My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

"To tell you the truth, Master, the Tu Shan family has long since disappeared... Now the name is still used in the past."

"The blood is gone?"

"Yes."

"Then I advise you to change your surname in the future."

The old fox was puzzled: "Why? Tu Shan's skin still needs to be worn, which can save a lot of trouble."

"Old fox, you are too upright, you have no fox nature, you don't know how deep the water is here, you may not be able to grasp some things, listen to my advice, and it won't hurt you..."

The old fox felt that Qin Kun was too lenient, so he said something perfunctory, but Qin Kun simply let him go.

I only have this little friendship with the old fox, and I tried my best.When the time comes, Qingqiu Yunhu will get your skin cramped. You can't blame Master Qin for not reminding you...

Chapter 1437

The giant tortoise makes a boat and flows eastward with the water.

For about an hour, the old fox stood beside Qin Kun and reminded him, "Master Qin, Guangling is coming soon."

The Yin road is very fast, and before I feel much, I heard the old fox say that the destination is coming, Yuan Xinghan couldn't help but stepped forward: "Dare to ask the old doctor, the Guangling you mentioned...is Yangzhou?"

A sentence from the old doctor made the old fox elated.

"Exactly, the young man's speech is gentle and gentle, and his aura is also ordinary. Isn't he a member of the secret sect?"

Yuan Xinghan nodded: "This time I came out with Qin to see the world. I am a painter."

"It turned out to be a painter! I have long admired you. We in the Tushan lineage also follow the example of human beings in reciting poems and painting, but our talent is limited. This is a pen I made out of hair back then. Seeing that you are destined, I give it to you. I hope you will cherish it!"

Qin Kun was dumbfounded, this old thing actually gave a big gift just because of an honorific title, see you soon.

Isn't your temper like this just now?

Yuan Xinghan was also flattered. He took the brush and found that the length was suitable and the softness was just right. He glanced at Qin Kun. Qin Kun nodded, saying that this is not a ghost weapon or a ghost weapon, so he can accept it with confidence.

"Thank you, old doctor. I will cherish it! If I have the opportunity to visit Jiangbai Lake, I will entertain you well."

"Hahahaha, it's fate to meet each other, so be careful!"

Yuan Xinghan saluted, the old fox stroked his beard in a pretentious manner, and the gift of fate is a good story that can be passed on. After many years of pretentiousness, he finally met him today, and he is also very happy.Besides, the other party didn't look down on him because he was in the form of a beast. He liked this kind of male.

The giant tortoise stopped at the fork in the river mouth, and the old fox greeted Yuan Xinghan for a long time before they were sent ashore by the turtle shell boat. The old fox at the bow was much more pleasing to the eye than before, and said goodbye to everyone with his hands crossed.

On the shore, the giant tortoise went away, and the members of the travel agency looked at Yuan Xinghan and became envious.

The second person who was gifted by ghosts and spirits appeared.

"Brother Yuan, good luck!"

"Brother Yuan, let me take a look at this..."

"It's so exquisite, it doesn't seem to be ordinary..."

"Hmph, those who engage in art are indeed not ordinary people. Besides me, these ghosts and spirits can also be attracted by them. It's not bad." Wu Senran took out the hairpin given by the female ghost a long time ago, and commented on Yuan Xinghan seriously.

Tu Xuanxuan is the most envious. She has worked in the ghost story radio station for so many years, and it is not that she has never encountered such a thing as a gift from a ghost. I heard Qin Kun mention it before. She has many underworld listeners, but most of those listeners gave gifts. Wreaths, yellow paper, joss sticks, all of them kill people's popularity.

It was the first time for Dou Lin to see such a strange thing, and he started to flirt with it, wondering if he would also encounter such a good thing, after all, that fox-hair brush looks unusual.

Qin Kun waited for them to finish chatting, and said to everyone: "It's getting late, let's find a place to stay."

"Uncle Qin, isn't this Guangling...why does it look a bit remote..."

"We are walking in the shadows, we haven't gone to the world yet, let's go, I will take you out."

