Feng Shui detective

The first quarter moon was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and the moon became blurred, adding a kind of blurred beauty.

In the distance, there are dark clouds pressing down, as if the sky has changed.

Ling Feng was waiting at the bus stop. Most of the taxis passing by were full of passengers. Occasionally some illegal cars stopped. Ling Feng waved his hand.

She is not afraid of meeting bad people with bad intentions, but Ling Feng is just reluctant to part with the taxi fare.

There are many vehicles passing by, including vans and luxury cars, but there is no one waiting for the bus that she wants.

Ling Feng felt a little strange, she glanced at the phone, it was 11:30.She had been waiting here for nearly an hour. The last bus that was supposed to stop at 1 o'clock did not show up, and there were no passers-by waiting around her.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was in the wrong place, Ling Feng almost thought he had walked on the road of yin and yang.

The only yin and yang road in this southern city is near the Chenghuang Temple on the west side, where the yin energy is strong after nightfall, so the Chenghuang Temple was naturally built there.

The upper part of the Chenghuang Temple is the Yang Temple, and the lower part is the Yin Temple, connecting the two worlds of Yin and Yang.The yin-yang road opens at Haishi, connecting the Yin road with the Yang road. Ghosts come to Yang from the Yin road and leave at Yin time.

Since this is not Yinyang Road, why can't I wait for the bus?Ling Feng frowned.

Fog suddenly formed at night, and a pair of orange headlights flickered in the fog.

It was a bus on the back line, the body was blue and looked rusty.There was no number of roads written on the car, nor where did it come from, it stopped in front of Ling Feng and opened the door as if it appeared out of nowhere.

The middle-aged man in the dark blue uniform of the bus company glanced at Ling Feng who was standing there unmoved, turned around and pressed the door closing button.

When the car door was about to close, a white and tender hand stretched out, and the car door automatically sensed, and retracted again.

Ling Feng blocked the car door with his hand, stood outside and asked him: "Master, do you want to go to the Confucius Temple in the south of the city?"

The middle-aged man shook his head expressionlessly, and raised his hand to close the door.

"Hey, hey, don't you, master, are you going to the south of the city?" The Confucius Temple is the center of the south of the city. There are a lot of good and bad people on that street. .

"Detour".The driver, the uncle, had an expressionless face. He spoke very concisely, as little as he could, and his voice was not pleasant, as if rubbing stones on the concrete floor.

His face was gray, his eyes were dull, and he looked like a dead face.

Having a car is better than walking, Ling Feng got into the car and fumbled in his pockets: "Master, how much is it?"

The door closed again, the car started staggeringly, and the man held out two fingers.

Ling Feng took out two yuan from his pocket. The general coin looked brand new, as if it had just been circulated.She thought for a while, put the two coins back into her pocket, and took out two copper coins from her bosom.

The two Jiaqing Tongbao were originally buried by her in the incense burner under the statue of Sanqing.

Everyone knows that the Big Five Emperors have little money, but the Little Five Emperors have a lot of money.The small five emperors' money composed of Shunzhi Tongbao, Kangxi Tongbao, Yongzheng Tongbao, Qianlong Tongbao, and Jiaqing Tongbao can also have the effect of warding off evil spirits and attracting wealth. If it is placed in an incense burner and used as an incense offering, it will last for 49 days...

The middle-aged man driving the car turned his gaze, and Ling Feng put the two new-looking Jiaqing Tongbao into the banknote slot.

Ling Feng turned his head towards him and smiled slightly, seeing that his Adam's apple had obviously rolled.

"Are you going to the Confucius Temple?" the man asked her.

"I'm going to Muhe Road, Chengnan District." Ling Feng's eyes fell on the window, and a black car passed by the bus outside.

Ling Feng withdrew his gaze and set his gaze on the passenger who was like her.

The car was not big, and there were not many passengers in it. An old man with gray hair sat on the old, weak, sick and disabled seat. The old man had a wrinkled face and a tree branch in his hand.

The branch looked old, and the protrusions on the branch were smoothed by modi. The whole branch seemed to be wrapped, and it looked extraordinarily smooth.

A seat away from the old man was a middle-aged man in sloppy clothes, who looked like he was doing hard work, not to mention the dust on his face, and there was a big sack lying at his feet.

In the back half of the carriage, there is a grandma with a child sitting near the back door. The child is sitting by the window, and the grandma is sitting by the aisle.

Ling Feng walked to the back and sat in the aisle away from Grandma.She looked out the window and saw the car turning towards the East Second Ring Road, as if it was about to leave the city.

Many people have this kind of experience. After sleeping well in the middle of the night, they suddenly feel that they wake up. When they wake up, they can see the surrounding environment, but they just cannot open their eyes.No matter how hard you try and use all kinds of methods, you can't feel it when you pinch your own arm.

This kind of experience is mostly a ghost press.

But this is the first time Wang Ning has encountered this kind of ghost press.

