Ghost Shelter System
Chapter 474, Protector
‘Phase 3: Go to Bailong Temple and understand the Heavenly Way Monument’
The six stone walls are made up of six stele stones. The stele stone belonging to the way of heaven is as smooth as paper.
How to understand this?
The surface of the monument was covered with dust, and Qin Kun was helpless.
To be honest, even if there are engravings on the stele, he might not be able to tell anything about it. Qin Kun thinks that his ability to appreciate and understand is very poor, but if you engrave something, maybe I can accidentally hit it and try my luck. For poor students, multiple-choice questions are a blessing, and quiz questions are equal to death.
Qin Kun broke into the Buddhist temple and saw monks meditating at night. He picked up those monks and took away the futons from under their buttocks.
"what are you doing!"
"Why is the donor so rude?"
“What does the donor’s move mean to the robber?!”
Qin Kun said: "I have the Buddha in my heart, so I naturally worship the Buddha. Why not use your throne? You monopolize the throne and call me a robber. I think you are the robber!"
After being exposed to this thing for a long time, Qin Kun and his two sentences left the monk speechless.
The monk was furious and saw Qin Kun happily going out and going to the next Buddhist temple.
After a while, Qin Kun collected all the futons and built them into a tower shape in front of the six stone walls. Qin Kun sat high on the top of the tower, facing the Tiandao Monument.
Since it is comprehension, there must be an appearance of comprehension. Bodhidharma faced the wall and took a picture because of his sincerity. After Qin Kun heard this story, he also meditated facing the wall.
"Host, is that person crazy?"
"Host, who is that person?"
"President, this person has entered our Bailong Temple and disturbed the purity. I suggest that he be kicked out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man broke in.
"Let's see who dares!!!" The voice echoed over Bailong Temple.
The leader was a young man in black uniform with oily hair.
Behind him, a mighty team, a group of people dressed in black, and a large number of military and police personnel followed closely behind.
The young man came to a group of monks with his hands behind his back. The soul-chasing talisman in his hand burned rapidly, and the talisman caught fire in all directions.
"Hey, it is indeed a place where filth and evil are hidden!!! I count to three and retreat quickly!"
The person who came was none other than Feng Qiang.
After parting ways with Qin Kun in Luliang, Feng Qiang said he didn't want to see ghosts anymore.
This was a lifeless job. He rushed to Bingzhou the same day he left the ghost town and called his old man. On the phone, Feng Qiang cried and complained that he almost died and came back to fulfill his filial piety. He also talked about the process of disappearing in the past two months, but he was scolded in the face.
"When I was at the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation, I was never this cowardly. Are you still considered my seed?!"
Feng Qiang's father, Feng Wenbiao, was a veteran of the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation during the Republic of China. He did not like Yang Shen's gangster style, but was close to the temple. He knew that if this kind of organization was controlled by gangsters and exceeded the constraints of its rights, it would definitely be destroyed. Considered a thorn in the flesh.
After going through the Battle of Kanto and the Demon City Incident, Yang Shen, the original bureau chief, even killed Saha Lian, the last imperial advisor of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and Wuliuchuan Valley, the master of Yin and Yang in Yamato. His father knew that if Yang Shen did not retire, he would be stabbed.
That year, the blue sky and white sun flag was still hanging on the top of the city of Yanjing. Feng Qiang's father took the lead in squeezing Yang Shen out of the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation and forced him to leave his Jianghu skills. Yang Shen left Yanjing, but left Ge Zhan behind. I don’t know if I understand what it means.
At this moment, Feng Wenbiao heard Feng Qiang's crying and wanted to slap him in person.
"Dad, it's really not that I'm afraid, but you have to know that feeling of powerlessness. People want to die, okay?"
After being imprisoned in the ghost town for nearly two months, he was mentally exhausted, uncertain about his future, and under the influence of the ghost spirit. Feng Qiang managed to survive. People in the world look down upon him.
But he was really afraid that if he met him again, what would he do without Qin Kun? This is a waste of time! ! !
