Lin Xucheng had a gloomy face and walked into the villa.

Xiaolan is pulling the temporary horizontal bar in the yard to do pull-ups: "Master, Uncle is here!" ”

She simply fell to the ground and patted the dust off her hands.

Lin Zhengying walked out with his hands behind his back and looked at Lin Xucheng, who had a gloomy face and anger: "Ah Cheng, is there something?" ”

Who knew that Lin Xucheng didn't answer, so he walked straight to Lin Zhengying and suddenly raised his left hand.

Thunder filled.

"Five thunder palms?"

Lin Zhengying was startled, and quickly retreated on tiptoe, narrowly avoiding the five thunder palms.

However, another right hook cut him off.

Follow the sound of "knock" on the ground.

Lin Zhengying was like a broken sack, hanging and smashing to the ground, and then motionless.

"Such a strong body" Lin Xucheng, who was possessed by the ghost, raised his fist, and then looked at Lin Zhengying, who was lying motionless on the ground: "Stinky Daoist, you are not my opponent!" ”

With a left thunder palm and a right fist, he attacked Lin Zhengying on the ground with both prongs!

Thorny ......

At the critical moment, Lin Zhengying's hands pressed to the ground and his body rushed out like a slippery snake.

"Boom!"

The fist slammed into the floor.

"Shhhh

No matter how hard Lin Xucheng's fists were, it was impossible to compete with the marble floor.

"Does it hurt?" Lin Zhengying didn't know when he had jumped high.

In the air, he twisted his waist and threw his right leg, and his right foot hooked up with a popping sound.

"Smack-" It was like a whip bursting in the air.

The instep was precisely thrown on Lin Xucheng's neck.

Under the pressure of his whole body strength, Lin Xucheng immediately split his legs and lowered his upper body.

But that's about it!

He actually relied on the toughness of his body to support Lin Zhengying's whip legs!

"Hahahaha! What a great body! Lin Xucheng laughed wildly, and smashed his right hand into Lin Zhengying's wide open crotch.

"Hiss" Lin Zhengying took a sharp breath of cool air, kicked his left foot on Lin Xucheng's chest, and narrowly avoided the punch of the severed grandson.

"I'd like to see what you're all about!"

Lin Zhengying tapped between his eyebrows with his left hand, and clasped the Dharma seal with his right hand.

"Master, uncle, what are you ......" The five apprentices quickly leaned over when they heard the movement.

"Stay away, he's not your uncle!" Lin Zhengying's eyes flashed with a mysterious light: "Possessed by a ghost? It's you! ”

The soul does not match the body, and after Lin Zhengying opened his eyes, he could definitely see a big belly sticking out.

The monk mage who was supposed to be shot and killed by the Dutch had turned into a demon at this time, and even snatched Lin Xucheng's body!

"Master, what should we do?"

"You come over and entangle him first, and I'll summon Ah Cheng's soul back!" Lin Zhengying suddenly let go of his hand and rubbed his left black panda eye vigorously.

With Lin Xucheng's bear-like strength, ordinary people may be beaten to death with a punch, and even Lin Zhengying felt dizzy for a while.

"He? I'm afraid I'm gone now," the monk laughed triumphantly.

For cultivators, at the beginning of cultivation, the source of mana is above the physical body.

He still remembered that Lin Xucheng's soul that was squeezed out was empty and unreal, obviously his soul was extremely weak, and there was a risk that his soul would fly away at any time.

There were two more ghosts watching, and they must have been completely turned into ashes after being cleaned up by Yitong.

"How's my body doing?"

Lin Xucheng's voice came violently.

"It's you!" The monk turned around and looked at the ghost that appeared at the door of the living room.

"It's me." Lin Xucheng, who was wiping the lipstick marks on his face, had already rushed over.

"Senior Brother......

Lin Xucheng turned his head to look at Lin Zhengying, but suddenly paused.

