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

I met Qin Liang when I went back during the Chinese New Year. Du Qinghan greeted him to enter the house. As soon as Qin Liang came in, a well-behaved little boy handed him tea, and his eyes lit up.

"Good boy! So sensible? Call him Uncle Three!"

Qin Xiaowang blinked, then looked at Du Qinghan, Du Qinghan nodded, Qin Xiaowang smiled: "Third Uncle."

Qin Liang laughed loudly, and took out a thick red envelope: "Take it!"

The red envelope was stuffed into his hand, and Qin Xiaowang scratched his head. He still doesn't know the concept of money at his age, but he can feel that the third uncle likes him very much.

In the room, Qin Kun came out, Qin Liang got up immediately, fingered the hem of his clothes, and said with a smile: "Brother..."

After not seeing Qin Kun for a while, Qin Liang felt that his elder brother was a little more majestic.Since he was a child, he didn't dare to make mistakes in front of Qin Kun. When he was in middle school, he followed Qin Kun's lead. Later, he gradually mixed into the society.

After all, there are a lot of vicious customers in the venue, and these customers are all dealt with by him. He feels that he has also experienced many major events, and he should be alone, but after seeing Qin Kun, he was beaten back to his original form. This is an instinctive fear. He I don't know what I'm afraid of, and I haven't done anything wrong, but I'm just afraid of my big brother.

Qin Kun glanced at it: "Liangzi, you are getting richer and richer."

On the table are BMW keys, wearing a brand-name suit, shiny leather shoes, and combed hair.

The ground has been warm for the past few days, and the temperature in the house is pretty good. Qin Liang took off his fleece jacket, rolled up his shirt, revealing a flowery arm, very domineering.

"No, it's all given by the boss, and it's thanks to Toge."

Qin Liang took a sip of the tea, and suddenly an arm hung around his neck. He froze all over, and secretly looked at Qin Kun. Qin Kun had a half-smile, "Is it Li Sanwang who told you about my son?"

Uh……

Qin Liang smiled bitterly: "Drinking yesterday, the boss mentioned it... I am the third uncle, so I have to come and see my nephew."

Qin Kun asked, "Didn't you tell your father?"

Qin Liang immediately said seriously: "No!"

Qin Kun lowered his arms: "That's good, drink tea."

"Hey, good!"

After drinking a cup of tea, Qin Kun went back to the house after chatting with him. Qin Liang looked at Du Qinghan: "Sister-in-law, what has my brother been up to lately?"

"Reeling silk."

"……What?"

"Reeling silk."

Qin Liang swallowed his saliva, becoming more and more confused about the way the elder brother was thinking, reeling... Is he going to be a silkworm girl?

Secretly opening the door, Qin Liang saw that in the study, Qin Kun cooked a pot of silkworm cocoons and was playing. The room was filled with a strange smell. Well, he is an ordinary person who can't figure it out.

He left Du Qinghan a VIP card for the hot spring resort, and Qin Liang left. The villa will be built soon, and he has to go there to keep an eye on it.

After Qin Liang left, no one disturbed him. Qin Kun was playing with silk happily in the room.

Niu Meng and the others were either cultivating or busy with their own business. The master and servant were directly under the eaves, quiet and harmonious.

At this moment, Qin Kun kept fiddling with the silk, unplugging it here and connecting it there, and his technique gradually changed from clumsy to proficient. He was doing make-up work in the funeral home, and he had to be careful to do his job well.

Qin Kun may be a little careless in other aspects, but in terms of manual skills, I am afraid that few people can match it, especially now that he has mastered the control of muscles, and he can achieve whatever effect he wants to issue with his brain.One after another, the silk was twisted together by him, and suddenly, as if he had a clear understanding, his movements became faster.

"The first net...is done."

Qin Kun muttered to himself.

In two weeks, from unfamiliarity to proficiency, the hand-woven silkworm net was spread out, sparse but not scattered. The ghost messengers were curious and didn't know what the master and son were trying to do, but they flattered one after another.

In fact, there is nothing rare about this net...it's just a broken silkworm net that doesn't look very good.

Qin Kun let out a long breath, as if he could try his hand.

……

In mid-November, the oranges in Linjiang City are almost ripe.

Qin Ming was driving the truck, with Mistress Jiang next to him.

There were two people in the back row, Qin Kun was fiddling with silk thread, and Chu Qianxun beside him was yawning.

"Brother, sister Chu, what crime are you suffering, you have to run with me?"

The second brother, Qin Ming, is currently in charge of selling fruits from his hometown. The channels have been opened up, and he can bring local fruits out, and bring back specialties from other places.

Qin Ming is able to endure hardships. There are still daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law at home. These years of taking care of the orchard have made life better and better.Before going out this time, Qin Kun unexpectedly found him and wanted to go with him.

Qin Ming didn't know Chu Qianxun, but he asked Qin Liang about it. Qin Liang said that this girl had a good background and was a good friend of Qin Kun. His big boss was also equal to Miss Chu, so Qin Ming didn't think much about it.

