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

This time, I never dreamed of bloody corpses or those dead souls who were dying, and I slept until the evening of the next day.

The sun was setting and the lights were coming on. Outside the window of the ward, the night view was beautiful. When the window was opened, fresh air rushed in.

Qin Kun smelled his hands, and there seemed to be some bloody smell, but it was not strong enough.There is still no news of that Kaman.

Today, there is nothing to do, Qin Kun is going to go out for a walk and relax.

After washing up, in the closet of the ward were the clothes Chu Qianxun bought, wearing a casual T-shirt and cropped trousers. Qin Kun's indifference and stiffness disappeared a bit, and his complexion became more energetic.

Nie Yuxuan was still lying on the bed half dead. He had taken the Blood King Pill, and his injuries were still serious, and he needed a few days to recover.

Wang Gan was lying on the table, doing his daily homework.

Seeing Qin Kun wearing such a flamboyant bag, Wang Gan wondered and asked, "Why are you going? There is news from the Black Soul Sect again?"

During this period of time, even the slightest disturbance would make people sensitive. After experiencing fighting skills and desperate efforts, Wang Gan gradually found that he was only suitable to be a ghost hunter. Too bloody things would make people lose their appetite and lose weight.

"No, my cell phone was broken that day, so I went out for a stroll and bought a cell phone by the way."

After Qin Kun put on his new shoes, he was dressed neatly, clean and sunny.

"I am coming too!"

"Go to your sister, take a good look at Nie Huzi."

"Depend on……"

Wang Gan clapped his middle fingers, and was very dissatisfied with Qin Kun's behavior of leaving him as an escort.

Saying goodbye to Wang Gan, Li Chong left a car for him in the parking lot of the hospital, and Qin Kun drove the car on the road in Shanghai. I have to say that the feeling of taking a break from the busy schedule was particularly good.

This Mercedes-Benz GLS is a seven-seater SUV with spacious space and comfortable seats. The co-pilot is sitting on a Niu Meng, shaking his head and listening to songs. In the back seat, there are skinning ghosts, headless ghosts, wedding ghosts, smiling ghosts, and water monks. All were released, and a group of ghost messengers looked at the carriage curiously.

"Brother Kun... this car is so comfortable, it would be great if you have one sometime..." Skinner sat in the back with a look of enjoyment.

"Damn, this car is more than 100 million yuan, and I'm not Li Chong's kind of starter, where can I get so much money..."

"Master, don't you have more than 40 yuan? You can afford it if you make up a little more~" the wedding dress ghost urged.It seems that not only beauties like men who drive luxury cars, but also female ghosts.

"Buy a head, life is over?! Besides, the money is not blown by the wind."

Qin Xue has to go to school, her parents' wages are low, she just bought a house, and the travel agency she co-founded with Chu Qianxun is still at a loss. Buying a big money is not for nothing...

"Hey... the monk thinks that Brother Kun's fee for hunting ghosts is too low. If you ask me, with Brother Kun's level, it's not a problem to kill him with one vote for 100 million yuan." Monk Shui pointed out.

Niu Meng was the most honest, he snorted and said, "Brother Kun won't make money if you lose your heart. Unless it's a ghost general, or a ghost who can be wiped out easily, it's too deceitful to kill a million yuan."

Shui Monk said: "So Brother Kun is as poor as you. Brother Niu, a bunch of poor ghosts in your hometown are so poor, don't you know how to change it?"

Niu Meng stared at his eyes: "Baldhead, who do you say is a poor ghost?!"

Monk Shui smiled slightly: "Amitabha, whoever speaks up to the monk can say that."

For some reason, this group of ghost messengers likes modern objects very much. Everything they see is novel. The life in the yang world is over for them, but it seems that they can experience the life in the yang world after death, which seems to make them feel really good.

The Laughing Ghost poked his head out and asked curiously, "Brother Kun, why are we going?"

Qin Kun replied: "Buy a mobile phone, walk around, and see if there are any little ghosts coming out to kill you."

The Huangpu ghost gate was opened overnight, and tens of thousands of ghosts ran out of the ghost gate and hid in this big city with a population of 2500 million. During this time, some Taoist monks with slightly better skills may have made a fortune.

This city is large and has a large population. Even if the city is close to the river and sea, the yang energy is extremely strong. It rained heavily that day, and thousands of ghosts came out of their cages. It is not easy to survive in such a place with strong yang energy.What can be left is only a small part huddled in a dark corner.Other ghosts will eventually run around or be roasted to death by yang energy.

The purpose of Qin Kun's coming out today is also to patrol the streets. If he sees some little ghosts, he can catch them easily and exchange some merits.

Of course, buying a mobile phone is the first task. That night in the alley mansion, Qin Kun fell asleep in the rain, and the mobile phone was damaged. Fortunately, Taohuayan helped him reissue the mobile phone card, so that Qin Kun would not fall into the trap of falling in love Dilemma.

