that this fragrance is very effective? Can he ask ghosts and gods to do things at night? As the saying goes, money can make a fool of himself. He has already paid for it, so he can’t spend it in vain, right?

Tu Xuanxuan is a rich girl, and Huo Qi is a doctor who comes here for the first time. Both of them are very happy to pay.

Depend on!

Wu Senran found that he took the lead and led himself into the ditch.

"I won't pay!"

He is not short of money, but it is a matter of face. Previously at Xu's Yizhuang, with the old Taoist priest interpreting the lot, I only paid 100 yuan. Now I paid 3 yuan, which is equivalent to leading a group of people into a ditch.

This pot can only be acknowledged, not carried away!

Laomiao Zhu chuckled and looked at Qin Kun: "This little brother, does he understand the rules?"

"Understand that incense can invite gods in exchange for money. As the saying goes, repay repayment. If you don't pay enough, you will suffer karmic retribution, and ghosts and gods will also be jealous. The ancients valued the most rituals. Going back to the past, this is part of the sacrifice. Since it is a courtesy, it is natural that it should be fulfilled."

Lao Miao Zhu nodded: "Yes, you have to do enough etiquette to attract evil spirits. I didn't expect that although the world is far away, the inheritance is still intact. I traveled to various places when I was young. I dare to ask which disciple you are?" Lao Miao Zhu said Looking at the approving eyes of the seniors in the world, he glanced at Qin Kun.

"This can't be said."

Qin Kun smiled apologetically.

"Why can't you tell me?"

"A senior told me not to reveal my identity in the temple after I leave."

Lao Miaozhu was even more confused: "Why is this?"

Qin Kun shrugged: "The temple can't accommodate me, it will collapse."

As soon as these words came out, Laomiao Zhu was shocked, and several other people were also shocked. They looked at Qin Kun's expression, and it didn't seem like he was joking.

A small temple cannot accommodate a great god. They had only heard this in stories, but when they heard it coming from Qin Kun's mouth, it felt a little unreal.

Besides, this tone is too loud!