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

The artistic man shook the water on his body, and then looked at the store.

The kerosene lamp smelled of dust in the air. The young man in front of him was in his early 20s, but he gave off a gloomy feeling, and the surroundings were very cold. There was no wind here. .

"You won't run into a ghost shop, will you?" The art man was shocked and leaned slightly towards the door.

To be honest, this time he came out to collect the wind, just to find the material of the supernatural species to complete his transformation.

The old house in the deserted village opposite the stone bridge, but the famous ghost village near Baihu Town, originally wanted to stay there for one night, but it rained unexpectedly.

But after he met Qin Kun, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

This street is dim and dark, and only one shop in Qin Kun is lit, as if it is waiting for him, which is too coincidental!

The art man came out to find materials for supernatural beings, but it didn't mean he wanted to hit ghosts.

The art man's heart was pounding, and he felt that the store was too quiet. He wanted to break the strange atmosphere and said cautiously, "I said, boss, it's so late, is the business still going?"

Qin Kun raised his head, the firelight almost covered his eye sockets in the shadows, like two black eye sockets without eyeballs.

"Is it still time to do business?" Qin Kun wondered in his heart, pulling in customers at night could be considered business.

However, when the words fell into the ears of the art man, it immediately changed.

The art man felt his calf trembling: This boss, he doesn't seem to be a normal person... Doing business at night?This street is deserted. Who is the sound at night for?To the ghost?

Looking around, the wine jar full of dust and the wooden buildings made the atmosphere even more depressing.

The art man saw that there was not even a teacup on the table. How could this be a shop doing business with people!

The art man saw that it was raining heavily outside, so he ran out at this time, and there would be no cars, so he had to bite the bullet and chat with Qin Kun.

"That's right, business doesn't matter sooner or later. Hehe, you... hello, I... my name is Yuan Xinghan, and I'm a famous painter."

"Well, Qin Kun."

Qin Kun reluctantly chatted with the art man, stared at the phone, and gritted his teeth: These people are too crooked, why did they just say that they were cheating, and now they are crooked to the point of chrysanthemums.

(Floor 78) I love Nie Xiaoqian: It is said that recently there is a chrysanthemum madman among the donkey friends, who only picks male team members to attack. The host is not his trumpet, right?

(Floor 79) Exorcism Dragon Clan Ma: I think it looks like it!It turned out that his purpose was not to deceive the gun, but to deceive the chrysanthemum!

(80th floor) Mengmeng's red clothes: You guys are so disgusting.But is the danger for girls lessened in this case?Looking at the route the owner said, I really want to go.

Qin Kun resisted and didn't squeeze the phone.

Calm down, Qin Kun, this is the style of chatting among netizens now, but you are known for being shameless.

The art man saw Qin Kun's gloomy expression, and he was a little scared. He also took out his mobile phone to pretend to pass the time. He was ready, and the situation was not right, so he left at any time.

The shop was damp and dusty, and it must have been a long time since no one came.

And the location is so remote, there is no electricity, it is obviously not a serious shop.

The art man looked at Qin Kun again. He was a little different from others since he was a child. He could see some things that others could not see. Qin Kun had a strange and fuzzy blue air on his body. The phantom is shaking.

Artistic man knows that he is [-]% hit a ghost today!

"Three sun lanterns in the body, and the spirit on both shoulders. I can't be weak, he has no chance! Hurry up and call someone to rescue me." The artistic man held back his swaying calf and thought hard.

The art man sent a text message to his friend, and he felt a little more relaxed. At this time, as long as he stabilized the ghost, there should be no problem.

"Boss Qin, is this a hotel? An open-room hotel on the old street of Baihu Town is quite unique."

Qin Kun raised his head, glanced at the artistic man with indifferent eyes, and responded, "Well, it used to be."

before?

Seeing that Qin Kun didn't respond, the art man laughed dryly and continued to find a topic: "I heard that there is a brewmaster 'Guozi Zhang' in Baihu Old Street. He is quite famous. He also opened a pub nearby."

Fruit Zhang?The previous owner of this shop was surnamed Zhang.

Qin Kun thought for a while that there were no pubs in the nearby streets, and said without raising his head, "This is the one, he died."

The artist's scalp was numb, and the hair on his body exploded.

What are you trying to do!You have to scare me a little bit directly, you make me feel bad, okay? ! !Why don't you turn into a ghost and scare me into a daze!