Lin Zhengying's left eye is blue, her eyelids are swollen and she can't see clearly, and her appearance is really funny.

"Wait for me to cast a spell, and you will snatch back your body! Is Maoshan jade worn? ”

"It's always around my neck!"

"Good!" Lin Zhengying clasped his hands together and turned the lion mark inside.

The Xuanhuang magic light lit up between his fingers, and the magic light circled twice in the air as if he had his own consciousness, piercing into the chest of "Lin Xucheng" in front of him, and connecting with the Maoshan jade pendant he wore on his chest.

Maoshan jade pendant is like a prism that disperses the light source, quickly dispersing the Xuanhuang light into hundreds of thin lines, and the lines are suddenly tightened, tying up "Lin Xucheng".

Lin Zhengying stepped forward and stepped on the bucket.

"Aaron, open the altar and set up a formation!"

"Oh"

Senior Brother Ah Long reacted and immediately commanded the junior disciples to move.

A table with a yellow cloth in the study was brought out,

On it is:

Slap big incense burner, clean yellow paper, famous incense.

Several other people gathered around, some with scissors, some with hands, making paper figures.

"Okay, no? Hurry up! Lin Zhengying was sweating.

The mana of the monk demon combined with the strength of Lin Xucheng's physical body made Lin Zhengying feel that he was not subduing a person, but fighting against a wild bear for strength.

"Master, what kind of formation?" Xiaolan pinched the paper figure and asked.

"Whatever you want, trap him first, I can't hold on!"

"Nine Palaces Bagua Array," Senior Brother couldn't hold back.

"I don't know, otherwise it's the Seven Star Array?"

"Uncle Shi, what kind of formation should we put up?" The five people turned their heads to look at Lin Xucheng, who had only his soul left.

Lin Xucheng was a little embarrassed: "I don't study formations, and I don't understand any formations." ”

"You stinky boys, hurry up!" Lin Zhengying's voice was hoarse.

"Hah!!"

With a burst of shouts, "Lin Xucheng" had already broken free, but he did not attack Lin Zhengying at the first time, but turned his head to kill Lin Xucheng, who had been standing behind him.

The left hand is close to the thunder palm, and the blue light is released.

Lin Xu Cheng flashed violently and disappeared in place: "You have been a ghost yourself, have you forgotten what a ghost will be?" ”

When he reappeared, he was already hiding behind Lin Zhengying.

"Ah Cheng, do you have any weaknesses in yourself, now this guy has robbed your body like a bull who has gone crazy, you must stop him quickly!"

"Weakness ......"

Lin Xucheng recalled that his body exercised "all year round", and almost all positions were filled with muscles, and there was no cover door.

"Waist!"

"Waist?"

"Yes, hit him in the waist!" Lin Xucheng nodded very seriously.

Lin Xucheng's shouting voice was very loud, not only was it heard by Lin Zhengying, but also by the five teachers and nephews and the monks and demons who occupied Lin Xucheng's body.

"Waist?" The monk demon turned from attack to defense, his hands hung down at his waist, and his head quickly turned to watch and guard the surroundings to avoid being suddenly attacked.

Lin Xucheng ordered: "Five of you, go up together and hit his waist!" ”

"Yes! Teacher! The five apprentices were overjoyed when they heard Lin Xucheng's weakness, this was an opportunity to beat up the uncle, of course they couldn't let go casually.

They were like nimble little monkeys, quickly rushing towards "Lin Xucheng".

Random punches came, focusing on his waist.

And "Lin Xucheng", who was possessed by the monk's evil spirit, was besieged by five people because he was worried about his "weakness", but he didn't dare to fight back, so he could only parry and resist, and he was trapped for a while.

Lin Zhengying seemed to remember something, and turned his head to look at Lin Xucheng.

I saw him nod at himself.

"That's a lot of thought!" Lin Zhengying fully understood what Lin Xucheng meant.

