The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 210 Apprenticeship and Special Departments 【2002】

"Who did you listen to?" Feng Ji sat in the back seat and asked with a chuckle.

Huang Yongfa also smiled: "Xue told me, I think it's quite reasonable, if people do evil without retribution, then God is too unfair."

Feng Ji laughed: "But being bullied and humiliated in this life will not be punished until the next life. Don't you think it's too late?"

He looked at the busy traffic in front of him and said, "In my next life, I may forget the things of my previous life. I don't know whether my enemy will be punished or not."

"I think it's better to settle the humiliation and oppression in this life in this life."

"You said that you will be punished in the next life, who can prove it?"

"Our enemy, in the next life, he will be confused and unaware that he made mistakes in the previous life, and he won't even feel guilty, will he?"

"Why do we have to settle the grievances in this life in the next life? Who will settle them for us?"

Huang Yongfa was taken aback by Feng Ji's words, and he subconsciously said, "Ghosts also have rules of ghosts. Ghost messengers will help you settle the karmic sins you committed while you were alive."

"Rules? Who made the rules?"

"Where did those ghosts come from?"

"Will they be like bureaucrats in the world, bending the law for personal gain?"

Feng Ji asked again, which made Huang Yongfa unable to answer.

Because Feng Ji asked too deeply, he didn't know how the world of ghosts works.

Feng Ji looked at Huang Yongfa and said with a smile, "All the rules are made by the strong."

"As long as there are rules, there will be loopholes, and if there are management, there will be surprises."

"I don't really believe in your so-called afterlife report."

"As the saying goes, having money can make ghosts grind, who knows if those rich people who have done evil will have a way to escape such karma?"

"So, if you have revenge, don't wait for the next life, just repay it in this life."

"You can repay a favor overnight, but never overnight a revenge."

Huang Yongfa scratched his head and said: "I can't say no to you, but I will still drive out ghosts according to my method, try to help more ghosts and people, and accumulate more virtue."

"Oh? Do you want to have a better life in your next life?"

"Hehe, no, I want to help a friend reincarnate early. She committed suicide and her life span is not over yet. She needs to be a ghost until her life span is exhausted before she can reincarnate."

"She said that accumulating virtue and doing good deeds can reduce the time of being a ghost and reincarnate earlier."

Feng Ji laughed: "Being friends with ghosts? It's interesting."

A Cong has been listening to the two talking, without interrupting, he is a bit unable to interrupt such a high-end topic without pornography.

The car quickly got off the elevated road and came to Ah Cong's tea restaurant.

The name of this tea restaurant is [Yuxiang], the location is good, and there are a lot of customers.

It was already midnight, and there were still many people eating in the store.

Ah Cong got out of the car, and hurriedly said: "Come here, this is my shop, the business is still good, just order whatever you want, I'll take a look first."

As he spoke, he put the leaves on his eyes and looked left and right, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

Huang Yongfa led Feng Ji into the restaurant, and saw that Cong was still observing the shop at the door, he couldn't help shouting, "What are you doing?"

"No, let me see if there is any dirty things in my store. It's strange, why can't I see anything, it's pitch black."

"Didn't Master Feng say that? Didn't the leaf open your eyes for only 10 minutes? How long have you been counting?"

"It's expired, Master Feng, Master Feng, please open it for a while, I'm pointing at my shop to make money now, let me see if there are any ghosts around."

A Cong hurriedly asked Feng Ji.

Feng Ji shook his head with a smile, and said, "Fazi is here with you, you won't ask him?"

Ah Cong refused, and still wanted to open his eyes to see.

Feng Ji didn't say anything, and directly poured a ray of mana into the leaf.

If it was before, he would definitely not do it again.

Because the aura is exhausted, I use a little less mana.

But it's different now. Adverse Luck Beiming Divine Art can absorb Yin Qi and transform it into mana.

This allows him to replenish his mana, and it's okay to waste a little mana for the opponent.

The three sat down, Feng Ji ordered a char siu rice, and Fa Zai simply ordered a rice bowl.

Ah Cong brought a case of beer and made a lot of barbecues.

The three of them started chatting and eating by the window.

Huang Yongfa and A Cong are quite curious about Feng Ji's origin, especially the mana that Feng Ji mentioned, they are most concerned about it.

