Ghost Shelter System

At 4:30 in the morning, Qin Ming was using a flashlight. It took more than 20 minutes to walk from Qinjia Village to the orchard.

There are many bamboos and trees along the way. When the wind blows, the leaves rustle. Qin Ming swallows his saliva. He always feels that someone is peeking at him. His body is a little stiff. Although it is cold in the mountains, his back is already soaked.

What happened today was full of evil.

Qin Ming did not continue to struggle. No matter how he struggled, he was just scaring himself. Seeing that the orchard was approaching, Qin Ming gritted his teeth and accelerated his pace a little faster.

The orchard is surrounded by iron fences. The village committee has not approved the orchard care room, saying it is illegal. There is no one in this garden at night. When I walked to the orchard, the panic in the center was slightly relieved. However, Qin Ming remembered that before the Chinese New Year, Three coffins were excavated here.

"Grandfather of the immortals, father-in-law of the earth, bless and protect us. There are ghosts and ghosts in the world. I was entrusted by my brother to come here to find a great immortal... Don't let anything jump out and pester me. The children at home are still young..."

As Qin Ming muttered, he followed Qin Kun's instructions and headed to the northwest of the orchard.

etc……

It was only when Qin Ming came here that he could see the terrain clearly. Isn't this the place where the three coffins were buried? !

"Brother didn't ask me to... burn paper for those three coffins, right?"

Qin Ming was a little nervous and completely forgot about the Five Immortals Temple. He arranged the yellow paper and incense candles and started to light the fire.

At this moment, in a cave halfway up the mountain, a man opened his vertical eyes, spit out the letter and sniffed it, wondering: "Incense?"

Who comes to my temple in the middle of the night to offer incense and sacrifice?

In the darkness, a man with a triangular face walked out. Looking down, he saw a strong man burning paper not far from the cliff.

"Liu Xian, Liu Xian, show your spirit quickly! I have something important to ask of you... please give me some face..."

Qin Ming muttered to himself, feeling that the surroundings were eerie, and the hairs on his hair stood on end, what kind of nonsense is this... Do you want to scare people to death! ! !

While muttering about the important things Qin Kun had entrusted him, Qin Ming was still praying. Qin Ming felt breath coming from the back of his neck several times. When he turned around, he saw nothing. He, who was not very afraid of ghosts before, was extremely nervous.

"Liu Xian! Reveal your spirit quickly!"

Qin Ming couldn't help shouting.

On the cliff, the man with a triangular face twitched his eyes and complained: "The person who called my name over there worshiped in the wrong place!"

Ga?

Qin Ming was sure that he heard correctly. It was late at night, in the deserted ravine and wilderness, and a dissatisfied voice floated into his ears.

Qin Ming raised his head, followed the sound with his flashlight, and found a cave on the cliff. At the entrance of the cave, a shadow was looming.

The phantom stepped out from the cliff with one step, and then walked to Qin Ming with another step.

"Holy shit!"

This unprecedented visual impact made Qin Ming sit down on the ground, panicked.

"Why are you making such a fuss? You came to see me. Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

The triangular face picked up Qin Ming and inhaled the incense into the air. It felt very comfortable. When he saw a chicken next to him, the triangular face licked his lips and swallowed the chicken in one gulp.

"It tastes good, boy. What do you want with me?"

Qin Ming was trembling all over, due to fear of unknown things. After shaking for a while, he saw that the triangular face in front of him seemed to mean no harm to him, so he touched him curiously.

"presumptuous!"

The triangular face opened his hand, Qin Ming shrank his head: "You...are you Liu Xian?"

"nature!"

Qin Ming couldn't believe it and said to himself: "Brother didn't lie to me... There really is a great immortal in this ghost place..."

Seeing Qin Ming's unusual and strange appearance, the triangular-faced man stood aside proudly, but he was also a little complacent. He was so famous that even a common man like him knew it. It was not in vain for my hundreds of years of practice.

Qin Ming's curiosity passed and he said: "I have seen the great immortal... I came here to ask for a favor... My elder brother Qin Kun asked me to find you and asked you to go to Baishigou in Yinchuan County to find Goddess Jiang. The rest. If so, don’t say much…”

The triangular face was smug. When he heard Qin Ming's intention, he was slightly startled: "Who? Qin Kun?"

"Do you know my elder brother?"

The triangular-faced man's cheeks twitched, and his arrogant expression immediately softened, and he said with a shy face: "It turns out they are the brothers of the Qin family! Come on, come and sit in the small temple!"

Well……

Qin Ming only felt that the other party grabbed his wrist, and he floated up, flying into the cave on the cliff.

