Chapter 29 Please be a security guard

The next morning, Ling Feng changed into a plaid shirt and went straight to the stall outside after breakfast. He spent two yuan to buy the hanging portrait of Second Master Zhang Guan. When he came back, he hung it on the door happily. Liu Yifei tilted his head and stared at the portrait for a long time.

"Ling Feng, what do you do with it?" She asked curiously.

"Hey hey" Ling Feng smiled mysteriously at her and said to the portrait, "Second brother, come out quickly."

The policewoman was slightly stunned for a moment. Sure enough, she saw a flash on the picture, and a nine-foot-tall second master appeared. Ling Feng stood in front of him and obviously became shorter. Liu Yifei looked at the semi-real and semi-illusory shadow of Second Master Guan, which felt very similar to the phenomenon he saw at the subway station last time.

"Brother, why do you call me?" As soon as Second Master Guan appeared, he inserted Guan Dao aside. He asked respectfully with a two-foot-long mustache in his hand.

This is Ling Feng. If it were someone else, not to mention spending two yuan to buy the portrait of Master Zhang Guan, even if he was given a golden body, he may not show face.

"The mansion here was besieged by dead ghosts last night, do you know?" Ling Feng asked.

"I... I was playing cards with Zhao Caishen in the Land Temple yesterday, and I didn't know about it." Guan Yu replied.

Ling Feng suddenly was so ashamed. You said that you are the second master Guan. Usually, the people worship you with good wine and vegetables. Why don't you care more about folk life?

Well, Ling Feng continued to say to him, "From now on, I will order you to guard the door of this house. If there is another dead ghost, you..."

"I don't want to sprinkle, but I only want to follow you!" Second Master Guan didn't agree without waiting for Ling Feng to finish speaking.

Ling Feng didn't expect Second Master Guan to refuse. Seeing the policewoman standing next to him, he was embarrassed to say. He quickly pulled Guan Yu down and whispered,

"Second brother, this is 'welfare'. Think about it, you must have never lived in such a high-end and elegant luxury house before your death, right? Besides, there are three beautiful women living in it. Tut... Look, you blushed before I finished my words.

"People's face is already red, right?" Guan Yunchang brushed his long beard. After thinking for a long time, he finally agreed, "Well, but I also have a condition that I must have three meals of meat a day, plus three pillars of incense."

"Okay, no problem. That's it." Ling Feng thought, Mom's family Lin Qianjin is so rich that she is afraid that she can't support you? So he held the portrait in his hand and stuck it to the door with a crack. This also regarded as hiring a door god for several women. The second master acted as a security guard at the door, and everyone would feel much more secure in the future.

Ling Feng and the policewoman discussed the investigation of the dead ghost. The first thing to solve is to investigate where these dead ghosts come from. Now that the army has opened into the city, they dare not mess with them.

Next, where to start is a question for two people to think about.

"If you want to investigate the case, you have to start with eating!" This is what Ling Feng said. When he said this, he suddenly attracted a contemptuous look from the policewoman.

"Yes, that's right. Only when you have enough to eat can you solve the case!" The policewoman immediately smiled on her face. The two foodie police officers really smelled like each other. It's a perfect match.

"Uncle, please don't make trouble." Ling Feng said to him angrily, and then saw that the policewoman next to her was still smiling. She didn't seem to feel the danger at all.

He blinked at the policewoman, and then looked hard, hoping that she would understand.

"What are you doing? Discharge, you, poor loser hahaha..." The policewoman had already smiled and leaned back. Ling Feng knew that the woman was hopeless, and he closed his eyes calmly.

"Uncle, can you tell me about your problem of 'stinky tofu'?" Ling Feng asked.

"Ah? Stinky tofu? Stinky tofu is also fried. You forgot that I used to sell deep-fried dough sticks before. It's also fried. The fat man was puzzled.

"You know, that's not what I mean." Ling Feng opened his eyes and continued to say that he had opened the system interface.

"I don't understand. Isn't stinky tofu so stinky?" The fat man was a little anxious and argued.

"That..."

When Ling Feng said this word, he had pulled out the 'hunting gun'. The air around them stopped coldly. The time seemed to be fixed in this second. At this time, the policewoman's laughter seemed to feel that something was wrong.