Ghost Shelter System

Chiang Mai, Thailand.

It's rainy and rainy in August.

When Qin Kun, Ashiya Tenma, and Mitsui Eriko came to this place, it was the rainy season.

As a country with a population of 60 million but 40,000 temples and 20 nuns and monks, Qin Kun felt firsthand the lofty status of monks and masters in this country.

But there is a difference between monks and monks.

Most Buddhists here believe in Hinayana Buddhism and only practice to save themselves, but cannot save others. Therefore, those monks are far less majestic than the Chinese Buddhists, but rather gloomy.

In the suburbs, in a very remote suburb, there is a shabby hotel that can be lived in. It was obviously renovated from an unfinished building.

The smelly place was completely unlike one of Qin Kun’s impressions of the tourist destinations ‘Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand’.

The best hotel suite only has more furniture than a rough room. Eriko Mitsui's eyes twitched and she looked at Ashiya Tenma and said, "How...why...would you choose a place like this?"

This hotel is really terrible, surrounded by unfinished buildings. The tourism industry in Chiang Mai is very developed. It seems that this place wanted to build a landmark building, similar to a tourist town, but the capital chain was broken and the whole town became a ghost.

Ashiya Tenma compared the information from Japan with the geographical location here, and said: "Ms. Mitsui... According to the information sent by the Ashiya family, it is said that the destination of the group of onmyojis to pick up the Goryanagi River Valley is here. It was booked for us in advance. Room……"

"Master Ashiya, are you saying that you need to book this kind of house in advance?"

Ashiya Tenma said with a bitter face: "It will be gone if it's too late. Don't ask me why, I don't know either..."

The two of them really couldn't compliment the environment here. Qin Kun didn't have time to listen to them arguing about the accommodation environment, so he opened the window and looked outside.

This is a six-story building, the tallest building in a redevelopment area of ​​unfinished buildings. Viewed from the sky, Chiang Mai is located in a valley, with rolling hills on the outskirts. If Qin Kun sees it right, the surrounding mountains look like a reclining Buddha, with his head resting on his head. West, feet facing east, embracing Chiang Mai in the middle.

A blessed place?

As the saying goes, "there are three disasters in blessing," the first is suffering, the second is poverty, and the third is blood.

It is a very good place to hold blessings. This kind of Feng Shui situation is often found in the valleys of blessed places. Because the blessings linger, the Feng Shui in the center of the valley is excellent. However, things will turn to the extreme. Excellent Feng Shui will absorb the blessings from the surrounding areas, causing disasters in the surrounding area. .

Looking at my position again, I see where the Buddha's head is.

The Buddha's head is resting on the west and his feet are spread out. That is a dead Buddha!

The dead Buddha prays for blessings, which means that after leaving Chiang Mai, the surrounding area is full of resentment? !

How could there be such a strange place!

Qin Kun closed the window, picked up the tourist map on the table and browsed it.

"Master Qin, do you have any objection to living here? How about we live in the city?"

Eriko Mitsui was a little worried. She and Ashiya Tenma were both young. There were a lot of security forces available for this trip, but they were useless. When dealing with life and death, those guys are afraid of guns, but those who hold guns are also afraid of those guys.

Especially in Southeast Asia, evil spells, head-dropping, and poisonous poisons are rampant. They follow Qin Kun to ensure their own safety. If they don't take good care of the other party, what if the other party refuses to save him?

Qin Kun shook his head and said, "No need. Since the destination of those Onmyojis is here, we will stay here."

Qin Kun raised his head: "Is there a gun under your hand?"

Ashiya Tenma, a member of a traditional Onmyoji family, shook his head when he heard this, but Mitsui Eriko took out a handful and put it on the table.

"Just keep it yourself." Qin Kun told him, "Don't shoot randomly unless you have to."

"Why?"

"If there is an illusion master, the first one you kill will probably be Ashiya Tenma."

Ashiya Tenma looked at Mitsui Eriko in horror. When Qin Kun said this, he instantly felt that this was possible.

After staying, Qin Kun wanted to go out for a walk, and the other two followed him out for their own safety.

In the safe passage of the hotel, a monk slowly appeared after Qin and Kun left.

Next to the monk, another Japanese man wearing a robe and a black hat appeared.

The man put his hands in his sleeves, smiled slightly, and said in Thai fluently: "Master Bobu, that is the young master of the Ashiya family, Ashiya Tenma. As for that woman, it is best not to touch her."

The monk nodded: "Where is the other man?"

The Japanese man said: "I don't know, maybe he is the guard invited by Master Ashiya. We haven't received the information about that person yet, but you should be careful about the two people secretly following Ashiya Tenma. 'Black Rain Master' Hosoya Ikeda , 'Shiba Yao' Ishimura Yusuke. The second of the four great Onmyojis in the Ashiya family."

The monk understood.

I saw the monk leaning against the wall, his body suddenly withered, and his whole body became a piece of corpse skin and collapsed. It was really a piece of skin on the ground, sliding to the ground like rags.

The Japanese man raised the corner of his mouth: "Oh? Is it a trick? It's interesting."

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Eriko Mitsui and Tenma Ashiya followed Qin Kun. They didn't know why Qin Kun was so interested in this unfinished building. However, it is normal for ordinary people to find it difficult for ordinary people to understand what a superior person does.

Although this unfinished building is in bad shape, it is of a certain scale. I can imagine how grand and beautiful it will be if it is built, but unfortunately all that is left is a mess in front of me.

Weeds are overgrown, garbage is piled up, and the drainage system, electricity system, and water supply system are barely functional. This place is already in the mountains. If a road had not been built, it would be even more remote.

There are many civilians living around, and probably because they are located in a mountain village, every household does not look very wealthy. There are also people setting up stalls selling snacks and handicrafts on the streets.

"What's over there?"

Standing in front of the stall, Qin Kun clasped his hands and spoke in standard Thai, which shocked Ashiya Tenma and Mitsui Eriko.

Just before Qin Kun came out, he gave the hotel owner some tips and asked him to make Buyu tea using the old tea fairy's magic weapon. Not only did he speak in a standard way, but he also had a local accent.

When the vendor heard that it was one of his own, he said, "That's a private cemetery."

"Why can a private cemetery have a dedicated area? And is the wooden house next to it a temple?"

The vendor smiled slightly: "That is the ancestral grave of Master Bobu. Master Bobu is one of the three great masters in Chiang Mai. Before he became a monk, his home was here."

Use the head of a dead Buddha as a tomb? Qin Kun squinted his eyes.

After all, the mountain is like a Buddha. Even if it is a dead Buddha, the location of the Buddha's head is a good place. This Feng Shui bureau represents the protection of future generations, and some wise men will emerge.

Master Na Bobu may be this kind of person.

However, the construction of this tomb is indeed a bit eye-catching.

Seeing Qin Kun's expression of discomfort, the vendor said: "This place was originally barren and no one cares about it. All the tourists who come here have gone to Chiang Mai. No one likes it here. Since Master Bobu invited the rich Bashan It was only through development that we built the road. Unfortunately, Bashan died suddenly and the investment was cut off, so the place became a mess."

The street vendor also has some regrets. If the investment had not been broken, the land expropriated from his family would have brought him a lot of wealth.