Chapter 52 Going to the Countryside
It's true that fools are blessed.

He exchanged his IQ for a body that was envied by ghosts and gods. Not to mention the blue eyes of the god general Zhou Cang, even the old Buddhist monk wanted to take him into the temple as a protector.

"Your amulet, show me."

Meng Fan put away the sigh in his heart, and turned his attention to Dasha's neck.

"okay."

Without any hesitation, Dasha took off the amulet and said with a smile: "This is made of high-quality topaz. I asked an expert to identify it. It is quite valuable."

"Put it on the table. No need to hand it to me."

"Remember, this kind of blessed Buddha amulet should be touched by as few strangers as possible except for relatives and friends. It is said to have bad effects."

Meng Fan did not pay attention to the material, but paid attention to the patterns engraved on it.

In fact, the master also mentioned the Nanyang Buddha Amulet when he told the two brothers about heresies, such as head-dropping and Gu magic.

Of course, this is not an evil path. On the contrary, it guides people to do good. It is very effective in Nanyang and has a wide range of believers. Whether they are big business bosses or street vendors, they will go to temples to pray for one to come back.

"The Masked Buddha?"

"Yes, cover your face with your hands and sit cross-legged."

Looking at the patterns on the jade, Meng Fan nodded and thought to himself:

No problem, not some evil Buddha.

The Masked Buddha, also known as Paipida Buddha, is very famous in Nanyang. The master mentioned it specifically, saying that he can block things and things that are not good for the wearer from the body, so that they cannot enter the body and prevent dirty things from affecting the mind.

From this, you can guard against villains, prevent head-turning, and ward off evil spirits.

"It's a good thing. If you continue to wear it in the future, it can save lives at critical moments."

Meng Fan reminded: "But don't do bad things. After collecting protection fees for so many years, I don't know how many people you have offended, lowering your head and stabbing villains. If you don't restrain yourself and accumulate merit, I'm afraid this Buddha amulet will not work." ”

"Don't worry, sir."

Dasha patted his chest and promised: "I will obey the order and kill demons!"

Meng Fan looked at the dim sunlight outside the lattice window and said, "Very good, it's rare for you to have this awareness. In two hours, we will go out to work."

"Ah? So fast." Dasha was surprised.

It was so sudden that I had work to do just after I finished my guarantee...

"Don't worry, there's almost no danger. It's a good experience."

Meng Fan looked at Dasha's burly body thoughtfully and said, "Before setting off, I'll teach you a move and learn from it."

Taoism is naturally impossible to spread.

Besides, if there is no talisman, there will be no mana, and it will be useless for outsiders to learn it.

Therefore, what Meng Fan taught was the nameless body-building method.

It was taught by Zhou Cang, the commander of Dan Tian Fu Mo Bu, and originated from Guan Erye, so its power must be extraordinary.

As for whether the general will blame him, there is no need to worry. After all, Dasha is the person he has kissed. He is not talented enough and it is difficult to learn Taoism, so he can only take the path of training his body to pray to the gods.

When he settles down in the future and enshrines the second master and this divine general at home, he will go to the table to ask for his opinion. If General Zhou allows it, Meng Fan can also pass it on to his junior brother to give him an extra boost.

……

Eight o'clock in the morning.

The special service team is assembled.

There were 18 people in total, fully armed.

And he also brought a lot of explosives.

In addition, all the guys from the ghost catching team also joined in. They usually organize information and answer relevant alarm calls. They have been free for a long time and just went out for some activities.

Shotguns, high-explosive grenades, ropes soaked in chicken blood and cinnabar, and each person holds a yellow talisman.

In addition, junior brother Kim McGee is also back.

This trip to a New Territories villa to get rid of ghosts is considered a large-scale team-building activity. Although media reporters are not invited to participate, they themselves will videotape the entire process.Then, according to Inspector Meng's instructions, multiple edits were made, and the clips with his permission were played out to establish their reputation as a ghost-catching unit.

Office of the Inspector.

Meng Fan was completely convinced.

I am really not as good as Dasha because of my bones.

After practicing the exercise method taught by General Zhou, after only three movements for nearly 10 minutes, I felt out of breath, but Dasha was like a normal person. Apart from his stomach growling from hunger, there was no problem at all.

You know, he has already entered Taoism and his body has been nourished by magic power.

"Practice these three movements first, practice them consistently, and don't pass them on to others."

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Meng Fan picked up the gun placed next to his desk and said in a deep voice:
"You get in a car with me and buy something to eat on the way. We are going to the suburbs of the New Territories. According to the informant, there are haunted villas there."

"The guys who went to investigate also said that there were also rumors among surrounding villagers that the villa was haunted."

"it is good!"

Dasha practiced the inexplicable technique for half an hour and felt refreshed. He could kill a cow with one punch and became more confident.

In this way, a group of people set off in a mighty way.

The first brother from the police station stood on the top floor of the building, watching the convoy go away, and sighed:

"If this continues, I don't know how the social order will collapse."

"By the way, the Department of Justice is ready to say hello."

As he spoke, he looked to his side.

"Brother Yi, don't worry."

The adjutant replied in a deep voice: "That guy nicknamed Dasha will no longer be prosecuted, and his past criminal records will also be erased."

"Ah."

the other side.

Inside a Land Rover pickup.

Kim McGee, who was originally sitting in the passenger seat, was driving alone. He was replaced by Dasha, who was holding a huge portion of wonton noodles in his hands and devouring them.

"Sir, let's go to the countryside. How can we have lunch?"

"Ever since I started practicing that kind of body-building technique, I've eaten three bowls of wonton noodles in a row, and I still feel a little bit low in my stomach."

Meng Fan, who was driving, glanced to his side. Between the seats, on the central armrest, were two empty bowls. The bowl in Dasha's hand was about to reach its bottom.

"Don't worry, you won't be hungry. The worst thing you can do is have a meal with a fellow villager. Our department has enough funds, and I have to pick up a senior in the afternoon and try to get it done as soon as possible."

Dasha casually stacked the empty bowls together, patted his belly, and asked curiously: "Senior?"

"Which one?"

"Uncle Feng from Dongpingzhou Branch."

With nothing to do, Meng Fan simply told Dasha what happened to Jiuju's group.

boom!
There was the sound of slapping the back of the seat.

"This group of little devils are too deceitful. They dare to come to Hong Kong Island to kill people and raise walking corpses. We must destroy them!"

If this guy hadn't contacted Dongyang not long ago and used international channels to purchase precision counterfeit banknote electronic boards, Meng Fan would have really believed it.

However, he also heard that Dasha was really angry. After all, Jiuju's faction not only transported poison, but also killed people and raised corpses on this land.

The times have changed.

It is no longer the era of being bullied by others a few decades ago. This group of devils has come back and committed evil deeds again. Anyone who is bloody and a man will have the idea of ​​​​exterminating Jiuju's faction.

"Let's go together then. You've been practicing more boxing and kicking recently, and you can show off the momentum you had when you beat the boy with the club's gold medal."

If Meng Fan remembered correctly, the sorceress from the Jiuju faction had a master who was good at boxing and kicking and could ignore Taoism.

(End of this chapter)

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