Feng Shui detective

Incense was stuck in the incense burner in front of the Sanqing Statue, and the gray smoke condensed into a line and floated upwards, finally dissipating in the air.

Being approached twice by the police within two days, Ling Feng put aside all the distracting thoughts in his mind very earnestly, and earnestly prayed for Sanqing's blessing.

"Master Patriarch, you have to bless me, what I did last night must not be revealed."

It is true that Wang Ning's brows are blackened, but his bad luck is likely to be caused by her.

When Wang Ning appeared yesterday, Ling Feng thought that he might meet some "something" recently, so he went out to invite two unjust dead ghosts to teach him a lesson.Ling Feng didn't know if this was the catastrophe he deserved, or if he forcibly interfered with other people's trajectories.In short, it is right to seek the blessing of the patriarch.

"If I was arrested by the police and squatted for a year or so, there would be fewer people burning incense for you every day."Ling Feng was nagging, fearing that he would go back to his original hard life.

Relying on others is worse than relying on oneself, Ling Feng wondered if he should go to Lang Qing to do it again at night?But thinking about the evil spirit on her body, she finally flinched.

It's too fierce, Ling Feng thought, who would want to mess with her.

Directly opposite the altar is a mahogany table with pens, ink, paper and inkstones on it.

The pen is Langhao, the ink is cinnabar, and the paper is yellow paper.Ling Feng opened the drawer, and the talisman papers that caught his eye were piled up in several piles.

Every time Ling Feng sells talisman paper, he looks heartbroken over the loss of his beloved, making others think that the talisman is hard-won and has amazing effects.If they knew that Ling Feng's talisman papers would pile up into hills, they might run away as a group.

Especially in this pile of talisman papers, there are still a few special ones.It took a lot of energy to use incense to offer paper for 49 days during the seventh seven days. After drawing the amulet, please ask the God of Heaven and Earth to stamp it.The shipment rate of this kind of talisman is very low, and it is not bad if there are two or three in a pile.The rest of the paper is full of incense, which is equivalent to offering to the righteous god, and it is the hard work of asking him to stamp it.

It is such a rare talisman paper that it piles up in Ling Feng's place.

After talking with the policewoman for a day, Ling Feng felt that she seemed to be questioning himself.Fengshui is used to being questioned by people, and modern people who believe in science don't believe in such things more or less.But after so many years, this policeman is the most annoying.

"Aren't you a great fairy? Can you pinch and count? Why can't you figure out who stole your things?"

Come to a Feng Shui master for everything?If Feng Shui masters are really useful, what use are you policemen!

Now there are two roads in front of Ling Feng, one is to trace the charm up and down the jade bracelet he just got, and wait for the thief to come to the door by himself.The other is to place a tracing talisman, which amplifies the aura of strangers in the room and asks Xiaobai to find them.

The former is too passive, no one knows when the thief will come.the latter……

Ling Feng drew the curtains in the room, and the thick curtains blocked the sun's light and heat.

Xiaobai is still a spirit body, so he can't show his figure during the day, and he can only rely on the body that Lingfeng cut out for him if he wants to move around during the day.

To be on the safe side, Ling Feng generously lit a Yin-gathering talisman.

A piece of yellow talisman paper stopped in mid-air and began to burn from bottom to top. There was a dark wind in the room, and the chill seeped into the bone marrow bit by bit.

A mass of white objects appeared, about half the height of a person, with a vague figure, but a large dog could be seen.The whole body of the dog was snow-white and translucent, and its black eyes could be seen.

Xiao Bai rolled happily on the ground, revealing his snow-white belly.

"Help me catch a thief".Except for Ling Feng, few people would touch that table, let alone the gold and silver jewelry in the drawer.After the thief entered the house, he needed to rummage through it, and naturally he would leave a trail of breath behind.This breath became weaker and weaker with the passage of time, and most people couldn't notice it, except for non-human beings like Xiaobai.

It was a dog when it was alive, with a keen sense of smell and hearing. After death, it was cultivated by Ling Feng as a soul, which is the best way to find people and things.

This ability can only be possessed when the real body is restored, and the ability to live in a paper figurine will be greatly weakened.Ling Feng didn't know when the last time the family recruited a thief, so he could only release Xiao Bai's real body.

She was in such a hurry that she did not hesitate to burn the talisman Juyin to make Xiaobai appear in the daytime.

Xiao Bai turned over and lay at Ling Feng's feet.Ling Feng looked down at it, and took out some incense money.The money was donated by her, and it was tainted with the smell of incense. It was originally a talisman to invite righteous gods to seal it, but before it was sealed, it was a great tonic for ghosts.

To put it simply, the paper offered by incense has no owner and no power. It is the purest incense and is loved by great ghosts who are good at ghosts.It's like the big ghost who drove the ghost car, because Ling Feng used the two Tongbao to send her home, and even scolded the evil ghost who was hostile to Ling Feng on the way.

If you put this paper on the altar and ask the gods to stamp it at a suitable time, most of the paper will be destroyed and become the "labor fee" for the gods to come down. The remaining two or three papers will be gods with various abilities. symbol.

Offering incense is very troublesome. Although Ling Feng has never stopped offering incense, she is still a bit stingy.Besides, how could she save that drawer of belongings if she wasn't stingy?

