Ghost Shelter System

This is not the first time Qin Kun has eaten at Yinren Restaurant. Although the food is not nutritious, the fragrant taste and satiety are very comfortable.

Li Zhe and the others ate with trepidation. In the restaurant, people would come over to strike up a conversation from time to time. Those people had strange fragrances on their bodies. Regardless of whether they were men, women, old or young, their eyes were all white. Some came to beg for food, some came to make friends, and some came to like Wu Senran or Qi Hongzhuang and wanted to get to know them.

When Qi Hongzhuang raised her eyebrows, she still had some power on her body. Qin Kun could see behind Qi Hongzhuang the shadow of a man holding a saber. It was probably Qi Hongzhuang's ghost.

Wu Senran was different. He was big, with a body full of yang energy, and there was no ghost to protect him. He was simply a mouth-watering hotpot.

Qin Kun's attitude was very unfriendly when he saw Wu Senran, and he scolded anyone who struck up a conversation.

Qin Kun gave a friendly reminder: "Don't talk about it, don't mess with the cause and effect. Wu Senran, if you are too high-profile, you will be remembered by ghosts."

"I'm high-profile? What a fart!" Wu Senran dismissed it, "These ghosts like to find me, they clearly have bad intentions! Scolding them is an understatement."

Wu Senran suddenly thought of something and asked: "That's not right, Azhe, you are generally more popular, why didn't anyone talk to you today?"

"Ghost? What ghost? Don't you believe in ghosts?" Li Zhe obviously didn't want to tell Wu Senran about drinking the Yin Hua Fu Shui, otherwise he would take the opportunity to ridicule him again.

Now Li Zhe has fully realized that Qin Kun is different from ordinary people. Based on his observations tonight, Li Zhe concluded that this shop must be a legendary ghost shop. There were no shadows of people coming and going, which was unreasonable. It was eerily quiet when they were eating. Only the sound of breathing existed, and the food was being sucked. After that, only the ash remains.

Could this be a restaurant for people to eat?

When the meal was served, he saw Qin Kun using his chopsticks first, and he also tasted it. The reed chicken was tender and tender, the donkey meat in sauce was fragrant, and the wine was sweet, all of which suited his taste.

The person who can eat such food in this kind of shop must be someone who often interacts with this kind of place, right?

Before Li Zhe ate, he doubted whether the talisman water Qin Kun gave him was a scam. Now, he decided that Qin Kun was definitely not an ordinary person.

Before 2 o'clock, Qin Kun and others had enough to eat and drink, and food was the most important thing.

On the central street of the county town, there is a thirteen-story hotel.

Jintai Hotel.

The three-star hotel is considered the most upscale hotel in the county.

At the front desk of the hotel, a dozing waiter saw someone coming, yawned, and asked professionally: "Hello, sir, who are you?"

"Six people, five rooms." Li Zhe took out his wallet, looked at the price on the wall, and added, "I want a deluxe business room."

Everyone could see that Li Zhe was not a man short of money. Qin Kun happened to save a lot of money when he saw a rich man paying for it. good mood.

"Director Qin, you are so stingy, do we have to pay for the accommodation?" Qi Hongzhuang glanced at Qin Kun and said suddenly.

Everyone discovered that Qi Hongzhuang, who preferred to be quiet along the way, was making trouble for Qin Kun now and looking for trouble? Or is there something fishy?

"Husband, since she left Sanfenshan, Sister Qi's expression when she saw Director Qin seemed to be different." Yu Mengxin whispered from the side.

Yuan Xinghan also agreed.

Li Zhe looked at Qin Kun. He now wanted to make friends with Qin Kun, so he asked half-jokingly: "Director Qin, how about we open 4 rooms?"

Qin Kun nodded: "Well, it's okay to let Wu Senran and Yuan Xinghan live in the same room."

Qin Kun took his room card and left first.

Wu Senran cursed loudly: "Why should I live with an artist named Qin?"

"Just think of yourself as art." Qin Kun yawned and got on the elevator first. It was almost three o'clock, and he wanted to see what the tasks for this week were.

"Am I art?"

After Qin Kun left, Wu Senran wondered, "The man named Qin thinks so highly of me now?"

Yu Mengxin smiled foolishly: "You said that Brother Yuan is engaged in art, and Director Qin said that you are engaged in art, which means that Brother Yuan can do something with you after you two live together. Tsk, tsk, I can't bear to look at that scene."

Qi Hongzhuang burst into laughter. Yuan Xinghan was in his 30s and was teased by a little girl, so he had no choice but to smile. However, after everyone had become familiar with each other in the past few days, he didn't mind and gave Wu Senran a coquettish look.

"Fuck you, Azhe! Get me away from art. I've been suffering from hemorrhoids while riding in the car these past few days. I can't stand the torment."

Wu Senran covered his buttocks in fear.

Li Zhe suddenly discovered that since the pregnant woman in the hearse gave Wu Senran a jade hairpin, Wu Senran's personality seemed to have become more cute.

It seems that after the excess yang energy has been absorbed, his speech becomes less domineering. Normally, how could Wu Senran make such a joke?

Thinking about it this way, I feel like this trip was quite rewarding.

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Room 1302.

Qin Kun entered the door and put his backpack on the ground.

The room card was inserted and the lights were brightly lit.

Qin Kun lay quietly on the bed.

In an instant, Niu Meng and Skinner appeared in the house.

"Wow! Brother Kun! What is this?"

"humidifier."

