Ghost Shelter System

The feeling of your hands turning into threads of cause and effect is hard to describe.

Qin Kun only had one thought in his mind: he had touched the other person's past and future.

That abstract feeling made Qin Kun not know what kind of life form he had become now. However, he had learned that the causal thread was also a life form, and it felt that it was established in a certain sense.

It's just that it's easy to touch, but it seems... a little difficult to change.

At the beach, Qin Kun grasped each other's past with one hand, and the other party also grasped Qin Kun's past. The most essential line of cause and effect between the two was wrapped in other causes and effects, so they understood each other instantly, but did not fully understand each other.

Just like a clam picker, you can feel what kind of clam you are holding, but you don't know whether there are any precious beads inside.

When the person touched him, he saw that the person in front of him was a person with strong melee skills, and he was vaguely dangerous. He stopped attacking and said, "Don't believe I can save you from waking up?"

"letter."

Qin Kun could also tell that the man was a monk who couldn't lie.

"Let go of me!" the man shouted.

Qin Kun didn't let go, but became shocked.

"Why...you have a Buddha wheel in your body?"

This is a matter of trying to find a way out of another's shell.

The man was shocked and said quickly: "None of your business!"

Qin Kun couldn't see it, but he could touch it.

That kind of touch immediately makes something appear deep in the other party's cause and effect.

A rotating swastika.

It's small, but it's spinning.

Qin Kun, on the other hand, was approached by four people, who kept saying they wanted to steal his Buddha Wheel, but he had no idea where it was.

But this thing happened to be in someone else’s body!

The man noticed that the swastika was being held, and suddenly something changed.

"Amitabha, among the ten seas of poor monks, who are disturbing my purification?!"

In an instant, it was ten thousand feet high.

The temple monks with the name Shihai broke through the world, the fishing village was gone, Qin Kun only saw a high mountain, and at the end of the mountain was a great monk.

The monk lowered his eyebrows and pressed his finger towards Qin Kun like a pillar in the south sky.

With a thought in his mind, Qin Kun instantly became ten thousand feet tall. When the great monk stretched out his hand to press him to death, he gently waved his hand and opened his fingers.

The great monk looked at Qin Kun, who was also huge, with complicated eyes, and had no choice but to raise the Buddha's palm.

The sky and the earth were still, only the swastika in the palm of the hand was turning.

"All conditioned dharmas are the sum of causes and conditions. Dependents arise from time to time, and when conditions are gone, they are no longer there. It's nothing more than this!"

The voice was ethereal, and he was preaching.

The Buddha said that all the bizarre phenomena and thoughts in the world, or those seeking things and self, come into being and perish according to the ups and downs of causes and conditions, and this is the case.

"What's the reason?"

The great monk was thinking and asking himself, it was hard to imagine why there was such an uninvited guest in his life. He wanted to trace the source, and his purpose was to kick Qin Kun out of his own karma.

All encounters are caused by fate, and separation is caused by separation. So when the Buddha found the origin of fate, he found a sound wave in the still world.

The sound wave also stopped. The great monk took it in his hand and twisted it gently. It turned out to be five filaments.

The great monk found that one of them was actually connected to his body, and the end was threaded on the Buddha Wheel.

"That's it! A great catastrophe caused by a poor monk who has been practicing for more than ten years was caused by the sound of a piano. It's ridiculous."

The great monk reached out and grabbed into the void. The next moment, Qin Kun opened his eyes wide and found an old man caught by the great monk.

At this moment, Qin Kun suddenly trembled.

What the hell...

Dusk God, who plays the piano... was caught? ? ?

What's going on?

It's like the person in the song has captured the player. Is this a coincidence of empathy... or is it an unpredictable ghost that breaks the dimension?

Dusk God fell into the palm of the Buddha's hand in astonishment, and the music stopped abruptly. He looked at the great monk in disbelief, and the great monk also looked at him with disdain.

"Everything is impermanent, and you spend your morning and evening in vain!" the great monk scolded.

"Your Majesty likes to play with people so much at your fingertips, so just accompany him in the morning and dusk, and stop being a human being!"

The great monk flicked his finger with a solemn expression, and Mu Shen was bounced away like a flying insect. Mu Shen vomited blood and flew backwards, directly crashing through this world. Qin Kun suddenly felt that he was hit by a huge force, and was carried by that inexplicable force. Fly away!

The voice of the great monk in the world floated over: "Don't struggle, this happened because of him. Since he stopped playing the piano, it's time for you to go back."

