Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 161
Half of July is the Hungry Ghost Festival, also known as the Bon Festival in Buddhism and commonly known as the Ghost Festival among the people.

The so-called ghost, in the earliest characters, is a knowing word, and on top of "person", something like a head is added, which means, a monster that looks like a person.

Later, in the Book of Rites, there was the first orthodox interpretation of this word: all living beings must die, and death must return to the soil, which is called a ghost;

That is to say, after the death of ordinary people, there is no incense and temples to worship, and they become "ghosts".

In Shuowen Jiezi, the explanation of ghosts is simpler and clearer: where people belong, they are ghosts.

Except for the earliest hieroglyphs, the explanations of ghosts in most orthodox classics are far from being a fantasy concept. They are just another kind of 'matter' that people become after death.
Just as fruit is fermented into wine and water evaporated into air.

It was not until various religions became popular that all kinds of subjective and mysterious auras were attached to 'ghosts'.

According to legend, every year on July [-]st, the gate of hell opens, and the ghosts of the underworld will come to the human world, wander around for a short period of time, and enjoy blood and food in public. The whole month is called the ghost month, which is very unlucky for the living. Not suitable for marriage, moving.

On July [-]th, the gates of hell are opened to the maximum, demons dance wildly, and ghosts walk at night.

On this day, people will pay homage to the dead, burn ingots, paper candles, light river lanterns, and perform rituals to pray for the blessings of their ancestors, or to save the souls of the dead and resolve their grievances.

In short, this is the day when it is most likely to encounter evil spirits. On this day, especially in the early morning, the yin energy is the most vigorous, and all evil spirits will greatly increase their mana or induce madness.

Lin Jiajun didn't let Dasang go out to fool around, in addition to preventing evil spirits, he was also afraid that the day would be too cloudy and something would happen to Dasang.

I have enough yang energy and evil energy in my body, after all, I can be regarded as a "familiar ghost" after a big funeral, so if I stay by my side, the problem will not be a big problem.

However, the world is peaceful, and as time goes by, the lives of ordinary people will not be greatly affected by the Ghost Festival. Except for the grandpas and grandpas who burn paper and beat villains everywhere on the streets during this period of time, the entire people's Life has not been affected much.

For example, at this time, on the street at night, a dwarf man who looked like a human-like ape was walking among the crowds.

Although he looks ugly, he is very particular about his attire: he is dressed in a straight dress, and he is holding a big black umbrella that is almost the same length as other people.
There are all kinds of weird people in this place. Walking all the way from Mong Kok, no one on the street looked at him differently because of his disability. Only a few ignorant young people playing skateboards passed by him. , deliberately speeding up to scare him.

"Dwarf, are you dressing up like a vampire so late at night and coming out to scare people?"

"Go home, you dead dwarf!"

Even though he was insulted rudely by the young people, the short man was not angry, he just tried his best to avoid these rebellious youths who were overwhelmed by hormones.

On the contrary, along the way, the short man also did several good deeds: For example, he helped a down-and-out man who lost gambling and was beaten to call the police, stopped an old eighth woman who was almost killed by a car while crossing the road, and discouraged a man who was about to robbery bastard,

But none of these people thanked him afterwards, but even blamed him for meddling in his own business.

The short man was still not angry, and when he saw someone who could help, he still stepped forward to help,

Every time he finished a good deed, he took out a knife and carved a mark on the handle of the umbrella,
The handle of the wooden branch of the black umbrella was already densely packed with nicks.

There was only one bus driver, seeing that he missed the bus, kindly sent him to Mong Kok for free.

"Thank you. Today is August and a half, go home early." Before getting out of the car, the short man took off his top hat and said kindly to the driver.

At the same time, with a random hook on the handle of the big black umbrella in his hand, he hooked away a little boy with a pale face who had been hiding behind the driver.

The driver was taken aback for a moment, only to feel that the whole person was much more relaxed.

Looking back, the short man had disappeared.

At the entrance of an alley tens of meters away, the short man waved his hand to make the kid who was grinning at him avoid quickly, while rubbing the scratches on the handle of the umbrella, he muttered to himself: "I am not afraid to do good things." , the more the better, do your best, and one day you will be able to do it all."

As soon as he reached the entrance of an alley, a hot and coquettish cheongsam girl rushed out of the dark alley and bumped into him.

"Miss, are you okay?" The short man quickly helped the girl up.

The woman embraced the short man, fluttering her big eyes with heavy makeup and eye shadow, and said pitifully: "My foot seems to be sprained, can you take me back? I live not far away."

The short man stared at her beautiful face covered by heavy makeup, looked at her for a moment, and sighed softly.

"It's hard to be a good person, but you still have to do it."

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At two o'clock in the morning, Lin Jiajun led Lin Zhongfa and Hua Gulong out of the KTV.
As soon as I went out, I saw a grandma burning paper not far away on the side of the road, and there was a black and white photo of a child on the small bench beside her.

In front of the photo is a plate of pastry offerings,
A dirty little boy squatted next to the small bench, looking at the pastries with a sad face, as if he really wanted to eat but couldn't.

Grandma didn't notice the little boy's existence at all.

"Hey, it's pitiful to be a ghost." Da Sang said quietly.