He saw two female ghosts sitting at the end of his bed. The two scary-looking female ghosts looked at him and sang "Meng Jiangnu" in a particularly sad tone.

"The gourd bears seeds and grows mengjiang, and meets Fan Lang in a happy marriage.

Qin Shihuang, the emperor of the ages, broke up a pair of mandarin ducks.

Fan Lang died while building the Great Wall, and Meng Jiang wept down the Great Wall.

The girl from Zhenlie has a strong temper, so she jumped into the river to save the festival. "

Meng Jiangnu met a white-faced scholar who was drafted into the army. It was a happy marriage, but unfortunately the officer forcibly took the scholar away, and finally died when the Great Wall was being built, and his bones were buried in the city wall.Meng Jiangnu cried down the Great Wall, made three demands to Qin Shihuang who was passing by, and finally jumped into the sea to commit suicide.

The voice was miserable, coupled with the fact that the two horrific-looking female ghosts sang together, and when they sang to the sad part, blood and tears ran down their cheeks, and Wang Ning's already shattered face made Wang Ning shudder even more.

Wang Ning wanted to speak out, but his throat seemed to be strangled, and he couldn't make a sound.He felt as if his whole body had fallen into a cold pool, only his chest still had some warmth, warming his heart.

The jade pendant, which cost a lot of money during the day, was tightly attached to his chest, emitting a warm and hazy white light.

Just as Wang Ning was about to face off with the female ghosts all night, his cell phone rang suddenly.The miserable female voice stopped abruptly, and Wang Ning felt that the confinement of his body disappeared.

Wang Ning got up from the bed and touched the mobile phone beside the pillow. It was a call from the squadron.

"Hey, Team Chen, I am... what? Come on, I'll be right there!" Wang Ning turned over from the bed and found that the two female ghosts had disappeared at some point.He touched the jade pendant on his chest, and the soft jade material clung to his chest.

The windows were wide open, and the curtains were blown by the wind, as if nothing had happened.

This car seems to be driving around the city.

Ling Feng sat on the bus and tightened his thin windbreaker. The night was chilly and slightly chilly.

The man in shabby clothes got out of the car before, and then a female student who looked like 20 years old came up in the car, wearing a makeup that looked very rouge.She sat at the same level as the old man and looked out the window in silence.

The car passed a construction site, and there was a small dirt slope near the corner of the road. On the dirt slope, there was a stick sticking out, and a black crow squatted on it.

Under the street lamp, the black feathers of the crow could be seen. It opened its mouth and called twice, and flapped its wings.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and two young men appeared out of nowhere. The one who got into the car first had a strong physique, and a small tattoo was faintly exposed on the side of his neck.The person who got into the car after him was thin and thin, wearing a black leather jacket with the sleeves rolled up a little, and the scorpion tattoo on the back of his hand could be seen.

Those two people got into the car with dull eyes, and a fierce look flashed in their eyes when they saw Ling Feng sitting in the back row.

Ling Feng casually opened the folding fan, and a silver light flashed across the empty white fan.

"Find a seat and sit down."The man driving said something impatiently, and the car turned onto the South Third Ring Road, looking like it was going to drive into the city.

The two men who got into the car behind obediently found a seat near the front and sat quietly like air.

Grandma, who was only a corridor away from Ling Feng, looked at Ling Feng holding a folding fan with a look of looking at a mental patient.She moved the young granddaughter beside her, the little girl rubbed her eyes, and asked her childishly, "Grandma, what are you doing?"

Grandma bent down and said in a very gentle voice: "Be good, baby, it's not comfortable to sleep like this, mother-in-law is holding you to sleep."

The little girl rubbed her eyes and stood up, and the grandmother moved to a position by the window, holding the little girl in her arms.

The car stopped and went, and stopped at a village that was about to be demolished in the south of the city. Grandma got out of the car with the little girl in her arms.

Ling Feng sat alone in the deserted back row, and when the car stopped on Muhe Road, she got up and got out of the car.

The car turned a corner and headed west of the city.

There is a Town God's Temple in the west of the city, and there is a Yin-Yang Road in front of the Town God's Temple.

This is a ghost car, and the big ghost who drives it is good. Just like there are ferrymen on the road to Huangquan, there are naturally people who guide ghosts in this world.

They don't have a main editor like Mr. Wuchang, they are "legal", "policemen" who catch ghosts.They are more like local residents recognized by the city god, using this method to cultivate good fruits and ghost bodies.

Ling Feng turned around, she thought of this big ghost who practiced kindness, and inevitably thought of the grandma with the child.

Kids who can see what others can't see get into this ghost car because they're clean and pure.

And that grandma was near the end of her lifespan, and stepped into the coffin in half a step.

Ling Feng has always felt that ghosts are much simpler than humans, and they are not so cautious, with evil and good written all over their faces.

It doesn't look like a human being, with thousands of faces full of suspicion.