Ghost Shelter System

Today is July 14th of the lunar calendar. After midnight, it is July 15th of the lunar calendar, the Ghost Festival.

"On the half of the seventh month of Shigu, there are three festivals for ancestor worship."

"Allowing orphans" is what Qin Kun heard from the older generation when he was working in a funeral parlor. The general meaning is to give alms and relief to lonely souls and ghosts.

Traditionally, the three festivals of ancestor worship - New Year's Eve, Qingming Festival, and Double Ninth Festival - are ancestor worship in Chinese customs, while the Ghost Festival is about giving alms to ghosts traveling from south to north.

The moon is extraordinarily round tonight.

Under the moonlight, Qin Kun's face turned pale.

The last unit building is close to the toilet. When I got closer, I saw that there were wreaths placed around the building.

Qi Xiuyuan huddled behind Qin Kun and whispered: "Aunt Zhao passed away some time ago. Xiao Qin, isn't it Aunt Zhao who kidnapped Weiguo?"

Qin Kun recalled the female ghost he saw with his heavenly eye: "No."

Qi Xiuyuan is over 40, and he still calls her aunt. If that female ghost is Aunt Zhao, she is too old.

At this time, the unit building did not have a door. The left aisle led to the two units on the first floor, and next to it was the stairs leading upstairs.

In the corridor, it was extremely cool, with a cold wind blowing. The concrete handrail was polished and a child slipped down from the second floor, sitting on the handrail.

"Good morning, Teacher Qi!"

"Hey, morning!" Qi Xiuyuan said, eyes widening, it's almost 11 o'clock, how early!

Recalling the appearance of the kid just now, Qi Xiuyuan wiped cold sweat, grabbed Qin Kun's arm, and swallowed: "Xiao Qin, I have never seen that kid!"

Qin Kun ignored it and walked upstairs.

The breath of the female ghost was on the 5th floor. Qin Kun went all the way up. Between each floor, there was a corner like an outstretched balcony. At the corner of the 3rd floor, a beggar sat there with a broken bowl next to him. Goudi looked at Qin Kun and Qi Xiuyuan.

Qi Xiuyuan was as stiff as if struck by lightning.

The beggar was sitting on the corner wall, knocking on his broken bowl with a very dissatisfied expression. Qin Kun patted Qi Xiuyuan on the shoulder: "Old Qi, it's too dangerous upstairs. You wait for me here."

"Xiao Qin!!!" Qi Xiuyuan was about to cry but had no tears. How could a sinister person like Qin Kun leave him here?

"I'm going to save the country!"

"Save your ass, those who are engaged in scientific research should do their research well. Don't you want to study string oscillation? Go ahead."

Qi Xiuyuan opened his mouth slightly, and the moonlight outside the building shone through the beggar's body. Qi Xiuyuan was sure that he had seen it correctly.

He had seen this strange sight many times at the Xishan Experimental Base, but he didn't believe it could happen in other places! He firmly believed that what he saw was accidental, maybe an hallucination, or a deception of brain perception. The magnetic field disorder in the Xishan Experimental Base could be explained by hallucinations, but now, next to his house, what explanation could be used?

Qi Xiuyuan discovered that Qin Kun had gone upstairs without knowing it, leaving him alone.

Qi Xiuyuan swallowed, and suddenly walked towards the beggar.

The reason why scientists are called 'madmen' stems from his endless curiosity. Even in shock, Qi Xiuyuan's essence has not changed.

He took out a notebook and asked carefully: "Excuse me, where are you from?"

On the 5th floor, Qi Weiguo carried the woman in white dress into the house.

In the summer, the door inside is open, leaving only a screen door to prevent mosquitoes and allow ventilation.

There was no light in the room, and Qi Weiguo was panting.

"If nothing happens, I'll leave."

"You can't leave."

The woman in the white dress was placed on the sofa, suddenly put her arms around Qi Weiguo's neck and started kissing him.

The sudden beauty made Qi Weiguo's eyes widen.

