At night, the night breeze is slightly cool.

Qin Kun’s shop was left on the entire street with lights on.

Qin Kun looked at the constant reply of his posts on his phone, and the volcano in his heart had erupted countless times.

Several ghost messengers felt that the world was suddenly quiet and terrible, and they were stretching their necks to secretly glance at Qin Kun's cell phone.

The smiling ghost sat on the wine rack behind the counter, his eyes were the sharpest, and he saw the contents on his phone.

"Brother Kun, what is a scam?"

Although the smiley ghost is very capable and has the highest level, he is still a child.

This innocent question broke the strange tranquility.

Everyone thought Qin Kun was reading gossip posts and breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing his naive question, the skinned ghost who is good at being a teacher explained: "Little ghost head, this is a term for mating between the opposite sexes using non-gentlemen means, and the success rate is implemented on the level of innocence of the other party."

Niu Meng and others looked at the skinned ghost with admiration. I haven’t seen this for a few days and the skinned ghost blinked at everyone proudly: “Don’t praise us, we have been online recently. Learning is endless…”

After the skinning ghost explained, he turned his head and found Qin Kun's black face.

"Uh, Brother Kun, I actually don't want to teach the little kids. But this guy is also from the Ming Dynasty and is not younger than me."

The skinned ghost shrank his neck and hid behind in shame.

A few gusts of wind blew in the sky, and it suddenly started to rain, and the kerosene lamps in the shop flickered and darker.

Qin Kun sat on the table in the middle, looking at the dark streets, feeling cold.

I finally thought of a way to attract customers, but it’s a waste... The Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan, I remember you!

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Qin Kun knew that he could not go back and probably had to sleep in the store tonight.

This shop had died before, but Qin Kun was not very scared, but he was hungry and a little unbearable.

It was raining heavily, and the surrounding lights gradually faded, and this old commercial street became quiet and dark.

Qin Kun took out his wallet, ordered a few bills and handed them to the smiley ghost: "Little ghost, go to another store to buy some food. Remember to put the boss in the counter with the money."

"good."

After the smiley ghost left, Qin Kun's ears suddenly moved, and he heard footsteps on the streets in a vague way.

Niu Meng and his friends took the initiative to hide in the corner, their hidden figures and footsteps became clearer and clearer, and they were running alone.

Qin Kun saw a man running from the stone bridge in the distance, with a shaved beard, holding a painting board and slightly curly long hair.

The man felt a kind of decadence as an artist, and ran towards his shop in the rain.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked sorry: "I'm sorry, it's raining suddenly. Come here to take shelter from the rain."

Qin Kun's cheeks were a little gloomy with the dark kerosene lamps. Coupled with the treatment he had just taken on the forum, he was in a bad mood.

His nose was umpiped, and he agreed.

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

The kerosene lamp smelled dust in the air. The young man in front of him was about 20 years old, but he gave people a gloomy feeling. The surroundings were very cold, and there was no wind here. The creeping coldness made the artist's scalp numb.

"I won't encounter a ghost shop, right?" The art man's heart broke out and leaned slightly towards the door.

To be honest, this time he went out to collect folk songs to find supernatural materials to complete his transformation.

The old house in the deserted village opposite the stone bridge is a famous ghost village near Baihu Town. I originally wanted to stay there all night, but I didn't expect it to rain.

However, after he met Qin Kun, a strange feeling arose in his heart.

This street is dim and light, with only Qin Kun on a shop with lights on, as if he was waiting for him. It was a coincidence!

Art men come out to find supernatural materials, but it doesn’t mean he wants to hit a ghost.

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

Qin Kun raised his head, and the fire almost covered his eyes in the shadow, as if two black holes without eyeballs.

"Is it still a matter of time to do business?" Qin Kun wondered in his heart. It can be considered as doing business by attracting customers at night.

But when the words come to the ears of artistic men, they will be different immediately.

Art man felt his calf trembling: This boss doesn’t seem to be a normal person... Doing business at night? This street is deserted. Who is the sound of the night? Is it for ghosts?

Look at the surroundings, the wine jars filled with dust and wooden buildings, making the atmosphere more depressing.

The art man saw that there was not even a teacup on the table. This was not a business shop with people!

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

"Yes, business is not a matter of time. Haha, you... Hello, my name is Yuan Xinghan, and I am a famous painter."

"Yeah, Qin Kun."

Qin Kun reluctantly chatted with the art man, stared at his phone, and gritted his teeth: These people are so crooked that they are too crooked. Why did they just say that they cheated on cannons, but now they are crooked so much that their anus is out of stock.

(78th Floor) I Love Nie Xiaoqian: It is said that there is a thriller among the hikers who specializes in picking male players. Isn’t the poster his trumpet?

