Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 4 Master, please stay
Police office building.

Two men and one woman were hiding at the entrance of the corridor, sticking their heads out from time to time and peeking outside.

And there, there stood a monk holding an umbrella in his hand on a sunny day, which was indescribably weird.

"This monk seeks help from Director Ashin. I bet it won't work." The pretty policewoman said with a smile on her face and a quirky tone to the two people behind her: "He always has that Japanese dialogue."

"Smi Marseille~"

"My pockets are empty."

Coupled with her funny movements, this perfect imitation looks extremely cute.

The two male police officers behind him couldn't help but laugh.

However, as they turned around inadvertently, a stern face came into view.

"Chief."

"I'm sorry, Chief."

After a hasty salute, the two male police officers fled away, leaving only the stunned female police officer.

At this moment, the smile on her face had not completely dissipated. When she suddenly saw Superintendent Ashin, she was almost frightened to death. She shrank her neck, saluted tremblingly, and said in a low voice:
"I'm sorry, Chief."

Without waiting for an answer, he trotted away from the stairs.

"Tsk, tsk, Meimei is unlucky this time. She was caught making a joke behind the director's back."

Outside the building, parking area.

Meng Chao continued with a gloating smile: "Brother Fan, would you like us to introduce you to Mei Mei? She is Director Ashin's secretary and the most beautiful girl in our branch."

"Stop talking nonsense and lift this side up with a jack."

"Oh." Meng Chao responded helplessly.

On the side, Kim McGee was holding a wrench in his hand. He really couldn't figure out why the new police chief suddenly came to inspect the vehicle when he was eating well.

At this time, the sound of conversation came.

"Aren't you 27?"

"Amitabha, June 24, 27, the poor monk is no longer the previous [-], [-], and now his Dharma name is Huiqing."

"Huiqing? This is so unexpected. A once-so-brave policeman has become a monk. As an old colleague of yours, I feel so sorry."

not far away.

Only a police car away, Meng Chao put down what he was doing and said excitedly:
"Hey, Director Ashin seems to be acting weird, do you hear it?"

"Well, continue listening." Meng Fan looked solemn.

"Sheriff, you are so mysterious...you don't know anything, do you?" Kim McGee asked curiously.

Unfortunately, Meng Fan did not answer, but just motioned for them to listen carefully.

"The poor monk was so brave back then that the sin of killing was too serious." The monk in yellow said solemnly, "That's why I saw through the world of mortals and took refuge in my Buddha."

"Alas!" A joking smile appeared on the director's face, pretending to be regretful: "The ending of this police story is really tragic."

"By the way, what kind of wind brought you here."

Although he had noticed the almost overt sarcasm from his old colleague, the old monk remained calm and put one hand on his chest:
"I want to test whether I have entered the realm of transformation."

"It's too esoteric. If you come to see me, what does it have to do with whether you have entered the Transformation Realm?"

"The donor doesn't know something. The person I hated the most before I became a monk was you!"

Hearing this, Kim McKee and Meng Chao looked at each other, wondering if the chief would fight the monk.

The next moment, the old monk in yellow changed the topic and said seriously: "But today I am here to save you, which can prove that I have transformed."

"You, you are simply ignorant. I am the branch director."

Superintendent Ashin was furious, puffed up his chest, looked around, and just happened to see Meng Fan who was pretending to be repairing a car not far away, and he gained confidence in an instant, and retorted:
"He has both civil and military skills, can you save him?!"

"It's melted! It's melted!"

The monk seemed to be angry with him, turned around and stopped looking at Director Ashin, and said as he walked:

"The poor monk has two things to inform you. I hope you will take care of yourself."

"First, after seven days, at twelve o'clock in the evening, women wearing pink clothes must not be allowed to enter or exit the police station, otherwise they will be haunted by resentful ghosts." At this point, the old monk obviously became serious and looked back. Xiang Director Ashin, his eyes full of warning.

Unfortunately, the director didn't listen to a word. He walked towards him, pointed at his nose and cursed:

"You are talking nonsense, boring, childish, you..."

"Second! You must not curse others, otherwise you will suffer a bloody disaster, believe it or not."

Without any nostalgia, the old monk turned around and left.

"Your mother..."

Just when Director Ashin was about to curse, a lump of bird droppings fell from the sky and got into his eyes. His steps became unsteady. He stepped on the left and right, and fell flat on his face. The blood on his forehead flowed all over the floor.

"Director, are you okay?"

"We'll take you to the infirmary."

Jin McGee and Meng Chao rushed over to help him.

The plot has changed.

If he had never appeared and had not brought his two younger brothers here, the conversation would still have taken place, but the director's bloody disaster would not have come true here. Instead, Kim McGee hit the back of his head with a tennis ball that he accidentally knocked away.

"You won't really hit a ghost, right?" The director covered his forehead and asked, "What day will it be in seven days?"

"What day is it?"

Jin McGee looked at Meng Chao.

Meng Chao froze on the spot and muttered to himself:
"What day is it?"

While the three of them were thinking, Meng Fan's voice sounded.

"It's the Ghost Festival, Director."

"Chinese New Year's Day?"

At this time, Jin McGee keenly noticed that there was a look of surprise and suspicion on the director's bloody face.

"You two quickly take the chief to stop the bleeding and bandage it up. I'll go over and ask the monk, what's going on with his nagging?"

After speaking, Meng Fan quickly chased after him.

Since I was forced to come to this ghost world, I have to find a way to save myself!
"Master, please stay."

"Master, please stay."

After shouting repeatedly, Monk Huiqing stopped in his tracks.

"Amitabha, if the donor is here for things that will happen in seven days, please don't say anything."

"The poor monk has given a solution."

Hearing this, Meng Fan was speechless for a moment. Before he could speak, people blocked the road. It was really...

At a time when he was helpless and unwilling, the master sighed again and said in relief:

"That's it, that's it."

"The monks are compassionate. Take this string of beads. They have followed the poor monk for more than ten years. They can eliminate delusions, increase people's wisdom, benefit themselves and protect themselves. I hope it can help the benefactor survive the disaster safely."

"But please remember that after seven days, don't let the woman in pink enter the police station. This is the safest way to break the situation."

After saying that, he stopped a taxi on the street and left without looking back.

"Master, where should I find you?"

rear.

No matter how much Meng Fan shouted, he still received no response. Gradually, a thought emerged in his mind:

Perhaps this string of beads was actually prepared for Director Ashin. If he had been soft and not so cynical, Master Huiqing would have left this string of beads for him to ward off disaster, instead of giving it to himself who chased him out.

Soon.

There was no trace of the master at all. Meng Fan let out a long sigh, silently put away the beads, turned and walked towards the police station.

(End of this chapter)