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

Seeing that Feng Qiang was catching the strong man, the ghost slipped away quickly with oil on his feet.

important?

Hey, avoid me, avoid me, and make excuses.

I am a dignified Young Master Feng, don't I even wait to see ghosts?

Feng Qiang patted his butt, touched a fruit from Damao's house, put it on his mouth, and made peace with Qin Kun.

"Qin Kun, have you finished reading? According to the division of labor, let's go find lunch."

After shopping all morning, Feng Qiang didn't forget the food. He can't be a starving ghost now. If he really has nothing to eat, he has already made plans to commit suicide.

After Qin Kun finished looking at this family, the ghosts trembled in fear: "Master Qin... Is there something wrong with my house? Is there some Feng Shui that hinders your eyes, please give me some pointers..."

The ghost people laughed as if they were crying, carefully staring at Qin Kun's expression.

Qin Kun reacted, and said helplessly: "Your son is an eyesore, kill him."

The ghost people knelt on the ground like lightning strikes: "Master Qin, no!"

"Then what are you talking about, get out!"

The ghost people moved aside tremblingly, and Qin Kun walked out of the room.

Sure enough, there was still nothing to do.

In the woods next to the ghost town, Qin Kun was silent, as if he had been meditating all the way and observing his surroundings carefully, Feng Qiang whispered: "Qin Kun, don't be in a daze, we really have nothing to eat."

Qin Kun came back to his senses, looked at Feng Qiang who was scraping the bark, and felt a little melancholy: "Yeah... I'm afraid it won't last for three days."

Three days...

Feng Qiang expressed contempt for Qin Kun's optimism.But at this time, it is better not to continue the sad topic.

"By the way, Qin Kun, what do you want to eat most now?"

These days, Qin Kun's mouth faded, and when he heard Feng Qiang's question, Qin Kun replied smoothly: "Dumplings stuffed with big meat and celery."

At Qi Xiuyuan's house in Yanjing, Qin Kun ate dumplings for his last meal.After coming to Luliang, he had a meal of stewed noodles. Looking back, the dumplings still suit his appetite... Speaking of which, the Ghost Festival has been trapped until now, and I don’t know how many days have passed...

Ok? !

and many more!

Something flashed in Qin Kun's mind suddenly.

"Shigu is July and a half, and there are three festivals for ancestor worship!"

"That's right, Shigu is July and a half, and there are three festivals for ancestor worship! How could I forget!!!"

Feng Qiang saw Qin Kun smirking like a bewitched man again, and stretched out his hand to shake in front of his eyes.

"Qin Kun? Qin Kun! Don't just stand there and say nothing... As long as we can go out, my brother will take you to eat dumplings! Hey, are you okay?"

Qin Kun suddenly raised his head and looked at the gray sky.

"Old Feng, how many days have we been here?"

Uh……

Feng Qiang swallowed his saliva: "I remember drawing ten orthographic characters and one more stroke. It's been 53 days."

53 day! ! !

Qin Kun pinched his fingers, and the more he counted, the more happy his face became. After pinching, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"You can go out!"

Oh my God……

Feng Qiang opened his mouth slightly, what's going on, Qin Kun's current expression is not the slightest difference from that of a magic stick!

Feng Qiang saw Qin Kun walking quickly into the town, and trotted to keep up: "Don't be kidding, Qin Kun, are you hungry and stupid? Let me share my meal with you too!"

Qin Kun rubbed his neck and looked relaxed. He turned around with confidence on his face.

"Not stupid."

After a pause, Qin Kun spat out four words: "Today, Chongyang!"

Chapter 0471 Get Out

Chongyang Festival in 1984.

In a col not far from the Luliang Mountains, three people came to worship their ancestors.

According to rural customs, it is divided into spring sacrifices and autumn sacrifices, that is, Qingming Festival and Chongyang Festival. The descendants who did not worship their ancestors on Qingming Festival will put up sacrifices on Chongyang Day to comfort their ancestors and pray for blessings.

"Ancestors, Jiang Family's No. 30 sixth-generation eldest grandson Boxiu pays homage to ancestors."

The person kneeling on the ground is a middle-aged man, in his 36s or 37s, leading a 13-year-old boy and 9-year-old daughter.

There is no grave here, and the three of them are kowtowing and prostrating. The 13-year-old boy has a tiger head and a tiger head.

"Father, you said you brought me and Lan Lan to recognize the graves of our ancestors. Why do you come to such a place where the birds don't shit? There isn't even a grave."

Looking around, there is fog in the mountains and forests of cypress trees, but there is no grave mound.

The middle-aged man was full of Confucianism, calm and calm: "Dezi, in the battle of Bingzhou, the Japanese planes bombed wildly, and the vicinity of Bingzhou was in a mess, and finally fell. Our ancestral graves were also razed to the ground. Contributed to the revolution and went to the south to receive dispatch, he had a rule that the descendants of the Jiang family should not forget their ancestors no matter what, just remember that this is the ancestral grave of our Jiang family.”

The little boy half understood, and the little girl held the middle-aged man's hand in silence.

It seems that war is too far away for them.

On the silent grave, after the worship, the middle-aged man was about to get up and leave: "When you grow up, the task of worshiping the ancestors will be entrusted to you."

He has descendants, and coming to this kind of place is also to pray to the ancestors to bless his son, grow up safely, and become a man who can be made.

The three of them had just got up when suddenly there was a rattling on the tree. In the dense fog, there were rustling sounds one after another, and four people fell down.

"Ouch..."

"Oh my God……"

"Ass..."

Except for Qin Kun who landed safely, the other three were in tears, feeling as if their butts were about to shatter.

The pain returns to the pain, and next, there is a look of astonishment, and a cry of joy: "We are finally out!!!"

