Ghost Shelter System

Linjiang City, Yinchuan County, Laomiao Town.

It has been a week since I returned from Xishan Experimental Base.

At the end of another year, when Qin Kun returned home with a horse, the street suddenly became quiet.

The horses' hooves were treading lightly, and the neighbors did not dare to breathe. They watched Qin Kun walking towards home. His mother, Zhang Chunxue, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, said with a trembling voice: "Son... did you pay for opening a travel agency? It's okay... Mom, the money you sent me I’ve saved it for you…”

Qin Kun paused for a moment, then looked at the neighbors looking at him with concerned expressions, and suddenly realized.

"Mom, in terms of value, this horse is more expensive than my Mercedes-Benz."

A sentence that hit the point immediately made Zhang Chunxue change his expression from a sad face.

The neighbors watching all breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm just telling you why Kunzi brought a horse back..."

"Look, last year we ran a big gallop, this year we changed horses. The rich people are doing it differently, they are all gone!"

"Baby, learn from your brother Kun. This is called skill, and this is called respectable people, you know? When you get rich in the future, dad won't even care about you when you fly a helicopter."

"But this horse looks very ordinary..."

"What do you know? Back then, when horses were riding on both sides of the Yellow River, Xiao Mengchang, Qin Shubao, who beat the three states and six prefectures with his mace, was riding a yellow gelding, and he looked spiritual."

Some of the neighbors said hello, and some came over to ask how things were going. After the silence just turned lively, the atmosphere returned to the familiar look of Qin Kun.

Qin Kun never thought that the reason why they were silent was to take care of his own face...

At the end of this year, Qin Xue went home early, and it was convenient for Qin Kun to come back, but he really didn't come back on horseback.

Du Qinghan had not returned from the Immortal Mountain, but Qin Kun, the Six-Eyed Demon God, had driven the motorcycle first. The road was dusty and the car wash in the town was just cleaning it.

As for the yellow gelding, it was Ma Lie's body. Now, Ma Lie was no different from a possessed ghost. This guy usually liked to be active rather than quiet, so Qin Kun kept it free.

Inside the house, after learning that his son had brought a horse back, his father Qin Mangui had nothing to say.

The fruit trees are growing well this year, and some trees are beginning to bear fruit. Orders from manufacturers have been placed. Qin Mangui also bought a 10-year-old mobility scooter. Without Qin Kun's Daben, they are not short of mobility tools.

"How's business?"

Qin Mangui sat on the sofa and puffed out smoke, glanced at Qin Kun and asked, the smoke on the table also changed from cloud smoke to Yuxi.

"fine."

Qin Kun whistled, and the horse came in, carrying two large packages, one box of wine, half a box of cigarettes, and half a box of money.

Qin Mangui is also accustomed to simple and crude new year goods.

After unloading the goods, Qin Mangui saw the horse walking out of his own accord, and couldn't help but muttered: "These days, horses have become sperms... No wonder they are so expensive."

In the south in winter, the room was surprisingly cold. My parents and sister were wearing thick clothes. Qin Kun was wearing a windbreaker. As his physical fitness continued to strengthen, the impact of the cold became negligible.

The New Year's Eve dinner was delicious, and the Spring Festival Gala was also good to watch. After dinner, Dad took a cigarette and went out to play cards.

After the mother cleared away the dishes, she sat next to Qin Kun and said with a smile: "Son, I heard from your sister that there is a girl named Du who is very close to you? Why don't you bring her back and have a look?"

Qin Xue occupied her warm room and was chatting with someone on video. Her room was too damp, so Qin Kun had to sit in the living room, unprepared for the fact that his mother was still in her late teens.

"Yes, she is busy." Qin Kun said truthfully.

Zhang Chunxue smiled and inquired: "She is busy during the New Year? What does she do?"

Qin Kun scrolled through his cell phone and said without raising his head: "Moving mountains."

Move...Mountain...

Zhang Chunxue's smile froze: "Uh... Haha, do you work in the quarry at home... It's pretty good..."

Qin Kun looked up and saw his mother's troubled expression, and said helplessly: "Mom, please stop worrying about me and worry more about your daughter."

"That's right. Qin Xue has been hiding in the house chatting with people every day since she came back, and she won't let her mother see her. How can she be such a girl? Do you know the name of that young man?"

"Zou Jingyan." Qin Kun dipped his hand in tea and wrote three words.

"Zou Jingyan..." Zhang Chunxue felt like she had found a treasure, secretly editing the message and preparing to send it to her husband.

"What does he do?"

"Qin Xue's classmate also has some business dealings with me."

"Student at school, part-time travel business..." Zhang Chunxue continued to edit text messages.

"I'm a student and I have business dealings with you. How is my income?"

"It's more than enough to raise Qin Xue."

"Stable income, rich son-in-law..." Zhang Chunxue finished editing the text message and clicked send with satisfaction. Suddenly she saw Qin Kun spitting out a mouthful of tea and asked in concern, "Choking? Is it too hot?"

Qin Kun wiped his mouth and hurriedly found an excuse to leave.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Niu Meng and the others were released to play cards with You Yinggong. When Qin Kun came to the house, Qin Xue suddenly covered the computer screen and turned around cautiously.

"Brother! You came in without knocking!"

