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

Qin Kun frowned and thought hard.

I feel that my brain has become smarter recently. Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun said that it is because of the upper body of the ghost. Although they have endured six layers of personality and five pains of death, they have also gathered six consciousnesses and six brains.Sometimes unconscious, but to some extent it stimulates the brain to function.

A flash of light flashed in his mind.

Qin Kun was stunned: "You don't mean...Xu Facheng, do you?"

Han Yao admitted with a smile, and added: "There will be no more."

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Today, Han Yao really impressed Qin Kun.These three people are really suitable as opponents to sharpen their Taoism.

Mo Wuji is the most suitable, because they can discuss each other during the sparring. The next one is Nie Yuxuan. Ah, it basically represented the recognition of him by a super-class ghost hunter.And the relationship is good, it won't hurt the peace.

The third person, Xu Facheng, although suitable, is not suitable for hand-to-hand combat.

After all, on the road of life and death, Maoshan and Fuyushan have a special status.

Maoshan is the ancestral court, and after the silence, Fuyu Mountain replaced it. Although it is not as brilliant as Maoshan at the beginning, it has inherited the six volumes of heavenly scriptures, and has a stable yin and yang for thousands of years, and has an outstanding reputation.

But Qin Kun, as a contemporary black dog, fought against Maoshan's true biography, even if it was a competition, if some interested people knew it, they would have ideas.

Is this a sparring?

Or is Fuyushan and Maoshan competing for prestige?

Xu Facheng has always valued the honor of the teacher's school more than anything else, so if he speaks rashly, it is tantamount to challenging Xu Facheng who represents Maoshan.

Qin Kun was silent, Han Yao and Tu Xuanxuan left first, in the office, when Han Yao drank the third cup of tea, Qin Kun came back.

"Tuwa, is it appropriate for me to compete with Xu Facheng?"

"Since he has entered the world, he is naturally suitable."

Joining the WTO comes from experience. Maoshan is famous, but it represents himself.

After this concept was broken, Qin Kun didn't have any worries. After all, he had a good impression of Daoist Xu. He attached great importance to the honor of the teacher's family. If he competed with him, it didn't matter whether he won or lost, but as long as he represented himself, it would be easy.

Qin Kun said, "Do you have any connection with Xu Facheng?"

Han Yao shook his head, then paused and said, "However, Junior Brother Cui has a connection with Daoist Xu."

……

At 1 o'clock in the evening, Xu Facheng yawned and walked out of the office with his bags on his back.

Taoist priests who have entered the world, eat, drink, and scatter, no one cares, no different from wild dogs thrown out of the mountain gate. They have to work, earn money, rent a house, and do all kinds of mundane things.

In the year since he joined the WTO, Xu Facheng has grown from being a clumsy Daoist Xu to becoming more sophisticated, and now he is an editor for a media company.

After learning IT by himself, Xu Facheng finally acquired a skill for making a living besides catching ghosts, and as a talented true biography of Maoshan, his life is not bad.

Back to the rental house, the furnishings in the house are very elegant.

Futons, chess boards, straw mats, the word "Tao" hung on the wall, Tai Chi diagrams and acupoint diagrams hand-painted by myself in the room, and a piece of Chinese characters on the small table, only the word "Joining the WTO" was written, which seemed to be the right way. own vigilance.

At 2 o'clock in the evening, Xu Facheng meditated with his eyes closed. When he heard the phone vibrate, he breathed out a bad breath and answered the phone.

"Hello."

When Daoist Xu, who used to ride a horse in plain clothes, spoke officially, Qin Kun felt that this guy was indeed more down-to-earth than before.

"Daoist Xu."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Qin. It's so late, is there something evil that can't be solved?"

"It's not your turn to worry about that."

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Qin is really sensitive, I don't mean to be poor."

"I know, I'm used to speaking bluntly, so don't be surprised."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two fell silent in a tacit understanding.

Afterwards, after being quiet for an unknown amount of time, Qin Kun spoke first: "Is the seal of ten deaths going well?"

Xu Facheng smiled bitterly: "Beyond the knowledge of the poor. By the way, why has the poor never seen you in the City of Ten Deaths?"

"Maybe it's not enough fate."

"I see."

"I have something to ask you."

"please say."

"About Taiyi Nine Refinements."

