Ghost Shelter System

Two simple conversations, like a greeting from an old friend.

Then, Sakonomi was shocked: "I remember you were dead. But why are you still alive?"

Qin Kun was slightly startled.

I am dead?

Qin Kun felt that the other party was joking, but Sakonomi's expression did not look like he was joking.

If what Sakonomi said is true.

Then Qin Kun is sure that in this era, there is a place where the timeline is chaotic. All causes and effects in future generations are mostly related to that place.

So when Zuo Jinchen said this, Qin Kun didn't reply and didn't want to say anything.

After meeting Peng Xiao in the Demon City, Qin Kun began to understand Zuo Jinchen's behavior for some unknown reason. The judge is cruel, punishes people for heaven, is harsh and indifferent, and is inhumane.

Peng Xiao was forced to jump into the river, Hong Yi was forced to extinguish Yang Deng, Wu Xiong was forced to leave Southeast Asia, and even Yang Shen's death was related to Zuo Jinchen. The famous ghost hunter of the Southern Sect was almost completely lost to Zuo Jinchen. in hand.

At some point, after Qin Kun had seen those senior martial artists who were dehumanizing, he suddenly had an idea. Putting aside his friendship with his master, he unexpectedly felt that Sakonomi was doing the right thing.

Peng Xiao came out of the Huangpu River and killed countless people in the past ten years. Fu Zong ignored him and pretended that Ge Zhan, who had the ability to punish Peng Xiao, had never happened.

Is this the right thing to do?

Qin Kun stood there without saying much. Zuo Jinchen pushed Feng Qiang's hand away and motioned to the two young people beside him: "Come forward to see me."

Two young men, a man and a woman, were shabbily dressed.

The two clasped their hands together, their joints bulging, as if they were holding a ghost head.

"Five grains and six animals are sacrificed to the underworld, and nine corpses are welcomed to serve as true immortals. They offer sacrifices to the family, and they would rather not do so as a courtesy."

"The underworld gently activates the soul-inspiring rhythm, and the divinely adjusted sky resounds with chaotic sounds from the sky. The Zhong family and Ma Xiaohua are here to greet you."

After the two of them greeted each other, Qin Kun didn't return the greeting for a while, which made them a little embarrassed.

Although times have changed, and Jianghu status is not worth mentioning, this is the minimum respect. The other party can even state his name, but the other party did nothing. In terms of etiquette, it is a bit unreasonable.

The elegant old man took a deep breath: "Aren't you going to return the favor? Or are you saying that you don't dare to report your master or inheritance?"

Qin Kun said nothing.

The elegant old man sighed: "I may have guessed who you are. You surprise me." The elegant old man almost gritted his teeth and spoke, exerting his muscles in order to control the trembling all over his body.

Qin Kun hesitated for a moment, and finally realized what Sao Konchen meant by asking the Zhong family and the sacrifice family to come forward to pay tribute.

He was testing his sect's inheritance.

Qin Kun had never thought that Zuo Jinchen's palace was so deep. Can you tell your identity just by not returning the gift?

This is incredible!

"Master Du, is there this person in the fight tonight?" Zuo Jinchen looked at the burly man and asked.

The burly man didn't know Qin Kun, but he just heard Du Qinghan mention that she invited a Taoist priest from Yanjing.

He looked at Du Qinghan, who nodded: "Yes."

Zuo Jinchen said with his hands behind his hands: "Then please, Master Du, please follow me. If you follow him, I am afraid that I will kill him if I can't help it."

The air was chilly, and everyone could tell that Sakonomi's tone was serious. The burly man didn't expect Sakonomi to have a problem with this young man?

"Then, then just listen to sir."

It's the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, night, light rain.

After leaving Dujiazhai and trekking for three hours, Feng Qiang no longer knew where he was.

During the three-hour mountain road, he had seen tombs, mass-burial corpses, and several dilapidated and deserted villages. He had already changed his flashlight to a second one, and he hadn't reached the place the woman was talking about yet.

Feng Qiang saw that Qin Kun was silent, and so was the woman, as if a young couple were having a conflict, but not quite.