The great monk saw that his Buddha Wheel was still wrapped with Qin Kun's causal thread, and said dissatisfied: "The Buddha Wheel belongs to me. Since you have a seamless pagoda, what are you doing with the Buddha Wheel? Aren't you afraid of ruining the luck of the Zijin Taoist body?" ?”

The great monk immediately drew up a causal line and sent it to Qin Kun.

Qin Kun understood everything with just a light touch.

This is basically the cause and effect of the great monk. When he rises, he needs to be tested, that is, calamity. After the Twilight God in later generations got his cause and effect line, he actually tampered with this place to become Qin Kun's life and death trial!

The power of cause and effect comprehended by Dusk God has no substantial offensive power, and can only use the people in the sound of the piano to subdue the enemy.

After seeing everything clearly, Qin Kun instantly understood that this was the cause and effect power of Mu Shen.

It's a pity that Dusk God can only modify the subtle laws, but cannot change the essential destiny. He never expected that the owner of the fifth causal thread would also be a host strong enough to suppress destiny.

Qin Kun grabbed the Buddha Wheel and refused to let go: "Since this is your causal line, you must be dead. The Buddha Wheel is of no use to you, so why not give it to me!"

Qin Kun was keenly aware that although the great monk was able to deal with Mu Shen, he could not deal with him, and was even slightly afraid of him. He did not understand the reason, so he tried to bargain.

The great monk was furious: "Here, the poor monk is still alive! He is just going through a calamity, you can't even think about being greedy!"

Amitabha, the poor monk is not dead yet, and you have begun to plot the poor monk’s life experience. Isn’t it a bit too ugly to eat the signs?

After all, the great monk found that the Buddha wheel was being held away from him, and his body was shrinking inch by inch. He hurriedly said: "Almsgiver, don't be anxious, I have something to say. The poor monk has given you the wonderful method, practice it well, and if you still have it, I am determined to grab the Buddha Wheel, but the poor monk will fight you to the end even if he puts his life in danger!"

The world between heaven and earth collapsed at the last moment, and Qin Kun saw a ray of Buddha's light penetrate into his body.

'Ding! Congratulations to the host, awakening the Seamless Tower’

After the mission was completed, Qin Kun finally let go, and the surroundings returned to the appearance of a fishing village.

The man from before returned to his appearance as a temple monk and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Like a slingshot, Qin Kun broke through the boundary and returned to the place where he was listening to the piano in the city. When he landed, he was thrown far away by the huge force. A long mark was drawn under his feet before he could stop.

At the same time, Dusk God, who flew back with him, flew away into the sky, and his body slowly spread out, getting smaller and smaller, becoming more and more scattered. Dusk God screamed at the same time, until it reached the horizon, merged with the sunset, and disappeared. not see.

…

On the other side, Maoshan.

Zixiao Jun rubbed his temples and waved to the four people in the room: "Go ahead. Although I have been entrusted by Senior Brother Qin to take care of you and others, the four of you are too talented and are really not suitable to enter my secret sect. Go back to your hometown." It’s good to be an ordinary Taoist priest or continue to serve in the army, being ordinary is a blessing.”

These four guys are too difficult to teach... I originally wanted to teach them some skills, which would be considered as a favor to Senior Brother Qin, but I didn't expect that the four of them didn't learn anything, and I was tired.

Li Qingyang and the four others were blushing.

"Taoist Master, we have caused trouble for you."

After all, Zixiao Jun couldn't bear it: "Well, take this plaque back with you. If you really want to stabilize Yin and Yang, just do whatever you want. If you encounter any trouble that cannot be solved, just come to me."

A newly built sect plaque has the three characters "Chang Geng Mountain" written on it.

This also reveals Zixiao Jun's intention to win over Qin Kun in the name of Maoshan.

The meaning of Maoshan's plaque...isn't it to make the other party one of our own?

"May I ask Taoist Priest Zixiao...do we have any sect incisions?"

Li Qingyang was not stupid. He was overjoyed to find out that the other party had actually included them, and asked quickly.

Zixiao Jun slapped the case and laughed angrily: "The four of you are not even as good as a low-level ghost hunter, and you still want to injure the sect? Aren't you afraid of bringing trouble to the sect!"

"At least it sounds more serious..." Li Qingyang scratched his head.

Zi Xiaojun is a bit big-headed. Senior Brother Qin is one of the best in his generation. Why did he find these four people as his followers? He really regrets agreeing to take care of them.

"No!" Mr. Zixiao said with anger coming out of his nose.

