Ghost Shelter System

Several months after leaving the funeral home, Qin Kun returned to normal life.

I get up at 5 o'clock every afternoon and drive to the old street of Baihu Town. I start work at Haishi (9 o'clock) and finish at three o'clock in the evening. It is very regular.

The Kite Festival lasted for a week, but Zhu Zong and Fu Zong kept their promise and introduced many 'sufferers'.

At around 9 o'clock in the evening, a middle-aged man wiped his sweat and thanked him gratefully: "Masters, thank you so much. These 30 are the karma account set, so you must accept it!"

Inside the small shop, there were only oil lamps at night, which made it extremely dark. There were two red lanterns hanging at the door not far away. The visibility was not much better, and the atmosphere became even more gloomy. The shop is by the canal, and across the bridge is a dark, deserted village. Middle-aged people are sweating coldly. If these masters hadn't really solved their problems, they wouldn't have come here even if they killed themselves.

As the smoke filled the air, Qin Kun smoked and picked up a wad of money and fiddled with it.

"I understand, please come back."

The middle-aged man hurriedly left as if he had received an amnesty.

At night, only this one shop was open in the old street of Baihu Town. The middle-aged man had gone far away, and Wang Qian was dissatisfied and said: "Qin Kun, who are these people? A mine owner. A tomb was dug in the mining area. You have deceived the guy in the tomb, and you deserve bad luck! Are you still helping him?"

"The tombs of landowners during the Republic of China are not worthy of the penalty. I don't think the crime will lead to death. People spend money, and we eliminate disasters. Why bother with so much."

A middle-aged man provoked a wild ghost out of greed and demanded 30 karma from him. Qin Kun felt at ease and divided 10 among the three of them.

Behind Qin Kun, the old ghost in Jinyi, one of the good-for-nothing ghosts, usually kept a low profile, but today he had the courage to whisper to Qin Kun: "Master... Rich Man Wang was sleeping well underground, and someone dug up his grave." It’s not fair to exhume corpses.”

Standing next to the old ghost in brocade was a little old man in silk and satin, standing there with a timid expression, waiting for his resignation. He was a little frightened when he saw a bunch of ghosts and snakes around him.

After listening to the old ghost in Jinyi's words and seeing the two of them dressed similarly, Qin Kun thought to himself: Yes, they are both landlords. They are probably from the same class.

The old ghost in brocade showed himself the flower seeds, and he was quite diligent. Qin Kun simply gave him face: "Okay, you can't hide in the underworld after death, and stay in the tomb like a miser. You deserve to cause trouble to yourself. I won't accept you today. , go to the ghost town by yourself."

"Ah? Master... what a ghost city is, I... I don't know."

The old ghost in golden clothes cupped his hands and said with a sneer: "Master, why don't you accept the rich man Wang for now? Can I go out for the purpose of offering sacrifices?"

"How presumptuous!" Eunuch Chang said sternly, "Jinyi, your offerings were all given by your master. Not only are you ungrateful, but you even bargained with your master?!"

Chang Gonggong opened his mouth, his anger burst out, and his eyes widened. Rich Man Wang knelt down immediately with severe pain all over his body. The old ghost in brocade clothes was also frightened, and he knelt down next to him: "Eunuch, calm down, I... I didn't mean that. ...I just see him as pitiful..."

"Okay, Eunuch Chang, we are all our own people. Master Wang and Master Chu are still here, so don't show off your prestige."

The Skinners and others set up a table nearby to play mahjong, nibbling melon seeds and signaling Eunuch Chang to calm down.

Qin Kun was silent for a long time. Seeing the sincere look on the old ghost's face, Qin Kun said, "Okay. Let him come and claim his master!"

The old ghost in brocade clothes was overjoyed and elbowed Rich Man Wang twice: "Kowtow quickly, the master is going to take you in."

Rich Man Wang could feel that the old ghost in Jinyi was doing it for his own good, so he quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Qin Kunsan nine times, making a great gift.

'Ding! The money-keeping ghost recognizes you as his master. Do you accept it? ’

Qin Kun chose yes. The next moment, Rich Man Wang felt his whole body tremble, as if there was something extra in his body. When he looked at Qin Kun again, he felt a sense of submission deep in his heart.

A whiteboard ghost with terrible information. At least he has never done anything bad. Qin Kun said calmly: "Wang Shoucai, from now on I will follow Jin Yigui. Do whatever he asks you to do. He will tell you my rules. Understand." ?”

"I understand..."

The old ghost in golden clothes pulled the rich man Wang and bowed repeatedly before retreating.

