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

"Morning, Brother Wang."

Wang Yazhou, who studied IT, is now working in the Information Security Department of Linjiang City. He is shy, wears glasses, and is not good at talking: "Morning, Master Qin. You eat with my dad, and my unit has to leave beforehand. I just bought it .”

After Wang Yazhou finished speaking, he hurried away with a backpack on his back.

Old Wang shook his head: "This kid, he can't even talk to people now."

The refreshments on the table were exquisite, and they were all in the shape of a small cage. Qin Kun couldn't tell if it was authentic or not, but the taste was okay anyway.

Putting a Shrimp Dumpling King in his mouth, Qin Kun was curious: "What's wrong, it's like a ghost in the morning, do you have to use the benefits of the unit to trick me out?"

Lao Wang smiled mysteriously and pushed over a newspaper.

This is a 'Linjiang Daily'. Qin Kun read several big news, most of which are trivial issues of people's livelihood.Nothing big?

Old Wang said: "D version."

Turning to page D, Qin Kun found a small section inside, which was a piece of news.

[Citizens collectively have nightmares, causing experts to pay attention]

In the section, it was written that a strange thing happened in the community of "Linjiang New Era" last night.In Building 6 of the New Times Community, from the 16th floor to the 12th floor, all citizens had a nightmare at the same time, and 6 citizens fainted and were hospitalized.Relevant experts went to investigate last night.

At the same time, the board mentioned that a mysterious man once broke into the building, injured the security guard, destroyed the gate of the community and the glass door of Building 6 and so on.Guess whether the mysterious man will have anything to do with this matter.

Qin Kun saw that the picture next to the board was his profile!

"Damn, this kind of news is also reported?! Spreading superstitious ideas indiscriminately!"

Qin Kun tapped the newspaper vigorously with his fingers: "Besides, I'm here to save people!"

Curator Wang nodded reassuringly: "I know, I know, calm down. How does it feel to report? You see there is a line of small words at the back, asking for information on the mysterious man."

Qin Kun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You won't be wanted?"

Curator Wang pursed his lips: "Jing Sansheng is still serving in the army, who can do anything to you? It really can't, isn't Ge Zhan still alive?"

fine?It's best to be fine...

"Then why are you looking for me?"

Curator Wang sipped his tea and said in a low voice: "Do you think you can get in touch with the newspaper office and post a recruitment notice for our unit?"

puff……

Qin Kun's tea almost spewed out.

I'll go to your uncle!You have been thinking about this for a long time? !

"Why don't you go to the board?"

Curator Wang smiled wryly: "I've done it! Gui, if you don't make the headlines, there are so many behind it, who will see it?"

Curator Wang pointed to the recruitment section of the daily newspaper. The densely packed recruitment notices made people dazzled.

"Then it will be effective if I log in?! How big is my face?"

Director Wang pointed to the writer's name: "Chu Mingquan, did you see that? The editor-in-chief of Linjiang Daily! This news was written by the editor-in-chief himself! Tell me, can he not be curious about your origin? When you arrive It’s time to brag to our unit, saying that if you do a good job, ghosts and gods will not invade, in short, he will definitely write, as long as you have a good relationship with him.”

I'm so stupid...

Ghosts and gods are not invading, you are a cult!How about going to jail! !

"Do I look like a publicist?" Qin Kun rolled his eyes with contempt.

Curator Wang sipped his tea with melancholy eyes: "Xiao Qin, everyone in our unit is getting older. I am 54, Lao Qu is 59, and Lao Zhou of the cremation building is 60. Lao Geng, Lao Shan, and Lao Yu are already over 60. I can't do it for a few years. We... have no successors..."

"You won't raise your salary? The basic salary is 1800. Who would go for young people now?"

"Isn't there a performance bonus... It adds up to a lot. Besides, the basic salary of a good craftsman must be doubled. We are also a craftsman."

"Wait..." Qin Kun thought of a question: "I remember I caught a ghost and asked him to go to Tuwa to arrange something for him. Have you seen it?"

Curator Wang said: "Yes, Tuwa cut paper for him and made him a Daoist soldier. I took the paper figurine away, and the soul is still floating around the funeral parlor."

Qin Kun's eyes widened: "Why? Don't you think it's easier to let ghosts do the work? You don't need to be paid for nothing! Uncle Qu is in charge of the unit. What are you afraid of?"

Curator Wang snorted coldly: "I'm afraid? I don't even want to see the Taoism of the Southern School and the Northern School! At the beginning, Master Yang...humph! These idiots only know how to fight for their fucking size!"

Lao Wang has always been brooding over Yang Shen's death, Qin Kun flattened his lips: "Then you still take Tuwa into the unit..."