Under extreme fear, normal people will make some unreasonable actions. The artistic man suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Who are you?!!! What do you want to do!!! Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of ghosts!"

The art man took a jar of wine and poured it down. The wine was sweet. It was obviously made from the fruits in the mountains, but the stamina and degree were not small.

As the saying goes: wine is strong and cowardly.

After three or two drinks, the art man wiped his lips and said loudly, "I, Yuan Xinghan, have seen ghosts since I was seven years old. This is the evil spirit charm that my grandfather asked me for, don't mistake yourself!"

Qin Kun found that the artist's imagination was so strong that he seemed to regard himself as a ghost.

Qin Kun looked helpless.

"Your evil talisman is fake." Qin Kun glanced at it and commented, this thing has no spiritual power at all, it is obviously a lie.After speaking, he spread his hands again: "Besides, are you stupid in the rain, do ghosts have shadows?"

"This..." The artist found that Qin Kun did have a shadow and was breathing.

Qin Kun reluctantly lifted the cloth on the plaque: "Look clearly, Guo Zi Zhang is dead, and I ordered this shop to open a travel agency."

The art man saw the big characters 'Evil Ghost Travel Agency' written on the plaque, and his emotions that had just lost his temper were suddenly appeased, and his tense nerves immediately relaxed.

It turns out... I was wrong to blame him.

Although the artistic man was a little curious about what kind of travel agency 'Ghost Travel Agency' was, he still suppressed the thought of asking questions and immediately apologized to Qin Kun.

"I... I think I've met a ghost, boss, don't take it to heart." The art man was a little embarrassed. He even drank a jar of wine, and he didn't know where to put the wine in his hand.

Qin Kun waved his hand and said nothing.

But the next moment, the art man suddenly shivered, and then tears and snot came out.

Behind Qin Kun, a paper-wrapped beef floated over. Laughing Ghost just returned from buying beef from another store at the moment. He didn't expect to be affected by the rain, and he didn't realize that there was someone in the store.

Qin Kun also discovered this, and when he saw the smiling ghost put the beef on the table, stuck out his tongue and stepped back, Qin Kun coughed dryly and tried his best to put on a harmless expression: "That... Brother Yuan, Don't be nervous, how should I tell you about this, um... why don't you just pretend you didn't see anything?"

The art man hissed uncontrollably: "And said you're not a ghost!!!"

After shouting hysterically, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Qin Kun sighed, and covered his forehead with his palms. Damn... The business hasn't even opened yet, so let's stun a passerby first, how bad I am...

While wondering whether to call an ambulance, a jeep pulled up.

"Hello boss, is my friend Yuan Xinghan here?" a gentle man asked politely.

"Oh, yes. But he drank after the rain. He may be out of breath. Take him with you and take me to the city by the way. Thank you."

The gentle man nodded blankly: "Oh, okay."

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Chapter 0091 A Family of Three

The next day.

When Qin Kun was at work during the day, Director Wang came to his office.

"Xiao Qin, listen to your brother Wang, you want to open a travel agency?" Director Wang blinked.

Qin Kun was a little puzzled. I don't remember telling Brother Wang to open, so you know?Sure enough, the leader of the unit is the birthplace of gossip!

Qin Kun nodded and went out to work and earn some extra income. This old leader is supportive, and Qin Kun is also doing his due diligence in his own work, so he has nothing to hide: "Well, it is like this."

"Good thing! If our unit has subsidies at the end of the year, we can take care of your business!" Director Wang said excitedly.

"What a shit. Horror travel agency! Go out and take young people to hell." Qin Kun said angrily.

Director Wang was stunned for a moment, and immediately lost interest: "Oh, that's fine."

Curator Wang rolled his eyes and immediately thought of a way to expand his business: "Can we add our unit to the tourist route? There are ghosts here too! When you pick up a group, you can give me 2000 cash back, and the money counts as the unit. In the welfare, how about the dividends at the end of the year?! And if you can allow tourists to book ice coffins and funeral services now, they will give you a 15% commission on the service fee?"

"No! There is no door! Are you losing money?" Qin Kun immediately refused. Since this old man expanded the ice coffin hall and made the business of his unit improve, he thought he was a genius in the business world. Would you dare to accept the Nima tour group?You are a funeral home, okay?

"Oh..." Director Wang left angrily, with a kind of despair and desolation that the grand plan had not yet unfolded.

