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

three days...

On the evening of the fourth day, in the middle and late August, on the 8th day of the seventh lunar month, Zhongyuan Festival.

Qin Kun supported his waist and went out with a cup of wolfberry tea.

"Come back early." Du Qinghan called sweetly from the window on the second floor.

"Oh." Qin Kun didn't want to pay attention to this woman for the first time.

The ghost town has ushered in the second large-scale show.

There are huge crowds of tourists, and advertising posters run from the entrance of Baihu Town Scenic Area to the town.In the small town, the sprays, AR effects, and COS squares on the roads are all related to ghosts.

"Kushikatsu--The Devil's Skewers--"

Wu Senran's barbecue yard is full of fragrance and is located at the crossroads with the best geographical location. The huge passenger flow makes the business extremely hot.

"Fried chicken - any need for fried chicken?"

Jin Liuzi and Sister Gu, who are zombies, have long been the scenery here. Tonight, the business of the stall is not inferior to that of Wu Senran's shop.

"Fat cat cone - fat cat ice powder - fat cat refreshing - come on!"

It was hot in August, and Gao Ying and his partner Fat Cat, who were just in need of tourists, were also business geniuses in the ghost town. They no longer sold boxed lunches, but sold summer drinks, which were quite popular.

Qin Kun did not expect that two masters of 'Wolong' and 'Fengchu' would appear at the same time in his small ghost-hunting inn.

Dr. Huo looked at other people's business with sourness, and wondered if his own psychological clinic could also make room to sell some food. This is so lucrative.

Under the big locust tree on the cross road, Qin Kun sat on the flower bed and rested.

In the COS square, I suddenly saw Xu Facheng dressed in a Taoist robe, walking in it like a dog.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Brother Taoist, can you get married?"

"Where is the Taoist priest from?"

"Pin Dao Maoshan Xu Facheng." Xu Facheng smiled politely and worked hard to promote Maoshan.

If an extremely decent person is paired with this beheading face, it will simply satisfy all the fantasies of some ignorant girls about the old-fashioned little brother.

Next to Qin Kun, Miao Shan sat down, pouted and said, "This guy actually wants to rely on the COS circle to make his reputation among the people, isn't he a taboo?"

Miaoshan is clearly jealous.

I don't know why, but in this traditional ghost festival, tourists prefer Taoist priests to monks.

Qin Kun said: "Anyway, the rule of life and death is not to reveal the secret method in front of people. This kind of face-to-face reputation... seems to be nothing, right? Why are you still here? Don't you miss your master?"

"I'm in a daze. When I went back to the master and asked, I didn't know how to explain it to the old man. I almost forgot what I did. I'll talk about it after a while. Besides... Didn't Mo Wuji also leave?"

In the crowd of Miao Shan and Qin Kun, the monk Yueyue was dressed in white monk clothes, and he looked like a treasure, but not many tourists paid attention to it. The two walked along the intersection. When they approached Dongyang Style Street, there was someone performing in a teahouse. change face.

"You said that he is also idle." Miao Shan looked at Mo Wuji's hard-working performance, the Fengdu Guanzhen stayed here for a few days after he came back, performing for people every day, the monk didn't know why, and he didn't take the initiative to find him. If so, he wouldn't take the initiative to find someone else.

"Isn't it good? My son often comes to find his master these days." Qin Kun stayed at home for three days. Although he didn't go out, he still had eyes and ears.Sometimes Xiao Wang would go out and come back and tell him that he had found Mo Wuji to play, and he also knew that Mo Wuji had been staying in the teahouse.

"Of course I saw your son. You said that your son is working in the restaurant for free to make money for Mo Wuji. You don't care if he asks for a karma?"

After Miaoshan finished speaking, Qin Kun was stunned: "Is the teahouse owned by Mo Wuji?"

"It was ordered by Senior Chao."

I rely on... This is Chao Zhen's industry?

Qin Kun frowned: "I heard from Uncle Ge, whenever Uncle Chao earns a little money, he spends it on the decoration of Fengduguan. Where did he get the money to buy a tea house?"

This place is not cheap.

"Hey, the old tailor and the tailor's wife. The tailor's wife is the daughter of Senior Chao. In terms of seniority, she is Mo Wuji's senior sister. The two have money in their hands. The costumes are all provided by them."

Oh--

Qin Kun suddenly realized that they should not be for Mo Wuji, but for their own son.

After removing his strange causal line, Qin Pojun had to call the tailor's wife and his wife Taimao and Taimapa in terms of seniority.

Thinking of Liu Tian, ​​Qin Kun felt a little emotional.

If she had the ability back then, wouldn't she have died?

That was the first woman who was very nice to him.

When he was missing, Qin Kun was elbowed by Miao Shan again, interrupting his thoughts.

"what happened again?"

"Look who's sitting in the first row?"

The two thieves who eat melons glanced at each other and said, isn't this Magic Lisa?

Blonde and blue-eyed, he stared at Mo Wuji, whose face changed on the stage.Mo Wuji combined face-changing with making tea. When he got off the stage to make tea, Morisa, like a sunflower, didn't look away from each other at all.

"This guy is too thief... He soaked the woman of Fan Haixin... I feel ashamed!"

Miao Shan couldn't take it any longer and shook his head and stood up.

Qin Kun found that Morisa's eyes were bright, she was pure and sincere after seeing her sweetheart, and even the spectators next to her couldn't help but silently send her blessings.

It's actually pretty good, isn't it?

It is said that the son has been complaining that the master does not let him sleep with him these days, and he wants to relive his childhood memories, but his master has found various reasons to send his son back.

