Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 94 The Plan of the Jiuju School (4000)

Sham Shui Po Police Station.

This place used to be a concentration camp during the Japanese occupation, where an unknown number of innocent soldiers and civilians were massacred.

Then the Neon was defeated, and the Japanese invaders in the concentration camp were also wiped out here.

The Hong Kong Metropolitan Government built a police station here in order to suppress the Japanese invaders and ghosts who could never be reincarnated.

If No. 10 Boulevard is a haunted house, then this is the real hell.

Hungry Ghost Festival is approaching.

According to the director's instructions, police officer Kim McKee went to Fengshui Street to buy some paper figurines and paper money.

As soon as he left the gate of the police station, he saw a fat monk in yellow sitting cross-legged at the gate of the police station, chanting sutras.

Kim McKee couldn't help complaining, "Damn, poor ghosts like us who can't afford a house, you also come to beg for alms, is there a mistake?"

However, his childhood habit made him go forward, took out 10 Hong Kong dollars from his bag, handed it to the monk, pointed to the police station behind him and said.

"Master, Sham Shui Po is famous for its lack of oil and water. You need to go to Central or Victoria Peak for alms. I hope you will get a lot of money today."

The wise monk opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Donor, I'm here to find someone."

"Looking for someone?" Kim McKee asked curiously, "Who are you looking for?"

"Lin Mosheng."

"Wan Chai Gunner?"

"Correct."

Of course, Kim McKee has heard of Lin Mosheng, "Then you should go to the Wan Chai Police Station to find him. This is the Sham Shui Po Police Station."

He pointed to the house number behind him, suspecting that the monk was a little demented.

The wise monk was also a little puzzled. He naturally knew that he was going to the Wanchai Police Station, but when he went down the mountain today, his uncle Liao Kong asked him to come to Sham Shui Po to find Lin Mosheng.

He is naturally convinced of the magical powers of the master uncle, otherwise the Buddhist ancestral court would not have allowed the master uncle to guard the Great Buddha of the Temple of Heaven and the relics of the Buddha, one of the five Buddhas of the five directions.

It's just that because of the important task of guarding, Monk Liaokong couldn't leave Baolian Temple for a moment.

The wise monk thought for a while, maybe he should go to the Wanchai Police Station to have a look, in case the master uncle is demented.

After thinking it over, the wise monk stood up and picked up the 10 yuan note, which was just enough for him to take the bus.

However, since good causes have been formed, there will naturally be good fruits. The wise monk seriously reminded, "Sir, you have suffered a bloody disaster recently, so be careful of the woman in red."

Kim McGee frowned, and said impatiently, "No way, do you really want to attack me, a poor guy like me?"

He has heard this kind of quack jargon a lot.

Of the ten Fengshui masters in Hong Kong, nine of them have this opening statement.

The wise monk shook his head helplessly, strode away, and sang loudly,

"It's not that monks don't cross the world, it's that the world doesn't cross themselves."

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Kim McGee was driving a police car, humming a little song, and headed to Fengshui Street.

On the road, a gust of wind and sand rolled up, and the sky and the earth were gray for a while. Kim McKee hurriedly slowed down and turned on the emergency lights.

Strange to say, the wind and sand came and went abruptly.

When the wind and sand dissipated, Kim McKee happened to see a paper-making shop at the intersection, so he stopped the car.

"Sir, come to buy paper money."

A handsome young man came out and said respectfully.

Kim McKee nodded, "How do you sell your paper money?"

The young man said with a smile, "Absolutely no deceit. The opening of the store today is a big reward. Sir, if you buy paper money, you will get two paper figurines."

After all, he pulled two paper figurines.

Jin McGee glanced at the two paper figurines, they were lifelike, dressed in red and green, with low eyebrows, "Boss, your paper figurines are so finely made, aren't you afraid of losing money?"

The young man said seriously, "In business, there are naturally losses and gains."

Kim McKee nodded, the boss knows how to do business, "Give me five paper money, and four paper figurines."

"Good."

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In the western suburbs of the port city, a villa with a large area stands.

The gate of the manor was closed tightly, and two huge stone pillars stood up, forming a shadow, almost blocking the sunlight from entering the manor.

The inside of the villa is cold and dark, and the interior decoration is neon style.

On the tatami floor of the main living room, sat an extremely coquettish woman, holding a blooming chrysanthemum in one hand, and teasing the white cat with the other.

Of course Michiko knows that this villa is very likely to be found, even if Lin Mosheng and Feng Lao Si don't find them, she will not let them go!
Thinking of the dead guard, the fierceness and sadness in Michiko's eyes flashed away.

Their Jiuju faction can be considered a famous family in Nihong.

She, a master of Taoism, was sent to Hong Kong by the master's sect, not just to sell a few catties of prohibited drugs.

The little money she earned from selling illegal drugs was not enough for her to do a few rituals for the Neon Company at will.

These days, there is nothing more profitable than selling some banned drugs, and only the most incompetent young and Dangerous do it.

But the opponent's master of Taoism is really powerful.

After the last fight, Michiko already had a general understanding of Feng Lao Si's strength.

