Chapter 473 The altar is ten feet high, and the Dharma Realm has no boundaries
Uncle Feng, as the heir to the orthodox inheritance of the Taoist sect, chose to return to his hometown after achieving success in his studies. He did not seek fame or fortune, but only wanted to benefit one party.
Over the years, whenever someone encountered something strange or strange in his place, he would always choose to help without asking for anything in return.
It can be a few eggs, a handful of green onions, or even a mouthful of cold water.
Uncle Feng always remembered what his master once said when he was studying art.
Those who follow the Tao are close to good and hate evil as much as enemies.
Now that we have inherited the things from our ancestors, we must also shoulder our aspirations.
Therefore, after learning that hundreds of people died unexpectedly this time, possibly because of evil spirits, Uncle Feng did not hesitate at all. He dropped everything he was doing and rushed over by boat.
In the conference hall.
"This is the video from that day. Take a good look at it."
Chen Jiaju said weakly.
Uncle Feng said nothing and stared at the scene on the screen intently.
Huang Bingyao and Dong Piao stood aside, somewhat uneasy.
They hope that the case of Liu Zhixiong's family was carried out by supernatural forces, which means that it is not that the Hong Kong police are incompetent, but that they really can't do anything about those things.
But on the other hand, the two of them didn't want to do this.
Once the understanding is broken, many things will become strange.
When the screen turned black, Uncle Feng took a deep breath, and his stern face showed shock for the first time.
"What's going on? Is it...uh, is it a ghost that's harming people?"
Dong Piao asked impatiently.
"No, it's man-made."
Uncle Feng looked a little ugly. He had seen a lot of the world and was a special person with some extraordinary powers, but he could never behave like that on the screen.
Could it be that…
Many evil spells that only existed in taboos popped up in Uncle Feng's mind, especially those from Nanyang, which made him very suspicious.
After hearing this sentence, the three people present had different expressions on their faces.
Chen Jiaju was dismissive, Dong Piao was disappointed, and Huang Bingyao was relieved.
"So you have to check it anyway."
Chen Jiaju spread his hands and said: "Tou, you have wasted my whole day. Can I go do something now?"
Huang Bingyao was about to answer, but was overtaken by Uncle Feng, "You misunderstood what I meant. Although it is man-made, it does not mean that the murderer can be caught by ordinary people. If I guessed correctly, this person should be in control." A very ferocious magic that can control evil spirits to commit crimes from a long distance.
How do you catch such a guy? "
Huang Bingyao's eyes lit up when he heard this, he clapped his legs and said, "I told you why this case is full of weirdness, and there are no clues at all. There is a magician in relationships. Uncle Feng, I leave this matter to you."
"It is obligatory."
Of course Uncle Feng would not refuse.
Evil masters use evil magic to harm people, which is a hundred times more dangerous than simple ghosts causing trouble, and the degree of disaster is also hundreds of times greater.
Because human desires are endless, while ghosts will only act according to certain rules.
"Then what happens next?"
Chen Jiaju still doesn't believe it. He is not a shrewd person at all. His behavior and work all depend on his ability to walk and sit upright.
If you are in doubt, ask your fists.
It's a pity that force cannot solve the problem at the moment.
"Take me to the scene, and ask someone to help me prepare an incense burner, incense candles, paper money, glutinous rice, black dog blood, a big rooster, and finally build a three-foot-high platform."
Uncle Feng arrived in a hurry, and many of the guys were unprepared except for their own food.
"Okay, okay, I'll get someone ready."
Huang Bingyao has pinned his hopes on him.
This made Uncle Feng hesitate to speak, and finally sighed, but still did not say anything.
He actually didn't have much confidence in himself. After all, what was shown in the video was really shocking.
"Why build such a high platform?"
Chen Jiaju asked if he didn't understand.
Uncle Feng glanced at him and said word by word: "The altar is one foot high, and the Dharma Realm has no boundaries!"
Uh, I still don’t understand…
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"Hey, this is the roasted eggplant I learned to make. Do you want to try it?"
When the little Jew came to work in the afternoon, he brought a lunch box with him.
"Wow, you're so good today? Do you want a raise!?"
Amber was busy with the business of opening a stall, and her mouth was not idle either.
It's just what he said made the little Jew feel very unhappy, "Do I only love money in your eyes?"
"Ahem..."
Amber wanted to say that there was no need to ask, but seeing the unhappy look on her face, she changed her mind tactfully, "I'm just, uh, just flattered. Come on, let me try it."
"Now, I'll do the work, you eat first."
The little Jew immediately handed over the lunch box with a bright smile.
Amber opened it and saw a few dark lumps inside, ruining the originally beautiful white rice.
Is this thing edible?
"Don't think it doesn't look good, it actually tastes pretty good."
The little Jew said confidently.
"Oh, just die."
Amber whispered, then heroically put a piece of eggplant into her mouth.
Not to mention, although it's a bit ugly, it's really not unpalatable.
It happened that he was also hungry, so he quickly consumed the eggplant and a bowl of rice.
"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."
The little Jew's eyes turned into crescents when he smiled, and he became more energetic in his work.
This scene was seen by someone who "happened to pass by", his eyes showed a little loss, and then turned away from here.
If you can't hold it, don't force it.
His footsteps cannot stop because of women.
Today's business was pretty good. After Amber finished eating, customers came to the door, some with new faces and some familiar with her.
"Sir, would you like some offal?"
The little Jew looked up at the sky. The blazing sun was still hanging in the sky, baking the earth.
However, this person in front of me...
Wearing a black hat, black sunglasses, a long black windbreaker, and holding a flowerpot in his arms.
This look is really spirited.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Once the weirdo opened his mouth, he started to talk endlessly, "It should be called the internal organs of a cow. Ah, you, a little girl, looks like you are not in good health if you are not exposed to wind. How come you don't react at all in this environment?"
"What environment?"
The little Jew was said to be confused. Amber, who had gone to buy water at this time, came back. He quickly leaned over and whispered: "This... well, this strange guy said a bunch of incomprehensible things, and it didn't seem normal. Drive him away quickly."
"Haha, you rest first, I'll take care of it."
Amber handed over the water, stood in front of the cart and said, "Sir, he looks familiar."
"Yeah?"
The weirdo stared at Amber intently. In his field of vision, the lonely ghosts that were originally densely crowded on this street disappeared immediately after the guy in front of him appeared, as if they were avoiding something.
"My name is Leon, my English name is leon! What is your surname?"