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

The neat braids were tied behind her head, and the girl's eyes were lively and lively.This girl belongs to the Yanjing archaeological team, and she stayed in the Central Plains for seven months. This time I heard that a ship tomb was discovered near Tuen Mun, Hong Kong. This is a major discovery, and they are going to explore it.

Qin Kun smoked a cigarette, moved a little further away from the girl, and said with a slight smile, "Well, I'm going to Linjiang City. After the ship docks at the pier tomorrow, I have to go by land."

The girl felt a little regretful, and then hid her emotions again, and said with a smile: "Then I wish Brother Qin all the best, and thank you for saving me."

When Qin Kun got into the ship, it happened that the girl was unconscious and the ship's doctor was helpless. Qin Kun also heard the broadcast and stopped by to take a look.

At that time, the girl's complexion was pitch black, her qi and blood were drained, and her soul was filthy. At first glance, she was haunted by yin and sorrow.

After knowing that she was a member of the archaeological team, Qin Kun was even more sure of this.Unable to bear the conscience, he came to the rescue.

It was a little ghost from the burial area, and the girl accidentally disturbed its corpse, holding a grudge, so Qin Kun didn't hesitate to grab it and threw it into the river.

After chatting with the girl for a few words, the girl left, and an old man walked over from the other side.

"Brother Qin."

"Professor Huo."

Professor Huo stood three meters away from Qin Kun. Qin Kun didn't react much and extinguished the cigarette.

At noon, when the clouds were overcast, Professor Huo brought a cloth bag and put it at Qin Kun's feet: "You are leaving, there is nothing for you, I hope you will accept these things."

Qin Kun opened the cloth bag and looked, the corners of his mouth twitched: "..."

A bag of ghost coins, candles, and yellow paper. These ghost coins have weak spiritual power and are not worth mentioning at all.

Professor Huo is in his 50s, rubbing his hands in embarrassment: "I have been doing archaeological work for 34 years with my teacher, and I have seen some weird things, and I know some people, more or less 'rule'."

Professor Huo adjusted his glasses: "You saved Xiaoyu this time. It stands to reason that our archaeological team should thank you. But I can see that you have a special status. This little money honors you. I hope you don't feel shabby."

When Qin Kun heard the word 'filial piety', he felt extremely melancholy.

You only use 'filial piety' to ghosts and gods, have I gotten to this level now...

Qin Kun appreciated Professor Huo's kindness, and when he saw that he was leaving, Qin Kun stopped him.

"and many more."

"Brother Qin, is there anything else you want to tell me? The old man can ask someone to tell your family and descendants to burn some paper money for you during the festivals..."

Does this guy really think of me as a lonely ghost?

"...Professor Huo, there is something wrong with your thinking. Didn't the organization send someone to correct you?"

"Hehe, little brother Qin, I see a lot of weird and weird things. Everyone will have problems. My teacher has been lying in a mental hospital for 10 years. I guess I'm about to die too."

Well, Qin Kun can't continue talking.

But listening to the old professor's tone, he was quite open-minded, so Qin Kun walked over, took out a pen and notebook from his chest, and wrote down an address.

"I heard from Xiaoyu that you cooperated with experts from Great Britain to excavate this time?"

"Well, it belongs to the British colony. They dug for three years, but they couldn't restore the structure of the ship tomb. Some places couldn't be explored, so they invited us to dig together."

"This is the address and phone number of a friend of mine. He has gone to Hong Kong. If you need anything, just call him."

What Qin Kun gave was, of course, the phone number from Gangya.The last time I went to Hong Kong with Dao Scarhao, Dao Scarhao died unexpectedly. Qin Kun saved Gangya Lao's life.

Qin Kun won't need this kind of favor. I don't know when I will go to Hong Kong next time. Why don't I ask Gangya to take care of these scholars.

Professor Huo was surprised, and asked mysteriously, "Is this... your ghost brother?"

This is your ghost brother! ! !

