Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 77 City God (Happy New Year's Day)
Flowing clouds rolled the dim night, bringing up shadows.

A ghost market five miles away from Yinyang Road.

Because there are few strangers here, and because there are yin and yang ghost kings around, the yin and yang ghosts gather and form a ghost market at night.

Of course, there are not only ghosts among them, there are Huang Jiaxian who borrowed the magic of illusion, there are monkey-like mountain spirits, there are water monkeys with webbed fingers, there are all kinds of strange things, and they are different.

But at this time, these demons and ghosts who can scare the liver and gallbladder of ordinary people are looking nervously at the gate of the ghost city.

The ghost mist rises, and the bright red flag flutters with the dark wind.

Yin soldiers patrol at night, and strangers retreat.

And before these hundreds of Yin soldiers, there was actually a man riding a black buffalo, strolling in the courtyard to look over.

He is extremely tall, even riding on a five-meter-long black buffalo, he doesn't look short. He has a shaved head that is almost shiny, with one arm around the ghost-like Qiannv in front of him, and the Qinglong Yanyue Saber in the other.

Without waiting for anyone to stop him, Hei Biao rushed straight into the ghost market. Lin Mosheng glanced at the ghost market.

It's like a street vendor in ancient times, everyone can hang a big red lantern to set up a stall.

And at the booth next to him, there were big and thick ghosts with indigo complexions, and there were pieces of human flesh hanging from hooks.

Lin Mosheng kicked the booth over.

Amidst the clattering sound, the indigo ghost, who had been intimidated by Lin Mo's anger, couldn't control the anger in his heart.

It roared, just about to stretch out its claws.

Suddenly the sharp blade pressed down on its shoulders, and the terrifying force directly crushed it to the ground, kneeling in a pile of human flesh.

The indigo ghost looked up, met Lin Mosheng's black eyes, and said sternly, "What are you doing? This is a ghost market, how dare you break the rules?"

Lin Mosheng raised the knife in his hand and chopped off the ghost's head. Then he opened his mouth, revealing eight white teeth, "Who else wants to talk to me about the rules?"

Behind him, Gan Zitai raised the banner in his hand, "Kill!"

According to the military flag, the Yin soldiers who have only gathered the spirit of the army may not be able to fight against the wind, but they can still fight against the wind.

The roar turned into thunder, "Kill!"

The night is lonely, and the ghosts are silent.

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In the jungle in the distance, two little foxes looked in the direction of the ghost city.

Among them, the yellow fox complained, "He is even more evil than the evil spirit, and grandma asked us to help him at a critical time. What can we do to help him? Help the evildoer?"

He turned to look at the snow-white fox beside him, "Sister Bao, let's go back."

The white fox suddenly let out a chuckle, "It's interesting to ride under such a man."

The yellow fox couldn't help covering his face with his hands, and when it was over, Sister Bao turned black again.

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Lin Mosheng summoned a group of ghosts, leaned on Hei Biao carelessly, and sat on the open space in the middle of the ghost market, "I don't care about the previous rules."

"But now, Lin Mosheng is covering this ghost city, so I will set up two rules."

"First, the flesh and blood of living people cannot be sold."

"Second, fighting is prohibited in the ghost city."

The group of ghosts gave Lin Mosheng a sneaky look. The living person in front of them was powerful, so they decided to make a fool of themselves for the time being.

But they obviously don't want to abide by the rules set by Lin Mosheng.

The ghost market sells the flesh and blood of living people, and even Mazu Temple can't ban it, so they don't believe that Lin Mosheng can ban it.

Lin Mosheng glanced around at the ghosts in front of him and understood what they were thinking, but this kind of thing really cannot be changed overnight, he just set a rule for now.

As for whether they want to abide by their own rules, they have to ask the knife in their hands whether they agree.

There is a saying in modern times that justice without power is just a fig leaf for hypocrisy.

But power alone is not enough.

Man is born wise, so he cannot be punished without teaching.

Lin Mosheng waved his hand, "If you understand, go down."

Surrounded by Yin soldiers, the group of ghosts dared not speak out, but finally bowed their hands to Lin Mosheng, turned into streaks of Yin wind, and disappeared into the night.

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Pairs of prying ghost eyes in the distance also saw this scene.

The red-haired ghost king stopped a ghost, and when the other party saw that it was the red-haired ghost king, he immediately knelt down on the ground, "Lord red-haired, you must decide for us."

"A ruthless person came to the ghost market on Yinyang Road tonight and broke the rules. For some reason, Master Yinyang didn't show up..."

Before it finished speaking, Chifa snorted coldly, "Yin Yang? I'm afraid he won't be able to come again!"

Can't come?

The ghost's expression changed a few times, as it reminded him of the faint sounds of killing and thunder coming from the first half of the night tonight.

Immediately understood.

But before he could ask further, the red-haired ghost king asked, "Let me ask you, is the living person you saw today seriously injured? Didn't you all unite to resist?"

Guimei thought for a while, and smiled wryly, "The other party is so arrogant, and there are hundreds of Yin soldiers behind him, who killed the green-faced ghost with a single knife, how dare we try it?"

"waste!"

The red-haired ghost king roared angrily, not knowing whether it was the Yin-Yang ghost king or the ghost in front of him.

He hesitated for a moment, and at this time the military adviser next to him said, "My lord Ghost King, as the sky is about to brighten, we'd better withdraw our troops first and make a long-term plan."

The red-haired ghost king nodded helplessly. This is the shortcoming of Yinhun.

In the Yin-Yang Ghost City, the faint light of the morning sun in the distance turned the sky a light fish-belly color, and Luang Po led the Yin soldiers back to the old lair on Yin-Yang Road, and there are still many things to deal with.

Lin Mosheng rubbed Suphan's head and straightened her hair, "It's time to go back."

But Supan grabbed Lin Mosheng's hand, like a chick, happily pecked Lin Mosheng's face, "No, I want to watch the sunrise with you."

"Watching the sunrise?" Lin Mosheng pinched Suphan's cheek, "What's going on in your little head? It'll be the same after you become a fairy."

"Wait, you won't already?"

Suphan stood up suddenly, and without waiting for Lin Mosheng to refuse, he said with a smile, "Sir, I haven't danced for you yet."

She still remembered Lin Mosheng's reluctance to see the fox dancer a few days ago.

Before Lin Mosheng could refuse, Suphan jumped up on his own.

Under the yellow sky above and below, there are beautiful figures dancing lightly.

As graceful as a frightened bird, graceful as a wandering dragon, Rongyao Qiuju, Huamao Chunsong.

It is as if the moon is covered by the light clouds, and it is like the snow covered by the flowing wind.

As the sun rises, thousands of golden lights shine on Suphan’s transparent and white skin. The Buddha and Yin virtues of gold and silver are intertwined to form blood vessels in the skin. heart.

At this moment, she was no longer a little ghost guarding her husband in the moonlit night, but a god, a city god who could accompany her man to watch the sunrise.

　I wish everyone a happy family reunion and a happy New Year's Day!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)