Feng Shui detective

Make yourself another cup of tea, the emerald green tea leaves are swirling in the transparent glass, Lang Qing rarely sits up straight, she finds a comfortable position and leans on the chair, with a relaxed look.

The police magazine is issued every year in the bureau, and each brigade has two copies that are circulated in rotation, and Langqing also has one here.

The Public Security Magazine is divided into several parts. The first half is about the process of solving the particularly difficult cases encountered, and the latter part will contain some skills of veteran police officers in solving cases.Even the color page advertisement interspersed in the middle is a new special police car and survey vehicle launched by a certain company.

A book was finished in a short while, and Ling Feng was still sleeping soundly on the table.

The fragrance of tea leaves wafts through the room.

The bureau leader really lived up to Lang Qing's expectations. After the meeting, Lang Qing was temporarily suspended from authority and asked her to go home and rest for a few days until the limelight passed.

Everyone knew that the case was initiated by both the deceased themselves, but the timing of Lang Qing and Ling Feng's appearance was too embarrassing.Because of the pressure from above and public opinion, the bureau leader had to make this decision.

The three generations of the Lang family have been police officers. If something like this happens and Lang Qing continues to work without being affected, once someone picks her out of her family status, it will bring even more negative comments.

Leng Han's case has been investigated for more than half a year without any results. The Public Security Bureau hired Ling Feng for half a year with a salary of 1000 yuan per day. Now that this happened, he tactfully expressed his intention to end this employment.

Ling Feng who was woken up had red eyes like a rabbit, and looked at Lang Qing innocently, still not understanding what was going on.

"It doesn't matter if it's broken, 1000 yuan a day is not as much as you get a business a year."Lang Qing spoke to Ling Feng but looked at the captain who came over to deliver the message, curling her lips into a half-smile.

The drowsy Ling Feng was even more dizzy when he heard what Lang Qing said.

"Let's go, go home and sleep."Lang Qing took out her police uniform from the cabinet, folded it and placed it beside Ling Feng's desk, and patted her on the shoulder casually.

Except for clothes and teacups and some police books, Lang Qing didn't take everything away like she moved house, she brought personal things with her.Fortunately, a week ago, Ling Feng went out to clean up the snacks in the cabinet, and she left with Lang Qing in a daze with her water glass.

Very crooked.

As soon as he got in the car, Xiao Bai got out of Yu Peili, squatted beside Ling Feng and looked around, the car walked along the familiar road, and finally stopped at the door of Ling Feng's house.

"Your Feng Shui office can continue to open."Lang Qing stopped the car and took her hands off the joystick, "Because I'm not a policeman anymore, no policeman will treat you as a liar now, nor will there be any in the future."

Ling Feng got out of the car in a daze, and fell asleep on the sofa after opening the door and entering the house.

She drew talismans at home for a few days, went to sleep next door when she was sleepy, went out to eat something simple when she was hungry, and continued to draw when she came back. Now when she relaxes, her head can't move.Since he couldn't figure it out, Ling Feng simply didn't want to think about it. If he didn't understand the meaning of Lang Qing's words, he would just ask her directly when he woke up.

This incident had such an impact that even Lang's father, who worked in the provincial department, called Lang Qing to ask about the situation.

The call records can be retrieved, Lang Qing didn't say anything, just said that it had nothing to do with her.

Lang Qing was taught by Lang's father, and her growth experience is as excellent as textbooks.Awards and certificates piled up in the study room, placed together with Lang's father's certificate of honor.

She is a "child of other people's family" in the mouth of the neighbors. She has excellent grades and a stable job, with a bright future.

Lang's father is an old policeman, he has more experience than Lang Qing, and his tacit understanding with Lang Qing is not comparable to ordinary people.Lang Qing didn't say anything, it was a little different from her in the past, Lang's father seemed to understand something, and asked her to rest at home before hanging up the phone.

Lang Qing didn't eat lunch, so she buried herself in the quilt and forced herself to sleep. In the evening, she put on her hat and went to the supermarket.

It was only after Ling Feng woke up that she had the energy to sort out the meaning of what Lang Qing said. To put it simply, she heard good news and bad news today.The bad news is that she was fired, the good news is that she can go back to her old job.

Being able to open an unfettered Feng Shui office is definitely better than going to work. A thousand a day sounds like a lot, but for her who can't make money, there is not much difference between a thousand a day and a hundred.

When it comes to collecting money, Ling Feng feels distressed again.

Incense money is not made casually, let alone stamped talismans.She needs to offer ordinary yellow paper under the statue of Sanqing to take cigarettes for seven to seven 49 days without a break, and this is the incense money.Incense money is the hard currency of ghosts and gods, and it is like real gold and silver in exchange for the human world.Every time Ling Feng makes incense, he will keep half of the money, and ask God to seal the altar.Asking the gods also requires money, and this money is incense money.

The lower realm of the gods will take away more than half of the incense money for Ling Feng, and only leave two or three incense sticks for Ling Feng each time.

The yellow paper stamped by God will become smooth, with faint traces of seals on it.

Ling Feng remembered that when she asked the gods before, she was scolded by the patriarch, saying that she didn't respect the gods, and used ordinary yellow paper to fool them, and every time she stamped for her, she had to put a little effort into making the amulets look good.