Nima, what exactly has Professor Huo seen in so many years of archaeology, and how has his outlook on life been distorted to such an extent? !

"This man is a bigwig in Hong Kong."

After Qin Kun finished speaking, seeing Professor Huo frowning, he was about to throw away the note, and continued to speak: "A righteous person practices evil methods, and evil methods are also righteous. Evil people practice righteous methods, and righteous methods are also evil. Humans and ghosts are the same. Are you Readers should have their own judgment."

Professor Huo was taken aback, and gave Qin Kun a complicated look. After thinking about it, he folded the note and put it in his pocket.

"I understand."

Chapter 0484

Linjiang City, late autumn.

The river surrounds the city, and it's a little damp and cold.Now is the season when the flowers and trees are withering, and the city is a bit desolate.

In this small third-tier city in the south, the light industry has just emerged, so it cannot be said to be prosperous, but the fighting spirit ignited on the faces of the citizens can predict the prosperity decades later.

Walking in the old city, the workers in the newly built textile factory come in and out, and their endless enthusiasm becomes a unique portrayal of the setting sun.

At 7:[-] p.m., Qin Kun came to an old house.

The old house has a long history, and the architectural style is mixed with the past and inherits the present. The peach charm at the door reads "the inner dragon comes out of the fire" and the second reads "Wuxin becomes a minion".

The four characters on the plaque are 'Kuishan Old House'.

Dou Zong, the old mansion in Kuishan, it's time to eat now.

In the courtyard, a group of orphans surrounded a middle-aged man, holding the lunch box in his hand high.

"Master, Master, I want extra food!"

"Master, can I have another bowl?"

"Uncle, I'm still a little hungry, what should I do..."

The middle-aged man was wearing a vest and sweatpants, with patches on his clothes, and a pair of rubber shoes with holes in his feet.

Several old pagoda trees in this yard are old for a long time. A middle-aged man is sitting under the old pagoda trees, next to a tape recorder, playing Teresa Teng's "The Moon Represents My Heart".

"Eat and eat and you will know how to eat! Our food reserves in Kuishan have been wiped out by you!"

The middle-aged man glared, and still took a few chopsticks of rice and dried tofu from his lunch box and distributed them to the group of little kids. These kids happily held their bowls: "Master (Uncle Shi) is the best!"

The middle-aged man's name was Jing Sansheng. Seeing that there was not much rice in the bowl, he tightened his belt and began to hum a song to supplement his spiritual food.

'A gentle kiss'

'already touched my heart'

'A deep love'

'Tell me to miss until now'

'You ask me how much I love you'

'how much i love you'

'Think about it'

'You take a look'

'the moon represents my heart--'

After two chopsticks of rice were picked up in one bite, Jing Sansheng sang intoxicated, shaking his head, like an older young man with a severe fever.

Suddenly, Jing Sansheng's eyes turned sharp, and he suddenly shouted: "Where is the thing that doesn't have long eyes, dare to disturb your grandpa Jing's elegance!!!"

With one leg straight, he kicked backwards like a copper pillar.

bang bang bang-

The opponent's skill is very strong, Jing Sansheng used the "kicking tiger" style in one move, and continued three moves, the opponent actually blocked it!

"Humph!"

"Pure Yang!"

"Shake the mountain!"

"Ghost in the wind!"

"Awesome!"

"Chasing the soul!"

"There is divine power!"

"Three thousand tigers subdue three thousand ghosts, thousands of winds kill thousands of sorrows!"

"Kuihu Daoshu, Fighting Nine Yins!"

I go……

Qin Kun has seen Ge Zhan's 'six-style dragon technique', but he has never seen this style of Kuihu Taoism!

Kicking the tiger with a golden hook upside down, followed by three thousand shadows of the tiger, as if illusory, a hundred meters of dark wind came cutting the face, followed by Jing Sansheng's offensive of subduing ghosts for thousands of miles!

run!