An ordinary private mobile phone store, Qin Kun parked his car and walked in. A beautiful woman was sitting in the store wiping the phone model. When she saw Qin Kun coming in, she smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm off work."

Qin Kun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it's only past 8 o'clock, you tell me you're off work?The mobile phone shops in Linjiang City are open until 10 o'clock.

Qin Kun discussed: "Beauty, your phone is broken, and I happened to pass by your store, and I don't want to run away anymore. Besides, I'll just buy an ordinary phone, so you won't be able to reject people thousands of miles away, right?"

The proprietress is a woman with lipstick on, charming appearance, wearing a thin shirt with lace cuffs, lazily cleaning the mobile phone models in the booth, she looked up at Qin Kun, and gave a charming look: "It's time to get off work. get off work."

The underwear under the thin shirt was faintly visible, and Qin Kun could see that the proprietress was wearing a short skirt, Erlang's legs were raised, and a pair of sandals were casually hooked on her round and crystal toes.This scene can really hook people into anger.

"What are you looking at, handsome guy, do you still buy other things?" The proprietress raised her mouth, stopped wiping, and looked at Qin Kun with her chin, as if she was testing.

From this angle, the inside of the proprietress's collar is almost unobstructed.

I have to say that these eyes are full of electricity in this atmosphere. At this moment, the proprietress reminded him of the technicians in Yuxianting. Although the two professions don't seem to match very well, they feel very similar.

Qin Kun shook his head and withdrew his gaze: "For other things, I won't buy it."

Surprise flashed in the proprietress' eyes, as if she didn't understand Qin Kun's indifference.This kid, his eyes have taken advantage of him, why wouldn't he buy it?

"I mean, there are still some things in the store that you can buy. You can go in and pick them~" the proprietress reminded.

"I'm just here to buy an ordinary mobile phone. I don't need anything else." Qin Kun replied straightforwardly.

Seeing that Qin Kun was really about to leave, the proprietress hurriedly persuaded him to stay.Is this man wood?I'm furious……

"Okay, okay, I'll just sell you." The proprietress resentfully took out a popular domestic smart phone, "2900."

Qin Kun paid the money, happily completed the transaction, and left the shop.

In the car, Niu Meng snorted and said, "Brother Kun, there are two men squatting behind the mobile phone shop. They seem to have malicious intentions. Is the proprietress in danger?"

Qin Kun said casually: "What a fart, if I go into the house with the proprietress, it's dangerous."

Niu Meng wondered, "What do you mean?"

In the back seat, Monk Shui clasped his hands together and proclaimed a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, according to my judgment, Monk, it should be called Immortal Dance."

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Chapter 0398

Even if you buy a mobile phone, you can meet immortal dancers. If Qin Kun hadn't opened his eyes, he might have fallen into the trap of beauty.

In the summer... mobile phone stores have expanded their extra business, and the world is going downhill.

……

At night, the night view of Shanghai is very good. Qin Kun parked the car by the river and let the river wind blow his cheeks, feeling a little comfortable.Pedestrians along the river kept coming and going, people walking, walking their dogs, life was as usual, news of the murder caused by the Black Soul Sect was not reported, and it was unknown how Taohuayan dealt with the aftermath.

The phone rang, and Qin Kun saw that it was Qin Xue calling.

"Hello, Xiaoxue?"

"Hey, brother! How's the trip going? How come you haven't even called for three days?"

When leaving Linjiang, Qin Kun told Qin Xue that he was going on a trip. Qin Xue heard that Qin Kun was going to the magic city this time, and she was very yearning, but she had a summer job and wished she could go with Qin Kun.

"That's it. I'm walking by the river now."

Qin Xue was envious: "Brother... Take me out for a trip if you have time... I have never been out of the province..."

"Yes. Have you been to work on time recently? Is Du Qinghan still there?" Qin Kun remembered that there was not only Qin Xue in the family, but also a female thief.

"Of course, I go to the dance class every morning to lead lessons, and come back to type codes at night. I'm exhausted. Sister Du is right next to me. Be careful when you speak..."

On the other end of the phone, Du Qinghan's voice came: "Qin Kun! Who are you talking about eating and drinking? I pick up your sister every day! You don't even pay me, so your conscience won't hurt?"

Qin Kun's ears were a little farther away from the phone, this guy is on gunpowder, so rushed.

Qin Kun curled his lips: "Give you wages? I have smoked all the good cigarettes I hid, and you want a fart wage! Also, you use my computer to secretly watch..."

"Qin Kun! If you dare to speak out, you will die!"

Qin Kun heard a sound of the door slamming away, and she was probably stimulated.

This little thief, who saved her life by himself and let her stay in his home to feed and live, dare to yell at me?It's against you.

"Xiaoxue, stay away from that woman at ordinary times, don't be spoiled by her."

Qin Xue pouted and said, "Brother... why don't you have any manners at all... Sister Du is a very nice person. She picks me up and picks me up on time every day, and now she even cooks for me."

