Ghost Shelter System

At night, the night breeze is slightly cool.

Qin Kun's shop was the only one with lights on on the whole street.

Qin Kun looked at the replies to his posts on his phone, and the volcano in his heart had erupted countless times.

Several ghosts felt that the world was suddenly quiet and terrifying, and they stretched their necks and secretly glanced at Qin Kun's mobile phone.

The Laughing Ghost was sitting on the wine rack behind the counter, with his sharpest eyes, he saw the content on his phone.

"Brother Kun, what is cheating?"

Although the Laughing Ghost is very capable and has the highest level, he is still a child after all.

This innocent question broke the eerie silence.

Everyone thought Qin Kun was reading gossip posts and breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing his innocent question, the skinned ghost explained: "Little ghost head, this is a term for mating between opposite sexes in an ungentleman way. The success rate depends on the innocence of the other party."

Niu Meng and the others looked at the skinned ghost with admiration. This guy seemed so cultured after not seeing him for a few days. The skinned ghost winked at everyone proudly and said, "Don't praise me, we have been online recently. I have no knowledge." There’s no end…”

After the Skinner explained, he turned his head and saw Qin Kun's dark face.

"Well, Brother Kun, actually I don't want to teach the little devil. But this guy is also from the Ming Dynasty, and he is no younger than me."

The skinned ghost shrank his neck and hid behind him dejectedly.

A few gusts of wind blew in the sky, and suddenly it started to rain. The kerosene lamp in the store flickered on and off.

Qin Kun sat on the middle table, looking at the dark streets, feeling chilled in his heart.

I finally thought of a way to attract customers, but this is a waste... That Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan, I will remember you!

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Qin Kun knew that he would not be able to go back and would probably have to sleep in the store tonight.

People had died in this shop before, so Qin Kun wasn't too scared, but he was hungry and unbearable.

The heavy rain was pouring, the surrounding lights gradually went out, and this old commercial street became quiet and dark.

Qin Kun took out his wallet, counted a few bills and handed them to the Laughing Ghost: "Little Ghost, go to another store to buy something to eat. Remember to put the money on the counter for the boss."

"good."

After the Laughing Ghost left, Qin Kun's ears suddenly moved, and he vaguely heard footsteps on the street.

Niu Meng and the others took the initiative to huddle in the corner, their hidden figures and footsteps becoming clearer and clearer. They were running alone.

Qin Kun saw a man running towards the stone bridge in the distance, with an unshaven beard, holding a drawing board, and slightly curly long hair.

The man felt like an artist's decadence, stepping on the rain and running towards his store.

As soon as he walked in, he said with an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, boss, it rained suddenly. I came here to take shelter from the rain."

Qin Kun's cheeks were illuminated a bit gloomily by the dim kerosene lamp, and coupled with the treatment he had just received at the forum, he was in a bad mood.

He nodded and agreed.

The artistic man shook the water off his body and then looked at the store.

There is a kerosene lamp, and there is a smell of dust in the air. The young man in front of me is about 20 years old, but it gives people a gloomy feeling, and it is very cold around. There is no wind here, and the penetrating coldness makes the artistic man's scalp numb. .

"You won't encounter a ghost store, right?" The artistic man's heart suddenly crossed, and he leaned a little closer to the door.

To be honest, the reason why he went out to do some research this time was to find supernatural materials to complete his transformation.

The old house in the deserted village opposite the stone bridge is a famous ghost village near Baihu Town. I originally wanted to stay there for one night, but unexpectedly it started to rain.

However, after he met Qin Kun, a strange feeling arose in his heart.

This street was dark and dark. Only Qin Kun's shop had its lights on, as if it was waiting for him. What a coincidence!

The artistic man is out to find supernatural material, but that doesn't mean he wants to hit ghosts.

The artistic man's heart was beating fast. He felt that the store was too quiet. He wanted to break the weird atmosphere and said cautiously: "Say boss, it's so late, are you still doing business?"

Qin Kun raised his head, and the firelight almost covered his eye sockets in shadow, like two black holes without eyeballs.

"Does business have to be done sooner or later?" Qin Kun wondered in his mind. Visiting customers at night can be considered doing business.

But when the words fell into the ears of the artistic man, things changed immediately.

The artistic man felt his calves trembling: This boss doesn't seem to be a normal person... Doing business at night? This street is deserted. Who is making the noise at night? To a ghost?

Looking around, the house was full of dusty wine jars and wooden buildings, making the atmosphere even more depressing.

The artistic man saw that there wasn't even a teacup on the table. How could this be a shop where he was doing business with others?

The artistic man saw that it was raining heavily outside. If he ran out at this time, there would be no car, so he had to bite the bullet and chat with Qin Kun.

"That's right, business happens sooner or later. Haha, you... hello, I... my name is Yuan Xinghan, and I am a famous painter."

"Well, Qin Kun."

Qin Kun reluctantly chatted with the artistic man, staring at the phone and gritting his teeth: These people are so crooked, why did they just say they were cheating, and now they are so crooked that they can't protect their anus.

(Floor 78) I love Nie Xiaoqian: It is said that recently there is a maniac among the travel friends who specializes in picking out male team members. Isn’t the poster his trumpet?

(79th floor) Exorcist Dragon Clan Ma: I think it looks like it! It turns out that his purpose was not to deceive Pao, but to deceive Ju!