"Hmph! I'm talking about old grievances! Ning Buwei is that old thing, and his master Qiao Shanliang is not a good guy! There are also those bastards like Ge Zhan, Zuo Jinchen, Chai Qingrong, and Wu Xiong! It's better to die!"

After 30 years, Director Wang still did not let go of his hostility towards the people of the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect. Qin Kun sighed, how much hatred is this...

Thinking about how fanatical Peng Xiao met in Shanghai, Qin Kun became curious for the first time, how attractive is the previous generation of accompanying Tiangou?It can make people reverence to such an extent.

"Xiao Qin, to tell you the truth, in the funeral parlor business, the cremation building belongs to fire, and the ice coffin hall belongs to water, so even ordinary soldiers can't do it."

"I remember Jiang Yang did it before! He is also a soldier for nothing, but unfortunately he was killed by Goddess Ma, you can't save him!"

Curator Wang knew that Qin Kun still had grievances about Jiang Yang's death, so he sighed and said with a wry smile: "That's the Zhong family's phantom soul technique! In fact, he didn't do anything... Tell me, he used phantom soul technique to deceive People lie to ghosts, Ma Xiaohua wants to kill him, how can I use righteousness to keep him?"

Chapter 0440 Xu Tao returns

After dinner early in the morning, Pharaoh went to work.

Qin Kun returned home, lit a cigarette, and seemed to be lost again.

Du Qinghan entered, put on slippers and walked over.

"Wake up so early?"

Seeing Qin Kun's silence, Du Qinghan asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

what happened?

Qin Kun didn't know what was wrong, he seemed a little confused.Yang Shen was born in the Republic of China, Wu Yunzi was born in the late Qing Dynasty, and Ma Yongjiang was born in Nanming. They were all in the period of war. At that time, the land of China was full of bulls, ghosts and snakes. Waves, is it too calm?

"Master Du, do you sometimes feel like you don't know what to do? As if you shouldn't exist, or that it's no different if you have one more in this world and you have one less?"

Seeing Qin Kun calling himself 'Master Du' with a melancholy expression, Du Qinghan smiled: "Master Qin, how did you become so concerned about the country and the people?"

"I'm worrying about myself..."

"In the Dao of Life and Death, Director Wang is busy with the operation of the unit, Uncle Qu is watching the gate, Old Immortal Chu is tossing about his Seven Star Palace, Chu Qianxun is busy with the family's real estate business, Yu Heimian is trying to expand the entrance of Fu Zongtang, Wang Gan is making a movie, Jing Hu Part-time bodyguards, Nie Huzi is a policeman with a special establishment, Peach Blossom Eyes is the leader of Qumadu, Li Sanwang is managing the barber shop, Ning Buwei is selling paper money wreaths for casual meals, Han Yao likes to play games and flirt with anchors, Goddess Ma is in Working as a witch in the countryside, Crazy Zuo went to Europe to feed pigeons, apprentice Cui Wuming is dying and looking for something to continue his life, apprentice grandson Cui Honghu is in middle school..."

"I don't know what I'm going to do."

As if I was here to dawdle, this feeling of confusion is very strange and rare.

Du Qinghan lit a cigarette, and Qin Kun reported a long list of names she hadn't heard before. She leaned on the sofa and listened quietly. The neutral shirt was wide and the hot pants covered her lower body, as if she hadn't worn them. .

After a while, Qin Kun finished speaking.

Du Qinghan smiled: "Master Qin, sometimes I also get confused, but my uncle reminded me."

"What did he say?"

Du Qinghan smiled and narrowed his eyes: "My uncle said that our shady business is called explorers abroad."

Qin Kun smiled: "Explorer?"

"Don't laugh, my uncle really said that. What is an explorer? Explore unknown mysteries, explore treasures, explore all novel things. Find the meaning of life, not dig graves to make money. Anyway, believe it or not, I That's what my uncle taught me. I don't want to make a trip in vain when I sell things that I find out, and it's the same reason to collect karma with you and put incense on the graves of gods."

Qin Kun spewed out smoke rings, and it was the first time he had heard people say that the tomb robber was so tall, and there might be no one except Du Qinghan.

Du Qinghan hooked Qin Kun's neck: "So you actually lost your way. What you are looking for is the meaning of existence, and that direction is bigger and broader than the meaning of life I am looking for."

Qin Kun was puzzled.

Du Qinghan tapped the fruit knife on the fruit plate on the table with his toe, the fruit knife bounced and flew towards him, Du Qinghan pinched the tip of the knife, and then, the fruit knife moved around the fingertips, the back of the hand, and the palm of the hand like a flower, which was extraordinarily dazzling.

Qin Kun was fascinated by it, and Du Qinghan said: "Tell me, why does this kind of fancy juggling exist? And there are so many people who want to learn it?"

"Handsome!" Qin Kun blurted out.

