In order to show respect, Lin Mosheng personally took the ferry to Dongping Zhou to invite Uncle Feng.

As the mid-year festival approaches August 15, incense is being burned everywhere for deceased loved ones.

According to customs, generally everyone will burn a pile of money paper at the intersection and give it to the surrounding lonely souls and wild ghosts to accumulate yin virtue.

The pale white moonlight shone on the bluestone slab, carrying the incense ash of sparks, although Lin Mosheng did not open his yin and yang eyes, he could also keenly sense the gathering of the surrounding yin spirits.

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

Call!

The lonely ghosts who were originally enjoying the power of incense instantly became irritable.

They usually have no sacrifices, and they finally eat a full meal during the Midyear Festival, and if someone knocks over their rice bowls, anyone will be furious.

The yin wind howled, rolling up the ashes of paper money, and condensed into a humanoid form in mid-air.

The old lady trembled with fright.

Just when Lin Mosheng wanted to step forward to help, a middle-aged man who was still wearing a police uniform walked out of 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 settle down.

Uncle Feng.

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

After Feng Laosi came out, he first appeased the old lady who fell, and then took out the rune paper, wine, bowls, and chopsticks, and set up a Yin Bridge Flowing Water Bureau.

Replace people with rune paper, cast spells to make amends to the ghosts for the old lady.

Lin Mosheng watched it with relish, if it was him, of course he would be reckless when he encountered this kind of thing, but Uncle Feng was so high-minded, he was actually willing to make amends and thank him, it was really interesting.

After Uncle Feng made amends, the originally angry lonely ghosts naturally stopped, and the paper money that was originally extinguished was rekindled.

A beautiful little woman about eighteen years old heard the voice, and also came out of the back room, carefully supporting the old lady.

Feng Laosi naturally noticed Lin Mosheng, and after casting the spell, he stood up and looked at Lin Mosheng, pretending not to know and asked, "Who are you?" Who to come to? ”

Lin Mosheng smiled in his heart, and it was indeed worthy of a cold mouth and a hard tofu heart.

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

He stepped forward with a smile, clenched his fists seriously and said, "Kid Lin Mosheng, I have seen Senior Feng, it was Director Ma who asked me to come, thank you for your kindness in protecting last time." ”

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

Then casually said, "Come in." ”

Just as a few people wanted to go in, the old lady, who was already a little frightened, suddenly swept down a wooden plank when she passed by the brazier.

The planks fell, extinguishing the paper money in the brazier again.

Lin Mosheng couldn't help but cover his face, he was really not afraid of the god opponent, he was afraid of the pig teammates, who were the people around Uncle Feng.

The yin wind around him suddenly roared and gathered, turning into a twisted human form, eager to try, and this time it seemed that it could not be good.

In the dark night, under the eaves, at the corner, in the ditch, a pair of peeping eyes looked over.

Maybe they don't dare to be arrogant in normal times, but if a powerful ghost kills someone, they will still take the opportunity to enjoy the hard-won blood of the living.

Feng Laosi frowned, and just wanted to let his niece take the third woman to hide in first.

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

Grabbing the twisted human form, forcing the ghost to manifest, like pinching a chicken.

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

The roaring ghost instantly came to his senses and screamed, "I'm under the red-haired ghost throne of Big Elm Island, and it was the old woman who smashed the fire panzier first!" ”

It grabbed Lin Mosheng's arm hard, and the sharp claws that could pierce the flesh and blood grabbed Lin Mosheng's hand, not only did it not leave a trace, but it was also burned by the scorching qi and blood.

Suffered, this time I met a ruthless person.

Originally, it encountered the third woman and smashed the fire pan twice, thinking that it had come to the opportunity.

After all, yin ghosts harm people, and they want not to be eradicated by the masters of Buddhism.

Naturally, it needs to find some 'cause and effect' as an excuse, and the matter of smashing the brazier of the Midyear Festival is big or small, and it naturally feels that the opportunity has come.

Lin Mosheng nodded, "Red-haired Ghost King, well, I remember." ”

The ghost breathed a sigh of relief and sneered, "I know it's amazing, don't let me go soon!" ”

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

Bang.

The powerful ghost was directly grabbed by Lin Mosheng in mid-air, turning into wisps of yin qi and dissipating.

Lin Mosheng looked at the darkness of the dark cave around him, and looked at the pair of peeping eyes, "It's a blessing to give you food, don't know what to do, you must know the reincarnation of heaven, and retribution is not happy!" ”

His voice was majestic, echoing through the alleys.

A pair of peeping eyes retracted, and for a while the wind was clear and the night was bright.

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

Drink and retreat from the group of ghosts, even if your uncle is not so powerful, right?

Seeing this scene, Feng Laosi sighed, "It is not guilty to death, it can still seal the teachings, and it is not easy for lonely souls and wild ghosts." ”

Lin Mosheng shrugged his shoulders and said, "You can't be punished without teaching, but the predecessors have already taught, but he still wants to make a fuss about this matter and take people's lives, so he will naturally be punished. ”

Feng Lao Si wanted to say something, but the niece Ah Lian next to him immediately said, "Officer Lin is right!" ”

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

"You probably haven't eaten yet, so let's have a light meal together."

Tung Ping Chau is located in a remote area, with two ferries a day, and according to his own understanding, Uncle Feng has been guarding Tung Ping Chau for 10 years, so that the newcomers at the Wan Chai Police Station do not know Uncle Feng.

After eating, Ah Lian obediently served tea.

Lin Mosheng came to find Uncle Feng this time, in addition to wanting to invite him back, he naturally also wanted to learn the Maoshan Fa.

But this matter should not be rushed for now.

He said to Feng Laosi, "Senior Feng, I have been in a few vicious battles recently, and I have suffered some dark injuries, can you help me take a look?" ”

Originally, he wanted to find a doctor in the cultivation world to take a look, but now that Uncle Feng is here, he naturally won't be reluctant to go far.

Feng Laosi nodded, since Lin Mosheng went to Thailand last time, he really hadn't seen this kid again, but he didn't expect that after a while, this kid had actually caught the heart ape.

This talent in martial arts really aroused his curiosity.

"Reach out, I'll take your pulse."

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

Since ancient times, Taoist doctors have not been separated, and the medical skills of Taoist masters are naturally top-notch.