Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Glancing at the crowd outside the door, Wang Xuebin simply pulled the shutter and closed the shop. Compromise is impossible.

At first, out of sympathy, he planned to make some financial compensation to the two guys and the family of his girlfriend.

Each of the four families asked for 40 yuan in compensation. Wang Xuebin was not short of money, and he didn't care much about the amount, so he agreed without refusing.

The result was good. After the relatives and friends of the deceased learned about this incident, they had no contact with each other for 800 years. At this time, they came to offer advice.

Some said that Wang Xuebin should be sent to jail, some said that they needed less money, and some people seemed to have taken a fancy to Wang Ji's coffin shop, saying that they wanted a property that could support the rest of their lives.

Wang Xuebin couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this group of strange creatures.

It's okay if you don't talk about compensation, but when you talk about compensation, it's a big trouble.

Simply, Wang Xuebin didn't care about it, and made it clear that the chariots and horses told these people that if they wanted compensation, they would go through official channels and find the court to determine responsibility, and all previous promises would be voided.

Everyone was dumbfounded now, and they also knew that if they went through the judicial process, the amount they would get might not be enough to pay the lawyer's fee, so they blocked Wang Xuebin's shop.

Wang Xuebin doesn't care either, if you like to block you, we will waste it, anyway, he doesn't live by it, he can afford it.

As soon as the rolling gate was closed, Wang Xuebin tidied up a bit and left quietly through the fire escape.

These days, he searched through his parents' relics, and not only found a book called Meishanshui method, but also found the suppliers their family needed to make talisman money.

The yellow watch paper used by Wang Ji to make talisman coins all came from Dongpinggou, and the purpose of Wang Xuebin's trip is there, a small fishing village in the northeast of Xiangjiang River.

It is said that there is a public security policeman there, who has a channel to Maoshan in the inland, and that policeman is also from Maoshan.

The most important thing is that the policeman's name is Lin Fengjiu, and people call him Uncle Feng, or - Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 2 Seventy

Lawyer Cheng was walking back to the law firm, thinking about the embarrassing incident just now, the more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt.

She has been a lawyer for three years, and she has never been so ashamed as she is today.

She also wondered, she seemed to be in a daze, how could she feel that a gentle and handsome boy was like a murderer?

This Wang Sheng is so handsome and has the charm of a successful man, how can he be compared with that pervert who killed his wife's family to make barbecued pork buns?

well!Maybe it was too deeply affected by the case of Wang Zhiheng!

I haven't had a good rest in the past two days. I have nightmares every day, my back hurts, and my head feels heavy. Maybe, I really should take a vacation for myself!

Lawyer Cheng was rubbing his head while driving. From a perspective she couldn't see, a group of ghosts surrounded her and stared at her.

Or clinging, or entanglement, and someone stretched out gray hands, tightly clasping her eyes.

And this lawyer named Cheng Ruohui didn't notice anything unusual except that his whole body was cold.

Dongpinggou, located in the northeast of Hong Kong Island, is a fishing village located on a small island. The place is relatively remote, with only about [-] households.

The place is closed and backward, and most young people go to Hong Kong Island to seek a living. Those left in the village are either elderly people or left-behind children, and the whole village looks lifeless.

The island is not big, there are no roads and cars, and you have to pass a ferry every two days to get in and out of here.

The ferry is not big, and it can only seat about ten people, but it is more than enough for this remote place.

Wang Xuebin was wearing a neat shirt and trousers, with a huge toad mirror on his face, chewing gum in his mouth, sitting in the last row of the ferry, looking at the sea view, thinking about something.

On the ferry, several young girls who were going home to visit their relatives looked sideways at this person, exchanged words, pointed and discussed.

This place can be regarded as a slum area, and people dressed like Wang Xuebin are out of place here.

"Hello, where is your public security police agency?"

"What?"

At the pier, Wang Xuebin took off his sunglasses, bowed his body, and talked and gestured beside a grandmother.

The people here speak a dialect similar to Cantonese. Wang Xuebin can understand it, but he can’t speak it yet.

"Police Agency! Lin Fengjiu! Uncle Jiu!"

Hearing the word Jiushu, Grandma immediately understood what he meant, raised her head and smiled, and suddenly said:

"Oh, I'm looking for Ah Jiu! You should have said it earlier! I know Ah Jiu very well! Look at you, young man, are you looking for Ah Jiu to do something? Let me tell you, Ah Jiu is the most enthusiastic and capable."

Listening to the grandma's chatter, Wang Xuebin didn't look impatient, and just stood aside, bowed and listened.

From the grandmother's narration, Wang Xuebin has a lot of understanding of this legendary Maoshan Taoist Lin Fengjiu.

Lin Fengjiu, whose father, Lin Yimei, is said to be the No. 20 generation heir of Maoshan, with excellent Taoism.

In the early days of warlords fighting among warlords, Slaying Demons gained a great reputation.

During the Japanese invasion period, he also led the Southern Daomen to fight to the death with the Japanese warlocks, and beheaded the leader of the Jiuju branch of the contemporary Japanese country.

The Japanese invaders surrendered in [-]. Lin Yimei didn't want to harm her compatriots and set off a civil war, so she left Xiangjiang, married a wife and had children in Xiangjiang, and became a Fengshui master.

His son Lin Fengjiu studied Taoism with his father when he was young. He was admitted to the police station when he was young and became a royal policeman.

With outstanding abilities and the help of Taoism, Lin Fengjiu and his partner, police officer Ma, solved strange cases together and made a lot of contributions.

If all goes well, the world should have a promising Chinese sheriff who can not only solve strange cases, but also slay demons.

It's a pity that something unexpected happens!

Nine years ago, for unknown reasons, Lin Fengjiu's family, which was incomparably beautiful, suddenly suffered a disaster.

Overnight, both parents died, and the originally promising police officer Lin Fengjiu was suddenly assigned to this fishing village and became the village's security policeman.

The originally crowded Lin family suddenly became deserted.

In this way, the legendary Sergeant Lin fell, and he bowed down in this fishing village and became a public security policeman.

Relying on his Taoism and righteousness, Lin Fengjiu quickly won the respect and love of the villagers, and became the respected Uncle Feng in the village.

And the Xiangjiang Police Station also seemed to have forgotten about this person, never mobilized him again, and left him idle in this fishing village for nine years!

Listening to Uncle Feng's story, Wang Xuebin's face was pale, but his heart was very solemn.

If what this granny is telling is the truth, then it seems that there are undercurrents surging in this world that he doesn't know about.

The power that can drive a former Taoist leader to ruin his family is absolutely no small matter.

It seems that the enemies he has to face in this world may not be as simple as ghosts!

"It's here, it's here!"