"Wait for me." Lin Jiajun casually chose a bunch of paper-made ingots from a small store that was still open on the side of the road, then lit it with a lighter, and placed it only one meter away from grandma.

"Little boy, don't burn the paper so close, or the family will not be able to tell which ones are for them." Grandma said kindly.

Lin Jiajun pointed to the black and white photos: "Grandma, seeing that your grandson is so cute, I burned these for him."

Grandma was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, thinking that this pretty boy probably has something wrong with his mind.

However, after all, they were kind-hearted, so Grandma didn’t say much.

But the little boy squatting behind the grandma cast a grateful gaze like Lin Jiajun,
With the string of ingots incinerated into ashes, he could finally 'afford' those pastries and eat them in big mouthfuls.

"Eat well, go down to rest when you're full, don't hurt anyone."

Lin Jiajun lit a cigarette and returned to the other side of the road.

Just then, the phone rang.

"Ah Jun, I'm Han Bin, am I free?"

"What's the matter?"

"I'll call the police!"

Han Bin's serious tone almost made Lin Jiajun spit out a mouthful of old blood: "Boss, you are not mistaken, why are you calling the police? Have you been hacked?"

"Damn, if someone hacks me, I won't offend the emperor if I'm hacked to death." Han Bin on the other end of the phone said in a strange tone, "You're hitting evil!"

Lin Jiajun was stunned: "It's such a coincidence that an evil spirit has just arrived at the Ghost Festival? What's going on?"

Something is not right.

A young and Dangerous boy like Han Bin has a bloody and evil spirit on his body. Although he is not as good as himself, he is still a villain who beats and kills people in his early years. Ordinary ghosts dare not approach him.

In addition, young and Dangerous people are superstitious, with a lot of amulets on their bodies. Lin Jiajun has seen Han Bin on the gold necklace hanging on his chest. There is a wrathful King Ming, which can best ward off evil. It is very difficult to attack him without such an evil spirit.

Will he hit evil?

Damn, the streets are full of evil, if you see him, you should avoid him, right?

"It's not me, it's my brother-in-law, Han Bo, whom you know. He's blocking the room. I couldn't explain it clearly on the phone. Do you have time to come over?" Han Bin said.

"Tell me the good address and I'll go right away." Lin Jiajun said.

After a few words, I hung up the phone.

"What's the matter, brother Jun, I just heard you talking about hitting evil?" Da Sang and Hua Gulong came over and asked.

"Get in the car." Lin Jiajun strode towards the off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road: "I have something to do, go to the Mong Kok apartment!"

"Mong Kok apartment?!"

Da Sang was stunned for a moment, and then showed a weird smile: "Damn it, I just said that Officer Lin is very loyal and a good brother! Just after singing the song, he took us to a place like this to have fun! Officer Lin, I didn't expect you to He is a real master, a master, a master, and he really knows where to choose!"

"Are there many beautiful girls in the Mong Kok apartment?" Hua Gulong asked curiously because his social experience was still a little short.

"Damn, there are more than a dozen tenement buildings in that area, separated into rooms, and the best things in the whole are all in that area!" Dasang said.

"You two don't talk nonsense!" Lin Jiajun sat in the driver's seat and put on his seat belt: "What about beautiful girls, there are indeed, if you two see it later and are interested in doing it, I have absolutely no objection, not only do I not object, Thumbs up and calling you 'heroes'!"

"No way, there is such an ugly woman?" Hua Gulong and Da Sang asked in surprise at the same time.

"Ugly? Huh."

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Dasang and Lin Zhongfa are still too young to be beaten by the society!
After half an hour.

"Uh uh uh!"

Hua Gulong held on to the corridor railing and almost vomited out his overnight meal.

Like him, there were also several Han Bin's younger brothers, which made the entire corridor full of vomit, the smell was very pungent, and there was no place to step down.

Dasang and Lin Zhongfa are also vomiting...

It is true that the great funeral can vomit, but it can't vomit anything.

He's just a ghost, and he's scary, but that doesn't mean he's not afraid of scary things, or disgusting things.

Just like a perverted maniac murderer, he looks arrogant when he kills, but when it is his turn to be slaughtered, he will be scared and feel pain.

Another example is that Lin Jiajun was very arrogant when he shot people in the head. If one day he was shot in the head, he would definitely not be arrogant.

The small room in front of me is only less than ten square meters, barely enough to fit a bed, a dressing table and a bathroom that can only be turned around by one person.
There is indeed a pretty girl, and it can be distinguished from various signs that she should be really pretty when she was alive.

It's just that this beautiful word has now become Qing and Jian.

It was cut in half from the midline and seemed to be hollowed out!

There are mosaics all over the floor, and blood is sprayed on the entire wall!

"What's going on?" Lin Jiajun frowned, covered his nose and exited the room, asking Han Bin who was standing in the corridor.

"Uncle, tell me." Han Bin was someone who had seen big storms, and he couldn't stand this scene.

Beside Han Bin stood a man who looked somewhat similar to him, except that he was older and his hair was already half white.

The uncle of Han Bin and Dinosaur Brothers, Han Bo,
Nicknamed "sub-divided house wave", he is a semi-conqueror, but he is not a prostitute. His main source of income is the right way: renting out houses.

(End of this chapter)