In the past two days, she didn't do anything, but prepared a killer move.

This time, if you lead the king into the urn, you will definitely take down Feng Laosi and Lin Mosheng, and avenge the soldiers and guards!
Suddenly, there was a flash of light and shadow behind the screen, and a handsome and coquettish man appeared. He was wearing a white hunting suit, and his complexion was even fairer than Michiko's.

It was the owner of the feng shui shop who had just sold it to the Jinmaiji paper figurine.

Michiko quickly lowered her head, "Brother."

Kaga said in a cold voice, "You are such a waste. This time saving Miyake is related to the cooperation between my Jiujuyi faction and the Miyake family. You actually want me to finish it!"

Michiko clenched her palms tightly. The reason why she traded with Huafeng was to take advantage of the society's top snake.

Unknowingly, the suppressed Colonel Miyake was rescued unknowingly, but it was a pity that he was destroyed by Lin Mosheng before it even started.

And she also thought that she did not have the strength to take down Feng Lao Si, so she hurriedly asked for support from the sect.

Kaga glanced greedily at Michiko's graceful body, but didn't really get angry, "I heard that your little lover died?"

Michiko scratched her nails into the flesh, and looked at Kaga with angry eyes, "As long as senior brother helps me avenge, Michiko is willing to ask for anything."

Kaga laughed, and then asked earnestly, "By the way, you said that someone with a high level of Taoism made the move. How strong is he? Does he know our purpose?"

Michiko replied seriously, "Last time I fought against him, he was slightly better than me.

Of course, this is not on the premise of using the last resort. They are not good at fighting to the death. "

"As for our plan, he can't know, because I didn't have time to implement it at all."

Michiko told the truth that she was almost [-]-[-] when she met Feng Laosi who had no magic weapon and talisman.

But their Jiuju faction has a secret method that can greatly increase their strength in a short period of time.

But in that case, people will become different, ghosts will not be ghosts, so it will not be used until the last moment.

This time, just to be on the safe side, she also invited Kahe, a senior brother who is stronger than herself, from China.

With the two of us working together, we should be able to secure victory!
This wave is stable!

Onmyoji Kaga nodded, "It just so happens that my magic weapon lacks a powerful cultivator's soul."

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In a few days, although Feng Laosi taught Lin Mosheng [Huang Ting's thoughts on body and spirit], the secret language was complicated and there were many taboos in practice.

There are also a lot of Taoist classics that need to be read, and these cannot be solved by cheating.

So even with Lin Mosheng's intelligence and physique, there is no way to get started for the time being.

Without getting started, naturally his talent would not be useful.

However, during his practice, he discovered a small thing.

That is, when I use the precious martial arts essence and blood in my heart orifice to conceive and nourish my innate qi, I can speed up the process of conceiving and nurturing my innate qi.

Lin Mosheng naturally asked his master Feng Laosi.

Feng Lao Sidi's answer was also very direct. Since the Jedi Tiantong, the world's inspiration has become increasingly cut off.

Basically, at the beginning of their practice, famous sects will let their disciples practice martial arts. Apart from having a good body, they will use the essence and blood of martial arts to speed up their practice.

Of course there are pros and cons to this.

The advantage is naturally that it can quickly conceive and raise the innate qi.

But one disadvantage is that martial arts essence and blood support the innate energy, and martial arts cultivation will stagnate, and there is no free lunch in the world.

Of course, people who practice Taoism don't care about their own martial arts strength.

After all, everyone can cultivate immortals, who would practice martial arts hard.

Lin Mosheng also reacted at this time.

With the talent of the master, he captured the heart ape and the mind horse, but he didn't hold the alchemy to transform into a realm, so he should use his martial arts essence and blood to support the innate qi.

But for me, this is not a problem.

As long as the good deeds are sufficient, one's own martial arts essence and blood will be endless.

Now the bottleneck in Lin Mosheng's martial arts is how to catch Yima. After the last battle with Gan Zitai, he has already understood something.

But in just ten days, coupled with the delay in cultivating Taoism, he failed to really catch Yima.

No wonder Liu Zhanhua said at the time that most of the three practitioners were doing nothing.

Human energy really has a limit.

There is a certain amount of relaxation in practice. After practicing quietly for a period of time, Lin Mosheng felt that the hidden wounds on his body were almost healed.

Of course, this also needs to be nursed back to Master Feng Lao Si with various secret recipes.

In the afternoon, the sun is shining.

Lin Mosheng remembered that he hadn't been with his girlfriend Ye Guhong for a long time, and it just so happened that Master Feng Laosi wanted to draw a few blue talismans carefully to prepare for a big battle.

Stephen Zhou's Peeing Beef Ball shop opened with great fanfare, and he even sent himself an invitation.

The God of Cookery treats guests, even if he is thinking about his future job, he has to support the real Kitchen God.

The God of Cookery, also known as Kitchen God.

The full name is Jiutian Dongchu Simingzao Wangfujun.

Opened a mansion and built a government office in Tianting, and became a prince of one party.

