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

"Do you want to see him..."

The old ghost leaned against the wall, staring at the dark light bulb in a daze.

There were footsteps upstairs, and the family came out, as if they were going to eat supper. The child was hugged by the parents, and when they passed the corner on the third floor, they suddenly said, "Mom, it's so cold..."

The child shivered and looked around anxiously.

"It's raining today, why don't you dress the child more?" the child's father asked.

The child's mother was suspicious: "The clothes should be enough..."

When the child's mother was considering whether to go upstairs to add some clothes, a young man suddenly came up from the second floor.

The young man walked past them with a cup of milk tea, and the child's trembling body suddenly calmed down.

"Mom, it's not cold anymore..."

what?

The mother patted the child's butt angrily: "Naughty!"

The family continued to go downstairs, the child huddled on the mother's shoulder, and looked at the young uncle, who raised the milk tea and showed a smile.

After finishing the milk tea, Qin Kun walked to the corner of the third floor, leaned against the railing, and chewed the remaining pearls in the cup.

"Looking at your appearance, it's not harmful. What are you doing after you?"

Next to him, the old man who had been standing blankly suddenly froze, blinking his eyes at Qin Kun.

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Qin Kun's eyes. Qin Kun chewed the pearl and turned his eyes.

Geek!

The old man hadn't experienced the feeling of a heart twitch for a long time.

This person... can see himself? !

"What about you?"

"You you you you you you..."

"Qin Kun, ghost hunter, nice to meet you."

Ghostbuster!

The old man was in a disturbed mood and ran away. Qin Kun had no choice but to hold his shoulders.

With a bang, the old man felt that his shoulder was dislocated, and that hand was as heavy as a mountain, making it difficult for him to escape.

"You are a Taoist priest!!!"

"First time meeting a Taoist priest?"

"I didn't hurt anyone!!!"

"Don't get excited yet."

"I didn't come here to harm anyone, let me go!"

Peng——

Qin Kun held one hand empty, a ball of air exploded in the palm of his hand, and the heat wave hit him. The old man felt that the other party seemed to be holding a ball of fire, which was very hot.

Quiet.

Qin Kun saw that the old man was shocked, so he said: "Okay, don't get excited, tell the purpose, I will give you 30 seconds."

"You..." The old ghost looked at Qin Kun's eyes as deep as a cold pool, and smiled bitterly, "I am the founder of Zhao's Lo-Mei, my son passed away a few months ago, and my daughter-in-law was taken abroad by my grandson. The store was sold to this owner, and I wanted to tell them the secret recipe of Zhao’s Braised Meat..."

Ok?

Qin Kun was puzzled, what a strange obsession.

The old ghost sighed: "Since they still carry the brand of Zhao's Braised Meat, I feel obliged to teach them. This is my life's painstaking effort. I have raised my children with this skill, and they will die when they are old. But since someone Inheritance, I have to help."

The old ghost finished speaking.

Although Qin Kun didn't understand his feelings, he also understood: "Very good, I'll give you half an hour to talk with them, and I'll save you after that."

The old ghost was stunned: "I'm afraid the Taoist priest is joking...my sinister appearance..."

The old ghost was interrupted halfway through, Qin Kun hit him on the chest with the back of his hand, and the old ghost took two steps back after being hit hard. When he realized it was completely dark, he found himself standing there in a suit and leather shoes, with a dull expression on his face.

A bronze mirror appeared in Qin Kun's palm, and the old man looked at it, and found that he was not dead, and he was in good spirits.

"Master, this is..."

"Help you hide your death, so as not to scare people."

"But I've never worn a suit..." The old ghost was a little embarrassed.

"Fantasy flowers and moons in water are all illusory, don't worry about the details, if you are ready, I will pull people."

Qin Kun showed three fingers, reduced to two, and then reduced to one.

"It's not because there are flowers in the mirror, the moon is broken in the water, and there are [-] million thoughts floating in the air, why not just have a dream right now!"

Floating Formation!

In the dark surroundings, water ripples appeared, and the surroundings were like fog and illusions, and then Qibao Old Street appeared. Qin Kun and the old ghost stood still, the scene moved and changed, and they arrived at the entrance of the stewed meat shop.

The blurry scene became clearer and clearer, slowly freezing in the shaking.

Qin Kun grabbed it with his hand, and a middle-aged man was caught in.

Plop, the man sat down on the ground, looking around in astonishment: "I've run into a ghost?! Didn't you just watch TV?"

Behind him, an old man in a suit and leather shoes helped him up. The middle-aged man said blankly, "You...you are the old man from before? Why did I come back here!"

Qin Kun disappeared, and the old ghost looked at the clock in the store. Qin Kun said that he only had 30 minutes. Thinking of this, the old ghost went straight to the point: "I don't have much time. Since you have inherited Zhao's signature , there is something I need to let you know."

"I don't want to know!" The middle-aged man yelled.

"..."

The old ghost was furious: "I'll leave after half an hour. If you don't listen, I'll pester you every day!"

The middle-aged man was startled: "Who are you?"

"ghost!"

The middle-aged man convulsed and nearly fainted, and was dragged into the shop by the old man. He found that the old man was so strong that he couldn't break free no matter what.

Howling, struggling, walking around the deserted streets, no one could save him.

The middle-aged man had a look of grief and indignation. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have given the old ghost a pig's trotter!

I regretted it, but I found that the old ghost had no malicious intentions or intentions, but pulled him to talk about the cooking of the marinade and the proportion of spices. After listening for a while, the fear faded a little, and the spirit was appeased. From the initial fear to curiosity , and then listened carefully like an apprentice.