Xu Facheng was stunned, and then smiled: "Poverty is in the magic city, why don't you go to Linjiang to visit you in a few days, and treat you as a favor."

Xu Facheng was very enthusiastic and polite, so Qin Kun didn't say anything else.

"Waiting for the driver."

Chapter 0799 Invitation

In mid-April, the spring rains break and the weather warms up.

Linjiang City, the old town, Qianmo Garden District, a Taoist priest walked on the road, attracting attention.

The Taoist priest is graceful and graceful, with slanted eyebrows and temples, with two swords on his back, and playing with a string of copper coins in his hands.

This is the community where Qin Kun lives. The Taoist priest is named Xu Facheng, who is the true bishop of Maoshan.

When he came to the community, Xu Facheng didn't care about other people's eyes, and looked at the surrounding environment.

"Interesting, Feng Shui has charms, but earth veins are not refined."

Holding the copper coins, Xu Facheng scraped the moss from the dado and twisted it in his hands. After smelling it, he dusted off the dirt from his hands.

The yin is abundant, hidden but not visible. The moss faces the sun, but it is emerald green and soft. The yin is so heavy, it seems that there is a tomb in the ground to nourish it.

Is this the home Qin Kun chose?

Daomen attaches great importance to Dongfu. Is Qin Kun settling here to raise ghosts?Xu Facheng didn't quite understand, so he stepped into the apartment building.

On the elevator, on the 18th floor, Xu Facheng knocked on Qin Kun's door.

It was afternoon, Qin Kun had just woke up and finished eating, when he opened the door, he found Xu Facheng coming!

"Daoist Xu? Didn't he agree to pick you up?" Qin Kun was stunned.

Xu Facheng cupped his hands: "I said that I would come to visit, and I will not work for the Qin family. The poor Taoist still has a lot of money, so he will come here after a taxi."

After welcoming Xu Facheng in, Xu Facheng looked at Qin Kun's room.

The layout is old-fashioned, but well-behaved, without deliberately flaunting its identity, nor deliberately distinguishing it from ghost hunters.

Seeing the six pictures of ghosts hanging on the wall, Xu Facheng sighed with a smack of his tongue: "The "Picture of Hell Sutra Changes" is not bad. Although it is not authentic, it does not seem to be an ordinary fake either."

There are six pictures on the wall, depicting the appearance of little ghosts in hell being tortured. In the past, my sister Qin Xue felt intrusive and asked Qin Kun to change them.

There was a big water tank in the house, and there were two red dragon fishes in it. Xu Facheng knocked it, and the lazy fish shook it twice, and it was not afraid of people.

He chuckled: "The head of Qin is a bit elegant."

This is a gift from Monk Shui. Anyway, it was raised by a ghost, and it is quite beautiful. Qin Kun said, "It's not bad."

Sitting on the sofa, Xu Facheng lamented that Qin Kun had a good life, and said, "Master Qin, is it clear that there is a tomb in your community? Why did you choose to live here?"

I don't know why, there is a tomb of Gege in the Qing Dynasty underground, and the tomb of the sixteenth elder brother. This used to be a group of tombs for nobles in the Qing Dynasty.

"There was no money back then, and it was cheap here."

Qin Kun said truthfully.

Xu Facheng was helpless.

In the kitchen, a woman appeared with draped hair and came over with tea.

Xu Facheng didn't know that Qin Kun had a family, so he hurriedly got up to take the tea.

"Ok?"

The way the woman passed the tea was very strange. Xu Facheng suddenly raised his head and saw that the woman's pupils were so big that they were as black as jewels, and they couldn't even reflect his own appearance.

"The master of the rivers and lakes, reckless and not showing his head? Hehe, a cut blood mourner also wants to interrogate the poor?"

Xu Facheng flicked his sleeve, and a red thread sprang out from the sleeve. The red thread was strung with copper coins, and quickly entangled with the woman. The woman was smoking, but the next moment, the woman turned her wrist, and a butterfly knife appeared, cutting the red thread easily. , Copper coins scattered all over the place.

"Oh? What is blood cutting funeral?"

The woman asked casually, her fingernails rubbed against the blade, making a creaking sound, which surprised Xu Facheng.

"The breath is neither yin nor yang, human nature is all there, and there is even blood breathing. Are you not cutting blood? Or is it that your blood cutting technique has been practiced to a great extent?"