As Qin Kun said, he was about to lift his feet and kick in vain.

Suddenly, a building boat came from the east, which was very delicate.

A group of people looked at it, sparks lit up, laughing and laughing, although the light of the building boat was green, but there was no evil spirit permeating it, instead it looked like a gathering of literati and refined scholars.

"Director Qin, what kind of boat is that?" Tu Xuanxuan's eyes widened. The boat appeared not far away in the blink of an eye, and it was a mess of exquisiteness.

Wu Senran said: "Stupid, this is a dark road, then... it must be a ghost ship."

On the deck, many phantoms surrounded an old man, greeting and flattering words endlessly.From the looks of it, the old man seemed to be a big shot.

"Qin Taixu, you old man died in a foreign land, and you still know how to come back! Today, this old man brought his disciples across the border to welcome you, but he took the risk of violating taboos!"

"Hahahaha, Brother Lu Zhi loves you so much, I never thought that my soul would return to my hometown, and I would be greeted by my elder brother thousands of miles away, ashamed, ashamed!"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and recite your poems back then, so as to teach these young people what is the eternal song of Qixi Festival."

It was the end of July, and the Qixi Festival was approaching, and the boat sailed to the side of everyone. Qin Kun and his group saw the old man on the bow looking at the shore, and nodded with a smile.

Although it was a phantom, the smile was very friendly. Out of politeness, Yuan Xinghan and Tu Xuanxuan also smiled back at the old man.

The old man withdrew his gaze, glanced around the deck, and looked at the stars in the sky, and began to chant as if reminiscing.

"Xianyun makes a clever move..."

As soon as the famous story through the ages opened, for some reason, goosebumps appeared and hairs exploded.

"... Flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. Once the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world."

The old man is reminiscing, reminiscing about his high-spirited appearance many years ago, his chanting and emotion, why not his brilliant life.

"Tenderness is like water, the wedding is like a dream, and I endure the magpie bridge to return. If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be together... day and night!"

The sound reverberated, and the building went away. After the astonishment, the applause continued.

Wu Senran froze on the shore, looking at the old man in surprise. He squeezed Qin Kun's arm until the boat was out of sight, "Qin...Qin..."

"Qin what?"

"That's Qin Guan!"

Who is Qin Guan?Qin Kun couldn't remember, but he knew the poem.It seems to be Chang Wei's breakthrough after he hit Laifu.

Wu Senran yelled at the building, as if he wanted to go up, Huo Qi wondered: "You are not a cultural person, why do you like to join this circle?"

"I used it when I wrote love poems to Bai Wenjing some time ago...I have to say hello to the old man...I'd better ask for an autograph..."

Everyone was helpless, and Qin Kun was also speechless. He picked up Wu Senran: "He died in a foreign land, and finally returned to his hometown. You are a Yang person, why join in the fun and go out."

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and kicked, the sound of glass shattering appeared, and the surrounding scenery disappeared inch by inch.

At night, Guangling.

Busy traffic.

The day of July is suitable for gathering with friends.

Drink some wine, brag, share happiness, and express depression.

There are many night markets, and the fragrance is pervasive.

Walking from the riverside, everyone ate a supper and found a nearby hotel to stay.

The next morning, the sun was just right.

When it comes to the beautiful scenery of Guangling, we have to mention the gardens.

The exquisite gardens that can be seen everywhere are the pursuit of architectural aesthetics and living environment by the ancients.

The garden is the biggest feature here, so after getting up the next day, everyone went out without waiting for Qin Kun's arrangement.

This place, they have been here.

The famous capital of Huaizuo, the best place in Zhuxi.It is the most famous praise for this place by the ancients.

Tu Xuanxuan was here, Yuan Xinghan was here, and Dou Lin was also here.

Come again, revisit the old place, and the mood is still the same.From ancient times to the present, so many famous articles have been left here, and the three became tour guides, and started to play with a few enthusiastic members.

It was already noon when Qin Kun woke up.

During this period of time, the energy became more vigorous, but the sleep became more and more deep.

