Ghost Shelter System

After dinner early in the morning, Lao Wang went to work.

Qin Kun returned home and lit a cigarette, seeming to be confused again.

Du Qinghan walked in, put on his slippers and walked over.

"Get up so early?"

Du Qinghan saw Qin Kun silent and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

What's wrong?

Qin Kun didn't know what was wrong and seemed a little confused. Yang Shen was born in the Republic of China, Wu Yunzi was born in the late Qing Dynasty, and Ma Yongjiang was born in the Nanming Dynasty. They were all in the war period. At that time, ghosts, ghosts and snake spirits were rampant in China. They were ghost hunters and had a place to show their skills. Although their lives were somewhat Waves, are they too calm?

"Master Du, do you sometimes feel like you don't know what to do? As if you shouldn't exist, or that there is no difference if there is one more person in the world and one less one?"

Seeing Qin Kun calling himself Master Du with a melancholy look on his face, Du Qinghan smiled: "Master Qin, how come you become so worried about the country and the people?"

"I'm worried about myself"

"In the road of life and death, Director Wang is busy running the unit, Uncle Qu is watching the gate, Chu Laoxian is tossing his Seven Star Palace, Chu Qianxun is busy with his family's real estate business, Yu Heilian is trying to expand the entrance of Fu Zongtang, Wang Qian is filming a movie, and the scenery Tiger works part-time as a bodyguard, Nie Huzi is a policeman with a special establishment, Peach Blossom Eyes went to the magic city to become a leader, Li Sanwang is running a barber shop, Ning Buwei is selling paper money wreaths for a living, Han Yao likes to play games and flirt with anchors, Ma Shenpo Working as a witch in the countryside, Crazy Zuo went to Europe to feed pigeons, his apprentice Cui Wuming was about to die and was looking for something to survive, and his apprentice Cui Honghu was in middle school."

"I don't know what I want to do."

It’s as if I’m just here to mess around. This feeling of confusion is very strange and rare.

Du Qinghan lit a cigarette, and Qin Kun reported a long list of names she had never heard before. She leaned on the sofa and listened quietly. The neutral shirt was wide and the hot pants covering the lower body looked like she was not wearing anything. .

After a while, Qin Kun finished speaking.

Du Qinghan smiled: "Master Qin, sometimes I get confused, but my uncle reminded me."

"What did he say?"

Du Qinghan smiled and narrowed his eyes: "My uncle said that our shady business is called explorers abroad."

Qin Kun smiled: "Explorer?"

"Don't laugh, my uncle really said that. What is an explorer? Explore unknown mysteries, explore treasures, explore all new things. Find the meaning of life, not dig graves to make money. Anyway, whether you believe it or not, I This is what my uncle taught me. I don’t want to go out and collect karma from you when I sell the things I find out for money. This is the same as placing incense on the graves of gods."

Qin Kun blew out a smoke ring. It was the first time he heard someone talk about tomb robbing in such a high-level manner. There might be no one except Du Qinghan.

Du Qinghan hooked Qin Kun's neck: "So you are actually lost in the wrong direction. What you are looking for is the meaning of existence, and that direction is greater and broader than the meaning of life I am looking for."

Qin Kun was puzzled.

Du Qinghan touched the fruit knife in the fruit plate on the table with his toes. The fruit knife bounced back. Du Qinghan pinched the tip of the knife. Then, the fruit knife wandered around the fingertips, the back of the hand, and the palm of the hand like a flower. It was particularly dazzling.

Qin Kun was fascinated, and Du Qinghan said: "Tell me, why does this kind of fancy juggling exist? And why do so many people want to learn it?"

"Handsome!" Qin Kun blurted out.

Du Qinghan has nimble and slender fingers. Qin Kun has seen her play with a butterfly knife. Who would have thought that she can also make flowers with a fruit knife!

Du Qinghan clamped the tip of the knife with his fingertips, flicked it hard, and inserted the knife into the apple.

"You said, the kitchen plate can also hold fruit, so why buy a fruit plate?"

"Beautiful!" Qin Kun wondered, is there any need to think about this? Fruits can also be placed on ordinary plates, but fruits look delicious when placed on a beautiful fruit plate.

"Yes, the meaning of existence is that simple. You are first of all a ghost hunter. The profession of ghost hunter should include monks, Taoist priests, goddesses, wizards, etc., but what kind of existence does this kind of behavior exist?"

"Yin and Yang are at peace!"

Du Qinghan shrugged: "Why do you become a ghost hunter?"