"Brother Kun, what is this?"

"Shoe shine machine."

"Brother Kun, brother Kun, what is this?"

"Iron."

"Brother Kun, what about this one? It's boxy."

"Mahjong."

This room was well decorated, and there were many business and leisure things that they had never seen before. Curious.

Niu Meng is worthy of being the person who has followed Qin Kun the longest. After observing, he immediately occupied the most advantageous position - the computer desk.

Turning on the computer, Niu Meng said in a low voice, "I haven't watched any dramas for a few days. Brother Kun, I've finished watching "The Love of Humans, Ghosts, Life and Death," do you have any recommendations for new dramas?"

""The Legend of Taihu Water Ghost"."

"Okay!" Niu Meng started searching happily.

Qin Kun felt a sense of emotion in his heart. How long had he been following him? Niu Meng was already searching for dramas on the Internet. The world was changing so fast... I saw those lonely ghosts in Shiweitian. They were all in ragged clothes and belonged to all religions and nine schools. They must have been there. Life was extremely hard, and food and clothing were no longer a problem.

No wonder the Skinner always said that he was with the right person.

The material enjoyment of the world has now deeply corrupted his group of subordinates, and when Qin Kun saw Skinner secretly taking Niu Meng's cell phone to search for mahjong rules, Qin Kun already knew what these guys would be like in the future.

"Holy shit! What is this Mahjong, and why is it a national entertainment? Did it exist in the Tang Dynasty? Why haven't I seen it before?"

The existence of the female ghost A Chou and the Laughing Ghost is the weakest, and they usually have almost no chance to speak. This time he finally seized the opportunity. A Chou glanced at the mahjong on the table, and a soft voice from under the scarf came out: "This seems to be an improved version of mahjong. Only nobles can play it."

The Laughing Ghost nodded and said seriously with a small face: "Yes, yes! I have seen this! In the past, my aunts liked to play with this at home!"

Ever since, while the Skinners were searching and the ghosts were learning, they figured out how to play mahjong.

Four people, the Skinned Ghost, the Headless Ghost, the Laughing Ghost, and the Chou, each sat on one side and started playing.

There was a knock at the door, and Wu Senran's uncivilian voice sounded: "The surname is Qin! Are you playing mahjong with ghosts in the middle of the night?"

Qin Kun lay on the bed and yawned. If he hadn't had to wait until 3 o'clock to complete some good tasks, he would have gone to bed long ago.

"Wu Senran, you have provoked a ghost in Shiweitian, please be careful tonight." Qin Kun responded through the door.

"How dare you curse me! You are seeking death, Qin!"

At the door, Wu Senran cursed, obviously very dissatisfied with Qin Kun's 'kindness' reminder.

Qi Hongzhuang said in a soft voice: "Director Qin, can I come to your room to talk about something later?"

I'm a tour guide at best, not a director. Why are you coming to my place so late at night? What to do?

Although Qin Kun wanted to find a woman to comfort his lonely soul, he still refused righteously: "Let's talk about it tomorrow night. I'll entertain a few guests."

The fact that there was a ghost in Qin Kun's house must not have been hidden from Qi Hongzhuang's perception, so Qin Kun simply spoke openly.

Qi Hongzhuang said: "Well, if there is anyone I can help with, please call me."

Several people returned to their rooms one after another, and the corridor at the door finally became quiet again.

Qin Kun saw that it was still a while before three o'clock, so he cheered up and watched his men play mahjong a few times.

The headless ghost has the highest level of cultivation and sits alone in the west position. However, this guy has no brains and is always fair. There are always more cards in his hand than others for no reason, and he even cheats a lot.

The one with the most stable playing style is the female ghost A Chou. Her playing style is quite satisfactory. It seems that she has played mahjong before and looks like a veteran. However, A Chou's memory has always been in a state of confusion. The appearance of her death was the dress style of contemporary people, but the memories that popped up from time to time were memories from ancient times. Qin Kun didn't know when A Chou died, so I'm afraid A Chou I can’t explain how I play so well.

The one who is on the same level as A Chou is the Laughing Ghost. After all, the Laughing Ghost has the highest level of cultivation. He is sitting in the east seat, squatting on a chair and touching mahjong. It seems that this kid had some mental illness such as autism in the past. He also doesn't like to talk, and his playing style is ghostly.

The worst brand was Skinner. Qin Kun saw him cuddling up and changing cards in the pot twice. After that, the guy winked at Qin Kun and signaled Qin Kun not to tell anyone.

Qin Kun was speechless. Who would have thought that the first time for his group of guys to have fun together was to play mahjong. In comparison, Niu Meng, who pursues romantic dramas, is simply a breath of fresh air among ghosts.

"Brother Kun? What kind of drama is "The Legend of Bai Jie"? Is it good to watch?" Niu Meng's computer seemed to be poisoned, and a pornographic box suddenly popped up.

"You'd better not open it."

Qin Kun saw that Niu Meng had already opened it. The bull's eyes widened instantly, thick white air was sprayed from his nose, and the bull's eyes curved into an obscene arc, but he closed the webpage seriously.

Qin Kun pricked up his ears and heard Niu Meng reciting the domain name of the webpage in a low voice. He sighed in his heart: The only clear stream is so dirty... I just want to ask who taught him the English alphabet during this time.

The hour hand points to three o'clock.

Qin Kun clicked on the system in his mind, and amid the sounds of mahjong and Niu Meng's silent recitation, he began to refresh this week's tasks.

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