……

A few minutes ago, in the ghost town, Feng Qiang woke up Gu Ye and Shopkeeper Wen, who were relying on sleep to sustain their lives. The two were completely stunned when they heard that there was a way out.

Gu Ye's old eyes were cloudy, and he finally understood that he was going out. He was so excited that he couldn't contain himself. As the head of the Xiling family, he had accepted his fate and made plans to die in the ghost town.

In this life, I have done too many things that harmed Yin and virtue. In the current situation, it is pure retribution...

It's just that he didn't expect that he would come out one day!

Under Qin Kun's leadership, they found that the ghost town's ghosts were all in the cypress forest next to the town. The cypress trees were tall and smoked. These people seemed to be performing some evil rituals.

"So it's a descendant of Jiang Xiucai's family!"

"Blessed, Jiang Xiucai!"

"I didn't receive incense for the spring festival, nor did I receive the incense for the autumn festival. It seems that my descendants may be gone... Sigh."

This group of ghost people had joys and sorrows. The scholar ghost was old and dressed in thin clothes. He looked like a shabby old pedant, but the joy on his face was beyond words.

"Jiang Xiucai, congratulations."

Qin Kun came at a tiger's pace, looked at the smoking cypress trees, and cupped his hands towards the scholar ghost.

The scholar ghost was overwhelmed by flattery: "Master Qin...you're laughing at me. I'm a sour old man, and now I'm here, so I can't even be called a scholar."

Qin Kun chuckled and looked at the cypress tree in front of him.

On September [-]th, the day of the solstice, Qin Kun's sky eyes were fully opened, and he saw green smoke rising from the body of the cypress tree, which was the incense pouring in from the sun!

There is no crack in this space, Qin Kun finally understood, finally figured it out.

The task says 'get out of the gate of vain death', if this is the place of vain death, then that door should be this cypress tree!

The method of leaving here must be the same as leaving Green Willow Villa before!

I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of this one when I was looking for cracks in the mirage world? !

"Jiang Xiucai, I reward you!"

If there were no memorial ceremony for Jiang Xiucai's descendants today, I'm afraid Qin Kun would have to spend a lot of effort to find this way out. He took out a wad of paper money, and Jiang Xiucai felt the strong fluctuations on the paper money, which was better than that of his descendants. There are even more.

Jiang Xiucai was terrified: "Master Qin, absolutely not!"

Feng Qiang didn't understand why Qin Kun took this talented ghost so seriously, he said impatiently: "You can take it if I give it to you, Luo Li, do you think it's too little to talk too much?!"

Feng Qiang's eyes widened, and Jiang Xiucai was taken aback: "Don't dare... The little old man just feels ashamed..."

Qin Kun saw the ghosts around him, and smiled slightly: "It is fate to meet you all. You have never harmed anyone, and your humanity has not been lost. I will reward you with this money. Whether you go to the underworld or stay here, remember to be careful." Duty."

Qin Kun took out five stacks of Ming coins and paper money, and sprinkled them in the sky.

"Thank you, Master, for the reward!"

A group of ghosts started looting, and the ghosts who didn't receive offerings from the Autumn Festival were very happy. The money was enough to feed themselves for a long time.

Qin Kun took out another stack of coins and stuffed them in the hands of the guards.

"These days I live in your house and eat your food. Don't think too little of the money to reward you."

The guard was flattered: "Where is the master, if you can entertain the master, the Weijia Villa will be full of splendor!"

Qin Kun smiled slightly, and stuffed it in again: "I've seen so many ghosts, and your flattery is the smoothest, I like it."

The guard looked embarrassed. Seeing Qin Kun smiling, he blushed and laughed too.

The ghost's laughter was piercing and harsh, and it was hard to hear, but Qin Kun showed a relaxed expression: "I will not interfere with your life when you are born with the earth's veins. Remember, Yin and Yang live in harmony."

"I will keep in mind..."

After all the ghosts finished answering, Qin Kun had already walked away.

Qin Kun sank into the cypress tree and disappeared.

Feng Qiang was taken aback, as if his eyes were dazzled. Seeing Qin Kun disappear, he quickly followed, behind him, Master Gu and Shopkeeper Wen never lagged behind.

As if breaking through the barrier between yin and yang, Qin Kun felt his world spinning as soon as he stepped into the cypress tree. When he came to his consciousness, he found that he had stepped into the air and fell downward!

Damn it, it's here again!

Qin Kun instantly changed his figure and landed steadily.

Dong, Dong, Dong sounded three times, and Feng Qiang fell to the ground one after another, howling again and again.

"Guye...are you alright?"

"I'm fine...Old Wen, where are we? I feel like I'm going to die..."

"Guye, there seems to be someone in front! We seem to... come out?!"

The three groaned in pain, and when they saw someone, they ran towards the three living people regardless of the wound on their buttocks.

"Guye, he's a living person!!!"

Shopkeeper Wen felt the warm body temperature of the middle-aged man, weeping with joy.

"This gentleman, please stop, stop sir, get out!!!"

Shopkeeper Wen was kicked somersault, Gu Ye's old eyes were cloudy, he picked up a child and said: "Little friend, look at your tiger head and brain, I will make an exception today, how about accepting you as a disciple?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback, why did he meet so many lunatics?This is the brain smashed stupid, right?

"Dezi, Lan Lan, hurry up, these people are not mentally normal!"

The middle-aged man snatched his son, hugged him and ran away in a hurry.

……

After 53 days of predicament, Qin Kun received a system prompt as soon as he came out.

'Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the second phase of the task, and now you can start the obliterator task. '

'Phase [-]: Go to Bailong Temple in Sangyu City and comprehend the Heavenly Dao Monument'

'Task requirements: Arrive within 3 days, must survive when comprehended'