05 Good and evil are opposed, and they fight for life
"Chief Lin!" After breaking the right method, Uncle Feng took the moonlight mirror and looked around, reflecting the environment around the other party, "Can you recognize where this is?" β
Officer Lin stared closely at the picture that appeared in front of him, and eliminated the landmarks of Xiangjiang one by one in his mind, and finally located it in the Bank of China Building.
"Recognized!"
"Then take the brothers and arrest them! Wait a minute! Fourth Uncle Feng took off the jade pendant on his chest and handed it to him, "Wear it respectfully and closely!" It protects you from accidents! Don't lose it, return it to me when you're done. β
Officer Lin had changed from a staunch atheist to a staunch theist at this time, and when he heard this, he took the jade pendant with both hands and wore it respectfully on his chest, looking less annoying.
At this time, Wang Zhuo had finished relieving the grievances of the unjust souls, and was holding a spell to quench their thirst, satisfy their stomachs, and relieve their pain.
Eye-to-eye contact with Officer Lin, Officer Lin said, "Chief Miao, come on." The tone was not ridiculous, but very sincere.
Wang Zhuo nodded at him, and watched him go downstairs, protected by a jade pendant, and no ghost dared to approach him again.
The fourth uncle of the wind who won the battle here joined the ranks of Chaodu, and his speed doubled.
It wasn't until four Yin cha more than three meters high that Uncle Feng ate the hearth soil that had been prepared for a long time, and after bargaining with them for a long time, Yin Cha took these lonely souls and wild ghosts to the nether realm.
"Ahem......" Fourth Uncle Feng suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was a little pale.
Wang Zhuo hurriedly supported him: "Master, how are you?" β
Fourth Uncle Feng said: "I was hurt by their curse, and I am afraid that I will not be able to fight again." And ......," he looked at the few magic weapons on the altar, "Michiko is not dead, most of them are coming this way, and it will be up to you next." β
Wang Zhuo said: "With the Shangqing Treasure Mirror pressing array, I'm not afraid." β
Fourth Uncle Feng shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. Why do you think I've kept the mirror at the police station for so many years? It was to use the righteous qi of the police station to fill it with dragon qi, and in order to defeat those two warlocks, the dragon qi of the treasure mirror had been consumed. β
Wang Zhuo was dumbfounded, there are not many guys who can use it on the altar, the only copper bell and a money sword.
The copper bell can be used to drive away ghosts and corpses, but the method of fighting with people is basically useless.
Could it be that you rely on a money sword fixed with a red rope to fight the opponent?
Fourth Uncle Feng said: "Don't be discouraged, evil can never prevail over good." Although Michiko's spells are powerful, her mana is inferior to yours, and you can be invincible with the Divine Spell Protector. All you need is a surprise move. β
"Killer moves?"
"Not bad."
Under the guidance of Fourth Uncle Feng's gaze, Wang Zhuo looked at the money sword on the altar.
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Under the apartment building, Michiko, dressed in black, gave Fujita a look, and Fujita just walked into the building and took the elevator directly to the rooftop.
Michiko stretched out four hemp ropes from her back, and like a spider, climbed up the wall of the building.
Wang Zhuo was practicing spells, when suddenly there was a knock on the iron door at the staircase on the rooftop.
Fourth Uncle Feng said: "So polite, it must be Japanese!" They're coming! β
A tall man in a coquettish sequined suit walked in, his face still wearing the most popular high-gloss pink of the moment.
Obviously, his appearance and temperament are extremely powerful, but he is painted with women's makeup, which looks very weird.
"It's you two stinky Taoist priests who offended Miss Michiko." Fujita Tsuyoshi squeezed out a smile and pulled out a katana from his waist, "I'm not a member of the spirit world, your spells are useless to me." I'm going to cut you to pieces with one slash. β
Bang!
Fujita's eyes widened, and he collapsed on his back with a bloody hole in his forehead.
Wang Zhuo held up the point: "If you take a knife, you dare to cut the errand guy, have you Japanese always been so brave?" β
At this time, Wang Zhuo's spiritual sense felt a killing intent coming from the back of his head, and he hurriedly pulled the fourth uncle of the wind to pounce on the spot.
A thin hemp rope tied to kunai ran over him and thuded into the floor.
Fourth Uncle Feng fell to the ground with a cramp in his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.
"Master, you go downstairs to recuperate first, and I'll deal with it here!"