On the phone, Feng Wenbiao said: "Hmph! Stop talking nonsense, the Bingzhou Branch has given you full power to take care of your friend. Our Spiritual Investigation Bureau does not owe these people any favors!"
Feng Qiang was scolded and fell weakly on the chair.
"Don't the old man always hate these gangsters, but why does it sound like he cares about them?"
Feng Qiang didn't quite understand. After Feng Wenbiao heard that Qin Kun went to Sangyu City alone, his tone changed. Why did he allocate so many people to him?
Feng Qiang has been a son for more than 20 years, and he knows one thing. The old man is as cautious as a fox. If he has so many people, then there must be a lot of ghosts and monsters in this Sangyu City!
So Feng Qiang also called his close friends.
"Lao Qiang, brother, I am leading the troops secretly. If the chief finds out, dismissal and investigation will be frivolous! The old man in the family knows that brother may be disabled in this life."
A middle-aged man from the army whispered.
"Yes, Lao Qiang, we all grew up in the same compound, but there are some things that we can't decide. My brother's manpower is also brought out privately. If something happens, the old man in the family will not let us go."
Another soldier whispered.
"Old Gun, what are you doing? Are these monks breaking the law?"
"Don't make this a big deal. If you beat me too, monk, my brother will look down on you."
Feng Qiang rolled his eyes at the two of them: "What nonsense, have you seen the person sitting on the futon? This is my brother who has been ordered to use you two to fight against evil spirits and protect him."
Protector? !
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then they didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Old gun, you are spreading superstitious ideas."
"Isn't this nonsense?"
The two soldiers were both very young. They were both children who grew up together in the compound. If their elders knew that they had done such a ridiculous thing, a whip would be a light punishment.
Feng Qiang spent several years in the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation and knew that the military formation was the best nemesis of evil spirits. The group of people he led were full of blood and were brave and fearless even if the surroundings looked eerie and terrifying.
Sure enough, there is strength in numbers.
"Don't mess around, even if you think I'm messing around, I have to take care of this matter, just for one night, I won't ask you for more!"
Feng Qiang's attitude was tough, so the two of them had no choice but to follow the instructions. These days, if the brothers have something to do, what can they do if they don't help?
Feng Qiang's people drove away a group of monks and sat in a circle around Qin Kun. He didn't know what evil ritual Qin Kun was performing, but today, he did not allow anyone to disturb Qin Kun.
Feng Qiang was also a soldier. After stuffing a few packs of cigarettes, the serious atmosphere was diluted a bit. Feng Qiang said: "Brothers, we won't cause trouble today. Just sit here tonight. Don't ask any questions about the rest. I, my surname is Feng, owe you all a favor!"
Everyone nodded, and then, a strange scene appeared.
A young man was sitting on the top of a tower-shaped futon. The courtyard was surrounded by soldiers and police. If someone opened his Yin and Yang eyes, he could see a group of frightened little ghosts besides the soldiers and police.
Qin Kun looked at the white-walled stone tablet and wiped off the dust on it.
The dust was wiped away and the white walls were as white as jade. Qin Kun yawned and felt sleepy.
What is the way of heaven? Why don’t you take a nap?
Qin Kun sat there, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.
In his hazy state of consciousness, Qin Kun felt that he was asleep, but there was a sound of moving in his ears.
Not only was he walking, but as he walked, flames were igniting, as if the sounds of countless matches being struck at the same time came together.
anyone there? But he seemed to be asleep, how could there be anyone around him?
Qin Kun opened his eyes, and the futon under his butt was gone.
There were no more chattering monks around.
He stood in front of the six stone walls, as if everything just happened was a big dream.
Behind him, someone came.
The man's hair was half-long, and he looked like an old man engaged in art, with a beard.
Every time the old man took a step, a blooming lotus appeared behind him. He came to Qin Kun and moved his fingers lightly.
With a "tearing" sound, Qin Kun's backpack was cut open, and a razor flew out.
The old man sighed a little, rubbed the handle of the knife, raised his head and smiled slightly: "You want to shave your head? Young man."
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