(Floor 79) The Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan: I think it looks like it! It turns out that his purpose is not to cheat cannons, but to cheat jujubes!

(80th Floor) Mengmeng Hongyi: You are so disgusting. But will the danger of girls become smaller? Judging from the route mentioned by the poster, I really want to go.

Qin Kun resisted not pinching his phone.

Calm, Qin Kun, the current netizens chatting in this style, you are known for being shameless.

The art man saw Qin Kun's face fluttering and was a little scared. He took out his cell phone and wanted to pass the time in a pretentious manner. He was ready, but the situation was wrong and he left at any time.

This shop is damp and dusty, so no one has come for a long time.

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

When 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 was wearing a strange and blurry green aura, and there were also some unseen phantoms shaking in the surrounding corners.

The art man knows that he is probably going to be a ghost today!

"Three sunlights in human body, light the Tianling on both shoulders. If my aura cannot be weak, he will have no choice but to take advantage of it! Call me and ask someone to save me." The art man held back his calves and thought.

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

"Boss Qin, is this a hotel? It's a hotel on the old street of Baihu Town, which is quite unique."

Qin Kun raised his head, looked at the artistic man with cold eyes, and responded: "Well, it was."

before?

The art man didn't react when he saw Qin Kun, laughed dryly and continued to find the topic: "I heard that there is a wine-making master of "Fruit Zhang" in Baihu Old Street, who is quite famous. He also opened a tavern nearby."

Guozi Zhang? The former owner of this shop had the surname Zhang.

Qin Kun thought about it and there was no tavern in the nearby streets, and he didn't raise his head, "It's this one, he's dead."

The art man's scalp was numb and his hair was blown up.

What do you want to do? You want to scare me to do something directly. Is it okay for you to make me feel uncomfortable like this!!! How great is it to become a ghost and scare me to faint!

Under extreme fear, normal people will make some unreasonable actions. The art man suddenly stood up and shouted: "Who are you?!!! What do you want to do!!! I tell you, I am not afraid of ghosts!"

The art man took a jar of wine and poured it down. The wine was sweet and savory. It was obviously made of fruits from the mountains, but the stamina and degree were quite large.

As the saying goes: Drinking makes cowards brave.

After drinking three or two, the art man wiped his lips and shouted: "I, Yuan Xinghan, have seen ghosts at the age of seven. This is the evil-proof talisman my grandfather asked for me. Don't mislead yourself!"

Qin Kun discovered that this artistic man had a really strong imagination and seemed to regard himself as a ghost.

Qin Kun looked helpless.

"Your evil-proof talisman is fake." Qin Kun glanced at it and commented. This thing had no spiritual power at all, and it was obviously a lie. After saying that, he spread his hands again: "In addition, are you stupid in the rain? Is there any shadow of ghosts?"

"This..." The art man discovered that Qin Kun did have a shadow and breathing.

Qin Kun had no choice but to lift the cloth on the plaque: "Look clearly, the fruit is dead, I will take a look at this store and run a travel agency."

The art man saw the big words "Menggui Travel Agency" written on the plaque. His emotions that had just lost their composure were suddenly relieved, and his tense nerves immediately relaxed.

It turns out... I blamed him wrongly.

Although the art man was a little curious about what style of "Menggui Travel Agency" was, he still suppressed his thoughts of asking questions and immediately apologized to Qin Kun.

"I... I thought I had met a ghost, boss, don't take it to heart." The art man was a little embarrassed. He even drank a jar of wine from the other party, and his hand holding the wine was even more unaware of where to put it.

Qin Kun waved his hand and said that it was nothing.

But the next moment, the art man suddenly trembled and then tears and snot came out. His face looked extremely ugly. He pointed at Qin Kun, his throat was choked, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

Behind Qin Kun, a paper-packed beef floated over. The smiley ghost happened to come back from another store to buy beef. Unexpectedly, the rainy day affected his perception and did not find that there was someone in the store.

Qin Kun also discovered this. Seeing the smiley ghost put the beef on the table, he stuck out his tongue and stepped back. Qin Kun coughed dryly and tried to show a harmless expression: "That... Brother Yuan, don't be nervous, how should you tell you about this? Well... might as well just pretend that you didn't see anything, right?"

The artistic man hissed out of control: "I also said you are not a ghost!!!"

He screamed hysterically, and his eyes rolled and he fainted.

Qin Kun sighed, covering his forehead with his palm, damn it... Before the business started, I was scared to death by a passerby. How declining am I...

Just as I was worried about calling an ambulance, a jeep drove over.

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

"Oh, yes. But he drank again after getting wet in the rain. Maybe he was in a state of exhaustion. Take him with him and take me to the city by the way. Thank you."

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

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Chapter completed!