Hong Kong Comprehensive Begins, Seeking Laws from the Heavens

Flowing clouds rolled through the dim night, bringing with them shadows.

The ghost market five miles away from Yin Yang Road.

Because there are very few people here, and there are Yin and Yang ghost kings around here to protect them, Yin and Yang ghosts gather together, forming a ghost market at night.

Of course, there are not just ghosts among them. There are Huang Jiaxian who borrows the art of transformation and has a sinister eyebrow and rat eyes, a mountain spirit covered with vines that looks like a monkey, and a water monkey with webbed fingers. There are all kinds of strange things.

But at this time, these monsters and monsters that could scare ordinary people to death were looking nervously at the gate of the ghost market.

The ghostly mist rises, and the bright red flag flutters with the sinister wind.

Yin soldiers patrol at night, and strangers retreat.

But in front of these hundreds of Yin soldiers, there was actually a man riding a Heibiao, strolling around the courtyard to look at them.

He is extremely tall, even if he is riding on a five-meter-long Hei Biao, he does not look dwarfed. He has a nearly shiny bald head, with one hand holding the beautiful girl in front of him who looks like a mountain ghost, and the other holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

Without waiting for anyone to stop him, Hei Biao rushed into the ghost market. Lin Mosheng glanced at the ghost market.

It's like a street vendor in ancient times. Everyone can hang a big red lantern to set up a stall.

And in a stall next to him, there were pieces of human flesh hanging on the stall of a tall, thick, indigo-faced Li Gui.

Lin Mosheng kicked the stall over.

Amidst the clattering sound, the indigo ghost who was originally frightened by Lin Mo's anger could not control the anger in his heart.

It roared and just wanted to extend its claws.

Suddenly a sharp blade pressed against its shoulder, and the terrifying force directly pushed it to the ground, where it knelt among a pile of human flesh.

The indigo ghost looked up, met Lin Mosheng's black eyes, and said sternly, "What are you doing? This is a ghost market, how dare you break the rules?"

Lin Mosheng raised the sword in his hand and chopped off Li Gui's head. Then he opened his mouth, revealing eight white teeth, "Who else wants to tell me the rules?"

Behind him, Gan Zitai raised the big flag in his hand, "Kill!"

The Yin soldiers who gathered their military morale may not be able to fight against the wind, but they can still fight against the wind.

The roar turned into thunder, "Kill!"

The night was lonely and the ghosts were speechless.

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In the distant jungle, two little foxes looked towards the direction of the ghost market.

Among them, the yellow fox complained, "He is even more evil than an evil ghost. Grandma still asks us to help him at critical moments. Why can we help him? Are we helping the evil spirits?"

He turned to look at the snow-white fox next to him, "Sister Bao, let's go back."

The white fox suddenly burst into laughter, "A man like this would be fun to ride on."

The yellow fox couldn't help but cover his face with his hands. It was over, Sister Bao turned black again.

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Lin Mosheng gathered a group of ghosts, leaned carelessly on Hei Biao, and sat on the open space in the middle of the ghost market, "I don't care about the previous rules."

"But now, I, Lin Mosheng, am guarding this ghost city, and I will establish two rules."

"First, you cannot sell living human flesh and blood."

"Second, fights are prohibited in the ghost city."

The ghosts glanced at Lin Mosheng with evil intentions. The living person in front of them was so powerful that they decided to pretend to be a snake for the time being.

However, they obviously did not want to abide by the rules set by Lin Mosheng.

The ghost market sells human flesh and blood, and even the Mazu Temple cannot ban it. They don't believe that Lin Mosheng can ban it.

Lin Mosheng looked around at the ghosts in front of him and understood what they were thinking. However, this kind of thing cannot be changed overnight. He just set a rule first.

As for whether they want to abide by their own rules, they have to ask whether the knife in their hands will comply.

There is a saying in modern times that says justice without force is just a fig leaf for hypocrisy.

But power alone is not enough.

Human beings are born with wisdom, so they cannot be killed without teaching.

Lin Mosheng waved his hand, "If you understand, then go down."

Surrounded by the Yin soldiers, the ghosts dared not speak out in anger, but finally they handed over to Lin Mosheng, turned into a stream of Yin wind, and disappeared into the night.

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A pair of peeping ghost eyes in the distance also saw this scene.

The red-haired ghost king stopped a ghost. When the other ghost saw that it was the red-haired ghost king, he immediately fell to his knees and said, "Sir red-haired ghost, you have to make the decision for us."

"Tonight, a ruthless person came to the Yin Yang Road Ghost Market and broke the rules. For some reason, Master Yin Yang did not show up..."

Before it finished speaking, it heard Chifa snort coldly, "Yin Yang? I'm afraid he will never come again!"

Can't come?

The ghost's face changed several times, thinking of the faint sounds of killing and thunder that came from the first half of the night tonight.

It suddenly dawned on me.

But before he could ask further questions, the red-haired ghost king asked, "Let me ask you, was the living person you saw today seriously injured? Didn't you all unite to resist?"

The ghost thought for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "The other party is so arrogant, with hundreds of yin soldiers behind him, and he killed the green-faced ghost with one strike. How can we dare to test it?"

"waste!"

The red-haired ghost king roared angrily, not sure if he was talking about the Yin Yang ghost king or the ghost in front of him.

He hesitated for a moment. At this time, the military advisor next to him said, "Master Ghost King, now that the day is about to dawn, we should withdraw our troops first and make long-term plans."

The red-haired ghost king nodded helplessly. This is the shortcoming of Yinhun. Even if he is willing, most of the time, the weather does not allow it.

In the Yin Yang Ghost Market, the dim light of the morning sun in the distance gave the sky a light fish belly color. Long Po led the Yin soldiers back to their home base on Yin Yang Road first. There were still many things to deal with next.

Lin Mosheng rubbed Supan's head and smoothed her hair, "It's time to go back."

But Supan grabbed Lin Mosheng's hand and, like a chicken, happily pecked Lin Mosheng on the face, "No, I want to watch the sunrise with you."

"Watching the sunrise?" Lin Mosheng pinched Supan's cheek, "What are you thinking in your little head? It will be about the same after you become a ghost fairy."

"Wait, you haven't already?"

Su Pan suddenly stood up, and without waiting for Lin Mosheng's refusal, he smiled and said, "Mr., I haven't danced for you yet."

She still remembered that a few days ago, Lin Mosheng saw the fox tribe dancer's reluctant look.

Before Lin Mosheng could refuse, Supan jumped to his feet.

Under the dark sky above, there are beautiful shadows dancing gracefully.

As graceful as a frightened giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, as bright as autumn chrysanthemums, and as luxuriant as spring pines.

It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the fluttering snow is like the flowing wind.

When the morning sun rises, thousands of golden rays shine on Su Pan's transparent and snow-white skin. The gold and silver Buddha nature and Yin virtue are intertwined into the blood vessels of the skin, the pure Shaoyang energy turns into flesh and blood bones, and the black city god's seal condenses into a beating heart.

heart.

At this moment, she was no longer the little female ghost guarding her husband in the moonlit night, but a god, a city god who could accompany her man to watch the sunrise.