"Be careful."
Wang Zhuo covered the fourth uncle of the wind and ran towards the stairs, and two more hemp ropes came out of their blind spots.
However, Wang Zhuo's spiritual sense is extremely high, and he reacted and grabbed one with one hand before being caught by the hemp rope.
The white light flashed, and smoke rose from the hemp rope in the palm of his hand, like a living insect and snake encountering flames, violently struggling and twisting.
"You have the golden light spell on you, and her magic can't hurt you. Beware of sharp weapons! Fourth Uncle Feng gave a final order before going downstairs.
"Hmm!" Wang Zhuo nodded heavily, closed the iron door, and turned to look at the rooftop, his spiritual sense had already told him where the killing intent came from.
Michiko stood on the edge of the wall and said coldly: "I didn't expect that there would be two masters in the little police station. β
Wang Zhuo said: "It's better to surrender." After a few years in prison, you can find an old grandfather to marry and open a commissary to live. β
The first time he fought with someone, Wang Zhuo didn't know the bottom of his heart. is mainly shown in the movie, and the other party's various spells emerge in an endless stream, which is much more than the four Uncle Feng's routines that rely on magic weapons to fight.
Although I learned a lot of spells, because I didn't receive them, I couldn't use many spells to dispatch ghosts and gods.
The only thing I am most familiar with now is this set of golden light spells that mobilize the protection of the gods in my body.
Michiko's gaze swept over Tsuyoshi Fujita's corpse, and the killing intent became more and more intense, no longer talking nonsense, and casting spells.
Layers of black curtains appeared out of thin air, shielding all sides, forming a curtain and surrounding Wang Zhuo in the middle.
Michiko rubbed her fingers, conjured a chrysanthemum, and with a gentle blow, the petals flew down into the curtain, turning into dozens of poisonous snakes and biting Wang Zhuo.
Being bitten by dozens of poisonous snakes, Wang Zhuo subconsciously felt a burst of horror, but the pain that followed did not appear, making him feel a trace of strangeness.
He reached out and tore off a snake on his body, and saw that the snake was lifelike with its fangs, but there was no wound at the place where it bited.
Big Change?
No way! It was all hidden in advance by the tricksters!
There is only one explanation! Hallucination!
Thinking of this, Wang Zhuo trembled, and the poisonous snake fell to the ground, turning into golden petals.
Michiko frowned, Jiuju's invincible illusion was ineffective, so she could only choose to use her mental power and physical skills to fight the other party.
It turns out that this illusion will control the five senses of the recipient, so that the other party really thinks that he has been bitten to death by a poisonous snake, but in fact, he is scared to death.
But Wang Zhuo was blessed with a golden light spell, and the illusion could not make him feel pain.
In addition, he was sensitive, and he broke the illusion because of this flaw in the first place.
Michiko sealed again, but Wang Zhuo didn't give her a chance, and raised his hand at her to shoot her.
The shot hit Michiko in the shoulder, and the impact shook her arm, and the sealed seal was also washed away.
Bang! Another shot, this one hit Michiko in the forehead, causing her whole person to fall backwards, if it weren't for a few hemp ropes on her back to fix her, the person would have fallen dozens of floors.
With each shot, Wang Zhuo rushed several meters closer, until the fourth shot hit Michiko, and Wang Zhuo had already come to her.
Wang Zhuo knew that this Michiko had trained herself to be a half-human, half-demon monster, and ordinary weapons could not kill her, and she had to use Taoism to destroy her.
There was only the last bullet left in the pistol, and he was not ready to continue to waste it.
Instead, he took out a copper coin sword with his left hand, and pinched the sword with his right hand against the center of his eyebrows.
According to the sword technique of the Maoshan Flying Sword passed on by the master, the mana drawn from the palace was applied to the copper coin sword.
The starlight in the sky was sprinkled, and the copper coin sword suddenly lit up with white light, Wang Zhuo was overjoyed, this is the Gengjin sword qi borrowed from Taibaixing, the exclusive killing, the most violent.
Michiko hasn't recovered from the gunshot wound yet.
"Hurry!" Wang Zhuo held the money sword in his left hand, and pointed at Michiko with the sword in his right hand, and the money sword turned into a white light and pierced Michiko's chest, stabbing it in half.
The flying sword pierced through the chest, and the Gengjin sword qi contained in it churned and destroyed Michiko's body, and Michiko let out a terrible scream.