Qin Kun ignored Qin Ming, but asked Goddess Jiang.

"Witch Jiang, is your news true?"

"Master Qin, I won't lie to you if I lie to anyone! I used to be a fisherman from the Yulou in Shendu. Although I am from the outer sect, I am well-informed."

Goddess Jiang is the outer gate of Yulong Mountain, the outer gate of the Shendu Yulou Gate, and her skills are not high, but Yulongshan Bafang Yulou is originally in the news business, and her news network will definitely not be bad.

Three months ago, when she was a guest at Shendu Yulou, the host Zheng Zhichen accidentally learned that she knew Qin Kun, and immediately treated her as a guest of honor. In the end, I realized that it was thanks to Qin Kun.

She admires Qin Kun very much now, and she has a tacit understanding with Qin Ming's partners. An old woman and a young man started a transportation business, and collected some secret information by the way.

Qin Kun nodded. If this is the case, then it would be great.

The truck went north and arrived at the entrance of a village in Luoyang. Qin Kun and Chu Qianxun got out of the car.

Qin Ming poked his head out: "Brother, you and Miss Chu are careful. Call me if you need me, and I'll come right away!"

"Got it, go get busy."

After Qin Ming left, Qin Kun and Chu Qianxun looked at the place.

This is to the north of Luoyang, where there are criss-crossed mountains, the mountains are ordinary, nothing unusual and beautiful, but it is this ordinary mountain range, which has most of the legends about life and death.

This is the remaining line of the Qinling Mountains, Mang Mountain, also known as 'Bei Mang'.

There is a saying that "born in Suzhou and Hangzhou, buried in Beimang", this place has been a treasured geomantic place for burials since ancient times.During the Eastern Zhou, Eastern Han, Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, thousands of princes and ministers were buried here, and countless historical figures were buried underground.

Qin Kun and Chu Qianxun got off the car at the entrance of a village, and there were mountains next to them. It took less than an hour for them to stand on the highest point, with a panoramic view of the mountains in front of them.

"The Kunlun dragon has five veins, and three of them flow into Huaxia. This is the Zhonglong." Chu Qianxun sighed in admiration.

The inconspicuous mountains just now changed immediately after changing the angle.

The mountain is rushing towards the face, which makes people look at it with emotion and feel small.

There is a saying in Feng Shui: Mountains travel on the ground, and Qi travels underground.Dragon veins are also called land veins, and here is one of the Zhonglong land veins, Beimang Mountain.

Thousands of years have passed, and the feng shui here may not be as good as before. Qin Kun couldn't see what it looked like back then. Looking at the vast mountains, he sighed softly: "Compared with Beilong and Nanlong, Zhonglong seems to be far behind."

The middle dragon is sandwiched between the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and flows into the sea in the east. The "Du Tian Bao Zhao Jing" once said: "A generation of scenery is a dragon, and if there are many knots, it will be rich and prosperous for a long time."

This is a classic of geomantic omen, which generally says that every time a dragon vein rises and crosses a gorge, it is a section, which is the master of a generation of scenery.

To associate ancestral tombs with Fengshui, one has to bear the fortunes of heaven and earth, as Fengshui is changing, fortunes will also change.So as big as a dynasty, as small as a family, there will be ups and downs.

The so-called one fate, two luck, three feng shui, four accumulation of yin and five reading.The six gods, the seven gods, the eight gods, the nine benefactors, and the ten preserve one's health.Of course, this is what the ancestors said, so the ancients attached great importance to geomantic treasures. After all, who doesn't want future generations to have a long life and a prosperous incense.

The two chatted about the mountain for a while, and Chu Qianxun became curious.

"After all, what are you doing here?"

Qin Kun asked her to help, and she came without asking, but Qin Kun took her to the hinterland of Zhonglong, and Chu Qianxun was a little confused.

Buffy?

No kidding.

It is a consensus that darts do not leave Cangzhou and ghosts do not catch Changluo.In Chang'an Luoyang, one is the Dao Court and the other is the Buddha Court. There is no need for a ghost catcher at all. Although Beiman Mountain is famous in the Dao of Life and Death, even if there are evil spirits here, they have already been solved or suppressed.

Qin Kun thought for a while and said, "It's ghost hunting, but it doesn't count. To be precise, it should be hunting ghosts. I want to meet some big ghosts. You have to help me figure out where to meet them."

Looking for... a ghost?

Chu Qianxun couldn't help but smile, co-authoring himself is the compass.

The mountains are stacked and there are many villages. The villagers here are simple and enthusiastic. When I saw two outsiders, I heard that they came to collect folk songs. They were very welcome.

There are not a few tourists who come here to pick up the wind and play, and to look for the antiques. It is also very common to eat farm meals and sleep in farm beds.

An aunt saw that the two were friendly, and heard that the two had a need for accommodation, she said directly: "Then live in my house! The girls in the family are all married, and the yard is huge."

Qin Kun gave the aunt 500 yuan, but the aunt didn't want it for life or death. Qin Kun said that he had to stay for a few days, and the aunt was willing to accept it after being soft and hard.

