Ghost Shelter System

The next day, when Qin Kun dozed off and woke up, it was already noon.

After a good night's sleep, I feel full of energy.

It seemed that he was sweating, and coupled with the humidity, his clothes were a little sticky. Qin Kun hurriedly took them off and prepared to take a shower. He noticed that Miaoshan was looking at him with dark circles under his eyes, his nostrils were stuffed with paper, and there was a protruding bump on his head, which was taped shut.

Qin Kun looked at it for a while and said seriously: "Miaoshan, stop practicing purple-clothed Shura. Your head is about to grow horns. If this continues, you will really become a demon."

Miaoshan was so angry that the paper in his nose was sprayed out. He grabbed Qin Kun by the collar and shouted: "If you dare to say sarcastic words again, I will break your legs!"

Damn it, you care about you and you call me a dog?

Qin Kun was very angry and saw the bright red blood flowing out of Miaoshan's nostrils, but his funny look made him laugh.

"Okay, okay, my inner demons will grow when I miss you, so I won't care about you."

"..."

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Qin Kun walked out.

When he found the group members standing neatly in the corridor, Qin Kun was puzzled: "If you don't rest in the room, why did you come out?"

"Director Qin... there is... a ghost..." Tu Xuanxuan muttered, but couldn't seem to express what she wanted to say.

ghost?

Isn’t that nonsense? Didn’t you come out to see ghosts?

"Is there someone who doesn't have long eyes to scare you? You shouldn't... No matter how unreliable the Night Traveler God is, he won't let this happen."

Qin Kun didn't understand.

Xu Yang swallowed dryly, opened the door and said, "Take a look..."

Qin Kun looked inside and said, "Other than being shady, there's nothing wrong with it."

Xu Yang said anxiously: "It was a deluxe room when we checked in last night! It was fine today too, but at noon, the room turned into two wooden beds and a few crappy tables. You actually said there's nothing wrong with it?"

Qin Kun finally understood.

It was the same thing yesterday, but you were just fooled. This shabby place doesn't look like a presidential hotel. What's all the fuss about...

This group of people were uneasy. Qin Kun waved his hands and comforted them for a few words before letting them understand that the room had always been like this.

"Damn, what a bastard. This ghost shop turns out to be a bluff!"

"that is……"

"I'm really excited for nothing..."

Yuan Xinghan is an old man. He couldn't take pictures in the house yesterday, so he drew them. Compared with contemporary technology, sometimes classical art is still reliable.

There was nothing strange about Dr. Shen. He felt something was wrong yesterday. Now that the house was like this, he was relieved. He thought it was haunted by ghosts.

Several people walked downstairs in a hurry, and Chen and the other three were at the end. They said quietly: "Who would have thought that such a small bed could squeeze the three of us. It just shows that the place feels so big, so why do we sleep so hard?" …”

Zhao San nodded in agreement, while Zhang Er was about to cry but had no tears: "You two sleep naked, sandwiching me in the middle. I am in pain, do you know..."

At the front desk, there was another person this morning.

A fat man with a white face, no blood on his face, but full of smiles, saw Qin Kun and his entourage coming down, and took the initiative to hold Qin Kun's hand: "Master, the shop is shabby, how did you rest last night?"

"It's okay." Qin Kun responded proactively. After all, he could only sleep for one night.

The white-faced fat man rubbed his hands and said sheepishly: "I wonder if you can help solve the problem of 301... As you know, we are responsible for our duties and are ordered not to fight with Yang people. My partner and I have been worried about it for a long time... "

"Who do you think is trouble?"

Everyone turned around and saw a bald monk walking out of the corridor.

He was dressed in monk's robes and had a handsome face, but he seemed to be unsmiling and his face was full of evil spirits.

"Ouch! Master Miaoshan, I'm so talkative, hahahahahaha, you live in a small shop these days, and the shop has no other business. If you don't like this, if it sounds unpleasant to you, just say a few words to me also……"

The white-faced fat man chuckled, as if he had a double-skinned face, and had no shame at all for speaking ill of people behind their backs.

Qin Kun patted the white-faced fat man on the shoulder and said, "Okay, they are all people of status. He will go with me today. Don't be embarrassed."

The white-faced fat man was overjoyed and exchanged greetings with Qin Kun. When he heard that he was about to leave, he hurriedly sent him to the door.

The sun is just right, the wind is gentle, and the scenic area next to the river is bustling with activity at noon. Hearing that Miaoshan was finally leaving, the white-faced fat man took out a few tickets and stuffed them into Qin Kun: "Master Qin, you must be here to visit our Fengdu Ghost Town. You can take these passes and we can make a friendship."

