Ghost Shelter System

The next day, Xu Yang and his gang were playing cards in the room. The door opened and there was a foul atmosphere.

"Why hasn't Qin Kun woke up yet?"

Xu Yang couldn't bear it anymore. He checked into the hotel at 2 or 3 o'clock last night, and now it's almost 5 o'clock in the afternoon. It's been 14 hours. What was this guy doing at night?

Yuan Xinghan had already gone out for shopping, and Tu Xuanxuan also followed.

When the last group started, Qin Kun asked not to run around whenever he followed him. But when he came to Sangyu City last night, Qin Kun specifically mentioned that this city is very safe.

The two went to collect news, while Huo Qi, Wu Senran, and Xu Yang were playing cards.

After complaining, Xu Yang turned to Huo Qi and asked, "Doctor Huo, do you usually believe this?"

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People who have read books generally do not believe in ghosts and gods, but as they read more books, some considerations about the world emerge from the depths of their minds. Almost all philosophers have asked themselves: Is the world really like this?

Are there really no ghosts, gods, underworld and other strange worlds?

Hodge is a doctor of medicine, graduated from Europe, and has an S-level psychiatrist qualification certificate. He dabbles in psychiatry, psychology, and is also a master of philosophy. To say that he believes in ghosts in the world is not entirely correct.

However, he believes that there is a hidden world in the world, and the dead will continue to live in that world until the so-called reincarnation disappears.

"I don't believe it all. In short, when I was in school, I was an atheist. After I went to Europe to study, I changed my mind a little. After that, I saw some strange things and I became confused."

Compared to a doctor, Hodge is more like a scientific researcher. He has round glasses and slightly messy hair. His curly hair is shaggy on the top of his head. When he twitches his eyes, he will be confused with thinking.

Holding the cigarette in his mouth, never holding it with his hands, letting the ash fall on his white coat, Hodge said that this was his way of relaxing.

Xu Yang and Wu Senran once discussed that this Doctor Huo was definitely not normal, and he was probably stupid because of reading.

Xu Yang coughed dryly: "Doctor Huo, tell me a ghost story. It seems that you have seen a lot of them?"

Wu Senran also cheered up. He had a stupid mouth and a straight mind, but he liked listening to other people's stories the most.

Hotch met the two of them for the first time. When he saw the two of them looking at him expectantly, he didn't show any pretense. He thought about it for a moment, put a cigarette in his mouth, and recalled.

"Actually, it doesn't count as a ghost story. I have indeed seen some strange things."

"Ten years ago, when I was 21 years old, I just went to Europe to study and rented a house by the river. The city there was relatively remote and sparsely populated. The landlord was a sailor and often went to sea. I lived in the house for a month. Finally, I felt that the surroundings were very noisy. A couple with their children made a lot of noise every day, which affected my study. There were also footsteps in the attic.

Three months later, the landlord came back from overseas. I told him that there were rats in the house, there was heavy moisture, and the sound insulation was poor, and I wanted to quit the rent.

The landlord was quite open-minded. After agreeing, he said he would entertain me before leaving.

That afternoon, the landlord drove to the supermarket to buy groceries. Some colleagues came to see him. When they saw me, they said, "Aren't you afraid of living here alone?" "

"I didn't quite understand it at the time, but after I asked him, I found out that the landlord rented a house to me. I was at school during the day and would come back at night. The house was found for me by a mid-level agency, and I didn't know. Is there anyone living here? At that time, goosebumps appeared on my body, like a rash, and I was so scared that I picked up my luggage and left."

Hotch moved his mouth and dusted off the cigarette: "I lived with that family of three for four months, and even held their child. I remember one day when I was sick, that family of three stayed in my house and sat all night. , just like those people I saw in the hearse, saying they were taking care of me, but after thinking about it, I guess... they were inhaling Yang Qi."

Xu Yang's scalp felt numb as he thought of the group of people in the hearse, sitting upright and staring straight ahead. Qin Kun once said that a person's body is lit by three sun lamps, which light up the heavenly spirit on both shoulders. Wandering souls and wild ghosts will not come near, but when they are sick, The weakest and easily attacked by evil spirits.

