Ghost Shelter System

"I admit that Senior Brother Wu stood up for us, but I'm afraid you were the one who offended the Northern Faction, right? If you hadn't gone north to fight for authority and orthodoxy with the Northern Faction, would anything have happened later?"

Jing Sansheng is aggressive.

Mr. Chu also chuckled: "Those high-minded ghost hunters are originally heretics. They established religions and recruited people one by one, and acted treacherously. At the beginning, Master Ge, the Douzong, had already used government power to suppress them. You can use them." Do you want to fight against Buyeosan’s orthodoxy with them?”

Yu Yuexian argued: "We have the Zhu Dou Fu, and they have the Bell Sacrificial Punishment. They are all from Fuyu Mountain. I am not arguing for orthodoxy. I think they are doing evil, so I can't just ignore it, right?!"

"Ignoring it is better than killing people! North of the Yellow River, you fought against three families of Zhong Ji Ju and slaughtered hundreds of miles. If those people hadn't been involved in murder cases, plus Master Ge's operation, you would have been dead! Mr. Yu, we He’s a ghost hunter, not a charlatan! Times have changed!”

"No one can find evidence for the murders they committed, so what do you want me to do? What can I use to commemorate those innocent souls who died in vain? Old pervert, tell me, can your Dou Zong Blood Soul Technique be able to deal with Zhong Zong's Nan Ke Yimeng? ?talk!"

Several old men were arguing endlessly, and Qin Kun had left the room at some point.

This Nanzong Taoist meeting allowed Qin Kun to see a lot of the world. He originally thought that the ghost hunter was just a legendary profession. He thought that this circle was very small. Many of his original thoughts were overturned and it was very involved.

Moreover, it turns out that the high-ranking people in this circle also have troubles.

Qin Kun was lying on the balcony railing, smoking a cigarette, overlooking Qingzhu Mountain, feeling a little inexplicably melancholy for a moment.

"What's the matter, young man? It's not good to be so melancholy and smoke too much."

Qin Kun turned around, and Old Man Wu came behind him at some point.

"Sect Master Wu, I just can't figure it out suddenly. What does a ghost hunter do? It seems so useless... In the eyes of ordinary people, we are no different from lunatics, right?"

Old Man Wu chuckled: "How can I be considered the sect master? I'm just a respectable title for my fellow disciples. Just call me Wu Banxian. I have asked your question to a person before, and that person said one sentence: Yin and Yang are in harmony."

Old man Wu still looked wretched, but these four words somewhat relieved Qin Kun's heart.

Yin and Yang are in harmony.

Qin Kun found that he couldn't think of a reason to refute.

Old Man Wu said: "Actually, the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect were originally one family. Their goal was to harmonize Yin and Yang, but they had different means of doing things. This is where the dispute comes from. In the future, when you have time, go to Sangyu City north of the Yellow River to see the captives there. The ghost masters are all from the Northern School and are also very famous."

Old Man Wu unexpectedly did not say anything wrong with the Northern Sect. It seemed that Old Man Wu approved of some of the Northern Sect's practices.

"Sangyu City? I know. But I don't think I can go there. I'm afraid there's nothing interesting about this kind of small town I've never heard of..."

Qin Kun shrugged. Besides, he didn't have time to meet people from the Northern Sect, nor was he interested.

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At 4:30 in the afternoon, Qin Kun left Qingzhu Mountain on his bicycle. When he left, the Happy 250 motorcycle and the permanent bicycle were still in the parking lot. The Taoist meeting will not end until tomorrow, and some young ghost hunters have not left either. Qin Kun was a little regretful that he didn't have the chance to meet the owners of the two cars.

Niu Meng and A Chou have returned to Mandrill. Qin Kun found that A Chou did not seem to have become more beautiful. He still looked dead and had not returned to his pre-death appearance. He did not know whether he had learned the ghost skills of the bellyband female ghost.

