Police Building.

General Inspector's Office.

Two men wearing ancient armor and long hair were eating voraciously.

On the side, Dasha lit a cigarette and silently looked at the previous life that was reincarnated as a starving ghost.

Ma Shangfeng grabbed the lamb chops, took a big bite, and took a sip of soda, and said with emotion:

"I didn't expect that the water will be so sweet five hundred years later!"

"After finding the master and eradicating the Ghost King, I will bring one jar, no, bring ten jars back!"

As he said that, he picked up the orange-flavored Fanta and started drinking it in big gulp.

So poor...

He looks like he has never seen the world.

Dasha despised his previous life a little, lowered his head and bounced the ash into the cylinder, saying dissatisfied:

"Hey, please pay attention to whether the food is good."

"Did you hear that? Put down this big lamb chop and leave one for me." Yin Jia licked Xiaohui's pork chop sauce stuck to his fingers, burped, but he still coveted the dry roast lamb chops in his junior brother's hand.

"Don't worry, the guest at Yung Kee Restaurant will deliver the second batch of takeaways." Meng Fan said.

Generally speaking, small-scale restaurants that only sell fried chicken, hamburgers and boxed lunches will provide additional delivery services to attract business because of poor dine-in business.

A time-honored brand like Yung Kee Restaurant does not lack business at all, so there is no precedent.

However, having money can make the ghost beat the ghost.

As a big customer, Meng Fan asked them to open a delivery service with just one call.

"Well, the boy named Meng, you have a lot of eyesight. I am Ma Shangfeng, the first-rank military officer of the Ming Dynasty!"

"When I finish my errands and find my way home, I will definitely give you a hundred taels of gold to repay you!"

In the past, Meng Fan painted cakes for others, but he really didn't expect that now it's the opposite.

"Need not."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dasha couldn't help but expose Ma Shangfeng's lies, and he spoke in his tone with questioning:

"Let's talk about whether you can go back, even if you can go back, how will the Xuanmen of Heaven and Earth be opened after the Ming Dynasty? Can you come back to this era? Do you know the answer?"

"So, that hundred taels of gold will not be realized when it will be fulfilled."

Logically speaking, meeting in the past and present life should be something worth celebrating, but Dasha lost face because the other party was infected - she cried in front of her senior brother under the emotional infection.

Therefore, the more Dasha looked at Ma Shangfeng, the more he felt very unhappy.

Seeing that "bold words" were exposed by himself in this life, Ma Shangfeng was not afraid, and immediately slapped the table and stood up, stepped on Meng Fan's office chair, and said loudly:

"I am a first-rank general named by the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the emperor's pen. How could he break his promise?"

"Yes, I am the senior disciple of Caolu lay Buddhist." Xiaohui also stood up.

The two showed their names and tried their best to prove that they would repay the kindness, and hoped that Meng Fan and others would help them find their master, the layman of Caolu, and work together to kill the Ghost King.

"It's now 1983 AD, and the Ming Dynasty had already died, and the mite that replaced it had been dead for nearly a hundred years." Meng Fan said helplessly: "So, we don't need or expect two people to repay you. As officials, it is a matter of protecting one's safety."

Upon hearing this, Ma Shangfeng looked disbelief.

As an old official, he firmly believes that no matter how the times develop, there are still corrupt officials in the world, which is amazing. The number of corrupt officials has decreased and there are mediocre officials everywhere.

Mediocre people are willing to sacrifice their lives to kill demons?

If I hadn't died of the wind in Yihongyuan, I would have been reluctant to fight the Ghost King.

[Now it has become a god. According to the master and junior brother, he has become an immortal existence, so he has made up his mind to eliminate any harm to the world.]

Seeing that the two were skeptical, Meng Fan was too lazy to explain, and his actions were better than thousands of words!

"Can you two contact the lay Buddhists of Caolu? As long as you find him, you can start to destroy the Fusang Ghost King."

On the sofa, Uncle Feng spoke.

Seeing the Taoist who looked like his master, but was a younger Taoist, Ma Shangfeng did not dare to be arrogant and stopped eating and drinking.

Xiaohui bowed and said, "I have a good time and a little knowledgeable person, so I can't contact the master."

"..." Meng Fan.

“…” Kim McGee.

If you don’t have the ability, you won’t have the ability. Why don’t you say that? There are too many empty gifts.

In fact, Meng Fan had seen through the reality of the two. Ma Shangfeng had the highest combat power, his body of qi and blood were like a rush, and his two arms had at least a thousand pounds of strength and luck to protect him. He was very extraordinary.

The silver armor general Xiaohui only knew some superficial skills, and had some magic power in his body, which was very useful, and was only a little better than himself before the special training.

Knock--

Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded.

"In." Kim McGee spoke.

Everyone looked out the door.

A thin, small man who looked like a junior high school student stood there in a daze and saluted with instinct:

"Meng Sir." "Jin Sir."

"And this one..."

Dasha waved his hand and signaled that he didn't care about this.

"This is your past life. This is why you have been troubled by dreams recently."

As he said that, Meng Fan's gaze wandered between Huang Yishan and Xiaohui, and continued: "Is there anything you want to say to each other?"

Huang Yishan shook his head.

Because he is often troubled by dreams, his daily work has been delayed. He just hopes that things will end quickly and return to normal.

"You're doing really badly." Xiaohui looked disgusted.

Although I am just a newcomer, I can still see that the subordinates bow to the top.

Unexpectedly, Feng Shui turns.

In ancient times, he was a senior brother and could tease Ma Shangfeng who was late at night. In this life, he had to salute him respectfully.

Dasha disliked Ma Shangfeng.

Xiaohui dislikes Huang Yishan.

Finally, Huang Yishan left.

After all, he is not a Taoist sect, and he has no means to exorcise ghosts and demons. He only has some sense of emotion with the previous world.

If he was a peerless figure in his previous life, it might still work, but the silver armored Xiaohui was the same.

On the other side.

The King of Ghosts of Fusang has been released. All the practitioners of Hong Kong, whether they practice Taoism or follow the Buddha, feel restless. They want to figure out what is going on and hope to resolve the crisis as soon as possible.

The lay Buddhist who was thinking about the people was waiting for trial in the Lushui Mental Hospital with a wooden sign symbolizing the identity of the death row prisoner on his neck.

"This court sentences you to death and execute it immediately!"

"Are there anything you want to say?"

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The layman in the hut looked excited, but the bandage was tightly wrapped around his mouth, and he could not defend himself without one in ten magic power!

Is my thatched cottage going to die here for no reason?

"Execution!"

“biu～biubiu～”

The layman closed his eyes and waited unwillingly for death to come, and there were too many thoughts in his mind.

However……

The truth is that a group of psychopaths surrounded him, gestured out the pistol with their fingers, and dubbed themselves.

"ah!!"

"The female devil is here, run away!"

Someone shouted in the outer circle.


Chapter completed!