"baffling."

Qin Kun sat next to him drinking tea, he couldn't understand what Xu Facheng said, and couldn't intervene. Seeing that Xu Facheng, who had just been tense with swords, settled down, he knew that Du Qinghan had dispelled Xu Facheng's vigilance.

"Maoshan Xu Facheng, dare to ask the girl's name."

"Du Qinghan from Luliang."

"Mubangtu, Luliang Du! The one who moved the mountain, so that's how it is."

Du Qinghan probably thought this Taoist priest was meaningless, so he left a sentence of 'use the tea slowly' and went back to the house.

Du Qinghan left, and there were only two people left in the living room. Xu Facheng squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "Master Qin, why did you get involved with this kind of person?"

The use of this word is very subtle, and Qin Kun suddenly felt that this Taoist priest was not very serious. How could the true biography of the ancestral court of life and death be so dirty?

"I'm old, can't I?" Qin Kun pouted, not afraid of misunderstanding.

Xu Facheng had no choice but to say, "That's not what it means." He dipped in the tea and wrote a few words on the table.

"The soil next to the wood, Muyuan was originally connected with 'tomb', and the soil next to the tomb is the tomb. This is a group of Taoist priests who dig up graves and refine corpses. They call themselves 'Mountain Taoist'. They also do some tomb robbery to support themselves."

"When Yuanmeng invaded the Central Plains, this group of people were Chinese righteous men who fought against the Tartars and took the lead in the battle, but many were killed in the early Ming Dynasty. Most of the authentic sects who moved mountains were hidden in the world, and those who remained were all outsiders. Their common names were Du .This is a group of weird Taoist priests, people on the edge of my life and death, be careful."

Qin Kun was taken aback, what else is there to say?

He has long understood Du Qinghan's mystery, and feels like he is immortal. Qin Kun doesn't want to delve into the secret of Du Qinghan's longevity, because sometimes life is easier when he is confused.

Seeing that Qin Kun didn't care about Du Qinghan's identity, Xu Facheng didn't interrupt much. Although the status of Mount Fuyu is not as respected as that of Maoshan, it has always been regarded as a sect of the same level. Since thousands of years ago, the head of Fuyu Mountain has been recorded by the black dog , this kind of person is destined to grow into a behemoth, and he has no way to interfere with his life.

Xu Facheng's visit this time was at the invitation of Qin Kun for a discussion. The two chatted for a while, and Xu Facheng cut straight to the point and asked Qin Kun to take him to the funeral parlor in Linjiang City.

Qin Kun drove a big car and arrived at the funeral home in Linjiang City at six o'clock in the afternoon.

In the office, Han Yao was playing games, but Qin Kun was taken aback.

"Tu Wa, there are so many people outside, do you still have time to play games?"

On the computer screen, it was a gunfight game, which was very realistic. Han Yao took the gun and killed the last person. Eight words popped up on the screen, good luck, chicken tonight.

"Brother Kun, although there are many people, I've dealt with everything, so take the time to play."

Han Yao stood up and saw a Taoist priest following Qin Kun, and immediately said with a straight face: "Five grains and six animals are sacrificed to the underworld, and nine corpses welcome guests and worship real immortals. Fuyu Mountain, Han Yao."

Xu Facheng also said according to the etiquette: "Xuanqi Maoshan has a strong atmosphere, the three holy officials sit in the hall, flying thunder and sword rain to destroy evil spirits, and the universe with both sleeves balances yin and yang. Maoshan, Xu Facheng."

The two knew each other, but they were not familiar with each other. They adhered to the etiquette of life and death to show respect.

Han Yao didn't expect Xu Facheng to come.

"Xu Daochang, today is an appointment with brother Kun, and we will have a discussion, right?"

Xu Facheng smiled: "In the evening, I will fight against Master Qin, but there is another chance to compete."

Neither Qin Kun nor Han Yao understood what Xu Facheng meant.

Xu Facheng said: "There is a grand meeting in my teacher's school recently, and I strongly invite my comrades in life and death to participate. Part of the reason for coming to Jiang this time is actually to send invitations."

"Feast?"

Xu Facheng took three invitation cards, one for the Zhong, Ji, and Pan Bei factions.

There are four big characters 'Maoshan Danhui' written on the invitation.

Chapter 0800 Ghost Fighting Ghost

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