Chapter 87 Who dares to undermine our Buddha (6,000 words)

Feng Laosi placed his palm on Lin Mosheng's pulse. The more he felt the pulse, the more solemn his expression became.

Then he took a serious look at Lin Mosheng.

Lin Mosheng felt nervous and asked carefully, "Is there a problem?"

Feng Laosi did not answer directly, but said to his niece, "Alian, you leave first."

"Leaving for what?"

Alian asked puzzledly.

Feng Laosi said, "I want to see how the Qi and blood flow throughout his body. It's not good for a girl like you to be around."

Ah Lian looked aggrieved and unwilling to give up. I actually wanted to see it too.

After Alian left, Feng Laosi said to Lin Mosheng, "Take off your clothes and put on the Liangyi Zhuang of Bajiquan."

Lin Mosheng didn't have much to do to make Uncle Feng so serious, which shows that his problem is not simple.

Hua Feng didn't waste any time and said straight to the point, "There is a cop who wants to continue checking our goods. I will provide the time and location, and you will provide the person and we will do it!"

So Hongxing Nei's red stick Hua Feng spent several million and won it.

Azhong was a little shocked, and then subconsciously looked at Lin Mosheng, "Can you cover up?"

In the original work, Uncle Feng didn't find the ice charm when he looked at the corpse for the first time, so he wanted to find clues through Ah Zhu.

Feng Laosi said with a sigh, "This situation cannot last forever. You must have been venting your yang energy a lot recently."

Feng Laosi frowned and asked, "What's a pity?"

Young people don't know how precious essence is, and old people sigh to their monthly disciples.

She took the ice cream and whispered, "Thank you."

Lin Mosheng was a little stunned.

He turned to look at Alian, "Do you still remember what you promised me when I came out?"

"This guy is dead!" Hua Feng cursed.

Age:42

Strength:12

Constitution: 15

Agility:14

Perception:?

Spirit:?

Immortal Way:

Monk Mingzhi couldn't care less about meeting the Tathagata at this time. He quickly picked up his uncle, who was practicing Zen, and said, "The Mahavira Palace has collapsed. If you don't go there, you won't be able to see the Buddha!"

"Ice Talisman?" Azhong asked curiously.

Lin Mosheng chuckled twice.

Then he saw his disciple, monk Mingzhi, running in in a hurry. Monk Kongkong's snow-white eyebrows moved and he said calmly, "Mingzhi, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, so that you can meet me, Tathagata."

Lin Mosheng thought for a while, and without hiding anything, he recounted his experience in Siam.

It's really weird. Could it be that he's still awakening, so he can't reveal himself?

Just when Feng Laosi was frowning and thinking, Lin Mosheng felt a little uneasy, "Uncle Feng, am I okay?"

Now I need to regain my health, so I started a flour business.

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Hung Hing Tsim Sha Tsui branch entrance.

The 'ordinary people' here naturally include people who practice martial arts.

"The walking corpse can be regarded as a kind of dead corpse. It has no intelligence, but it is driven by magic experts with magical powers. The walking corpse in front of us is driven by someone using ice talismans."

Just when Feng Laosi was concentrating on his thoughts, a heavy object suddenly fell from the sky, leaving him unable to react.

Then he said sternly, "The walking corpse transporting poison is really a wicked way!"

In the Wan Chai Police Department, the most capable person is of course Lin Mosheng.

The sound was like thunder, like a lion's roar, which shook the big bell in the temple automatically. It rang nine times in a row, echoing throughout Lantau Island.

The other end of the phone said firmly.

"I hope to see your ability to cooperate. The number of people in Hong Kong who want to sell me Hua Feng ranges from one thousand to eight hundred. If you can't do it, others will naturally come forward."

With the invasion of external forces, Lin Mosheng's blood and qi naturally fought back, and the boiling breath rushed out of Lin Mosheng's acupuncture points like a heat wave, so excited that Feng Laosi couldn't help but take a step back.