The cave was pitch black. The triangular face waved his hand and the candles lit up. Qin Ming was shocked to find that there was a statue and a futon inside, and there were many melon and fruit tributes around it. The candlelights on both sides made the surrounding atmosphere mysterious, yet eerie. Not scary.

Qin Ming was still in shock when he saw the triangular face holding out a plate of fruit and said, "Brother Qin, your brother and I are old friends. May I ask your name?"

"Qin Ming."

The triangle-faced man cheered up and chatted with Qin Ming for a while.

Qin Ming's world view was shattered into pieces. An hour ago, he bought incense and paper money and came to such a ghost place. An hour later, he chatted harmoniously with an immortal. When Qin Ming came back to his senses, he found that he was still Sitting where the coffin was buried, the paper money and incense had long been burned.

The cold wind blew and his body felt a little chilly. Qin Ming thought he was having a dream.

Chewing his mouth, he suddenly felt sour in his mouth, and a fruity aroma was about to come out. Qin Ming was stunned, looked at the cave on the cliff again, and then stood up and left.

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At this moment, Liu Xian had left Qinjia Village at night.

I just learned from the chat that Master Qin asked me to go to Baishigou, and even asked his brothers to burn incense as an offering. This was something I couldn't refuse because of my emotions and reasons.

"Are you looking for Goddess Jiang?"

Liu Xian felt that it was the goddess Jiang who was in trouble, and Master Qin asked him to help...

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In Linjiang City, Qin Kun didn't wake up until 5 p.m.

I called Qin Ming, and Qin Ming said that everything was done according to his instructions.

"Brother...is there really a great immortal in this world?"

Qin Kun chuckled: "If you believe it, there will be something, if you don't believe it, there will be nothing. What are you thinking about? Is Liu Xian making things difficult for you?"

"That's not the case. He was quite polite to me, but... I always felt like I was having a dream."

He is a normal person. When his world view is shattered, he will be in a trance for a few days. This is okay. Qin Kun comforted him a few words and hung up the phone.

call……

Liu Xian is almost as strong as an evil ghost. He has some abilities and is a giant python. It will not be a problem for the ghost to swallow the corpse. He is asked to go to Baishigou to help Jiang Goddess with his fists and to send out a signal to Jiang Goddess.

If even Liu Xian doesn't feel safe in that tomb, no matter how greedy Mother Jiang and the villagers are, they will stop in time.

I hope things go as smoothly as you want.

After dinner, Qin Kun drove to the old street of Baihu Town.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, before the store opened, Qin Kun saw a group of people talking to Wang Gan in the room.

The store was extremely noisy. Qin Kun took a closer look. If he remembered correctly, the old man in front of him was an acquaintance. When we were filming "Dragon and Tiger Fighting Zombies", the assistant director was named Zhang Ping, and the director's surname was Lu. Except for an old man who didn't like to talk to anyone during most filming, he was the one in front of him.

"Xiao Wang, this is Dr. Shen, the youngest archaeological expert. He just wants to invite you to go to Baishigou together. What's so difficult for you?" Director Lu was slightly dissatisfied.

Director Lu also studies metaphysics. He is one of the few directors of supernatural films in China and has unique insights into the subject matter, scale, and plot. If Wang Qian wants to get involved in the industry, he will generally not be offended.

However, Wang Qian was very angry and couldn't stand Director Lu's nagging, so he loudly said: "Director Lu, this man is a Taoist priest! A Taoist priest!!! That is not a good place, you can't go!"

Director Lu said helplessly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Dr. Shen, I think Xiao Wang is too involved in the drama, or he may have something to hide. Do you think you want me to accompany you?"

Dr. Shen, who was in his 30s and very young, smiled when he heard this: "Director Lu, thank you for your hard work. How about I talk to Xiao Wang?"

"That's fine."

Director Lu and his assistant left.

Dr. Shen and several assistants stayed in the store. Those assistants were tall and powerful, and they almost surrounded Wang Qian at this moment.

"What are you doing? Want to fight?"

"Ha." Dr. Shen smiled, "The true biography of Fu Zong Tianzi Hall is nothing more than this. If we want to fight, you are no match for me."

Wang Qian was on guard. Suddenly, his eyes struggled to look in one direction, and his attention was highly concentrated. A neglected person appeared in Wang Qian's sight.

Wang Qian was happy: "Not your opponent? If you dare to touch me today, I will beat the crap out of you!"

No matter how well-educated Dr. Shen is, he can't resist Wang Qian's vulgarity. Hearing this, he lowered his face and sighed: "Really?"