"Xiao Qin, Xiao Chu, are you both painters?"

After dinner, the aunt and her wife were peeling corn, chatting with each other.

Chu Qianxun especially admired Qin Kun's ability to make up nonsense, big brother, you can't even hold your pen steady, how dare you call it a painting?

Qin Kun was not shy, and said directly: "I am, she is my assistant."

"That's really amazing! At the beginning of the year, the village head led people to renovate the mountain temple, hired a few painters, and gave a lot of money."

Qin Kun said arrogantly: "They are all paper makers, we are engaged in art, it is different."

The aunt's eyes are bright: "Xiao Qin, recently the village has developed a farmhouse, and every household is decorated. We don't have much artistic level. The dustpan corn and peppers hung on the wall, but every household hangs these. Special feature. I was thinking about hanging some gourd paintings, so I bought a lot of gourds... But your old uncle and I drew ugly and ugly ones, why don't you draw some for us?"

Qin Kun was enjoying the flattery of his aunt, when suddenly his expression froze, while Chu Qianxun looked at Qin Kun proudly, making you stunned.

The aunt took out the gourd and the paint, and Qin Kun rubbed his swollen temples.

Not Aunt... You are too familiar...

I didn't agree either...

Looking at the aunt's shining eyes, Qin Kun couldn't bear to refuse.

"Chu Qianxun, adjust the paint."

A gourd is half a gourd, which has been dried in the sun and is actually a scoop.

The paint was bought by the aunt herself, and there are some face makeup pictures.

These are all folk handicrafts. Qin Kun has seen a lot of them on TV, but he has never painted them himself. In terms of artistic level, he only has a little bit of tricks for putting makeup on the dead, but art... all the same. Oh, what a big deal.

Chu Qianxun doesn't know how to mix paints, but women who have put on makeup are naturally sensitive to colors. After a while, she adjusted the paints one by one according to the photo, while Qin Kun held the brush and started directly.

From dinner to dark, Chu Qianxun wanted to see Qin Kun make a fool of himself, but Qin Kun did have something, and he really only drew two gourd masks that were exactly the same as the photos.

The aunt was overjoyed, and the two face masks were hung on the wall, together with the corn, peppers, and dustpans, and they immediately came out.

"Xiao Qin, you are too powerful!"

Qin Kun put down his brush and said lightly, "Auntie, as the saying goes, a gourd attracts blessings, and the aura of blessings you attract must be locked at the porch, or it will flow away. You have to place a big stone townhouse at the gate of the courtyard." , or build a screen wall."

The reason for talking so much nonsense is that Qin Kun really doesn't want to paint anymore.

This is more tiring than putting makeup on a dead person.

The aunt listened to Qin Kun's explanation, but she didn't realize that she was led astray by Qin Kun. She followed Qin Kun's words and thought about it, with a look of doubt on her face: "How can we build that? Pull a car of bricks, and you can't afford it." I have to hire someone, let’s not talk about it, the key door is blocked, which will affect the farm work. Xiaoqin, is there any other way to lock the money in the house?"

"Then make a few green cloth curtains and hang them up, it will work just fine."

The aunt's eyes lit up, and she felt more and more that Qin Kun was an expert, and she admired: "The paper maker who came to the temple said the same thing a while ago! They said they would build screen walls for every household, plant peach trees, and whitewash the walls of the village. , Draw some paintings, write some poems, say that there are evil spirits in the mountains, and they need to be suppressed with literary spirit, and the village chief thinks that they just want to earn money. They didn’t let it.”

Qin Kun frowned: "What else did he say?"

"Nie'er's father, you were with me that day, what did those people say?"

The uncle next to him said: "They also said that the dirt road in the village was repaired upside down. What is the road in our village? It costs money to recruit villains. They want to repair the road like the moon and embrace the village. What is that called? What is it? ..."

"Jade belt around the waist."

Qin Kun reminded.

The uncle nodded immediately: "That's right! It's a jade belt around the waist."

Qin Kun smacked his lips, the papermaker looked unusual, he was surrounded by four phenomena of earth, water, fire and wind, the earth and fire had long been lost, and only wind and water remained in the world.Qin Kun's array scroll is probably the most authentic heavenly book of array techniques. It is already a remarkable skill for ordinary folk strangers to be able to see the feng shui of the village.

Anti-bow evil is actually a kind of Fengshui bureau. The road is built in a bow shape, and the houses and villages are in the direction of the arrow. It is really not a good pattern. At least in terms of Fengshui, the road encircling the village or houses is a favorable pattern for the residents. .

After chatting for a while, it was already dark.

The bulbs in the yard were dim, and the temperature was too cold.

The aunt and uncle entered the house, and let Qin Kun and Chu Qianxun enter the house, but the two got up and said, "We went out to eat and drink, and we also took a walk around."

"Medium! Then be careful."

"By the way, auntie, where do you think the mountain temple is? Let's go and have a look."

"It's still halfway up the mountain. I have to walk for a while, but I'm afraid we won't be able to pick up pilgrims this time."