"I have this ability!"

Qin Kun's answers became smoother and smoother. He didn't say much, but he could feel that Du Qinghan was helping him analyze something.

"Then why do you have the ability to catch ghosts?"

Qin Kun stretched out his palm, and a tattoo on an urn stood out.

Du Qinghan was curious. She had seen this tattoo many times, but she had never seen anyone tattoo it on the palm of their hand.

"What's this?"

"Maybe it's my mark."

Qin Kun's distracted eyes gradually condensed. After returning from the Demon City, he fell into a drowsy sleep for a month. After failing the game in the City of Ten Deaths, his whole person was opened again. His trance-like mental state had always affected him.

At this moment, those sequelae seemed to disappear instantly.

Those lazy eyes are still a little lazy, but the gaze is like substance, and the pupils are bottomless.

"Is this mark famous in your industry?" Du Qinghan asked.

"Well, there are people with the strongest horoscopes. The seniors on the road have said that I was born in the yang year, yang month, yang day, yang hour and yang hour."

Qin Kun hugged Du Qinghan's waist: "So maybe I was born to be a ghost hunter. Master Du, thank you!"

Du Qinghan was eaten by Qin Kun. He tried to struggle but couldn't get away. He lowered his head and said shyly: "Then you can help me get into the tomb?"

Qin Kun silently pushed Du Qinghan away: "It's impossible not to do it."

Du Qinghan's eyes widened and he said angrily: "Qin Kun! You took advantage of me and you still have the nerve to reject me!"

Qin Kun rubbed his nose and seemed to be enlightened.

"I have principles. However, I can ask a ghost to accompany you. Do you want to leave?"

Du Qinghan nodded: "Well, last time Qiaolinggu provoked me, their head Gu Dayuan found a clue in the tomb and asked me to help him. I'm going to call some people and start the stove."

Qin Kun's house was surrounded by six ghosts. They saw Qin Kun holding a magic weapon in his hand.

Soul attached flag.

This flag, together with the hell realm, is how the ghost agents go to collect rent.

Qin Kun waved his flag, and in front of him, two ghosts that he hadn't seen for a long time appeared.

Compared with ghosts, the underworld is the same as the human world. After doing a lot of farm work, the skin will still be rough and the palms will be calloused. In front of Qin Kun, there is an old farmer in brocade with his trouser legs rolled up, and an old farmer with neat braids. farmer.

It was Qin Kun's ghost, the old ghost in Jinyi, and the pervert Xu Tao.

As Qin Kun's white-board ghost clerk, Qin Kun had a rule that if he didn't practice ghost skills, he wouldn't be able to come back. The old ghost in Jinyi and the perverted ghost Xu Tao farm and practice every day. The two of them have a lot of love, but their talents are very different. Their cultivation is already at the peak of evil ghosts, but they still have no ghost skills.

A moment ago, they were still farming and picking up stones in the incense field. They felt that they would never return to the colorful world of the underworld in this life.

But suddenly the light and shadow changed, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Qin Kun.

Looking at Qin Kun's familiar yet unfamiliar face, Xu Tao was stunned for a moment, and then burst into tears.

"Brother Kun!!! I miss you so much oooooooooo"

Qin Kun stretched out his foot and kicked Xu Tao's face, preventing him from rushing towards him.

When the two appeared, the information about them in the ghost column was quickly refreshed. Seeing that they still had no ghost skills, Qin Kun gave up any hope.

"Xu Tao, don't bullshit me. There's something you need to do for me."

"Through fire and water!!! I'll fight to the death!!!" Xu Tao promised loudly that her chest was almost broken, "As long as I'm not allowed to farm again!!! I can't bear that sin. Wuwuwuwu "

"There is a girl who is going to an unclean place. Take care of her and don't let some unsightly things offend her."

"No problem! Kids, come out!!!"

Following Xu Tao's order, Qin Kun noticed that Xu Tao suddenly appeared in armor, a pointed hat, and a coquettish armor. Qin Kun had seen it on TV. It was the standard attire of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty!

Then, a group of gangster-like brats appeared around Xu Tao, all of them were wretched and unsightly.

"Boss!"

Xu Tao pointed at Qin Kun with his thumb: "This is Big Brother!"

"Brother!" A group of rogue gangsters bowed their heads.

Qin Kun: "Don't you have no ghost skills? Where did these come from?"

"I planted the land and grew an Eight Banner Armor, do you believe it?" Xu Tao's eyebrows were beaming and she turned around coquettishly.