So in the discourse, I have been asking about these.

Naturally, Feng Ji would not explain the truth to them, but just made up an excuse.

Said that he was from the mainland and had been practicing on the mountain, and the spells were passed down from his master.

A Cong had a cheeky face, and immediately asked: "Master Feng, do you still accept apprentices? Or does your master accept apprentices? Look at me, many people say that I have strange bones and are very talented." ah."

Feng Ji smiled: "Your talent is indeed not bad, but spells are fine."

A Cong couldn't understand, and quickly asked, "It's not bad if you can't practice spells?"

"Although spells cannot be practiced, hard skills can be practiced."

"Hard work? What do you mean? If I don't take medicine, I can be hard for a long time."

Feng Ji was speechless, and said: "The hard work I'm talking about is practicing hard qigong horizontally, which is not the same as what you said."

"Hard Qigong? Isn't it, Master Feng, is there such a thing in this world? Isn't that all a lie?"

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Who said it was a lie?"

A Cong scratched his head and said, "But what's the use of practicing hard Qigong? Can it really make me hard for a long time?"

Feng Ji took a sip of beer, savoring the long-lost taste.

He said with a smile: "The environment is so polluted now that it is almost impossible to cultivate internal strength. The only way is to practice horizontally."

"Don't you want to be an exorcist? After practicing hard skills, your blood will be strong."

"The essence and blood of the human body contain the power of the sun, and it has a strong restraint against ghosts."

"Do you know why some people are easily possessed by ghosts, while others are not?"

Onion shook his head.

Huang Yongfa said, "Because of yang energy."

"That's right." Feng Ji nodded appreciatively, and said, "Fazi has been exorcising demons all year round, so he should understand this."

"Ghosts are ghosts, and their source of power is Yin Qi."

"But people have their own yang energy, and essence and blood are the root of yang energy. Even ghosts dare not approach people with strong blood energy."

Speaking of this, Feng Ji glanced at Huang Yongfa, and said, "Fazi, you are strange. You obviously lack yang energy and have a lot of yin energy, but you can drive away ghosts without being caught by ghosts. It's really strange."

Huang Yongfa didn't hide it either, he lifted his clothes with a smile.

Only then did Feng Ji see that his body was covered with dense tattoos, and upon closer inspection, they turned out to be all in Sanskrit.

Not only Sanskrit, but also the famous Buddhist lotus and other dharma patterns.

Feng Ji couldn't help being surprised: "You rely on these tattoos to prevent ghosts from getting on your body?"

Huang Yongfa nodded: "Well, I've got a lot of tattoos over the years. Every time I drive away a ghost, the yin energy on my body will increase. I'll go to a tattoo shop to get a tattoo."

Feng Ji looked at the tattoos carefully, and couldn't help wondering: "The content of these tattoos doesn't seem to have anything special, why can they prevent ghosts from getting on their bodies?"

Huang Yongfa shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Xue told me that I did this."

Feng Ji was surprised, this female ghost Xue knew a lot.

Are ghosts really afraid of evil-proof items like Buddhist scriptures?
Feng Ji guessed in his heart, it seemed that he had to find a way to catch a ghost and experiment with it.

At this time, Cong said: "I also have tattoos, can it really prevent ghosts from getting on my body?"

Huang Yongfa shook his head: "Your tattoo is green dragon on the left and white tiger on the right, it definitely won't work."

A Cong had no choice but to look at Feng Ji and said, "Master, can I learn some hard skills from you?"

Feng Ji smiled: "It is possible to learn, but you have to learn from a teacher."

A Cong was surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Is it really useful? Can you show your skills?"

Feng Ji smiled, didn't talk nonsense, and directly held the iron spoon on the table in his hand, and asked, "See clearly."

As he spoke, he squeezed lightly with two fingers.

Immediately, the handle of the iron spoon, which wasn't thick at all, was crushed between his two fingers like mud.

It even left deep fingerprints on it!

"Damn it, is it true?"

A Cong let out a strange cry, and immediately took the iron spoon from Feng Ji's hand, and reached out to touch the flat handle of the spoon. It was so hard that it could be used as a blade!
"hiss--"

Cong took a deep breath and knocked on the table hard to confirm that it wasn't magic.