I didn't expect this guy Mo Wuji to shake the music with Morisa at night.

Qin Kun cursed shamelessly, got up and left.

Today, Niu Meng was released.

On the fifteenth day of the seventh month, a hundred ghosts walk at night.

This was originally the theme of the event.

Niu Meng and the others walked down the street quite skillfully. Di Renjie and Liu Shan were the first time they walked in the world in an open and honest way, and they felt that everything was novel.

"Yeah, it's Master Dong Jun here!"

"Look, the Internet celebrity monster Dong Jun!"

Dong Ao, who was leading the white-boned horse, became a sought after object again.

Dong Ao smiled very proudly and kept waving at the tourists. He liked this place so much.

"Let's let the trouble of being skinned, I take a photo with Dong Junye..."

Peeling was pushed aside, his angry nose was crooked, he looked at Niu Meng: "Brother Niu, you have to take care of it! Humans and ghosts have different paths, does this make sense?"

Before he finished speaking, Niu Meng was also pulled away, along with Ma Mian.

Niu Meng gave Feihu a small look proudly.

Apparently some tourists also like the traditional Chinese beef head and horse noodles.

Tourists all thought that these ghosts in transit were acting, but they were shocked until they couldn't see them after the group photo. Only then did experienced people jump out and give them popular science: "Don't understand? This is the body. With some coatings, the spectrum can't be captured. We found out last year! You can ask the students in the studio over there to do a sketch for you, it's cheap!"

Pseudoscience suddenly promoted the studio's business, because the people who popularized science were the ones hired by Yuan Xinghan.

A group of people hurriedly called the students from Yuan Xinghan's summer vacation class and paid for them to sit there obediently.

On the street corner, some tourists, out of curiosity, finally reached out to some new faces.

"Hello, are you... Mr. Di Renjie?"

Among the ghosts in the street, Di Gong was taken aback.

Does anyone know him?

He didn't know how to answer. The tourist next to him said: "He wears a black gauze headband, a silver lace belt around his waist, and a strange iron mace pinned to his back. Who else can this be if it's not Mr. Di? Mr. Di, we Leave a picture..."

They found that there was no shadow of Di Renjie in the candid photos, so they dragged Di Renjie to the painting booth and invited a student.

In addition to the accident, Di Renjie was quite happy in his heart. This is a descendant of Huaxia. After a thousand years, he can still respect himself and like himself. Then all the things he did during his lifetime became worth it.

Di Renjie was pulled away.

In addition to being lost, Liu Shan was suddenly invited by a group of people.

"Liu Chan!"

"It's Brother Adou..."

"What brother, Grandpa Liu lived a long life, this must be the emperor of Shu Han when COS was young!"

"Never mind, I like Brother Adou so much, come with us to paint a picture..."

Liu Chan blushed and was overwhelmed. He was excited and asked quickly, "Really, really? You like me? Why?"

A group of beautiful girls seemed to naturally like a gentle and cute little fat man like Liu Chan.

But girls are not only beautiful, but also skinny.

"Our girlfriends like the fierce general brother in the Three Kingdoms the most!"

"I'm... a fierce general?" Liu Chan was stunned.

"Of course it is! There are only three people in the Three Kingdoms with seven in and seven out of the ten thousand armies, one General Zhao, one you, and one Meng Huo!"

Qin Kun, who was drinking tea next to him, spit it out. Seeing Liu Shanjiang's red face, he almost fell into the garden with a smile.

Liu Chan was dragged away.

Qin Kun came to the next market stall, where there was a lonely ghost king.

He was holding a stack of real money, but he didn't know how to count, but he still spent money to buy a lot of things.

There are chess, comic strips, small weapons, and imitation jade seals.I don't know who to send it to.

Qin Kun didn't bother him.

Not far away, a group of actors came out.

Behind the market is a small town movie theater, which can also be turned into a theater after the movie curtain is pulled up.There is a show tonight.It seems that the show has just ended and the actors are leaving to go get something to eat.

A beautiful woman came out last, without changing her clothes or removing her makeup.

After passing by the big ghost, he suddenly softened and slapped his foot.

The big ghost realized that he had just been in a daze, did not restrain his ghost, and collided with the other party.

"Are you OK?"

The big ghost helped the beauty up.

The beauty raised her head, her eyes were facing each other, and the beauty subconsciously froze: "Overlord...?"

The big ghost trembled and turned his head: "You are mistaken."

"You can't be wrong! I've played Yu Ji in 300 games... Your COS is the Overlord! Except for this purple robe, the others seem to be!"

This isn't actually a purple robe, it's the purple qi transformation that comes with it after death...

The big ghost said in his heart, but did not explain.He didn't know how to answer when he heard the beauty, because he didn't know what COS was, but he still said: "Yu Ji is actually not as pretty as you. She's just very understanding..."

The beauty didn't care about that, and suddenly grabbed him.

"Sisters, come quickly, I have caught the real overlord!"

The big ghost was stunned, and found that Wuyangyang beauties rushed over.

Is it all Yu Ji?

The big ghost's face turned red.

"Yeah, it really looks like it!"

"Yeah, Overlord, I played Yu Ji in 60 games, do you think I look like me?"

"I played 87 shows!"

"Bawang, have you watched the grand scene on stage in "Bawang's Farewell to the Concubine" today?"

The big ghost is helpless.

Why are there so many people calling themselves Yu Ji all of a sudden?

Suddenly, the big screen at the entrance of the cinema released a wonderful clip of today's newly revised stage play "Farewell to the Overlord and the Concubine".