Qin Kun felt cold all over, grabbed Eunuch Chang's collar, and quickly backed away!

boom--

Peng——

The wind blew on the locust tree beside Qin Kun, the leaves fell like rain, and the abundant yang energy brushed across the face, making people's eardrums hurt from the shock, and Eunuch Chang was already paralyzed with fright!

Jing Sansheng came striding forward with a lunch box in his hand, Hu Xiao roared from his chest: "Reveal!!!"

Dou Zong has no yin and yang eyes, and his ability to find ghosts is extremely poor. They rely entirely on the qi technique to catch clues. My child, I thought Jing Sansheng was going crazy again.

The wind dissipated, the fallen leaves stopped, and a phantom gradually emerged from under the locust tree. Qin Kun was still in shock and said, "Jing Sansheng, do you want to kill me?"

A figure appeared, and Jing Sansheng opened his eyes in astonishment.

"Qin Kun?! You...how did you become such a ghost?"

It is impossible for Jing Sansheng not to be surprised. He saw that Qin Kunyang was gone, and his whole body was haunted, looking like a ghost.

How did you do it?

Not only is the yang body gone, but beside Qin Kun, there is also a yin and yang grotesque follower. Jing Sansheng doesn't understand what he has gone through since he hasn't seen him for several years.

"Jing Huo, why are you so poor every time I see you?"

Jing Sansheng was so full of questions that he didn't have time to ask, and was preempted by Qin Kun. After Qin Kun finished speaking, Jing Sansheng blushed and glared: "Why do you care so much!!!"

"I don't care about you, okay, okay, I don't ask, find me a house that gathers shade, and I will live with you these few days."

"Do I allow you to live?"

Qin Kun narrowed his eyes: "Where is my Xiali? If you don't let me stay, I will drive away."

Jing San was stunned for a moment, and forced out a smiling face: "Just kidding, of course you are welcome to stay, but my group of disciples are still young, you should restrain your ghostly spirit and stay away from them."

……

Kuishan old house, the innermost room.

Qin Kun took a sip of the tea in his hand, the tea vaporized, and disappeared somewhere. There was osmanthus cake on the table. Eunuch Chang opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath, and the plate of osmanthus cake turned into a plate of incense ashes.

"Boy, what's your relationship with that Daoist just now?"

As an eunuch, Eunuch Chang is good at observing words and expressions. He just saw Jing Sansheng's appearance and concluded that he is a poor man, but he found out that Jing Sansheng went out to buy pastries to greet Qin Kun. There is a way.

If the relationship is not particularly good, then the fierce tiger Taoist does not need to show Qin Kun's face at all. Since ancient times, people and ghosts have different ways, and it is normal for the Taoist priest to kill them.

Qin Kun opened another package of pastries and stuffed one in his mouth.

When I was a child, my family was poor, and I ate osmanthus cakes very rarely. This is a snack for children from rich families.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Jing Sansheng put his disciples to bed and came to Qin Kun's room.

Jing Sansheng was a little older than the last time I saw him. Qin Kun was very surprised, how could this future head of Dou Zong be so miserable.

"Jinghu, I haven't seen you in the past few years, how are you doing?"

"So-so."

Jing Sansheng was soaking his feet, and the room was full of smelly feet. Eunuch Chang pinched his nose and hid aside with raised eyebrows, while Qin Kun took it for granted.

"Didn't Uncle Ge arrange a job for you at the General Bureau of Spiritual Investigation? Why are you living so miserablely?"

Jing Sansheng shrugged his head and curled his lips: "It's arranged, I'm resigning."

resigned?

"Why? Still can't accept the rivers and lakes and temples getting too close?"

"No! The reason is very simple, less income, more things, far away from home." Jing Sansheng rubbed his nose, "The Kuishan old house has taken in another group of orphans, who have no parents, no mothers, and no one to teach them. When the children are young and they are laying the foundation, I have to come back and watch."