He quickly pinched the recipe, and there were words in his mouth.

And in front, "Lin Xucheng", who had been besieged for three minutes, failed to parry and was hit in the waist with a punch.

"It's so hard, Uncle Shi, is your body made of iron?"

"Why is it useless to fight, didn't Uncle Shi say that the waist is a weakness?"

Syllable!

As he was talking, another nephew also hit "Lin Xucheng" in the waist.

"Lin Xucheng" didn't shake for a while, but the nephew who made the shot had already fallen to the ground holding his wrist and began to roll, screaming "whoops".

"The waist is not a weakness!"

Xiaolan reacted and shouted, and the same reaction was "Lin Xucheng", his arms were spread widely, as if the propeller of the helicopter had spun half a circle.

Several people besieging were immediately knocked into the air.

"Ahem...... Ah Long covered his chest and coughed: "Why has Uncle Shi's strength increased again, I remembered that he didn't have so much strength before."

As an opponent who had fought with Lin Xucheng, Ah Long still remembered Lin Xucheng's strength, strong, but it could never be so strong.

Others practice to increase mana, but Lin Xucheng has found that his cultivation is more about improving physical strength.

He didn't understand the reason before, but after the soul went out of body and saw the ghost, he had some understanding.

The flesh is strong in order to turn into strong chains to imprison the demons in the heart.

The monk mage had already broken free from the siege of five people and looked at Lin Zhengying.

At this time, Lin Zhengying's spell had also been cast.

"Ah Cheng, knock him out!"

Lin Zhengying bit his fingers, and the red blood stained with mana Xuanguang flew on the yellow paper.

Yellow paper was pasted on Lin Xucheng's chest.

"Bump!"

Lin Zhengying shouted.

Without Lin Zhengying's instructions, Lin Xucheng ran two steps into the sky and crashed into himself.

Bang!

However, he only hit half of it in.

Only half of the monk's body was knocked out.

"Master, what should I do?" The five apprentices, who had never seen such a scene before, asked blankly.

Lin Zhengying raised his hand and rubbed his left eye, and an inexplicable gaze flashed in his right eye.

"I'm here to help!"

He raised his hand and punched Lin Xucheng in the eye socket.

Bang!

"Whew~"

The pain hit, and Lin Xucheng and the monk demon screamed at the same time.

"Senior brother, is there a way to be gentle?"

"Yes, but it's too late! You control him! Lin Zhengying happily raised his fist and punched Lin Xucheng who was standing in front of him stupidly.

The fist with the pleasure of revenge is getting faster and faster, and the power is also fierce.

Two minutes later.

The monk demon was sent flying.

"Not coming, not coming!"

He shook his head and felt the position of his middle fist, and suddenly he stopped: "Huh? I don't hurt at all! ”

"Hey~Ah, second senior brother, is your strength too great?" Lin Xucheng fell to the ground.

The pain was all left in the body, and now that his soul is gone, he naturally has to bear the pain.

"Hey, what's wrong with my face?" Lin Xucheng touched the left side of his face suspiciously, he was anxious that Lin Zhengying didn't seem to have hit him in the face except for giving him a pair of panda eyes.

"Want to run?"

Lin Xucheng looked at the monk demon who turned over and wanted to run, and the Maoshan jade pendant in his right hand was pulled off, and he threw it violently!

The emerald green light streaked across the demon's back.

Boom - there was a muffled sound, and the monk demon was smashed to the ground.

"Uncle Shi, what are we going to do with this guy?"

"Of course it made him lose his soul!" Lin Xucheng turned his head to look at Lin Zhengying, who was rubbing his left eye, and nodded very approvingly when he heard Lin Xucheng's words.

He also wanted this bastard monk to be gone.

"Uncle Shi!" Xiaolan threw over a jar with great eyesight.

Po~ Pull the stopper.

Lin Xucheng gently drew a circle at the bottom of the jar with his right hand, and the mana was sucked out.