The group in front was the head of Dujiazhai, and the Taoist priest named Zuo, who had already put a lot of distance between them. Their team consisted of the woman named Du, an old man in a black shirt, and the shopkeeper.

Feng Qiang couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Old man, where are we going today?"

Among the group of people, the shopkeeper and the woman were in the same group, and the old man in black shirt was obviously an outsider, so Feng Qiang singled him out for questioning.

The old man in black shirt is the old man who kidnapped Feng Qiang.

According to the rules, his shady business was broken up by Feng Qiang, and the other party was from the temple, so he obviously couldn't survive.

But Mr. Du didn't say to kill him, so Mr. Gu wouldn't do anything.

In this fight, because of his status, he was not supposed to be a cook, but he couldn't help but let a ghost weapon fall out of his hand, which violated Master Du's taboo. He strongly denied that the blood pattern Ruyi was not his own. Although Du Ye didn't ask any more questions, he knew that the other party was just giving him face.

While walking on the road, Master Gu heard Feng Qiang asking for information and snorted coldly: "You are an official and I am a thief. Do you think I will tell you where you are going tonight?"

Since ancient times, it has been an agreed upon rule that both the temple and the court should not interfere with each other. No matter how good the relationship is, it will not cross the line. What's more, he is not familiar with this official.

Feng Qiang felt a little curious.

"You can't say that. If you're an official, you won't be in your position. My duty is not to catch tomb robbers. I don't care about the ghosts." Feng Qiang whispered.

Master Gu said with a straight face: "You fart! Do you think I am a two or three-year-old child? Since ancient times in the world, how can there be an official position to control ghosts?"

Feng Qiang said: "You don't know? Are you uneducated?"

Gu Ye blushed: "I"

Mr. Gu’s beard trembled with anger, my culture has nothing to do with you!

Feng Qiang said disdainfully: "You look like you are uneducated at first glance. Have you ever heard of Taichang Temple? Taichang, the head of the nine ministers of the Han Dynasty! His subordinate officials include Tai Le, Tai Zhu, Tai Zai, Tai Shi, Tai Bu, and Tai Physician. They are in charge of music and prayers. , worship, astronomy, divination, and medical treatment.”

"Japan's Onmyodo was established by merging Taifu and Astronomy, and it was called Onmyoji."

"The priests in Japan are the Taiju before Taichang Temple, and the Taibu are the Onmyojis."

The ancient master listened to Feng Qiang's show of knowledge as if he were listening to heavenly scriptures. In fact, not only normal people like to listen to Jianghu stories, Jianghu people also like to listen to these official historical allusions. Master Gu blinked, and even the shopkeeper, Du Qinghan, and Qin Kun next to him were attracted.

Feng Qiang was very proud: "If you are not talented, Feng Qiang's position is equivalent to that of divination."

Now, Master Gu was a little in awe.

Although there are barriers between the temple and the world, listening to the other party's description, it seems that the other person is like a person from the temple, and many barriers have been eliminated at once.

"I've seen Feng Taibu!"

Feng Qiang was startled and covered his forehead.

Damn it, Taifu was just a concept used by officials in those days to predict misfortune and eliminate evil spirits. Most people who can eliminate evil spirits belong to lower-ranking officials. Anyone can do it. The core is the person who divines good and bad luck. It’s inappropriate for you to call me Taidivination.

However, Feng Qiang has become much more sophisticated in recent years. People in the world only value face. If you are too self-effacing, others will look down on you.

Feng Qiang snorted coldly: "Am I qualified to ask where we are going now?"

Master Gu was not careless and said: "Feng Taibu, have you ever heard of the Tomb of the Underworld?"

Tomb of the underworld?

Feng Qiang shook his head, what is this?

Gu Ye whispered: "The Yin Tomb, also called the Ghost Tomb, can only be entered on July 15th every year. Because except for this specific condition, the door of the tomb cannot be found at other times. The owner of this tomb was a money-greedy ghost during his lifetime and would collect There are many burial artifacts placed in my own tomb, so there must be a lot of stuff! In our line of work, some people may not encounter one in their lifetime. If you can come out of the underworld tomb smoothly, it will be enough for you to eat and drink for a lifetime!"

Feng Qiang was shocked.

Ghost making money? This was the first time he heard of it!