Li Qingyang frowned: "Then can we use Master Qin's?"

Zixiao Jun was a little tired: "You can do whatever you want... But Pindao would like to remind you that Senior Brother Qin's opponents are extremely powerful. If you use his incision, you are on the same side as him. Don't blame anyone if you meet others for revenge."

Li Qingyang was stunned and nodded to express his understanding.

Go down the mountain and return to your hometown.

Two months later, four people carried a plaque and walked towards the land of Guanzhong thousands of miles away.

"Brother, what should we do? Niubi looks down on us. What's the use of carrying the plaque?"

"Don't be afraid, we are all taught by Master Qin, but hasn't Taoist Zixiao talked about the secret door of life and death these days? Doesn't he look down on us? We really don't have much ability." Li Qingyang was very happy. Answer with self-knowledge.

"Then shall we still be Taoist priests?"

"Yes!" Li Qingyang said firmly, "We cannot live up to Master Qin's expectations of us."

"But we don't even have an incision! Look at Taoist Priest Zixiao, he said, 'Xuanqi Maoshan is very powerful, and the three pure spiritual officials sit in the temple.' How majestic..."

"What's so difficult about this!" Li Qingyang cleared his throat, "Thirty-six days of Taibai Star, there will be enlightenment in the six realms of eternity!"

The three of them were stunned: "Is this Master Qin's incision?"

Li Qingyang coughed dryly and said: "Be smart. When we meet those who are not as good as us, this is our incision. We are all people who came out of the world under Master Qin's instructions. It is not shameful to borrow his name! Besides, Zi Didn’t Taoist Xiao also give us a plaque of Chang Geng Mountain... We will call ourselves Chang Geng Mountain from now on."

The three people were confused, but they were all former scouts. They understood immediately. They were not pedantic at all, and they didn't feel any shame in raising the banner and pulling the skin of the tiger.

Just asked again: "What if you meet some people who look more powerful?"

"Then let's make it up. So that they can't figure out where we're coming from, and they'll think that we're also on the road!"

"Then how should we make it up? Brother, you are the only one who has been to school, so you have to make up something better for us!"

Li Qingyang coughed and glanced at the surrounding flowers and trees. He saw that there were a lot of bananas in the south. It was evening again. He heard from Lord Zixiao that these things also attract ghosts, so he shook his head and said: "I don't know when I was here, Laohuai bananas." flowering……"

Huh?

The three of them thought these two sentences were somewhat interesting.

Li Qingyang took out the evil-warming bell given by Zixiao Jun and the dagger he carried with him, and shook his head: "One bell will cut off the soul, one sword will drift off the cliff... How dare you kid to catch someone blind!"

The three of them cheered up: "Okay!!!"

"Awesome!"

"No weaker than Maoshan Cut!"

"Brother is indeed full of knowledge!"

Li Qingyang laughed loudly: "Since we are all members of the secret sect of the Tao of Life and Death, we can no longer call you eldest brother, but we can call you brothers in the same sect."

"Okay, senior brother!"

Next to them, behind a banana tree, Zi Xiaojun, who was secretly escorting them, had his mouth twitching and covering his forehead with one hand. He felt that he was a little impulsive in giving the plaque just now... He must find a chance to get it back.

These four fools...it's not that they are not suitable for this business, it's that they are really not suitable for this business...

…

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At this moment, in the city of Paris, the gods of dusk exploded into the sky, and threads of cause and effect fell all over the sky.

Qin Kun collected the silk threads into the urn along the way.

The falling silk is like snow, and there is the sound of piano.

When you first pick it up, it may be tragic or relaxing, or it may be the domineering sound of the iron horse, or the elegant music of the empty mountain trail. Every time you touch it, it is a part of the host's life.

As long as the host dies among the six mysteries, the causal line will be intercepted.

Maybe those hosts have died long ago, but in those threads, those hosts are still alive.

There were tens of millions of silk threads, as many as the spider webs Qin Kun got when he defeated Tianqi Governor, and as many as the hairs on the eight tails given to him by the Fox Emperor. Qin Kun put away the silk threads completely and arrived in the city.

There were still many threads that had fallen into nowhere, and Qin Kun failed to put them away.

Not far away, three crystalline threads that Qin Kun had not caught turned into three figures when they landed.

A golden beard, an old man in white robes, and a wise old man.

The three of them looked at the sky in unison.

"came back……"

It seems that only a day or two has passed here, and they have been trapped in that dark city for countless years.

The three of them sighed and looked at each other: "Who are we... now?"

No one can answer.