In Yinchuan County, Qin Kunmei pedaled his bicycle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's really sleepy and sends pillows, who would have thought that I would meet a black market cigarette seller on the street.

Qin Kun was carrying 5 packs of big front doors, these cigarettes were bought from the stall for 100 yuan, Qin Kun fooled the vendor and said that this was Grandpa Mao's commemorative coin, a brand-new red ticket, fine workmanship, pressed with gold thread, and directly bluffed the cigarette seller, not only gave 5 packs of big front door, but also gave a few food stamps, crying and shouting to exchange with Qin Kun.

"Wait, something seems wrong......"

When Qin Kun rode out of the county seat, he pondered it, and it seemed that a pack of big front doors was only 2 yuan......

I bought 5 packs for 100 yuan, isn't it a bit second-......

After discovering this fact, Qin Kun's expression was a little stiff, but soon, he comforted himself: This is 1980, well, cigarettes are definitely not good, and he also gave me a box of matches and food stamps, I earned it......

Suffer losses or gains, Qin Kun is not ready to think about it, the money has been spent, and he can't come back, right?

Besides, the new version of 100 pieces is just a good-looking piece of paper in this era......

After a three-hour drive, it was raining lightly.

Qin Kun was a little helpless, asked a few times on the way, and there were about 2 hours to ride to Linjiang City, Qin Kun felt that his ass was a little unbearable.

It is written on the task that 36 hours to find Wu Xiong, and now half of it has passed, and there are 18 hours left, Qin Kun's goal is very clear, the northern suburbs.

Since Wu Xiong is a member of the Qingzhu Mountain Fu Sect, it is right to ride in the direction of Baihu.

2 hours passed quickly, at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the drizzle stopped, Qin Kun came to the foot of Qingzhu Mountain, at this time the Baihu Town Scenic Area has not been developed, the bare White Lake, the lake is reeds, there are several villages around, not even a hair.

The undeveloped Baihu Town Scenic Area is really remote like a wild lake, and no one cares about it.

At the foot of Qingzhu Mountain, Qin Kun stopped a little Taoist.

"I'll say you, are you from Qingzhu Mountain?"

The little Taoist priest glanced at Qin Kun up and down.

"Dare to ask if the donor is also a member of my Daomen?" The little Taoist priest wondered.

"I'm a pilgrim!" Qin Kundao.

Qin Kun has always refused to admit that he is a Taoist priest, but now in order to complete the task, there must be a reason, and he thinks the term "pilgrim" is very good, which Taoist temple does not like pilgrims?

The little Taoist priest nodded: "Oh, the trail is not from Qingzhu Mountain. ”

Depend on!

It's not Qingzhushan's you nonsense so much dry hair!

Qin Kun glared at the little Taoist priest with disdain, then turned around and left.

"Wait! The so-called praying to God and worshiping Buddha is to pay attention to responding to requests. The temple of Qingzhu Mountain is a yin temple, enshrined in the five halls of Yuanjun, the donor wants to incense, you might as well come to my Tianhu Mountain, poor jade machine, our Tianhu Mountain is an orthodox Taoist temple, the statue of Sanqing is a god, very effective! ”

Qin Kun was really speechless when he saw the little Taoist's eyebrows fluttering.

There have also been pilgrims robbed in recent years? Tianhu Mountain, isn't that one of the three mountains of the road of life and death, blocking the only way to pass through Qingzhu Mountain, touting the magic of its own incense, who came up with this bad trick.

"You said your name was Jade Jizi?"

The little Taoist priest nodded, "Yes, the donor has heard of the Taoist name given by my master?" ”

Qin Kun stopped the bicycle and stepped forward to beat the little Taoist priest violently.

The little Taoist priest was fragile and screamed again and again when he was beaten.

"Donor, why did you hit me!" Under the nose of the little Taoist priest hung two lines of red two.

Qin Kun pouted, you fooled Lao Wang into letting me go to the funeral parlor to keep vigil, if I hadn't had an adventure, I would have been killed by you, who would you have beaten if I didn't beat you?!

"I don't like people who are more handsome than me!"

The little Taoist priest wiped a handful of nosebleeds: "The face was given by my father, what can I do!" The donor has a face in his heart, but the poor Tao has no face in his heart! Ordinary people, poor people remember you! ”

Oh,, I deserve to be the head of the Jade Machine, I am so good at fooling at a young age, what is there and nothing that is phased.

Bombed away the jade machine, it didn't take long for Qin Kun to finally catch a Qingzhushan Taoist priest, but was told that Wu Xiong went to the crematorium.

Fire...... Crematorium?

Qin Kun was stunned, what was he doing there?