"Do you still need to save the old soup?"

"Yes, there are only so many tourists in Qibao Old Street. There is no old soup, so I can barely fool tourists. If there is enough old soup, some shops in the city will come to buy it. You can earn at least this amount every day!" The old ghost compared stubbornly five.

The middle-aged man was taken aback. Could it be that this old ghost dreamed of showing him a way to make money?

Open... just kidding!How absurd!

The old ghost is not the kind who can speak well, but when it comes to professional skills, his logic is meticulous and his language is clear, and he asks while talking: "Why did you buy Zhao's shop?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be familiar with the old ghost, and he said bluntly: "My son lives in Shanghai, and we want to get closer."

"You don't need to shop, do you?"

The middle-aged man smiled wryly: "At first I just wanted to buy a house, but the landlady said that her husband had a will before his death, and the house had to be sold, so he could only sell it together with the store. It can be half price, but the person who takes over must continue to run the Zhao family. Lo mei. My mother-in-law and I used to make fried oil cakes, so we thought we could do some more work, and after summing up the price, we thought the price was quite fair, so we took over.”

The old ghost nodded in relief.

Half an hour later, the old street became hazy again and dispersed like fog.

The middle-aged man woke up suddenly and found himself falling asleep on the sofa.

"Fucking child!"

The water for washing feet was cold, and the proprietress was watching a TV series in the room, and came out after hearing the words: "What's wrong?"

"How long have I slept?"

"Are you asleep?" The proprietress looked at the time of watching the TV series: "You fell asleep for almost an episode. Did you catch a cold?"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath: "I had a dream..."

……

……

Downstairs, the old ghost walked side by side with Qin Kun.

There are no words.

Walking all the way to Qibao Old Street, on the bridge not far from the shop, the old ghost squinted his eyes, stopped for a while, and finally smiled wistfully.

"Thank you Daoist for fulfilling my wish!"

"Small things."

There was an extra jar in Qin Kun's hand: "Since the obsession is gone, remember to have a good pregnancy."

The old ghost bowed his body: "May the Taoist Lord have a long life and good luck."

"Lend your auspicious words."

With the ashes urn under the hood, the old ghost never disappeared again.

Chapter 1131

At 10 o'clock in the evening, it was foggy.

The Town God's Temple in Shanghai has long been closed, and there is only one Miaozhu left in the temple.

The temple was slightly cold, as if it had just rained.

This Town God's Temple is said to have been built by Sun Hao, the grandson of Sun Quan, the Lord of Wu during the Three Kingdoms period.In Sun Hao's generation, the city god in the temple was still the well-known Huo Guang. Later, as time passed, the statue of Huo Guang was still there, but I don't know if there is still a temple spirit.

Miao Zhu fiddled with the oil lamp, cleaned the fallen leaves, and cleaned the temple of the City God again.

After the temple was cleaned, Miao Zhu leaned on a mop and turned to look outside the temple.

"I felt something was wrong this morning. I didn't expect you to be able to bear your temper and wait until now to show up."

A gust of wind blew by, and two phantoms appeared at the door.

Lao Miaozhu showed no fear, and smiled: "Nine heavenly gods and tigers lie in the world, and wind beasts devour souls and chase away all evils. The impoverished way is Tianhu Mountain and Wuhe. Who dare to be outside the hall, and what happened?"

Outside the temple, a pair of bull and horse military officers appeared.

The cow is two meters four, and the horse is two meters two three.Lao Miaozhu was taken aback, he glanced at the waists of the two servants, they actually had Fengdu badges on them.

Genuine error?

"Niu Meng, the number one ghost messenger under Fuyu Mountain Division, has met Master Wu!"

Niu Meng stepped into the temple, and saluted towards the old temple: "Today, my lord told me to search for someone, and I will bother you in the temple for a while, and I hope the master will make it easier for me."

Lao Miaozhu was surprised: "The ghost of the Qin family?"

Now in the Huaxia Dao of Life and Death, Ge Longtou, Zuo Xuanru, Huapixian, Lao Taisui, and Shengseng are old and have no control over the overall situation. The limelight does not show.

Last year, a group of rookies emerged in the Maoshan Danhui, headed by Qin Kun of Fuyu Mountain, each leading the way. Lao Miaozhu is a disciple of Tianhu Mountain among the nine places, so he naturally knows this.

Hearing that Military Officer Niu Ma was a ghost messenger under Qin Kun's command, he was vigilant. No wonder these two ghosts have behaved their duties for a whole day, and they didn't show up until now.

"Since it is the ghost messenger of the Qin family, the small temple is naturally open to convenience. I have a relationship with the Qin family once, and the two messengers rest freely. If you need help from the poor, just let me know."

"Thank you Master Wu."

Military officer Niu Ma was polite, Lao Miao Zhu put down his guard and continued to clean the backyard.

The two ghosts walked into the statue of the cow and horse military officer next to the City God, and took a rest.

12 points in the early hours.

Ma Lie rubbed his hands across the City God and said excitedly: "Lao Niu, I heard people say that the Yinjian City God's Temple is majestic and majestic. It's the first time I experience it. What should we say in a while?"

Niu Meng rolled his eyes: "I don't know. I've been following Brother Kun since I came to Yangjian, but I haven't stayed in Chenghuang Temple."

At a quarter past twelve, a breeze blew in, and a wandering spirit walked in shyly.