(80th floor) Mengmeng Hongyi: You are so disgusting. But in this case, does the risk for girls become smaller? Based on the route mentioned by the poster, I really want to go.

Qin Kun restrained himself from exploding his cell phone.

Calm down, Qin Kun, this is how netizens chat nowadays. You are famous for being shameless.

The artistic man saw Qin Kun's face was gloomy and felt a little scared. He also took out his mobile phone and wanted to pretend to pass the time. He was ready to leave at any time if the situation was not right.

This shop is damp and dusty. It must have been a long time since anyone came here.

Moreover, the location is so remote and there is no electricity. It is obviously not a serious shop.

The artistic man looked at Qin Kun again. He was a little different from others since he was a child. He could see some things that others couldn't see. Qin Kun had a weird and vague green aura on his body, and there were also some things in the surrounding corners that he couldn't see clearly. The shadow is shaking.

The artistic man knows that he is probably a ghost today!

"There are three yang lamps in the human body, lighting up the heavenly spirit on both shoulders. My momentum must not be weak, and he will have no chance to take advantage of it! Hurry up and call someone to save me." The artistic man resisted the shaking of his calves and thought hard.

The artistic man sent a text message to his friend and felt a little more relaxed. As long as he stabilized the ghost at this time, there should be no problem.

"Boss Qin, is this a hotel? It's quite unique to open a hotel in the old street of Baihu Town."

Qin Kun raised his head, glanced at the artistic man with cold eyes, and responded: "Well, it used to be."

before?

Seeing that Qin Kun had no reaction, the artistic man laughed dryly and continued to find the topic: "I heard that there is a famous winemaker called Guozi Zhang in Baihu Old Street. He also opened a tavern nearby."

Fruit Zhang? The previous owner of this store was named Zhang.

Qin Kun thought for a moment that there were no pubs in the nearby streets, and said without raising his head: "This is the one, he is dead."

The artistic man's scalp was numb and the hairs all over his body were exploding.

What on earth do you want to do? If you want to scare me, be direct. You make me feel uncomfortable like this, okay? ! ! It would be better to turn into a ghost and scare me unconscious!

Under extreme fear, normal people will do some unreasonable actions. The artistic man suddenly stood up and shouted: "Who are you?!!! What do you want to do!!! I tell you, I am not afraid of ghosts!"

The artistic man took a jar of wine and drank it down. The wine was sweet, obviously made from fruits in the mountains, but its stamina and alcohol content were not small.

As the saying goes: Drinking makes you brave.

After three ounces of wine, the artistic man wiped his lips and said loudly: "I, Yuan Xinghan, have seen ghosts since I was seven years old. This is the evil talisman my grandfather asked me for. Don't make the mistake!"

Qin Kun discovered that this artistic man had such a strong imagination that he seemed to regard himself as a ghost.

Qin Kun looked helpless.

"Your evil-proofing talisman is fake." Qin Kun took a look at it and commented. This thing has no spiritual power at all and is obviously a lie. After speaking, he spread his hands again: "Also, are you stupid because of the rain? Do ghosts have shadows?"

"This..." The artistic man discovered that Qin Kun did have a shadow and was still breathing.

Qin Kun had no choice but to lift the cloth on the plaque: "Look clearly, Guozi Zhang is dead. I'm going to open this shop as a travel agency."

When the artistic man saw the words "Menggui Travel Agency" written on the plaque, his mood that had just lost control was suddenly soothed, and his tense nerves immediately relaxed.

It turns out... I blamed him wrongly.

Although the artistic man was a little curious about what kind of travel agency Menggui Travel Agency was, he still suppressed the idea of ​​asking questions and immediately apologized to Qin Kun.

"I...I thought I met a ghost, boss, don't take it to heart." The artistic man was a little embarrassed. He even drank a jar of wine from the other party, and he didn't know where to put the hand holding the wine.

Qin Kun waved his hand and said it was nothing.

But the next moment, the artistic man suddenly started to tremble and tremble, and then tears and mucus came out. His face was extremely ugly, and he pointed at Qin Kun, his throat was a little choked, and his mouth was open, but he could not speak.

Behind Qin Kun, a piece of beef wrapped in paper floated over. The Laughing Ghost had just returned from buying beef from another store. Unexpectedly, the rainy weather affected his perception and he didn't realize that there was someone in the store.

Qin Kun also discovered this. When he saw the Laughing Ghost put the beef on the table, stuck out his tongue and stepped back, Qin Kun coughed dryly and tried his best to put on a harmless expression: "That...Brother Yuan, Don’t be nervous, how should I tell you about this, um... Why don’t you just pretend you didn’t see anything?”

The artistic man howled uncontrollably: "And you said you're not a ghost!!!"

After shouting hysterically a few times, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Qin Kun sighed and covered his forehead with his palms. Damn it... Before the business even opened, I scared a passerby. How bad am I...

Just when I was wondering whether to call an ambulance, a jeep drove over.

"Hello boss, is my friend Yuan Xinghan here?" a polite man asked politely.

"Oh, yes. But he drank alcohol after being exposed to the rain, so he may have had a seizure. Let's take him with us and take me to the city by the way. Thank you."

The gentle man nodded blankly: "Oh, okay."

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