I don't know why, but after a strong physique, it is reasonable to say that the rest time should be reduced, and the biological clock becomes more regular, but after falling asleep, I wake up later and later.

At 12:[-], after Qin Kun finished washing, Tu Xuanxuan and the others had already strolled to the Slender West Lake, so Qin Kun went out alone without worrying about him.

The Wuding Bao recommended by the locals is not bad to eat, but it is a bit rare to buy.

After Qin Kun barely had enough to eat, he heard a complaint.

"Master... not enough to eat..."

"Eat! You know how to eat! Pindao hasn't found a formal job since he joined the WTO!"

"Then what to do..."

"Can you go back? Are you not afraid of the sun?"

"I... It seems that after smelling the aroma of food, I am no longer afraid of Yanghuo."

A Taoist priest wearing a facial mask and a thin male ghost with a belly as big as a drum walked in the crowd, which was very different.

The Taoist priest was wearing a mask, but no one noticed.

The male ghost is not afraid of the scorching sun above his head and the fire around him, which is very weird.

However, when passing by ordinary Yangren, the male ghost will not affect the Yanghuo on the shoulders of the Yangren and Tianling, which is quite strange.

One person and one ghost stood beside the pot stickers shop, swallowing their saliva. The Taoist felt his body. There was still enough money for food, but not much.

distress.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind them.

"Boss, three...no, six potstickers!"

"okay."

The two turned their heads, and the Taoist priest's face turned into a shocked expression.

"Qin Kun? Why are you here!"

The Taoist priest was Mo Wuji.

Qin Kun was very puzzled, how could Xiao Wang's master, Mo Daoye, who is known as the Immortal of Liangyi, be so embarrassing?

"I'm here with a tour group, how about you? Why are you here?"

It's not surprising to see Xu Facheng here, because Maoshan is nearby, but why did he see Mo Wuji?

Mo Wuji coughed dryly: "I am a starving ghost who is about to break through to become the ghost king. The oracle said that I need to be saved, that I want to come to this place to fulfill my last wish..."

Qin Kun raised his eyelids, hey, this guy looks ugly, but he didn't expect such a high potential?

"Ghost King?"

The three sat on the table, and Qin Kun looked at the starving ghost in astonishment.

The starving ghost nodded embarrassingly: "I've seen Master Qin!"

"Don't be polite, if you say it, you will envy Niu Meng and the others."

The starved ghost said restrainedly: "It may not be possible to break through. The key point is that I have been too hungry recently. The incense offerings from the master are obviously enough, but I am still very hungry... Sometimes hostility will breed because of this. The master said that the seal of heaven I mentioned that I might break through, so take me here to see if there is a chance..."

Qin Kun nodded, this is the task given by the system.

"I said, Mo Wuji, do you have no money?" Qin Kun cut to the chase.

Over the years, the relationship with Mo Wuji has become more and more harmonious, and mutual help is still necessary.Qin Kun has never been stingy about giving generously.

But Mo Wuji said bluntly: "I have no money. I saw two children get seriously ill along the way, and I donated all the money I saved over the years."

child?patient?donated?

Qin Kun half understood: "Cause and effect don't end up like this. You don't owe them..."

There are countless births, old ages, illnesses and deaths in the world. Taoist priests do good deeds because of affection, not duty. If every Taoist priest saves others like Mo Wuji, if he can't save them, he will have to consume himself to death.

Mo Wuji nodded: "I know that too. But hearing their accents are Ba people, those two children have suffered evil spirits, and I feel ashamed... But now they are fine, their spirits have improved, but their bodies are weak. I'm afraid I'll have to stay in the hospital for more than a year, so I'll give you some money... Just treat me as a peace of mind."

If you say that, Qin Kun can't say it.

When the potstickers are on the table, the starving ghost eats them quickly.

After a few mouthfuls, the crispy potstickers turned into ashes and fell down. Qin Kun pushed the one in front of him as well, and continued to ask Mo Wuji, "Have you joined the WTO recently?"

"Sometimes I do ritual things with Feng Duguan, and sometimes I go to sing operas after white affairs, so I'm hungry and full."