For normal people, exorcising ghosts should be like what Uncle Ying did, using Taoist magic, talismans, ink lines, and red ropes—that's what it means to exorcise ghosts and fight zombies.
As a result, Yang Cheng smashed them to pieces with each punch, and this violent exorcism process once again shattered their worldview.
After the woman in the cheongsam died, the Yin Meridian Spirit Stone left on her body became even larger, about the size of an infant's fist.
However, this thing is indeed strange and difficult to deal with, and most importantly, it is difficult to kill.
If Yang Cheng hadn't withstood the opponent's mental attack in the end, the opponent might have escaped again.
After putting away the Yin Meridian Spirit Stone, Yang Cheng turned his gaze to Chen Wenyao, whose hair was already gray but who was still full of vigor, and smiled and said, "It's been a long time, Chen sir."
"Back then, you arrested Lui Lok and Crippled Ho at the same time, you were practically the top cop in the force, your fame was boundless, how come you haven't made it to the top spot yet?"
Chen Wenyao smiled wryly and said, "Being the number one boss isn't easy. Besides, it's not easy being the number one boss either. You're constantly being watched and scolded."
Yang Cheng, I never expected that the person in the video was really you.
What on earth is going on? I suddenly feel like everything around me is unreal, like I'm dreaming.
Yang Cheng glanced at the surrounding police officers and said casually, "Let's talk about it when we get back to the police station. The subway here can be opened, so there shouldn't be any problems for the time being."
However, I can't guarantee what will happen next.
Back at the police station, Chen Wenyao dismissed everyone else, leaving only the officer who had seen the cheongsam-clad female ghost behind.
"Yang Cheng, can you tell me now? What exactly happened?"
Yang Cheng said in a deep voice, "Inspector Chen, you are a smart man. You should have guessed what's going on a long time ago."
In short, it can be summed up in three words: haunted.
However, these ghosts are not the same as the ghosts you normally know; their power far exceeds your imagination.
This world has become a bizarre place filled with danger and ghosts roaming at night; nothing can be predicted by common sense.
As for my affairs, Inspector Chen, you'd better not ask. Even if you do, I can't explain it to you.
But all you need to know is that I came back to resolve this matter, and that's enough.
Chen Wenyao is actually feeling somewhat lost right now.
He spent his entire life as a policeman and was extremely skilled at dealing with gangs, ruthless criminals, and other criminals.
However, he found himself facing all sorts of strange and incomprehensible things, and he didn't even know how to proceed.
However, Chen Wenyao is also very receptive to change.
Just as Yang Cheng said, all Chen Wenyao needs to do is know that Yang Cheng can solve all this and then fully cooperate.
"Too many people have died in Hong Kong recently, most of them for no apparent reason or without explanation."
So how do you want us to cooperate? As long as it's within our authority, just tell us, and we'll do it!
Yang Cheng said, "It's very simple. If any strange cases occur in the future, just notify me immediately and I will handle them. You just need to disperse the bystanders and maintain order."
I also have something written in Thai here. Do you have anyone here who can translate it for me?
Chen Wenyao said in a deep voice: "No problem, I will apply to my superiors to appoint you as a special advisor to the police station. You will be able to command all officers under me in the Operations Department."
There are many Thai translation services in Hong Kong; I can find one for you here.
"Lezai, go to the university and find a Thai translator. Remember, they need to be quite professional."
Chen Wenyao was very bold, putting almost everything he could on Yang Cheng.
Of course, he had no choice but to trust Yang Cheng.
Two hours later, Lok-jai brought back a Thai translator from the University of Hong Kong.
To be precise, he is a linguistics expert and professor, proficient in several South Asian languages, and also very knowledgeable about folk customs.
The elderly professor, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and with gray hair, picked up the parchment, examined it carefully, and after a while let out a soft exclamation.
"Professor Wang, what have you discovered?" Chen Wenyao asked hurriedly.
Professor Wang said softly, "The story recorded on this sheepskin scroll is very strange. It seems to be the diary of a sorcerer."
This text says that decades ago, a fear demon descended and gave birth to four demon kings who ruled over the four directions of the world.
At that time, the human world was hell, and hell was the human world.
Sorcerers can easily create powerful curses, and some have even turned themselves into curse masters.
But one day, the Lord of Dread disappeared, and all the eeriness vanished in an instant.
But he had a feeling that fear would return one day.
Once his descendants are able to create genuine curses, they must seek out the black stone imbued with the power of the Fear Demon King.
By offering enough black stones to the Lord of Dread, one may gain immense power and become an immortal fifth-order demon king.
The contents of this parchment scroll are fantastical, but some of the vocabulary is a very small branch of Thai, known only to a few people.
This very small branch of language is also a topic I've been researching for a long time. Officer Chen, where did you find these things?
Professor Wang, true to his old scholarly ways, kept pressing for answers, so Chen Wenyao had to make up some excuse to send him away.
Yang Cheng stroked his chin thoughtfully, and had some guesses.
The world of Hong Kong ghost stories is so strange because it has been filled with all sorts of supernatural and bizarre events for decades, or even longer.
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