Xiaobai was very happy, the stingy Zhuer was finally generous.The incense money suddenly ignited, and the wisps of cigarette smoke did not float into the sky like ordinary fireworks and then disappeared into the air. Its smoke condensed down into a line, and finally got into Xiaobai's nose.

"No hurry, it's not dark yet."Ling Feng said.

The last corner of the yin-gathering talisman was burned, and black embers fell to the ground.Xiaobai disappeared into the house, as if he never appeared again.

Except for the thin layer of remaining ash on the ground.

Lang Qing walked out of the gate of the office, she turned around and looked at the signboard, the black lettering on the yellow background was as ostentatious as its owner.

She was thinking about things, some things were related to Ling Feng, and some things were related to herself.

Ling Feng's case was indeed full of doubts. After this brief contact, Lang Qing didn't quite believe that she was the perpetrator of that case—unless she had excellent acting skills.

She is confident enough that no one can doubt her about Feng Shui fortune-telling.But judging from her performance, the price of asking her for fortune-telling and feng shui won't be too low.

As she said, those who believe in her will come naturally, and those who don't believe in her will go their own way.Unlike ordinary businessmen, she does not pay attention to the visitor as the customer, and also regards the customer as God.

Putting aside the matter about Ling Feng, Lang Qing couldn't help thinking of herself.No matter what happened last night, it is a fact that she killed someone.

The population in this world changes, and an ordinary person may live his life peacefully from birth to death, with a loving husband and wife and harmonious neighbors.

There is evil in people's hearts, but this evil is suppressed by goodness. Most people have never hurt others in the past few decades from birth to death, let alone murder.

Lang Qing knew that that night, in order to save an innocent person, she killed two people who might return to the right path.

It's hard to tell whether it's right or wrong, and everyone has a different opinion.Just like what was said on the Internet, there is obviously a safer way, but she is too extreme.

The bus passed in front of her, and an elderly person got on the bus tremblingly. Lang Qing stood on the bus platform and didn't realize it until the bus drove away.

Lang Qing wanted to chase the bus, but just as she took a step, she felt her body crooked.

She forgot that the platform was a little higher than the road, and just accidentally sprained her foot.

Lang Qing bent down and rubbed her ankle lightly. That incident disturbed her mind and made her no longer as calm as before.

This was unexpected for Lang Qing.She thought she was calm enough, but she was still defeated by the rumors from the outside world.

Or she should really, as the captain said, put aside the mobile phone and the Internet, not respond to the curiosity of relatives and friends, and no longer care about the rumors on the Internet.She should see a psychiatrist, or go for a walk and relax.

A golden leaf fell from the sycamore tree, and the leaf brushed against Lang Qing's upturned nose.Lang Qing subconsciously looked up at the blue sky, where a sparrow was flying among the treetops.

There was a strange feeling on her face, as if something fell on her face.Lang Qing reached out and touched it, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

A bubble of bird droppings.

Wang Ning yawned.

Once the human spirit is relaxed, it is easy to think of some bad things.

Just like Wang Ning, he stayed up all night, and was busy looking for the escaped taxi driver during the day, and finally waited for the colleague who changed the guard, his eyelids were so heavy that he could barely lift them.

He wanted to sleep in the lounge of the Public Security Bureau, but the beds were limited, and whoever was on duty usually slept. If he took up a bed here and slept in the dark, there might be an older brother who had no place to rest.

Now is a special period, and the entire criminal police brigade is working under the eyes of reporters and the public.This is an opportunity to build the reputation of the Public Security Bureau, so the shift has changed from 4.5 days to every two days.

Walking out of the smoky office, Wang Ning said hello to his colleagues, and let out a long breath when he exited the gate of the Public Security Bureau.

Too lazy to wait for the bus, Wang Ning took a taxi and leaned back on his chair and yawned as soon as he reported the address of the community.

The smell of smoke seemed to be lingering in the nostrils, and Wang Ning, who was relaxed, recalled the experience like a ghost pressing the bed last night.

The two female ghosts with tragic deaths sat at the end of his bed, their voices were faint and resentful.

If it wasn't for the shimmering white light of the protective jade on his chest, protecting his body, Wang Ning would always feel like he was going to be eaten by those two female ghosts.

Could it be that the girl is really capable?

When Wang Ning returned home, he ate his meal full of thoughts. He was thinking about these two cases, and he was also thinking about the two female ghosts.

If it wasn't for the phone call in the middle of the night that woke him up, maybe he would have listened to the sad "Meng Jiangnu" all night.

The sequelae of staying up all night was top-heavy, and when Wang Ning fell into a deep sleep on the bed after washing, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his body.

It was as if his body was still asleep, but his consciousness was awake.Wang Ning knew that he was still asleep, but he could see things around him.

He knew that he was lying on his big bed at home, and the moonlight came through the window and fell at the end of the bed.

There were two female ghosts there, wearing shabby women's cheongsams, singing a drama with resentful eyes.

Under the moonlight, half of the faces of the two female ghosts were mutilated. They looked at him, stopped their sad tone, and grinned at him.

Again!

Wang Ning wished he could faint now.