"Don't mention it! We just met!" Qi Weiguo pushed the other person away nervously.

He is 18 years old, at a young age. Although he talks nonsense and uses slang words such as "patting the mother-in-law" and "making honey", he has only held a girl's hand a few times and has never kissed her.

The woman in the white dress said nothing and became more enthusiastic.

Qi Weiguo's brain was congested with blood and he was a little dizzy. Suddenly, a cold little hand came out of his shorts and grabbed his crotch.

Oh my God!

Oh my god! ! !

Qi Weiguo didn't want to think about anything now. He was so passionate that he pressed the woman in the white dress under him and awkwardly opened the skirt.

However, Qi Weiguo took a lot of effort to open the skirt and put his hand in it, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

When the originally elastic thighs were touched, they turned out to be dry and fleshless, and Qi Weiguo smelled another stench.

It's as disgusting as dead fish and rotten shrimps.

"Come on!"

The voice of the woman in the white skirt was still as clear and pleasant as ever, but Qi Weiguo used the moonlight to see a thin and hairy head, one eyeball was dripping with pus, and there were no lips on the face, as if it were a mummy. The face of the woman in the white skirt was also deliberate. She showed off her charm and stuck her butt out.

vomit--

Qi Weiguo almost vomited. This was not the woman with smooth and cold skin just now. She was obviously the corpse dug out of the grave!

Qi Weiguo's hair stood on end and cold sweat flowed out like running water. The female ghost in the white dress pulled him with great strength. Qi Weiguo kicked her in the face: "Get away! You ugly monster!!!"

The loud voice woke up the owner of the house.

A man in shorts and a woman in a silk gown came out and immediately turned on the light.

"Thief!!!"

Qi Weiguo said in a panic: "I, I'm not a thief! A mummy tricked me into coming here. I swear I didn't trick you!"

After Qi Weiguo finished speaking, he looked at the sofa. It was empty. Where was the woman in the white dress?

"You said you're not a thief?!"

The male host glared angrily, and the female host hurried to the bedroom and called the police.

Qi Weiguo panicked. He was only 18 years old. In the past few years, he had governed the country with strict laws. If he encountered burglary, robbery, etc., he would almost be shot.

He hurried to the back room, grabbed the hostess's arm and stopped her from making a phone call.

"Let go of my wife! Do you know who I am?"

The male host had a sharp tone. Qi Weiguo saw that there was a BB player on the table and a phone. He didn't have such a thing at home. This family is obviously rich or noble!

"Brother, listen to me, I'm really not a thief!" Qi Weiguo pushed the hostess away, clutching the phone with an anxious expression, "I was tricked by a ghost, and I met a female ghost!!!"

The word "female ghost" seems to have worked.

The male host hesitated for a moment and asked, "What kind of female ghost?"

Seeing that the male master believed it, Qi Weiguo said that the sky has eyes, but the next moment, he saw an ax floating behind the male master's head.

"Big brother, little brother"

Before he finished speaking, the blunt head hit the male owner hard on the back of the head.

puff--

The male host's eyes were unfocused and he fell to the ground. His body twitched and blood splashed on Qi Weiguo's face.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The hostess screamed, pushed Qi Weiguo away, and dialed the phone.

"Hey, murder!!!"

Jiasongfen Police Station received an alarm call at 11 p.m.

The police officers on duty immediately geared up and prepared to go.

"Why go?"

An old policeman who had not changed his clothes was looking through the case files and drinking tea calmly.

"Director Zhang, there is a murder!"

The old policeman said without raising his head: "In previous years, in the seventh month of the lunar calendar, there are designated people to take care of any troubles in Jiasongfen, Dongzhimen and Houhai. I advise you not to go."

The upright policeman in white frowned: "Director Zhang, are you kidding me? Why?"

The old policeman didn't answer, so he dialed a number: "Don't ask why, just do it from now on. Come here and report the location of the crime." The old policeman handed the phone to the policeman in white.