…

In the room, Chu Qianxun brought out a cup of honey water and sat on the table: "I just did the calculations. The income in the past few days is very considerable, and it seems that there will be follow-up business. Qin Kun, I still think it is better to break down the income. It’s reasonable, maybe I can invest in something else in the future.”

Wang Qian was watching a movie on his mobile phone and said without raising his head: "Miss, we are all outsiders. Qin Kun's suggestions are already vulgar, so why don't you just be more vulgar... It's like a gangster to accept money from people." When people are trying to eliminate disasters, I am embarrassed to say that I am from the Fu Sect... It would bring shame to the founder..."

Qin Kun sat on the tiger leather chair with his legs on the table. He flipped his palms and put the money into the flexible space. He said: "Eat meat in big mouths, drink wine in big bowls, and divide money in big scales. This is the only happiness in life. Don't do it." What’s more, young lady, take more supplements and take care of your hair when you have time.”

"Hmph! A dog's mouth has no good words!" Chu Qianxun swung his waist and left angrily.

In the past few days, the income has varied. The biggest one was the boss who started the mine just now. Others were as small as 3,000, and some were even free. The victims of disasters are all ordinary people who accidentally provoked evil spirits and were haunted by ghosts, making them mentally weak and uneasy. As a ghost hunter, you can't just sit back and watch, right?

If you are frightened and sent to a mental hospital, you will have to spend money for medical treatment.

After a while, another middle school student came.

The little girl, carrying a schoolbag with dark circles under her eyes, told what happened. After Wang Qian listened, he drew a talisman and handed it over, impatiently saying: "30 yuan! Take it away."

30 yuan...

The little girl's eyes twitched.

It's still a fresh painting. This fat guy writes very quickly, taking less than 7 seconds. How dare you charge 30? ? ?

The little girl said dryly: "Brother, does this talisman...work?"

There is no yin energy in the little girl. It is obvious that she has been frightened by too many ghost stories and has developed hysteria. This is the most useful talisman to calm the spirits.

"Hmph, why don't you take it back and try it? Fatty's shop is still here, are you afraid that I will trick you? Can I do that?"

The little girl rummaged through her pocket and found only 20 and a red note. She asked weakly: "Is 20 okay..."

Wang Qiandao: "No! Taoism teaches that not even a penny should be missing!"

The little girl pouted and gave the red ticket. Wang Gan found 70, and then the little girl walked out.

"I'll take 30, fat guy... you're a pro after all..."

"Hey, this is a karma account! I don't want to help her for free. The little girl dares to walk at night, she is not timid, and she will be scared by herself. Do you think it's ridiculous or not?"

Wang Gan put the bills into his wallet. As soon as he opened the wallet, Qin Kun took away 10 yuan.

Wang Qian was stunned: "Hey! Qin Heigou, you still get a share of the pie for 10 yuan?"

"Nonsense, you already said it's a cause and effect account. The three of us can make a rule and divide the cause and effect account equally."

Fuck...

Upstairs, Chu Qianxun's voice also came: "Yes, there is still my 10 yuan, I remember it!"

Wang Qian was speechless. When did these two people get to this level?

…

12 am.

The roar of a motorcycle was heard, and a woman, wearing a leather jacket and leather trousers, took off her helmet and walked in carrying three thermos boxes.

"Hey, Miss Du came on time. Hey, I'm just waiting for your meal."

Du Qinghan is here.

Since learning that Qin Kun opened a store outside, Du Qinghan also found a position for himself, cooking Qin Kun a meal every afternoon and giving him a midnight snack for three people in the evening.

Just as she knew, Qin Kun was the only one who knew her identity, but she had lost that memory. Gu Shunzi of the Qiaoling Gu family was also dying, and it was likely that only Qin Kun would be left to remember her in the future. Qin Kun's existence is crucial to her.

The rice was ordinary steamed buns with Guzhen and side dishes. Du Qinghan made them according to his own taste. Fortunately, Qin Kun and Wang Qian were not picky eaters, and Chu Qianxun also knew that this stuff was good for the stomach, so the three of them had no objections.

Du Qinghan held a lollipop in her mouth. Although she valued Qin Kun, she had nothing to talk about. After watching Peeling and the others playing mahjong for a while, she left with a cool face.

The thermos box was taken away and the table was cleaned.

Wang Qian drank tea and gave Qin Kun a thumbs up in admiration: "Qin Heigou, when it comes to picking up girls, you are the one. Miss Du is very obedient to you, I admire you!"

Qin Kun snorted twice: "What do you think?"