In fact, Ling Feng knew that they were short of incense. There were fewer and fewer people with faith, less and less incense and power of faith, and fewer and fewer capable descendants.They would not ignore a person like Ling Feng who was able to invite gods and offered sacrifices for them voluntarily.

So these gods scolded her in disgust every time, but they still stamped her.

Ling Feng opened the altar every 49 days and got two or three talismans each time.That day, she proudly released twelve celestial master ghost talismans, took a pile of incense and money to open the way of ghosts, opened the door of ghosts, and attracted thousands of ghosts to their ancestors.But just like this, she spent the talismans she had worked so hard to save for a year.

Especially the second sentence "And I have plenty of money", every time Ling Feng thinks about it, he can't wait to slap himself.

It's embarrassing to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf without collecting money.

Regardless of the incense money, the ghost amulet of the teacher was a valuable one that day, and the auction price was close to seven figures. Fortunately, she waved away a three-bedroom apartment in the city center of Tianming City, a second-tier city. hall.

No, it can't be counted like that!Ling Feng held his head with his hands.She can draw this talisman, she can invite this god, the incense money is yellow paper and incense, the cost price is very low, even the price of the finished product bought at the Confucius Temple...

Ling Feng slapped himself on the face, you don't make money, you are hopeless!

Sitting on the sofa hugging the pillow and being wronged for a long time, he took another look at Xiaobai who was squatting aside to watch the fun, and touched his flat belly.

"Let's go Xiaobai, let's go to Lang Qing, she said that she will provide me with three meals a day!" Don't eat three meals a day, today she drew talismans all night, and was brought into the game shortly after dawn. I didn't eat a meal.

During the time when Ling Feng and Lang Qing were in trouble, Xiao Bai touched the downstairs of her house, and even set out at night to try to summon ghosts to scare her.

Lang Qing's house was not far from her house, so Ling Feng took Xiao Bai on the bus and went there.

There was no one at home, so Ling Feng squatted on the ground pitifully and counted how much she lost on this trip.Not only lost money, but also cost 28 lives, countless karma.

No matter what the calculations, Ling Feng felt that she was at a loss. Even if this talisman was not suitable for sale, she could use it to deceive the little beauty. As the little beauty is so rich, she would definitely not be short of the one million 10 yuan.

How do you say it, steal from the rich and give to the poor?Get rich first and get rich later?

Lang Qing bought fresh vegetables and meat from the supermarket and returned home. Just after turning the stairs, she saw a person and a dog squatting in front of her house.The actions of these two are extremely consistent, and it can be seen that they have lived together for a long time.

A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, Lang Qing's first reaction was to take a look at the sky outside.The sun is still showing a corner of its huge body, leaving a small piece of red that has not faded in the sky.

Lang Qing glanced around, stepped forward to pull Ling Feng up, and asked her in a very low voice: "How do you know that I live here? You can summon ghosts before dark?"

Ling Feng didn't dare to say that he had looked for her in the middle of the night, and after taking in a ghost baby, the female ghost wailed and mourned downstairs at her house in the middle of the night, and did not save her until Yinshi's ghost gate was about to close.

Guilty Ling Feng looked at Xiao Bai subconsciously, Xiao Bai turned his head as if he didn't know anything.

At a glance, Lang Qing knew that Xiao Bai brought her here, and that Xiao Bai, the big white dog, had really become a spirit, which made Lang Qing a little curious.

After inviting Ling Feng in, Lang Qing asked about it at the dinner table after cooking four dishes and one soup.

"Xiaobai was a stray dog ​​when he was alive, looking for food in the trash can every day. I didn't live here at that time. I rented a house with my father. Every time I go home, I can see him. It's been a long time. I will bring it something to eat." Ling Feng ate half full in one breath before replying, rubbing his belly with a look of unsatisfied expression. "It was stupid at that time, otherwise it wouldn't have died outside in the winter."

Xiao Bai listened with his ears pricked up, and gritted his teeth unsurprisingly when he heard Ling Feng say that it was stupid.

"And then? Didn't you say that you went to the underworld to hunt it? Then you met some kind of reincarnation king?" It turned out that Ling Feng didn't believe what she said. It was so ridiculous to go to the underworld. Besides, she went down to catch a dog. ?Who can believe this?But it's different now, Xiaobai is really not an ordinary dog, ordinary dogs are not so smart, and it has no entity yet.

"It's the king of reincarnation. I went down to the underworld and disturbed the cleanliness there. Just as the bull's head and horse face came out to arrest me, the reincarnation king of the ten palaces passed by. After asking about the situation, he didn't punish me and let me take Xiaobai away. The most strange What’s more, he watched me and told me a story, but I didn’t pay attention at the time!” Ling Feng stared at Xiaobai, “He told me that there was a restless master in the sky who ran down and stole the land. Bodhisattva Bodhisattva Tibetan King listened to the newborn son, and took away the accompanying medicinal materials, saying that he was going to feed the dog. What does he mean? Could it be that Xiaobai is Xiao Truing? If it is really listening, why is the king of reincarnation? Don't you want Xiaobai to return to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

That's the King of Hell who governs reincarnation, even ten Ling Feng can't afford to offend him!