"It's already 11 o'clock, it's time to go to bed, okay... I have to go back to my hometown early tomorrow morning." Qin Kun glanced at her: "Besides, this is my house."

"Brother, go out... I still have some things to say..."

Qin Kun sat down on the edge of the bed, holding tea in his hand, looking at the Miao boy in the video, and said: "Zou Jingyan, you are good at coaxing my sister to die."

The Miao boy in the video smiled bitterly with his mouth flat. Maoshan Dan met Qin Kun and became famous in one battle. He can no longer treat Qin Kun with the same attitude as before. Besides, I heard that this time he brought Maoshan Xu Facheng and Fengdu to watch Mo Wuji. After going out, the two have been promoted to the super first class.

He is not good at dealing with fellow Taoists of Life and Death. He cannot fit into Qin Kun's circle, nor does he want to fit in. However, it is an indisputable fact that he is getting further and further away from that level.

Zou Jingyan said: "Brother Qin... I actually wanted to visit him during the New Year, but Xiaoxue wouldn't let me."

"It's not that I won't let you go, it's that I'm too far away..."

Qin Xue blushed and glanced at Qin Kun. Qin Kun nodded Qin Xue's forehead: "If you get on the pole and stick it to someone else's house, he can't come to our house anymore? Is it far? I don't think it's far."

Zou Jingyan coughed twice, and Qin Kun turned around and said, "Okay, I don't care about your business, but remember, don't let me hear Qin Xue complain, otherwise you will suffer a lot."

After Qin Kun finished speaking, he left space for them and went to Qin Xue's house.

He only learned from Zhao Feng a week ago that the true successor of this generation of Wuwei Mountain was Zou Jingyan.

Among the nine places in the path of life and death, three mountains are divided into Yulong Mountain, Tianhu Mountain, and Wuwei Mountain.

Wuwei Mountain is inherited with witchcraft and believes in the god Panhu. Qin Kun has always heard that Wuwei Mountain is withered, but he never thought that Zou Jingyan is the true legend of contemporary Wuwei Mountain. Many times, witchcraft is more similar to ghost magic. I don't know if Zou Jingyan has the ability to have children. Don't harm his sister.

Qin Kun lay on the bed, shook off unnecessary distractions, and browsed through the tasks in his mind.

‘Domain tasks’

Phase 1: [Ten Death Prisons] Jailer

Mission requirements: The host is about to meet the conditions to build the [Ten Prisons of Death]. It needs to find 18 jailors. They must all be wild ghosts. The strength of the jailers will never increase, and the number can be replenished.

Jailer: 11/18

Stage 2: Nine Hells

Mission requirements: In the ten-level and ten-level hell, the tragic scene of the nine-level hell must appear before it can be activated.

Currently, according to the host's skills, the miserable scenes of hell are automatically generated as follows: Green Thorn Hell (Destroy the Delusion God's Eye), Ghost Flame Hell (Great Flame Wrapping Hands), Random Arrow Hell (Great Flame Wrapping Hands·Soul-killing Arrows) Hell of the Net ( Great flames entwining the hand of the underworld·net of the underworld), bone brushing hell (bone washing technique), ecstasy hell (mirage soul technique), sword mountain hell (Chaishan sword technique)

Tragic scenes from hell: 7/9

Phase three mission: Suppress the prison ghosts

Mission requirements: The host needs to tame nine wandering souls with a potential of 90. As prison guards, the wandering souls can grow.

Prisoner: 0/9

Three tasks, each more difficult than the last.

To generate [Ten Hells of Death], the miserable scenes of hell must be your own skills. Qin Kun has a lot of merits, but he doesn't know which skill will result in a hellish scene if he redeems it.

Moreover, these hellish scenes have clear requirements. The skill level can only be unlocked if you have to be at least proficient. After learning some skills, you can only have the hellish scenes when you have mastered them. There's a chance it won't show up.

It's even harder to find wandering souls with a potential of 90. It's already difficult to find wandering souls, but it will take the Year of the Monkey to find nine more with a potential of 90.

After withdrawing his thoughts, Qin Kun felt a little helpless. He might not be able to complete it with Guizhan alone, so he edited a text message to Zhao Feng.

"Alu, do you know the potential of ghosts?"

During the Chinese New Year, Zhao Feng was very slow to respond to messages. He only came back after 20 minutes: "What the hell is there so little potential?"

Qin Kun pursed his lips, feeling that among the ten marks of death that were branded on him, there was no potential for ghosts.

"Hmm...nothing. How about helping me find 9 wandering spirits that look more powerful?"

"What do you want a wandering soul to do? You'll die if you sneeze."

"Don't worry about it."

"Okay, okay, can I have some information and clues?"

"That's okay. 100 stacks of coins for a wandering soul, 30 stacks of coins for a clue. How about that?"

"Qin Heigou, you are so dark...it seems that powerful wandering souls are not easy to find..."

"You hacked your grandpa's leg. 100 stacks of Ming coins are worth 1,000 merits. If you sell them as money for traveling, it's 10. 30 stacks are worth 3."

"Then someone has to buy it...Forget it, my master won't let me argue with you. Just be prepared to pay for the journey."

Qin Kun received the message and lay on the bed. Next, he only needed to think about learning skills.