Du Qinghan's fingers are nimble and slender. Qin Kun has seen her play with butterfly knives. Who would have thought that she could make flowers with a fruit knife!

Du Qinghan clamped the tip of the knife with his fingertips, swung it vigorously, and the blade plunged into the apple.

"You said, the plates in the kitchen can also hold fruit, why buy a fruit plate?"

"It's beautiful!" Qin Kun wondered, do you need to think about it?Fruits can also be placed on ordinary plates, but the fruit looks delicious when placed in a beautiful fruit plate.

"That's right, the meaning of existence is as simple as that. You are first and foremost a ghost hunter. There are monks, Taoist priests, witches, wizards, etc. in the ghost hunter profession, but why does this profession exist?"

"Yin and Yang live in harmony!"

Du Qinghan shrugged: "Why do you become a ghost hunter?"

"I have this ability!"

Qin Kunyue's answer was smoother. He didn't read much, but he could feel that Du Qinghan was helping him analyze something.

"Then why do you have the ability to catch ghosts?"

Qin Kun stretched out his palm, and the tattoo on a columbarium stood out.

Du Qinghan was curious, she had seen this tattoo many times, but she had never seen someone tattoo it on the palm of her hand.

"what is this?"

"Maybe it's my mark."

Qin Kun's slack eyes gradually gathered together. After coming back from the Demon City, he fell into a drowsy sleep for a month. He failed in the game of the Ten Dead City, and his whole body was "opened" from it again. The trance mental state has always affected him.

At this moment, those sequelae seemed to disappear instantly.

Those lazy eyes are still a little lazy, but the eyes are as real, and the pupils are bottomless.

"Is this imprint famous in your industry?" Du Qinghan asked.

"Well, there are people with the hardest horoscope. The seniors on the Tao said that I was born at the yang part of the yang year."

Qin Kun put his arms around Du Qinghan's waist: "So I may be born to be a ghost hunter. Du Ye, thank you!"

Du Qinghan was eaten tofu by Qin Kun. He wanted to struggle but couldn't get rid of it. He lowered his head and said shyly, "Then you help me get to the grave?"

Qin Kun silently pushed Du Qinghan away: "It's impossible."

Du Qinghan's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Qin Kun! You took advantage of me and you have the nerve to refuse me!"

Qin Kun rubbed his nose, as if enlightened.

"I am a man of principles. However, I can send a ghost messenger to accompany you. Are you leaving?"

Du Qinghan nodded: "Well, last time Qiaolinggu provoked me, their patriarch, Gu Dayuan, found a clue to the tomb, please accompany me. I'm going to call some people, let's start the stove."

……

Qin Kun's house was surrounded by six ghost servants, and they saw Qin Kun holding a magic weapon in his hand.

Attached soul flag.

This flag, together with hell, is the way ghost messengers collect rent.

Qin Kun waved the flag, and in front of him, two ghosts whom he hadn't seen for a long time appeared.

Compared with ghosts, the underworld is the same as that of people in the yang world. After doing a lot of farm work, the skin is still rough and calloused. In front of Qin Kun, there is an old farmer in brocade clothes with his trouser legs, and a braided old farmer. farmer.

It was Qin Kun's ghost messenger, the old ghost in brocade clothes, and Xu Tao, the pervert.

As Qin Kun's whiteboard ghost messenger, Qin Kun had a rule that if he did not practice ghost skills, he would not be able to return.Jinyi old ghost and sex ghost Xu Tao are farming and practicing every day.The two of them had a lot of incense, but their talents were extremely poor, their cultivation was already at the peak of evil spirits, and none of them had ghost skills.

At the last moment, they were still farming and picking stones in the incense candle field. They felt that they would never return to the world of flowers and plants in the Yangjian in this life.

But suddenly the light and shadow changed, and the next moment, it appeared in front of Qin Kun.

Seeing Qin Kun's familiar yet unfamiliar face, Xu Tao froze for a moment, then burst into tears.

"Brother Kun!!! I miss you so much—————"

Qin Kun stretched out his foot and kicked Xu Tao's face, preventing him from rushing over.

The two appeared, and the information about them in the [Ghosts] column was quickly refreshed. Seeing that they still had no ghost skills, Qin Kun gave up any hope.

"Xu Tao, don't talk nonsense to me, there is something you need to do for me."

"Go through fire and water!!! I will die!!!" Xu Tao promised loudly, his chest was almost smashed, "As long as I don't let me go to farm again!!! I can't afford that crime... woo woo Woooo..."

"There is a girl who is going to an unclean place, take care of her, and don't let some unsightly things mess with her."

"No problem! Little ones, come out!!!"

Following Xu Tao's order, Qin Kun found that armor suddenly appeared on Xu Tao's body, a pointed hat, and a flamboyant armor. Qin Kun had seen it on TV. It was the standard attire of the Eight Banners of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties!