Ghost Shelter System

Yanjing.

Qin Kun could not have imagined that one day he would come to Yanjing in this way.

In Yanjing in the 1980s, the sky was clear, people were in high spirits, and some old-fashioned propaganda slogans could be seen everywhere on the streets.

In 1984, there was no song of the fifth ring in Yanjing, and even the third ring had just been built.

This year, there are very few vehicles on the road. The buses have been upgraded to trolleybuses, but you can still see a lot of 'airbag buses' shuttling through the streets.

On the street, Santana is a luxury car, and Xiali is also out of reach.

Next to the Summer Palace, Qin Kun was riding a bicycle carrying a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was sitting on horseback behind him. He pointed at a building not far away and said, "Master Xiao Qin, look, that's Yenching University. I teach there." !”

The middle-aged man's tone was filled with pride.

Yenching University!

Qin Kun felt that the world was so wonderful. He never imagined that one day he would meet a professor from the highest university!

Following the bicycle on the road, Qin Kun only felt: I can’t see through this world anymore.

The system did not prompt any stage tasks. Qin Kun decided to go to the middle-aged man's house for a meal first to relieve his speechless mood.

"By the way, brother, I haven't asked you what your name is yet?"

The middle-aged man said: "My name is Qi Xiuyuan! What about you? Little comrade."

Fuck me

Qin Kun turned the handlebar and almost hit the guardrail.

Qi Xiuyuan! Qi Hongzhuang’s grandfather! ! !

Why does Mao always carry a grandpa on the back of his bicycle every time he comes to a place like this? Can't she be a sister? !

"My name is Qin Kun."

"Master Xiao Qin, your accent doesn't sound like a Hong Konger."

"My ancestral home is Linjiang City, Nanshan Province."

"Oh no wonder."

As an intellectual, Qi Xiuyuan had his own staff dormitory in the school, but of course, his home was not there.

To the southeast outside the Second Ring Road of Yanjing, a community stands in Jinsong.

Qin Kun really regretted riding his bicycle here. From the northwest to the southeast, it was equivalent to detouring half of the Second Ring Road. It was not tiring at all, but the grind on his butt was unbearable.

Hearing that it was coming soon, Qin Kun felt relieved and took stock of the environment.

This should be a newly developed area, and the buildings next to it still have a sense of age. The sun is still there, but this area feels eerie and the temperature is several degrees lower than other places.

Qin Kun frowned: "Professor Qi, there is something wrong with the feng shui in your home."

Qi Xiuyuan is now an associate professor. In Qin Kun's memory fragments, Qi Xiuyuan's impression is not very good, but since they have met, they can't be too indifferent. Maybe the stage task is related to him.

"Zhenzi Juan" includes "earth, water, fire, and wind". Qin Kun is not good at it, but now it is okay to take a look at Feng Shui.

This piece of land is vast and sparsely populated. It is far less popular than the metropolises of later generations. Therefore, the Yang Qi is thin. Coupled with the reconstruction of the terrain and the cutting of trees and soil, it looks like a "barren tomb and chaotic hill". To be honest, Qin Kun thought this place was weird.

But it's daytime now, there are still some pedestrians on the street, and the Yang energy is enough, so I don't find anything dirty.

Qi Xiuyuan was a little surprised: "Master Xiao Qin, are you still reading this? No wonder I heard that some metaphysics are very popular in Hong Kong. To tell you the truth, this place was not called 'Jinsong' before, it was called 'Jiasong Tomb'. It is the tomb of eight major Hauges in the Manchu Qing Dynasty. My wife’s ancestors were the guardians of Hauge’s tombs, and their ancestors have lived here nearby for generations.”

"Hauge?" Qin Kun said he didn't know this man.

Qi Xiuyuan explained: "The eldest brother of Emperor Shunzhi and the uncle of Emperor Kangxi!"

Oh, Kangxi’s uncle, I understand when you say that

Qi Xiuyuan's home was obviously a newly built community, with red brick walls and a five-story building. It was a typical small building of that era.

On the 4th floor, as soon as I entered the door, a round-faced woman wearing an apron said: "Why did you come back and go to the park to practice Qigong again? I told you it was a lie. Are you hungry? I'll make dumplings right now!"

A round-faced woman, Qi Xiuyuan's wife, whose surname is Guan, is naturally Qi Hongzhuang's grandmother.

"No, I know a friend, Xiaoling. Let me introduce to you, Xiao Qin, Qin Kun. She is from Hong Kong. This is my wife, Guan Yiling." Qi Xiuyuan said.

Qin Kun and Qi Hongzhuang are in a male-female relationship. When they see her grandma, it's not okay to call her sister. If you call her grandma, you will be beaten. She can only say seriously: "Hello, Mrs. Qi."

"What are you calling me, madam? You're too polite. You can call me eldest sister!" The round-faced woman was obviously the kind of hospitable person. After hearing this, she wiped her hands with some restraint and looked at Qi Xiuyuan complainingly: "I didn't even tell you in advance when the guests were coming! I Go make some more dumplings. Xiao Qin, today we have dumplings at home, stuffed with big meat and celery, do you have any taboos? "

Qin Kun was infected by the enthusiasm and said with a smile: "If you don't have taboos, can you make it into sour soup for me?"

The round-faced woman smiled and said: "Why not! Weiguo, we have a guest at home, come out quickly!"

Qi Xiuyuan's home has two rooms and one living room. The place is not big, but it is tidied up in an orderly manner. Qin Kun is sitting on the elastic sofa with wooden armrests, his eyes sad.

Menggui Travel Agency's first trip was on this kind of sofa in the accommodation building next to the Sanfenshan Experimental Base. It was also Qi Xiuyuan's home at that time, with such a sofa and such dumplings.

The springs of this sofa are very soft and very comfortable to sit on.

Between the two sofas is a wooden table covered with plexiglass. Under the glass are several photos.

Qi Xiuyuan made a cup of tea and said with a smile: "Sister Guan, your craftsmanship is very good. Some professors in the school like to come to my house for dinner during the holidays. You are in luck."

Qin Kun covered his head: "Professor Qi, you can't call me eldest sister, you are a junior."

Qi Xiuyuan pushed up his glasses: "It's okay for us to be friends as equals. Mr. Xiao Qin and Da Qin, I think you must have more knowledge than me in some aspects. The master is the teacher."

A sturdy young man walked out of the room, about 18 years old, wearing a blue vest with a big word "Award" printed on it.

"The dog is Qi Weiguo. Weiguo, this is your Uncle Qin."

After Qi Xiuyuan finished speaking, Qi Weiguo curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Uncle? How old is he?"

Qi Xiuyuan said angrily: "Do you have any objection to your Uncle Qin discussing friendship with me as a peer? There is no politeness at all!"

Qi Weiguo sneered: "Dad, I can hear you. This is your new friend, and he is the qigong master of Longevity Mountain, right? I think this is a liar who came to our house to make a living!"

Qigong craze rose in the 1980s, and many people who claimed to be masters were later exposed as liars. However, Qigong craze has not subsided, and some people still believe that there are Qigong masters in the world.

This qigong craze also swept through the academic circle, and some intellectuals were deceived and began to practice qigong. However, the government severely punished it, and this craze did not cause social harm. It was temporarily turned into a form of physical fitness, and no more attention was paid to it.

Qi Xiuyuan was deceived by a qigong master before. At that time, he spent a month's salary to buy a set of "Qigong manuals" and participated in "Qigong conferences". He was criticized by his family for a long time and was even named and criticized by the school.

Qi Xiuyuan's embarrassing incident was mentioned by his son, and a slight anger appeared on his gentle face: "You are uneducated and have no skills! You are uneducated! Is this how I usually teach you? You don't go to school or work now, and you are unemployed at home, which is a potential social threat. You should study hard at home these days and prepare to re-study!"

Qi Weiguo snorted: "I don't want to study! I want to be a soldier! I want to protect my family and my country!"

Qi Xiuyuan said: "You!"

Seeing Qi Xiuyuan shaking with anger, Qin Kun comforted him: "It's normal for young people to be angry. Qi Weiguo, right? I'm not a qigong master, but I'm not a liar either."

When Qin Kun saw Qi Weiguo coming out with a wooden nunchaku in his hand, he asked him to come over.

"You see, qigong shouldn't be difficult. You need to focus on the qi first, and then exert force. It's similar to exercising your body. If the qi throughout the body can be poured into all the pores, the power will be doubled."

After Qin Kun finished speaking, he let out a soft drink and exerted force with his fingers. Qin Kun pinched the two nunchucks like walnuts and cracked them.

Qin Kun shouted softly, but like muffled thunder, the dust from the ceiling fell rustlingly, accompanied by the harsh sound of the wooden stick being crushed, which was particularly shocking.

Qi Weiguo's eyes widened and he swallowed when he saw the broken nunchucks in Qin Kun's hand: "You, you, you, how could you possibly do that! Exhale and shake your bones! Dad, this is in the Qigong manual you bought! It’s actually true!!!”

Qi Xiuyuan's eyes almost popped out of his head. He swallowed: "Don't talk yet, please let me take my time."