The ancients said, "Sickness comes like a mountain." This is true. If you are in good spirits, your illness will recover quickly. If your spirit is also attacked, you will probably have a serious illness.

And...sitting in the room like this all night makes me feel a little chilly just thinking about it.

Not to mention living under the same roof, even if he goes to the company toilet and finds a mopping lady, and someone tells him that the cleaning lady is on leave that day, he will be worried for several days.

Huo Qi saw that Wu Senran had no reaction, as if he didn't believe it. Xu Yang's expression was a bit wrong. He asked: "There are a few strange things that I have encountered since I started working. Do you want to hear them?"

"I won't listen anymore." Wu Senran and Xu Yang said in unison.

Wu Senran felt that it was nonsense. Apart from seeing ghosts when he was with Qin Kun, he had never encountered such strange things at other times. He found it boring.

Xu Yang didn't want to hear it anymore. He felt that the hotel was weird last night. If I continue to listen to it, I won’t be able to sleep tonight.

"I'm going to wake up Qin Kun. This guy probably didn't do anything good with that waitress at night!"

After Xu Yang said this, his head hurt.

"Who hit me?!"

Xu Yang turned around and found that it was Qin Kun.

"Are you injured?" Xu Yang's sharp eyes saw Qin Kun's chest wrapped with gauze, "I stayed with my girl all night, why did I hurt my trachea? This position is wrong!"

I'll fuck you uncle!

Qin Kun rolled his eyes at Xu Yang, "I was impaled by a key, you are so dirty!"

Even if the Blood King Pill can restore the injury, the scars on the body are still there. The Blood King Pill can only provide the energy to restore the injury. If you want to fully recover, you still have to rely on yourself to nurse yourself back to health.

"Where are Brother Yuan and Xuanxuan?" Qin Kun asked.

"We've gone to collect wind. Where are we going today?"

"White Dragon Temple."

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Sangyu City is an ordinary third-tier city north of the Yellow River.

The pace is slow and the city is not very prosperous. It is an ordinary city in Huaxia. The rise of tourism in recent years has given Sangyu City a second spring.

Bailong Temple, Niushou Mountain, Yin Yang Temple and other places have a strong ancient charm. Although they are not famous, being in them feels like stepping into the ancient times to seek secluded places, which is a unique experience.

There is an old funeral street near Ping'an Hotel. Yuan Xinghan was tired from walking and bought a bottle of water. It was not far from Bailong Temple, but he didn't expect that the whole street here was full of wreath and shroud shops.

"Boss Ning, hahaha, I have sold out all the yellow paper wreaths this month. After Tuwa leaves, I think you still have the Qingming stock in your store, right?"

An old man wearing reading glasses and holding a cigarette in his mouth knocked the cigarette butt on the sole of his shoe and pinched the shredded tobacco again: "Dong Laocai, it is your ability to sell most of the wreaths and yellow paper, but if you are so happy making money from dead people, your life will be shortened." .”

The boss, who just had a big belly, had a dark look on his face: "Old man Ning, if you don't keep your word, do you know that no one will bury you after you die?!"

The old man holding a cigarette in his mouth raised his eyelids and looked at Dong Laocai: "I have an apprentice to take care of me, so what are you worried about? Your son-in-law who came to visit has kidnapped your daughters, and your grandsons have changed their father's surname back. I see you No one cares if you die."

Boss Dong gritted his teeth: "Old man Ning, sooner or later I will buy the land of your store! Let you drink the northwest wind!"

"Opening so many wreath and shroud shops is a loss of moral character. In the next life, you will be a cow or a horse. Give me one of your good cigarettes. Otherwise, I will still feed you as an old man in the next life."

Old man Ning grinned, his face was full of wrinkles, and his smile was like a flower. On the other side was Boss Dong who wanted to tear his mouth to pieces.

Yuan Xinghan watched the two elderly shop owners bickering and smiled in his heart: It was interesting.

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