The flying sword turned around and seemed to still have strength left, and stabbed Michiko in the back of the head from behind, and Michiko's screams stopped abruptly.
It's just that this time it's only halfway through, and the sword qi on it is exhausted.
Unable to withstand the reaction force, the red line on the sword was broken, and the copper coins were scattered all over the ground.
Michiko's body collapsed to the ground, and Wang Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly, it didn't seem to be as difficult to deal with as he imagined.
Also, the master who was dragged down by the three pig teammates in the movie can kill her, and there is no reason why he can't kill her if he has mastered the secret technique of Maoshan.
"If you have the opportunity to be reincarnated, let's be a good person in the next life."
Wang Zhuo stretched out his hand and closed Michiko's dead eyes, thinking that he should go downstairs and make a call to the headquarters and call someone to collect the body.
When he turned around, he found that the rooftop door was opened, and Officer Lin rushed up with a group of men, each holding not a gun, but a Molotov cocktail, and two men behind him, one holding Uncle Feng on the other.
Wang Zhuo squeezed his eyes at Officer Lin: "It seems that Sir Lin has also learned how to deal with monsters." β
Officer Lin smiled awkwardly: "You did it all by yourself?" β
"Of course." Wang Zhuo suddenly felt a shock in his chest, and then saw everyone looking at him in horror.
"Why do you think of me like that?"
He followed everyone's gaze and looked down at his chest, a sharp kunai had penetrated his chest.
Wang Zhuo turned his head to look behind him, Michiko was indeed too dead to die anymore, what the hell was going on?
The sky swirled, and Wang Zhuo fell on his back.
"Ah Wei!"
Officer Lin and Fourth Uncle Feng held Wang Zhuo's body on the left and right.
Officer Lin yelled: "Ambulance! Ambulance! β
Fourth Uncle Feng held Wang Zhuo's hand tightly: "Ah Wei, it's okay." Steady your breath, the wound is blocked, just wait for the ambulance to come......"
Before he finished speaking, the bitter rope was pulled away from Wang Zhuo's body, and the thin hemp rope that connected the tail was like a dying carnival, twisting and bouncing in place for a few times before standing still.
Uncle Feng gritted his teeth and looked at the murder weapon, these insidious Japanese were like poisonous snakes, they could still bite people even after they died.
The ruptured major artery was blocked, and the blood was gushing like a spring, and Uncle Feng hurriedly pressed it, but he couldn't hold it down.
"Master...... I...... Isn't it...... No......" Wang Zhuo's mouth was foaming with blood.
Fourth Uncle Feng held his hand tightly: "It's okay Ah Wei, don't speak, wait for the ambulance." β
"Good and evil...... Wrestling for life...... I...... No regrets......"
Wang Zhuo's pupils gradually dilated, leaving only countless people shouting his name.
A few days later, Uncle Feng took Ah Lian to attend the funeral of Miao Wei, a martyr in the police station and a pioneer in the Taoist altar.
"Salute !!"
All members of the police station saluted Miao Wei's tombstone.
Chief Ma and Uncle Feng walked side by side to the monument and put down the flowers in their hands.
Chief Ma opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Uncle Feng: "Needless to say, my afternoon boat will return to Dongpingzhou." β
Chief Ma sighed, pushed the wheelchair and turned away.
Uncle Feng looked at Miao Wei's remains on the tombstone in a daze, and I don't know how long it took, Ah Lian shook his arm: "Uncle, we should go." β
Uncle Feng nodded: "Let's go." β
Arriving at the pier, the two were preparing to board the ship.
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Officer Lin came running with a suitcase in tow.
Facing Uncle Feng's inquiring eyes, Officer Lin smiled embarrassedly: "I applied for an appointment order and went to Dongpingzhou with you." β
Uncle Feng said, "Are you sure?" You're a senior inspector now, and you're willing to leave everything behind and go to the country? β
Officer Lin said: "This case has made me see a different world. I'm wondering if Uncle has no heirs, who else will be able to deal with those demons and monsters in the future. What's more, Ah Wei is my good brother, and in order to inherit his will, I should do the same. Uncle, no, Master, please take me as an apprentice. Maybe my talent may not be as good as Ah Wei, but I will try. β
Ah Lian said: "Uncle, you can promise him." β
Uncle Feng shook his head: "Girl extrovert, get on the boat." β