Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 839 Revenge
Feinan was not surprised, he looked at this face calmly: "You are finally willing to show up."

The rotten face changed back to Hanchun's appearance, she blushed and said a blessing to Feinan: "The benefactor redeemed, Hanchun didn't intend to scare the benefactor, but just wanted the benefactor to see the grievance Hanchun suffered. "

"and then?"

Feinan asked her, "What do you want to do?"

"Hanchun doesn't know."

Shaking his head, looking up at Feinan, Hanchun asked sadly: "Hanchun just wants to know why I have to suffer like this? What did I do wrong? I respect my parents and be kind to others since I was young. Hurt anyone, why does God torture me like this?"

"I really want to explain to you what is the torrent of the times and class oppression in the social environment, but this is meaningless."

Feinan sighed, "You're already dead, so what's the use of talking about it?"

"it works!"

Hanchun asked sadly and angrily: "I just want to know why their hearts can be so vicious. I just want to have a bite to eat and a tile to cover myself. Am I wrong?"

"You are not wrong, it is the society and them that are wrong."

Feinan looked at her and asked, "I can help you punish these murderers, and I can even help you solve them yourself, but after you solve the enemy, you have to do me a favor, can you?"

Hanchun knelt down, sobbing and sobbing: "As long as my benefactor can help me avenge my blood hatred, Hanchun is willing to go to the sword for my benefactor! I will do my best!"

"Okay, then it's settled."

Feinan nodded and said, "Send me away!"

"Thank you Eng."

Hanchun got up, drifted backwards, and the surrounding scene gradually faded away.

"Please benefactor, open your eyes."

With a vague call, Feinan immediately felt the presence of his body and opened his eyes.

The sky was already full of stars, and he fell asleep until night without knowing it.

After moving his shoulders, he only felt sore all over.

Although he slept all afternoon, he was even more tired.

There was a knock at the door, but Daoist Yimei came back.

"Why don't you light the lamp?"

He yelled, took off the back box, carried the lantern, and walked into the house.

Ah Hao and A Fang who were asleep in the back room woke up and came out to greet them with lights: "Master, you are back."

"Ah."

Passing the box to them, the Taoist priest with one eyebrow scolded seriously: "I'm not at home, you just sleep all afternoon, can you recite the mantra of pure heart?"

Ahao and Afang shrank their necks, hurriedly shouted, and put the things back into the house.

"Anan?"

The one-eyed Taoist priest saw Feinan on the wicker chair, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you sleeping in the yard? Don't catch a cold."

"I recited sutras here at noon, and fell asleep in a daze."

As he spoke, Feinan stood up and couldn't help yawning.

"what?"

The one-eyed Taoist priest sensed something was wrong, lifted the lantern and put it in front of Feinan, and immediately asked with a serious face, "Did you run into something evil?"

"Ah."

Feinan didn't hide anything, and told what he saw in his sleep.

Ah Hao and A Fang put the things out, listened to his description, nodded firmly: "It should be a wronged soul, right Master?"

"Yes."

The Taoist priest with one eyebrow said solemnly: "It should be because your injury has not healed and your yang energy has weakened, so she took the opportunity to enter."

"Is the wronged soul a kind of ghost?"

Feinan asked.

"Yes."

Daoist Yimei explained: "Ghosts are also called ghosts. They are formed by the stagnant breath in the chest of the person who died in vain. After death, they cannot be reincarnated, so they will wander in the world, or look for kind people to avenge their grievances on their behalf, or directly fight against the dead. people retaliate.

This wronged soul named Hanchun should have been kinder during his lifetime, and he has retained a sliver of reason. He has not turned into a vile ghost who harms others, but just wants to seek your help to avenge his grievances. "

After a pause, he asked, "What are you going to do?"

Feinan curled his lips: "Avenge her!"

"When will it be your turn to take revenge?"

Daoist Yimei shook his head: "You just need to report to the official, and you will have your own law to bring justice to her."

"That's not necessarily true!"

A Fang couldn't help interjecting: "The law can bring justice, but the person in charge of the law is not necessarily! The Baiyulou family has a big business, even if the police are called, it may not be effective."

"What's the matter with you?"

The Taoist priest with one eyebrow frowned and scolded: "We are just grassroots people. Helping her to go to court is the most benevolent, and I have a special person to avenge her. The law is just. If the person in charge of the law is responsible for favoritism and malpractice, there will naturally be someone else. Punishment, you and I need to worry about it."

"Justice is justice, fairness is not necessarily..."

A Fang muttered unconvinced.

"What did you say?"

He raised his eyebrows and stared.

"Obviously it is!"

A Fang mustered up the courage to argue: "Even if we go to court, the higher authorities will enforce the law impartially, and at most they will punish Mr. Gui alone. If Mrs. Wu is willing to pay more money, Mr. Gui can easily buy his life." What's the use of coming out?"

The Taoist priest with one eyebrow was a little angry, and frowned and asked, "Then, according to your opinion, what should we do?"

"Of course an eye for an eye is an eye for an eye."

A Fang said without hesitation: "The way Mama Wu beat others, they should be beaten in the same way. If Guigong burned someone to death with acid water, he should be burned to death with acid water. That's fair! If you admit a mistake, the sentence will be reduced. Is it fair to the dead to make atonement after paying the money?"

"Bullshit!"

The Daoist with one eyebrow scolded angrily, staring at A Fang so that he lowered his head, and then explained: "The law is never about seeking justice for the dead, but for maintaining the stability of the living.

Let me ask you, how many girls in the Baiyu Tower depend on Mama Wu for food and livelihood?If Mama Wu died, how would they live? "

"I……"

Afang hesitated and couldn't speak, so he could only lower his head.

Feinan jokingly asked: "It seems that you have been there many times? You even know how many girls there are."

"go with!"

Daoist with one eyebrow and one stare: "This kind of joke can't be messed up."

"Okay, I know."

Feinan changed the subject with a smile, and asked, "By the way, Master, does the underworld really exist?"

Glancing at him, the Taoist priest raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "If you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you won't have it."

"What do you mean?" Feinan asked curiously.

The Taoist priest with one eyebrow explained in a deep voice: "If you are asking about a specific place, the so-called ghost town and underworld, it does not exist, but if it is a law of reincarnation and fate, it does exist. "

Hearing words like reincarnation and fate, Feinan couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Shouldn't it have anything to do with backtracking?

"These things, after you grant the scriptures, someone will explain them to you, so you can just concentrate on memorizing the scriptures."

Daoist Yimei didn't want to explain too much, he waved his hand and said, "You'd better be careful about the matter of wronged souls, otherwise it will be very difficult to finish."

"okay, I get it."

Feinan responded casually.

Daoist Yimei nodded and entered the back room.

Stretching his head to see him go in, A Fang turned around and asked Fei Nan in a low voice, "A Nan, what are you going to do?"

"It's impossible to report to the official, it's useless."

Feinan winked at him, turned around and entered the room without further words.

(End of this chapter)