"Cooking? I will also make poached eggs next to the noodles."

"elder brother!"

"Okay, okay, what's the matter. I remember that if you usually have enough living expenses, you seldom call me... If you are short of money, I have it in my study drawer."

"No, um... Someone is chasing me..."

Ok? !

Qin Kun's eyes widened, and he lowered his voice and said, "Dad, you can tell me that you can't fall in love in freshman year."

"The next semester will start, and I will be a sophomore..."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Kun scratched his cheek. In a blink of an eye, Qin Xue had finished a school year, and he didn't pay attention.From the looks of it, she seemed very satisfied with the man who was chasing her.

This made Qin Kun, the elder brother, very puzzled. He turned on the front camera of the new phone and looked at the handsome face inside: Shouldn't Qin Xue use me as the criterion for finding a partner?For someone as outstanding as me, is there another one in Linjiang City?

In the camera, there is a tough silhouette, straight eyebrows, a pair of lazy eyes, the pupils are like a deep well in a cold pool, and you can't see to the end.

Such a profound man rarely has counterfeits.Qin Kun lit a cigarette, feeling very melancholy.

Qin Kun was narcissistic, and at the same time, he saw a middle-aged man approaching behind him on the screen of his mobile phone.

Suits and ties all look high-end.But the man's hair was disheveled, his tie was scruffy around his neck, his face was haggard and unshaven, and he looked like he had been hit by something.

Qin Kun's first reaction was, wouldn't this guy come to retaliate against the society?

He turned his head and found the haggard middle-aged man standing in front of him, and said weakly: "Friend, can I have a cigarette..."

Qin Kun smelled that there was a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol on his body, and it seemed that this ghostly appearance had not lasted for a day or two.

"can."

Qin Kun took out Yuxi and handed it over. The middle-aged man had a very high-end lighter. He lit the cigarette butt, took two deep breaths, and exhaled thick smoke.

There was a cool breeze, and the man lay on the railing next to Qin Kun, and smiled apologetically at Qin Kun: "Don't be afraid, I didn't come here to commit suicide. I can't implicate you either."

Qin Kun nodded: "My friend, your seal is dark and your yang energy is insufficient. Have you had too many nightmares recently?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled tiredly: "Does the little brother know how to read faces?"

"There is an elder who understands, I heard him say a little bit."

Thirty years ago, when Chu Laoxian was still setting up a fortune-telling stall, Qin Kun went out to the stall with him a few times and just memorized some terminology.

The middle-aged man fumbled around, took out the lighter he just had without his wallet, and said, "Can you take a look at it for me? I don't have any money with me. This lighter is still worth some money. I'll give it to you."

Li Chong has a dupont lighter, which is the same model as this one, and costs 3200 soft sister coins.

"I don't think your lighter is worth much."

Qin Kun smiled, rubbed his index finger and thumb together, and a flame burst out from his fingertips.

He took out a cigarette and lit it, and when he retracted his finger, the flame disappeared.

The middle-aged man's smile gradually subsided, and he pulled Qin Kun's wrist impolitely, looking at his fingers.This young man has big wrist joints and a jar tattoo on the palm of his hand. He is very surprised that someone would have a tattoo tattooed on the palm of his hand.But that's not what he cares about right now.

The middle-aged man checked Qin Kun's fingertips and found nothing. What happened to the flame just now? !

"My friend... are you... a magician?"

Qin Kun didn't speak.

Only then did the middle-aged man look at Qin Kun, his eyes lazily, but his pupils were so dark that they hardly reflected light. In his eyes, he couldn't see his own shadow at such a close distance, as if his pupils were a pool of dark A cold pool without light.

The middle-aged man has been working in the magic city for so many years, and has his own way of knowing people. Since ancient times, he has a strange appearance. His wrist, those eyes, the tattoo on his palm, and the ability to light a fire with his bare hands just now, the middle-aged man thinks , This does not seem to be an ordinary young man.

"I'm sorry, I'm taking the liberty, I'm a native of Wuzhou in Xiaxuntian City, and I have business in this part of Shanghai."

Qin Kun could tell that this was a rich man, but it was unexpected that the other party introduced himself so solemnly.It seems that you want to meet his peers?

"Qin Kun, from Linjiang. Hello, Mr. Xun."

Qin Kun replied politely, as for his occupation, he deliberately concealed it.

Xun Tiancheng said: "What brother Qin said just now, my seal is black, my yang energy is insufficient, and I have nightmares again and again, is it serious?"

"nature."

Xun Tiancheng nodded: "Indeed, during this period of time, my business in Shanghai suffered serious losses, and I was very anxious. And at night, I kept having nightmares, and I seemed to dream of many unclean things in my trance."

Xun Tiancheng looked at Qin Kun and asked, "What do you think is going on?"

Qin Kun shrugged: "Do you want to ask, did you hit a ghost, or did you have a mental illness?"

Xun Tiancheng: "Yes."