"The donor may not know that today I am in Linjiang Daomen, and a major event has happened. A senior immortal went, and many uncles, uncles, and fellow Taoists went to mourn, but in fact, it was not far away, just next to Yuetan Mountain. ”

The Taoist priest saw that Qin Kun was dressed decently, obviously a rich man, and heard that Master Wu had frequent contacts with these dignitaries, and the life of these young Zhushan disciples had also become much better, so he didn't dare to slack off.

Yuetan Mountain......

Qin Kun missed a blow and rode towards Yuetan Mountain.

By the way, I heard Lao Wang say that the crematorium in Linjiang City was in the northern suburbs in the past, and it was relocated to the western suburbs after the rectification and planning of the northern suburbs.

Qin Kun was stunned, today, can he meet Lao Wang?

Qin Kun smiled, this relationship is good, and he can still reminisce about the past, and he doesn't know what Lao Wang was like when he was young.

After a while, Qin Kun arrived at the foot of Yuetan Mountain, and now Yuetan Mountain, except for the pavilion on the mountainside, is no longer what he has seen at all, and it can only be said that it is still Zhong Lingyuxiu.

Who would have thought that this Yuetan Mountain, which has the temperament of a spiritual mountain, would become a field holy place for young people in 30 years...... Creation makes people.

Not far from the foot of the mountain, the crematorium is already close at hand.

There is a large empty wasteland around, after all, when cremation was popularized, few villages could accept such a burial method, plus the predecessors were jealous of ghosts, and no village brigade would allow crematoriums to be built next to them.

Ride your bike all the way to the crematorium entrance.

It seems that a big man has really died today, and the small crematorium yard is full of people.

Qin Kun looked around, most of these people were dressed in Taoist robes, draped in black satin, and with white stripes tied around their arms, Qin Kun counted, there were almost a hundred heads.

At the door, the atmosphere was depressing.

Qin Kun bolted the bicycle to the big iron door and shrunk his head to enter.

"What's the matter, the dead don't even have a blow, don't you want to be so quiet."

In the simple shed, there is a small mourning hall, in which a few Taoist priests are sitting, arguing loudly.

"Yang Ye's bones have been transformed, what about the person you are talking about?!"

A tall middle-aged man was questioning a lewd Taoist priest.

Qin Kun followed the prestige and found it.

Wu Xiong was seen by Qin Kun, and at the Nanzong Dao Conference, he was obscene and shrewd, and he had a deep memory, and sometimes Wang Qian looked like he was very similar to his master with a small abacus.

But the current Wu Xiong is less than 40 years old, and he is not much shrewd, but his obscene temperament still can't hide Qin Kun's eyes.

"Hmm...... The system didn't prompt me to complete the task, so it looks like I'll have to talk to him. ”

There were too many Taoist priests here, Qin Kun felt that it was not good to show up, and when he was thinking about how to call him over, a voice sounded behind him.

"Who are you? What the hell are you doing here? ”

In front of Qin Kun, a young man of 25 or 26 looked at him with an unkind expression.

"Can you take care of it?"

Qin Kun shook his windbreaker, glanced at him, and lit a cigarette: "Brother, help me call that obscene Taoist priest, I have something to look for him." ”

Qin Kun rolled up the match, lit the cigarette butt, and didn't forget to give one to the young man in front of him.

Belch......

The young man was a little speechless, this kid was gorgeously dressed, he originally came to the door of the funeral home to relax, but he didn't expect to meet such a strange person. At first, I thought it was a suspicious person, but I didn't expect it to be a self-cooked ......

The young man took the cigarette and looked at it, the big front door! This cigarette is not cheap!

After smoking, the young man's attitude was much better: "You also mourn Yang Ye?" ”

Qin Kun pursed his lips: "Condolence? I don't know who died. Hurry up and go. Qin Kun saw that the argument was getting bigger and bigger, and urged.

The young man found that he was obviously older than Qin Kun, how could he be called by him like a younger brother, but for the sake of this cigarette, he endured it.

"My name is Wang Shouyi, if anyone in the family dies in the future, they can come to the crematorium to find me, and everyone is responsible for popularizing cremation."

Looking at the back of the young man leaving, the cigarette in Qin Kun's mouth fell to the ground.

This Nima is...... O Wang!

Why is this thing going to be official now?

Wu Xiong was being scolded by Jing Sansheng pointing his nose, and suddenly, Wang Shouyi walked over: "Someone is looking for you at the door." ”

Wu Xiong frowned and looked for ...... I?

Wu Xiong looked at it and found that it was someone he didn't know, and he was still holding something in his arms, so he pinched his fingers and smiled slightly.

"Uncle Ge, I'll come when I go."

(To be continued)

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