Your family does not need to worship Guan Gong, but every year and festival, there will be a sacrifice to the Kitchen God.

It can be seen that this god is powerful.

In charge of countless people's fireworks in the world, even a cook should not be underestimated.

Knowing the strength of Zao Jun, Lin Mosheng was even more curious about why Zao Jun was demoted to go through calamities, and why Guanyin came to welcome him.

There seems to be a great secret in it.

Stephen Chow's Peeing Beef Ball shop opened in a small alley in West Kowloon.

The people here are full of smoke, the noise is one after another, the high and low sects are connected into a line, like swimming colorful eels, showing a different kind of vitality in the smoky and black market mire.

Ye Guhong excitedly took Lin Mosheng's hand, and stared dumbfounded at the long queue at the door.

What shocked her even more was the huge banner.

On the banner, Lin Mosheng was wearing a police uniform, showing his white teeth, but the gun in his hand was replaced by a slick beef ball.

The bottom is accompanied by a large red font.

Madden!

Pissing cow balls will make you as fierce as a Wanchai gunslinger, and you can do ten in one night!

Lin Mosheng's head was full of black lines, and he really wanted to give it a hand last time, so he brought Stephen Zhou's pissing cow pills in the report, but he didn't expect the other party to hit him with a stick.

He walked up with a gloomy face, and saw Stephen Zhou who was packing the cart, and he picked up his collar directly.

Even if you are Zao Jun, I will beat you up or down today.

Seeing Lin Mosheng lift Stephen Zhou up, the turkey next to him who was hammering beef balls immediately stood up, and spit out his buck teeth, "What are you doing?!"

The younger brothers around also gathered around, "Finding faults?"

Stephen Zhou saw clearly the person who lifted him up, and immediately stopped the younger brothers around him.

Just kidding, although they are good at fighting turkeys, they probably aren't enough to kill them with two knives.

He grabbed Lin Mosheng's right hand, "Lin sir, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Thanks to Mr. Lin's suggestion, my small shop was able to open."

Lin Mosheng laughed angrily, "You still know that I will remind you."

He pointed to the huge banner, "Is this how you repay me?"

Stephen Zhou suddenly asked loudly, "Could it be that Sir Lin is weak because he didn't eat my peeing beef balls recently, so he can't kill ten gangsters in one night?"

Stephen Zhou's voice was so loud that it instantly overwhelmed the surrounding noise.

The customers who were queuing up to eat the beef balls stopped whispering and looked at Lin Mosheng with strange eyes.

Ya sparrow was silent for a moment.

You, Stephen Chow, have the guts!
Lin Mosheng put down Stephen Zhou with a smile, patted his shoulder with his right hand, and secretly pinched the chair with his left hand, creaking.

Then he said to the surrounding customers, "Don't worry, everyone, with me, Lin Mosheng, I will definitely not let the criminals get away with it."

Stephen put his arms around Lin Mosheng's shoulders familiarly, "Look, everyone, Sir Lin is so powerful because he ate my pissing cow balls!"

He pointed to the back of the chair next to him. The metal back had been deformed by Lin Mosheng.

The people around all exclaimed.

Stephen Zhou even laughed and said, "Pissing Beef Pills, men's gas stations, women's beauty salons, you can't buy them at a disadvantage, and you can't be fooled either!"

"I want two bowls!"

"I want five bowls!"

"Go away, I want a hundred tonight! Give me ten bowls!"

The crowd was surging like a tide, pushing Lin Mosheng and Stephen Zhou aside.

At this moment, Stephen Zhou said in a flattering voice, "Sir Lin, why don't you just eat."

Lin Mosheng took a deep breath, because of this incident, he really didn't know what to do with the reincarnation of Zao Jun.

So he said viciously, "Plus last time, you owe me two favors!"

Stephen Zhou was taken aback for a moment, he didn't understand why Lin Mosheng was looking for a little guy like himself to ask for favors.

However, he was still willing to exchange Lin Mosheng's endorsement with a cheap favor, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

After a temporary balance, Lin Mosheng looked curiously at Stephen Zhou's trolley and asked, "Your business is so good, why are you still selling it?"

Stephen Zhou suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Even if the business is good, it's just a diner from one place."

"Last time, Sir Lin made a point, and I suddenly realized that I didn't really understand the 'food' in Hong Kong, so I pushed the cart out at night, on the one hand, to promote peeing beef balls, and to surprise customers who didn't queue up. On the other hand, eat other diets and find your own shortcomings."

"These days, I also realized one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Eating, regardless of high or low, cannot be separated from the masses, and cannot be separated from the eating habits of a place."

Lin Mosheng took a serious look at Stephen Zhou, "It seems that you will really become a good cook, but you are still a bit short of becoming the God of Cookery."

Stephen Zhou asked curiously, "A little short?"

He had a premonition that what Lin Mosheng said next was very important.

Lin Mosheng grinned and said, "That's right, your dishes won't even shine, what kind of food is it?"

Glow?

Stephen had question marks on his face on Monday.

How could the dish possibly shine?
Do you want to add some fluorescent agent?
(End of this chapter)