Immediately couldn't help but said: "Is it so fierce? Boss, try this again."

As he spoke, he quickly got up, found a dumbbell plate from a corner, and handed it over.

Feng Ji took it with a smile, and gently squeezed it with five fingers.

With a creak, the dumbbell instantly twisted like it was made of plasticine.

Even Feng Ji's fingers directly pinched through the dumbbell plate, and the iron was squeezed out from between his fingers like liquid.

At this scene, Cong was dumbfounded.

Even Huang Yongfa, who was used to seeing fierce ghosts, couldn't help but widen his eyes in disbelief.

"I rely, I rely, I rely!"

A Cong said three words in a row, and then took the dumbbell plate, which was completely twisted.

Shocked, he looked at Feng Ji's fingers again. They were as gentle as jade, slender and powerful, and they were even more beautiful than Xiaoyu's hands in Lan Kwai Fong.

With such hands, you have to say that Lan Kwai Fong's full-time "aircraft pilot" A Cong will believe it.

But it's just such a pair of hands that can crush the dumbbells!
Shocked, Ah Cong knelt down beside the dining table without saying a word.

"Master, master, you will be my real master from now on."

He shouted excitedly, and the people next to him looked sideways, looking at their table curiously.

Huang Yongfa also came back to his senses, and couldn't help saying: "Master Feng, is this really something human can do?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Get up first, I will teach you a simple stance first."

Cong was overjoyed and immediately got up, pouring wine for Feng Ji like a dog's leg.

Huang Yongfa was a little envious, and asked tentatively: "Master Feng, can anyone learn your hard skills?"

Feng Ji smiled and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to learn."

Huang Yongfa was stunned: "Why?"

"You have too much yin energy and insufficient energy and blood. Practicing kung fu horizontally will only hurt your body."

Huang Yongfa was helpless at once, but A Cong laughed straight away: "Fazi, when I have mastered such a hard skill, we two will exorcise demons and demons, combine our swords, and sweep the West Ring Road."

Just as he was talking, his cell phone suddenly rang.

A Cong said: "You guys eat first, I'll answer the phone."

As he spoke, he connected the phone: "Hello? Who is it?"

"Yes, I am, master? Master is eating, if you have anything to do, just tell me."

"Exorcism will definitely work. If it doesn't work, you won't be charged. Where is your home?"

"Taiping Mountain? Damn, mansion area, what's your surname, can this number reach you?"

"What's your wife's situation now? Is the ghost still there? Isn't it? That's fine, we'll go there tomorrow."

While speaking, he hung up the phone, turned his head and said excitedly: "Fazi, I have a big job."

Huang Yongfa asked: "What big job?"

"A rich man in Taiping Mountain said that his wife seemed to be possessed by a ghost. I hope you can help me. This is the number!"

He stretched out his hand and stretched out three fingers.

"Thirty thousand Hong Kong dollars?"

"Damn, don't look down on the rich, it's 30!"

Huang Yongfa shook his head: "You know my rules, I don't charge for exorcising demons, otherwise it wouldn't be a good deed."

Cong was helpless at the moment, but suddenly his eyes lit up, he looked at Feng Ji, and said excitedly: "Master, do you charge? 30 Hong Kong dollars, you need an ID card, and it can be done in minutes."

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "Shou, have you found out what's going on?"

Huang Yongfa hesitated to speak, and wanted to persuade Feng Ji not to charge for this kind of thing, but after thinking about it, Feng Ji had just arrived in Hong Kong Island, and he was afraid that he was short of money, so he couldn't help but shut up again.

A Cong rubbed her hands, said with a smile: "I just asked clearly, the other party's surname is Lin, he is a psychiatrist, and he must be very rich to be able to live in Taiping Mountain."

Feng Ji nodded: "Has he encountered a ghost?"

"It's not him, it's his wife. It seems to be a ghost. He thought it was schizophrenia. He has been treating it for a while. I didn't ask the exact time. Now I really can't help it. I saw the exorcism video of me and Fazi on the Internet. We can only ask for it."

Feng Ji nodded: "This kind of person is usually really helpless and doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. Let's go and have a look tomorrow."

"By the way, do you have a place to live here?"