Compared to the young boy in gray clothes last night, the white-faced fat man is quite good at being a good person.

Qin Kun saw this guy's face as a social person, and felt a little sad that a day traveler could be assimilated to such a philistine level, and that fate was playing tricks on people.

Good mountains, good scenery, good water, good scenery.

A 4a-level scenic spot, when summer comes, it will be less chilly and more lively.

Children who are scared to cry by ghost statues, adults pretending to be calm, and some tourists who have done bad things can be seen everywhere in the scenic area. When watching the Eighteen Prisons, those tourists will always be seated according to their evil deeds. They will either be put in the frying pan, or have their tongues pulled out, or they will have their tongues pulled out after being put in the frying pan. The ones with weaker psychological quality will be like this after they come out An expression of despair.

There are also some naughty children who are interesting. While crying that these ghost uncles are scary, they also tell their parents that they have seen similar-looking uncles in kindergarten and at home. Some mothers fainted when they heard this. Everyone said it was Heatstroke.

Other children behaved well and mysteriously told their parents that there were often two little people standing on the refrigerator at home with big eyes. Five stars for the atmosphere and four stars for the surprise. Mommy was about to faint when she heard this, but she was supported by the calm daddy and said calmly: "The ones I'm talking about are the Haier brothers."

There are those who are afraid, and there are those who are happy.

People who had never done anything wrong were talking about the underworld culture they knew, pretending to be knowledgeable, and the nonsense they talked about made Miao Shan, who was traveling with them, scoff.

"He said it as if he had gone there. The underworld is so vast and there are so many hells, how could there be only eighteen? Even Buddhists don't say that, yet he dared to say that he saw it from Buddhist scriptures."

There was Miao Shan in the tour group, and everyone was a little curious. Seeing that he was familiar with Qin Kun and looked scornful, most of them became interested.

Tu Xuanxuan and Yuan Xinghan were the most interested and hurriedly asked about Yin Cao's appearance.

Miaoshan used to be a calm monk, but maybe after the inner demon appeared, his temperament changed. Instead of being tight-lipped, he started talking. Some tourists with sharp ears were curious about who was talking nonsense here, and found out that it was a monk. , and there is no further text.

Before the underworld was systematically attributed to the Chinese mythology system, it was a form of religious expression by Buddhism to persuade people to do good. Reasonable people are very tolerant, and no one would think that Miao Shan is promoting feudal superstition.

"Ah? The judge is also divided into departments? The Department of Rewarding Good Deeds, the Department of Punishing Evil, the Department of Inspection, and the Department of Evil Laws. Are they so detailed?"

"The entrance to the Eighteen Prisons is the paper-like door in Fengdu Ghost City?"

"There are also bright kings with bull heads and horse faces? Are there also bright kings in black and white impermanence? Those guys are comparable to ghost kings, and have the same personal strength as the Ten Palaces of Yama? Impossible, right?"

Miaoshan squeezed in the crowd. Every time she passed a scenic spot, she compared it with her own experience of wandering into the underworld and told it to Tu Xuanxuan and Yuan Xinghan.

The two of them listened with curiosity and had many questions.

Miaoshan said disdainfully: "From ancient times to the present, personal strength has not been the benchmark to measure whether a person is strong or not. The same goes for ghosts... It doesn't matter how strong some ghost kings are, can they control Yinxiong? In the final analysis, the difference in status is It’s irreparable.”

Dr. Shen nodded beside him. According to sociological theory, there is not much problem with this statement.

"Master Miaoshan... Can some special people practice Taoism and Buddhism? Does the speed of practice vary from person to person?"

Miao Shan glanced at Dr. Shen and said disdainfully: "A half-rigid person is not worthy of carrying a poor monk's shoes. How dare you covet Buddhist and Taoist magic? Are you impatient?"

Dr. Shen felt a blockage in his heart: I am so angry!

He wanted to curse, but Qin Kun put his arm around his shoulders and interrupted him cheerfully: "Miaoshan, Dr. Shen is one of our own. If you have any dissatisfaction, just beat him. Don't humiliate him. The forces behind him are quite powerful, even those from Luanzen Temple Monk Tiechan even guarded the gate of that place."

Hearing Qin Kun's kind reminder, Miao Shan nodded and said to Dr. Shen: "The Dharma is not taught to the six ears, and the Tao is not taught to non-human beings. Do you know what non-human beings are? They are not human beings, such as you. Ask me questions again in the future , I really want to beat you."

Dr. Shen became bloody and shouted at Qin Kun: "Let me go, I want to fight him one on one!"

Qin Kun reluctantly let go. Dr. Shen was startled, then stepped back, pointed at Miao Shan and said: "Bald head, don't do this again!"