After work, Chu Qianxun has been accompanying her best friend for the past few days, and Qin Kun came to Baihu Town alone at night.

The same desolate street, Qin Kun's gate was open, there was almost no one on the street, Qin Kun sat on the stone bridge and lit a cigarette.

The bank of the river after the rain is fragrant and slightly damp. Qin Kun sat on the edge of the bridge, boringly browsing the system in his mind.

Name, Qin Kun

Sex: Male

level, level 24

Skills: Celestial Eye, Delusion Breaking Eye (passive), Great Flame Wrapping Hand.

Special Skills: Ghosts are on the body (a ghost), Flying Soul Legs (awakening after being on the scene), Six-character Great Ming Mantra 'Moo' (awakening after being on the scene)

Qin Kun now has 950 merits on his body, which he has accumulated over the past few weeks. The weekly merit tasks and ordinary tasks, plus the small income of PK station, can barely maintain the training of the ghosts and his own. Merit comes in.

The ghost is in Chapter 2, and the second ghost in Qin Kun has never been successful.

Two ghosts are on the body, as the name implies, on the basis of the previous ghost, the ghosts are on the body again, and the two ghosts are on the body, which is a great test for the host's spiritual power.

Moreover, after the ghost came, Qin Kun could use the skills of the ghost.

So Qin Kun's second ghost chose the skinning ghost.

【Ghost difference】:

Skinner

Introduction: Longhuai Ghost City was conquered. He was a soldier during his lifetime and died of skinning and grass

Level: 26

Identity: ghost

Skill: Human Skin Substitute

Comprehensive evaluation: (Once a Specter, his cultivation has declined, and he has been rebuilt again. His human skin was repaired into a ghost weapon during his lifetime, which should not be underestimated)

The reason why he chose the skinning ghost is because Qin Kun was attracted to the skinning ghost's human skin substitute. This skill can block a fatal attack, and it is not too powerful.Moreover, the skinned ghost is mentally tough, with some cunning personality, and has a certain resistance to other ghost arts.

It's just that Er Guilin has never been successful, which has hit Qin Kun deeply.

'Jingle Bell'

The phone rang, making the surroundings quieter.

In the dark old street, there is only one shop on the riverside street with lights on, and the ringtone of the mobile phone is very empty.

"Hello, Xu Yang?" Qin Kun wondered why this third young master Xu would call him.

Xu Sanshao has a lot of money in his family. He has always been in a luxury car, visiting clubs, going to nightclubs, and showing off his 'prey' in the circle of friends.After Xingyu Real Estate caught ghosts last time, I heard that I went to Hainan to attend a feast, and I haven't seen him for a long time.

"Qin Kun! Haha, I knew you were still alive, what are you doing?" Xu Yang drank some wine and spoke recklessly.

"I'm qnmlgb!" Qin Kun has been angry these days. As soon as he called, he said that I was still alive. Isn't this looking for trouble?

"Fuck it!" Qin Kun said impatiently.

Not to mention, Qin Kun's attitude towards Xu Yang has always been unfriendly, but Xu Yang just eats this.

"I found out about Hassanto!" Xu Yangshen said mysteriously, "Ma Kai recruited everything, he saw a post on a forum called 'Bone Hometown', and only then did he find a mainland broker. , to get the contact information in Southeast Asia."

Bone's hometown? !

Isn't this... the forum you're on?

Qin Kun suddenly felt that he had caught something.

On the other end of the phone, Xu Yang continued: "Don't tell me, if I hadn't met you a little, I wouldn't believe what Ma Kai said was true, by the way, where are you? I'll bring a few sisters over to find you! "

Qin Kun reported his position. He was also very curious about things in Baigu's hometown, so he said, "Let's meet and talk later."

The phone hangs up.

Qin Kun opened the forum with his mobile phone, and the posts in it were still so unscrupulous. Qin Kun's heart moved. It turns out that this forum is not all people who like to brag.

You can actually get the contact information of the Southeast Asian head descendants in a forum. What the hell are those head descendants trying to do?Do you want to do business with the mainland?But it doesn't seem to be clean.

'cluck' 'cluck cluck'

A gust of wind blew, the leaves rustled, Qin Kun sat on the edge of the bridge, and suddenly heard a child's laughter, the sound came from his throat, as if a child saw a fun toy, with a hint of excitement.