A Cong hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, there is an apartment near me, and I will arrange for you to live there, Master."

Feng Ji nodded: "Don't bother you?"

"Haha, no, you can live there, I don't live there at night." A Cong laughed.

Feng Ji didn't ask any further questions. After drinking the rest of the drink, Cong sent Fazi back first, and then took Feng Ji to his apartment.

The apartment is a bit messy, but everything is probably new. It seems that Ah Cong really doesn't live here much.

"Master, you can live wherever you want, I will come to pick you up tomorrow."

"Well, you go back."

A Cong tidied up the room before leaving.

Feng Ji opened the curtains and looked outside at the high-rise buildings, reminiscing about his life in his previous life.

After a long time, he sighed: "I don't know if there is another me in this world."

He shook his head, this is not a parallel world, but a world of Hong Kong movies, and he may not have himself.

It's a pity that some Hong Kong films seem to be a bit out of the way, and I haven't heard much about them.

I don't know how the immortal cultivators in Tianlong World found such a world.

It is even possible to build a teleportation array and refine this world into a selfless array.

It's a pity that I don't have enough knowledge, and I can't see the traces of the selfless formation. Otherwise, it would save time and effort if I broke out of the formation directly.

"Jingle Bell……"

Just as he was thinking, a bell rang in Feng Ji's arms suddenly.

Feng Ji couldn't help being taken aback, took out a mobile phone from his arms, and suddenly understood.

This was given to him by the girl named Gao Yao when he was in the hotel.

At that time, my money was tight, so I got involved with the two of them.

He looked at the caller ID, and it showed the words 'Tong Da Nai'.

Feng Ji couldn't help laughing, this should be the girl named Tong Yan, but I didn't expect Gao Yao to remark such a name for her.

"Well, it is worthy of the name."

Feng Ji pressed the answer button, only to hear a loud voice coming from inside: "Master, Master Feng, where are you? I... I am Tong Yan, the one in the hotel..."

Feng Ji smiled and said, "I know, the acupoints have been unlocked, right?"

Tong Yan cried: "It's over, master, where are you? I... we dare not sleep, can we go to your place and hide?"

Feng Ji was curious: "Where are you?"

"We are still in the hotel. A few strange people came here just now and took some policemen away. They may have to come to us later. I made a call in the toilet. I can't believe anyone now. Those people are ghastly. Damn, I suspect they were possessed by ghosts."

Feng Ji laughed immediately: "Don't be suspicious, the ghosts in the hotel have been wiped out, and there will be no other ghosts. In this way, I live in Room 801 of xxx Building. If you still want to solve Li Yuehan's matter later, you can Come and find me."

"Okay... okay, thank you..."

"Tuk Tuk Tuk, Ms. Tong, are you inside? The police are looking for you."

"Oh, here I am, Master Feng, I'm sorry, I'll hang up first, I'll contact you later."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Ji didn't take it seriously. He lay on the bed and began to think about ways to leave this world.

……

In the hotel, there was a rapid knock on the door, as if urging Tong Yan to open the door quickly.

Tong Yan hastily put away the phone, opened the door, and said, "What are you urging, even going to the toilet...Who are you?"

But there were two people standing outside the door, a man and a woman. The man looked pale and looked gloomy.

The woman looked even more sinister, her face was pale, without a trace of blood.

The two men did not wear police uniforms, and there was no trace of police personnel.

Only heard the woman chuckle: "Tong Yan?"

Tong Yan nodded, the man glanced at her towering chest secretly, and laughed hoarsely: "Come with us."

Tong Yan felt a little scared: "Who are you? Can I see your IDs? Also, where is my companion in the room?"

The woman was a little impatient, she reached out and threw out a certificate, and said at the same time: "She has already gone down first, don't waste our time, let's go quickly."

Tong Yan didn't know, so she looked at the certificate.

There are three words [Murong Xue] written on it, and the title is [Level [-] Commissioner].

Looking at the cover again, it turned out to be a unit name that Tong Yan had never heard of.

【2002】!
Such a weird unit was actually named after a number, which surprised her a little.

Looking up at these two people again, I just feel that the more they look, the weirder they become.

Murong Xue said coldly: "Let's go, we are a special department that is in charge of such cases."

(End of this chapter)