A storm also rolled up at the mouth of the altar.

"Close!"

The monk demon was powerless to struggle, and was sucked into the jar.

Pasting the yellow talisman, Lin Xucheng put this guy and the altar of the blue-headed ghost next to each other.

"What spell did you use to snatch back your body?"

From the altar came the unwilling inquiry of the monk and the evil ghost.

Lin Zhengying covered his left eye and said, "Top! ”

As if sensing Lin Xucheng's doubts, Lin Zhengying explained: "This trick is not like giving up, it just knocks out the soul of the person, but this body is yours, since there is no soul to move in, you can naturally go back." ”

"Senior brother, the two circles you hit me in the eye just now weren't for the sake of personal vendettas, right?"

"Ahem...... cough cough" Lin Zhengying seemed to be choked with saliva, coughed twice, stood with his hands in his hands, and said with the appearance of a master in the world: "How is it possible, the eyes are the windows of the soul, attacking his eyes to block his spiritual sense, naturally getting twice the result with half the effort." ”

"Really?"

Lin Xucheng was suspicious, he had already understood the degree of blackness of this senior brother's belly, and then looked at the black left eye of his left eye, and knew that the two punches just now were definitely inseparable from this.

"This monk is looking for revenge, I will concoct him for 7749 days, and then send him to the West Heavenly Bliss"

"Senior brother, he is not Buddhist" Lin Xucheng twitched the corners of his mouth.

"I know," Lin Zhengying replied calmly.

Lin Xucheng covered his chest with one hand and rubbed his left side of his face with the other, and even believed that Lin Zhengying was someone who should never be messed with.

"I'll go back first, maybe something will go wrong at the police station"

"Hmm" Lin Zhengying's interest was completely in the stall that trapped the monk and the evil ghost, and he had no intention of caring about Lin Xucheng's departure.

Not long after walking out of Lin Zhengying's house, a phone call came.

The Ministry of Transportation contacted him to pick up the car.

It's still Ah Le who called.

"How did this kid get mixed up with the Ministry of Transportation?"

He raised his hand to hail a taxi on the side of the road.

"Yau Ma Tei Police Station."

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Yau Ma Tei Police Station,

Various departments, noisy.

The noisy chatter is like having an annual meeting.

Squeak –

Lin Xucheng pushed open the office door.

A pair of eyes looked at him in unison.

The sound is also quiet.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xucheng felt the gaze and reached out to rub his cheeks in embarrassment.

Although his whole body was sore, he felt that his cheeks were obviously hot at this time.

"Enough! Brother-in-law! ”

Chen Bailong clenched his fists and made a gesture of cheering him on.

"Sir Lin, come on!" There are also female policemen who cheer for Lin Xucheng.

"Does it hurt?" Jin McKi leaned over to Lin Xucheng and looked at his red and swollen side face: "I remember that you didn't just get slapped once, why are your eyes also swollen?" ”

"Do you know who hit me?"

"Sir Lin, don't pretend to have amnesia" Meng Chao, who was inseparable from Jin McKee, said: "You are as young and promising as you, and you are another talent, you must be able to!" ”

Lin Xucheng listened in the clouds.

"It seems that the monk has done something terrible."

"Ah Cheng, come to the office" Chen Dawei stood outside the crowd and said to Lin Xucheng.

"Yes, sir"

He pushed the door open and walked into the office of the Senior Inspector.

Chen Dawei was already sitting behind his desk, looking at him with a serious face.

"You are still young, and it is normal to like the new and hate the old"

"What?"

"Yunyun is a good girl."

“……”

Lin Xu Cheng discussed: "Did you get caught?" ”

"I've known Inspector Hu for a long time, and I hope you don't hurt her, of course I won't talk too much about your feelings."

"You've Got Enough Mouths"

Lin Xucheng didn't dare to say anything.

But he got a very useful message: "My slap was madam nonsense? ”

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