Riding all the way from the northern suburbs to the western suburbs, Qin Kun breathed in the fresh air. At the LJ City Funeral Home, Qin Kun said hello to the guard, Uncle Qu, and rushed in.

In the office, Director Wang is reading the newspaper. Seeing Qin Kun coming, he raised his head and asked, "Has your sister started school?"

Qin Kun said: "Yeah!"

Curator Wang noticed that Qin Kun's clothes were very unique. He went over to touch them and was suddenly startled: "You actually met an old tailor and a tailor?"

Qin Kun nodded: "Not only did I meet you, the old lady also asked about you and Uncle Qu."

Qin Kun stared at Director Wang's face, wanting to see something, but he couldn't see anything.

Director Wang chuckled and sighed a little: "She probably still holds a grudge. A woman's heart is as big as the eye of a needle. So, you also went to the Nanzong Taoist Association?"

Qin Kun did not deny it. It had to be said that after working in the funeral parlor for two years, Qin Kun discovered for the first time that Lao Wang was also a hidden master. There seemed to be a lot of secrets being kept from him.

"Old Wang, you told me that 'horoscopes are the hardest, black dogs accompany the sky', and you also brought up the path of life and death first. Since these things are all related to me, you should tell me some news. I have two I’ve been working for you for a long time.”

Qin Kun decided that he must ask more questions today.

Director Wang curled his lips: "I will tell you when I should tell you. Xiao Qin, when I recruited you from the talent market, I did not recruit you because of your status as a Tengu companion. I saw in your eyes that there is a young man who is unyielding. Don’t disappoint me! Work hard at your job!”

Damn it... Qin Kun really can't think of anything to say to greet Lao Wang. In terms of official tone and nonsense, Lao Wang is definitely the first.

Director Wang took a sip of tea and said, "But my salary will be deducted these days. This is the rule of the funeral home. I can't show favoritism."

Qin Kun was furious, I even treated you to a seafood meal! Didn’t you agree to take paid leave?

Director Wang smiled slyly, like an old fox: "By the way, did Wu Banxian come back secretly?"

Qin Kun was startled: "How come you know everything?"

Director Wang curled his lips: "Your brother Wang is from the Information Security Department, and your aunt is from the Women's Federation. With them here, I don't know anything."

Qin Kun also admired the director of the funeral parlor, just like Zhuge Liang.

Director Wang reminded: "It is expected that there will be big disturbances in LJ City in the next few days. Please don't interfere with me. Wu Banxian violated the agreement and returned to the inland without permission. The Northern Faction will probably find trouble. Those people are not very unreasonable."

Director Wang thought for a while and added: "The quality of the people is lower than that of Douzong. Please pay attention to your own safety."

Qin Kun nodded in astonishment, expressing his acceptance.

Curator Wang is a fan, and so is Uncle Qu. After Qin Kun finished his work, he came out of the sewing room and went straight to the guard room. Uncle Qu was still shaking his head and listening to Kun Opera.

Qin Kun secretly looked at Uncle Qu's work permit, and sure enough it had the words "Qu Chengyang" written on it.

"Uncle Qu..."

Qin Kun moistened his throat, and when he started to speak, he was interrupted by Uncle Qu: "What Old Man Wang won't say, I won't say either. Xiao Qin, just work peacefully and pay less attention to those things that are and are not."

After opening his mouth and being rejected, Qin Kun finally gave in. Who are these people? They are from the same company after all. Is it necessary to hide it from me?

Uncle Qu suddenly said: "The driver of that taxi that keeps coming here these evenings has some problems recently. You can send it away as you see fit."

Qin Kun was stunned: "You can actually see Master Kuang?"

Uncle Qu snorted: "Nonsense, if I see him shining his high beam in my eyes again tonight, I will light up his car!"

Qin Kun shrank his neck, and Uncle Qu got angry. It seemed a bit scary.

"Don't worry, I'll order his car tonight and let him come to the funeral parlor to pick up people!"

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