"Go back first."

Azhong, an ordinary person, was more direct, "Yes, why is there a small hole here? We clearly didn't shoot her in the head that night."

He walked into the morgue and pulled out the female corpse from that night.

Then he turned to look at Lin Mosheng, "Ah Sheng, you must also remember this, I am doing it for your own good."

Feng Laosi rolled his eyes, "In the past, the great eunuchs in the palace were much stronger in martial arts than you. There is no contradiction in whether Buju and martial arts are stronger."

There was silence for a while, and then a charming female voice came from the other end of the phone, "There is an old saying in China, destroying a person's wealth is like killing his parents. Since he was in the first year of junior high school first, no wonder we are in the fifteenth year."

Lin Mosheng gave Azhong a push, "With your physique, if you encounter a female ghost, be careful of kidney deficiency!"

My good seedlings on Maoshan Road cannot be ruined by these tigers!

After going in and putting away their luggage, Feng Laosi took Lin Mo to the morgue to see the corpse.

He stepped forward and asked, "Do we need to make any preparations?"

Just when Feng Laosi was about to nod, Alian playfully stuck out his tongue at Lin Mosheng, "Except for Officer Lin."

"Brother Feng, I'm sure."

He held Mingzhi behind his back, shrunk down to an inch, and headed towards the Main Hall. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Main Hall, which was still fine.

Uncle Feng, I never thought you were such a person!

Hearing her uncle's words, Alian glanced at Lin Mosheng with pity. It was a pity that Officer Lin had kidney deficiency at such a young age.

Monk Mingzhi was also shocked and dizzy. He pointed to the east corner where the Buddha was leaning.

?

Uncle Feng took Lin Mosheng and Ah Zhong back to No. 10 Boulevard. After taking a sip of tea, he thought for a moment and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Ah Sheng, you should be raising Yin soldiers here, right?"

Lin Mosheng, who originally wouldn't be too hurt even if the iron rod hit him, suddenly felt his waist tighten and jumped in pain.

Feng Laosi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart when he heard that Lin Mosheng actually fused a broken relic when he practiced the totem technique.

"Can you see this?"

Originally, he thought that Lin Mosheng was like this, but after testing, he found no other bloodlines, only the pure power of blood that was as strong as a monster.

But he acted like nothing happened!

On the contrary, the power of Qi and blood is as full as the sun, far exceeding that of ordinary people.

Seeing that Lin Mosheng had listened to his words, Feng Laosi asked casually to Lin Mosheng who was getting dressed, "By the way, what's going on with that totem behind your back?"

Lin Mosheng's face turned green to the color of pig liver.

"The child is indeed good in all aspects, but his murderous nature is too great, which is somewhat inconsistent with my Taoist Wuwei wishes. Moreover, he has some connections with Buddhism. Should I test him again?"

As Uncle Feng's fingers pointed at his muscles, Lin Mosheng felt strange forces invading his body.

Feng Laosi's brow darkened. This was definitely Lin Mosheng's revenge for what happened this morning!

He suddenly felt tired, I am doing this for your own good, silly boy.

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The next day, Lin Mosheng and Uncle Feng took the morning cruise back to Hong Kong, but Uncle Feng's niece Alian insisted on following.

Then I heard Feng Laosi cough twice, "Ah Sheng, your kidneys have been a little weak recently. Pay attention to yourself. I'm afraid that if you don't care, you will hurt your roots."

He shouted at Akechi, "Monks don't lie!"

He took off his clothes and put on a show of love.

I think back then, there were so many junior fellow apprentices, but I had to endure it, and that was how I became today.

On the other end of the phone, an unskilled Chinese voice came, "Hello, who is this?"

Feng Laosi shook his head, "This is not brain matter, this is ice talisman."

And where does the foundation come from? Of course it’s money.

"The dead body has its soul separated from the body, leaving only a physical body in the world. After a few decades, it turns into a handful of dust."
To be continued...