Chapter 85
To show respect, Lin Mosheng personally took the ferry to Dongpingzhou to invite Uncle Feng.

As the Hungry Ghost Festival approaches on July [-]th, incense is being burned everywhere for the dead relatives.

According to the custom, generally everyone will burn an extra pile of money paper at the intersection, donate to the lonely ghosts around, and accumulate Yin virtue.

The pale white moonlight shone on the bluestone slab, and the incense ash with sparks swirled one after another. Although Lin Mosheng did not open his yin and yang eyes, he could still keenly perceive the gathering of ghosts around him.

According to the address, Lin Mosheng just walked to the intersection when he saw an old lady accidentally extinguish the burning incense.

call!
The lonely ghosts who were enjoying the power of incense suddenly became irritable.

They are usually not worshiped by anyone, and they finally had a full meal on the Hungry Ghost Festival, and their jobs were overturned, and anyone would be furious.

The dark wind howled, rolled up the ashes of the paper money, and was about to condense into a human figure in mid-air.

The old lady was trembling with fright.

Just when Lin Mosheng was about to step forward to help, a middle-aged man in police uniform walked out from the back room.

He is not tall, has a pair of sword eyebrows, and the most impressive thing is a pair of moves, clear and firm, as if just looking at him can make people calm down.

Uncle Feng.

Lin Mosheng instantly confirmed the identity of the policeman in front of him.

After Feng Laosi came out, he first appeased the old lady who had fallen, and then took out talisman paper, wine, bowls, chopsticks, and set up a Yinqiao Liushui Bureau.

Use a talisman to replace the person, and cast a spell to make amends to the ghost for the old lady.

Lin Mosheng watched with relish. If it was him, he would certainly be reckless when he encountered such a thing, but it's really interesting that Uncle Feng is willing to apologize and thank him with such a high level of morality.

After Uncle Youfeng apologized, the angry ghosts naturally subsided, and the paper money that had been extinguished was rekindled.

A pretty young girl around the age heard the voice, and also came out from the back room, carefully supporting the old lady.

Feng Laosi naturally noticed Lin Mosheng. After casting the spell, he stood up and looked at Lin Mosheng, pretending not to know him, and asked, "Who are you? Who are you looking for?"

Lin Mosheng chuckled in his heart, he really deserved to be cold-mouthed and hard-hearted.

Uncle Feng pretended not to know him, but he didn't want to let himself know that he owed a favor.

He walked forward with a smile, clasped his fists seriously, and said, "Boy Lin Mosheng, I met Senior Feng. Director Ma asked me to come here. Thank you for your kindness in protecting me last time."

Feng Laosi instantly understood that Ma Weiming had already said the matter, and muttered, "That guy Ma Weiming is really talkative."

Then he said casually, "Come in."

Just when a few people were about to go in, the old lady, who was already in shock, suddenly swept down a wooden board when she passed the brazier.

The wooden plank fell and extinguished the paper money in the brazier again.

Lin Mosheng couldn't help but cover his face. Sure enough, he wasn't afraid of a godly opponent, but his teammate Pig. What kind of people were around Uncle Feng.

The surrounding Yin wind suddenly roared and gathered, turning into a distorted human figure, eager to try, this time it seems that it can't be good.

In the dark night, under the eaves, at the corners, and in the gutter, pairs of peeping eyes looked over.

Maybe they don't dare to be arrogant at ordinary times, but if there are ghosts to kill, they will still take the opportunity to enjoy the hard-won living blood.

Feng Lao Si frowned, and just wanted to ask his niece to take the third wife to hide first.

I saw a palm, wrapped in the blood burning like a red sun, directly protruding into the dark wind at a terrifying speed.

Grab the distorted human form and force the ghost to appear, just like pinching a chicken.

Lin Mosheng showed his snow-white teeth and smiled at them, "Do you need me to apologize to you?"

The roaring ghost woke up in an instant, and screamed, "I am under the throne of the red-haired ghost of Dayu Island. It was the old woman who smashed the brazier first!"

It grabbed Lin Mosheng's arm vigorously, and its claws that could pierce flesh grabbed Lin Mosheng's hand. Not only did it leave no trace, but it was also burned by the hot blood.

Suffered, this time met a ruthless person.

Originally, it met the third wife who smashed the brazier twice, thinking it had an opportunity.

After all, ghosts harm people, and they don't want to be eradicated by Buddhist and Taoist masters.

Naturally, it needs to find some 'cause and effect' as an excuse. The matter of smashing the mid-year festival brazier can be big or small, and it naturally feels that the opportunity has come.

Lin Mosheng nodded, "The red-haired ghost king, yes, I remember."

Li Gui breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a sharp smile, "You know how powerful you are, so let me go!"

The next moment, the blood energy rose and turned into a tiger shape, like thunder.

boom.

Li Gui was directly caught and exploded by Lin Mosheng in mid-air, turning into wisps of Yin Qi and dissipating.

Lin Mosheng looked at the dark surroundings, and looked at the pairs of peeping eyes, "It's a kindness to give you food, don't be ignorant of good and evil, you must know the cycle of heaven, retribution is not good!"

His majestic voice echoed in the alley.

Pairs of peeping eyes retracted, and the night was bright and clear for a while.

The niece next to Feng Laosi saw such a heroic and majestic Lin Mosheng, her eyes almost turned into the shape of love.

Even uncle isn't that good at drinking away the group of ghosts, right?
Seeing this scene, Feng Lao Si sighed, "It's not a sin to die, and it can still be sealed and taught. It's not easy for lonely ghosts."

Lin Mosheng shrugged and said, "You can't punish without teaching, but senior has already taught, but he still wants to make a fuss about this matter and take people's lives. Naturally, he should be punished. You must know that in troubled times, heavy codes must be used."

Fourth Feng wanted to say something, but his niece Alian immediately said, "Officer Lin is right!"

Feng Laosi glanced at his niece, and sighed silently, why didn't he think so at the beginning.

"I guess you haven't eaten yet, come in first and have a light meal together."

Dongpingzhou is located in a remote place, and there are two ferries every day. According to my own understanding, Uncle Feng has been guarding Dongpingzhou for 10 years, so that the newcomers of the Wanchai Police Station do not know Uncle Feng.

After the meal, A-Lian obediently served tea.

Lin Mosheng came to see Uncle Feng this time, not only to ask him to go back, but also to learn the Maoshan Fa.

But there is no rush on this matter.

He said to Feng Laosi, "Senior Feng, I have suffered some dark injuries in several fierce battles recently, can you help me take a look?"

Originally, he wanted to see a doctor in the practice world, but now that Uncle Feng was here, he naturally wouldn't look far away.

Feng Lao Si nodded. Since Lin Mosheng went to Thailand last time, he really hadn't seen this kid again. He didn't expect that he had caught Xin Yuan after not seeing him for a while.

This martial arts talent really aroused his curiosity.

"Hold out your hand, and I'll feel your pulse."

Lin Mosheng stretched out his palm and handed it to Feng Lao Si.

Since ancient times, Taoism and medicine have not been divided into families, and the medical skills of Taoist masters are naturally top-notch.

(End of this chapter)

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