Although it is now the 1990s, due to the special political environment, Zhong Fabai's perception of the world did not go hand in hand with the times, and seemed to still live in a feudal society, but this did not prevent him from believing that the official has power.

While talking, Zhong Fabai opened the board door and asked Maitreya and He Fanni to enter the house.

As soon as Maitreya entered the room, he smelled the strong and pungent smell of sandalwood. Looking around, he saw that the scrapped newspaper was piled up in boxes of soda. The light inside the room was very dim. There was a portrait of Zhong Kui hanging on the wall, covered with talisman paper, and rice grains and newspapers were scattered on the ground.

"Just as you know, two ghosts came to my house last night." Zhong Fabai was an insider. Although he had never seen the big market and could not keep up with the times, he still believed in the official power. He had heard of the big worship and the Imperial Heavenly Prison, and thought that Maitreya and He Fanni were both such people, so he gave everything.

"I've ruined them for a long time to defeat them. Their bodies remained outside. After the sun came out, they turned into ashes. Then I was afraid that there would be another ghost to attack, so I stayed in the middle of the night."

"The ghost that ran out this time was the Japanese invaders who committed suicide in Hong Kong decades ago. The ghosts you encountered were the ones he killed and transformed from the corpse." Maitreya followed Zhong Fabai's instructions and found two piles of white ashes in the bamboo forest on the other side of the house, with texture that was exactly the same as the ones of Loach King.

"It's a nearby traffic policeman, I'll ask someone to investigate." He Fanni distinguished the clothes in the white ash on the ground, but her face changed slightly.

"Be careful, it's still daytime, it's okay." Maitreya nodded to He Fannie, letting her act with confidence, and then turned her head to communicate with Zhong Fabai.

"Brother Zhong."

"Uh, just call me Zhong Fabai." Zhong Fabai felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Maitreya's name.

"Then let Brother Zhong! Brother Zhong, this time the ghost is extremely fierce. We don't have enough manpower. I wonder if you can help? We haven't found out where the Japanese ghost Miyake is yet!" Maitreya tried to ask Zhong Fabai to help, find and kill Miyake Yisheng.

"I learned art at the age of five and became famous at the age of sixteen. I will help you even if you don't tell me. If you don't kill that ghost, I'm afraid the people around here will suffer." Zhong Fabai patted his chest unswervingly and expressed his willingness to help.

"Brother Zhong, do you know where that ghost might be hiding?" Maitreya was willing to help when he saw Zhong Fabai, and he nodded in his heart. At the same time, he asked, his heavenly eye ability was not omnipotent, and he could not find the hiding place of Miyake Yisheng.

"I think it's very likely that in the nearby Three Holy House, where the Three Holy Saints worshipped the Western Three Holy Saints of the Pure Land Sect, but later they started to develop and drove everyone away. Later, for some reason, the development was not started and the place was abandoned." Zhong Fabai thought for a moment and mentioned a place.

"Then wait until Inspector He comes back, let's go over and take a look." Maitreya nodded, paused for a moment and then spoke:

"Well, Brother Zhong, can you communicate with me about Taoism? I mean, if it is convenient, after all, we can prepare and cooperate in advance when dealing with ghosts." Maitreya spoke a little uncomfortable. He didn't know if there was any taboo, but Zhong Fabai's behavior was very direct.

"What's inconvenience about this? Our ancestors were the seven-star borrowing Dharma and invite gods from the Taoist sect in the Yongmo period. If you borrow Dharma, you must prepare a ritual altar and a seven-star lantern in advance. When you invite gods, you should avoid it." Zhong Fabai said roughly about his cultivation. This thing is no longer valuable in modern times and there is nothing to hide.

"Oh, I understand. It turns out that I was asking God and borrowing Dharma. I practiced the Vajra Mantra of Buddhist Zen. I knew some other Taoist techniques, but it was not easy to perform. I didn't pay much attention to it. I might hesitate when casting the magic, and I needed to cover my exercises." Maitreya said it simply at the sight of the time, and it was difficult to ask in detail, so he could only tell him about his situation.

"I have never heard of the Vajra Mantra of Buddhist Zen." Zhong Fabai has a little straightforward personality and has never heard of the Taoist techniques of Buddhist Zen.

"Oh, this mantra is a secret. You need to start meditation and practice for a long time. It is normal that you have never heard of Brother Zhong." Seeing that Zhong was white and had never heard of it, Maitreya hurriedly explained to him.

"So that's the case. I think it's a powerful method of Buddhism and Zen." Zhong Fabai praised it as if it was true or false.

"It's okay!" Maitreya blew up, but it was difficult to ask for detailed communication of Taoism. The Yan Chixia he met, Zhiqiu Yiye and Caolu Lai Shi, were both brave and timid, while this modern person had more thoughts.

In less than a while, He Fanni had already returned. Maitreya notified her about the matter and asked her to stay in the grocery store. When the police came to clean up the mess, he and Zhong Fabai went to the nearby Sansheng House to see, but she was willing to do it no matter how hard she was and must follow her.

Maitreya had no choice but to go to He Fanni, who had to go to the Three Saints House. After discussing with Zhong Fabai, the three of them went to the Three Saints House together.

The Three Saint House used to be the place where monks and lay Buddhists lived. Two-story flat-topped houses were built, but now they have been completely abandoned. Broken jars and jars are placed everywhere, and the portals are nailed one by one, layer by layer of wooden boards.

While the sun was still shining in the sky, Maitreya led He Fanni and searched separately with Zhong Fabai holding the peach wood sword. He soon found a sealed and nailed house, drilled into a small hole, and found two Western coffins in the house.

"Go and call Brother Zhong here." Maitreya opened one of the two coffins, looked at it and covered it up, asking He Fanni to find someone, and the female inspector did it as well.

After a while, He Fanni found Zhong Fabai, and Maitreya opened the coffin and let him take a look.

"What the hell?" Zhong Fabai couldn't help but look at the female corpse sleeping in the coffin. The female corpse had pale skin and fangs on her mouth, but why did she still have distorted faces, giving birth to horizontal flesh, and black horns on her forehead.

"Prajna Ghost." Maitreya explained to Zhong Fabai.

"Prajna Ghost?" Zhong Nubai repeated.

"Well, Prajna ghost, this is a kind of ghost in Japan. Prajna is Sanskrit, which means wisdom. This kind of ghost in Japan is said to have become a vicious and violent person after his death, and abused people. The Japanese carved masks and performed Nuo operas in the image of this ghost." Maitreya conducted some genres, and He Mao Daoxing once turned into a Prajna head, but he was Red Prajna.

"How do you destroy it?" Zhong Fabai felt his eyes open.

"Insert the heart, the true fire burns it." Maitreya gave a direct violent method and took out a piece of talisman paper.

"I can do it, this real fire..." Zhong Fabai looked at the female corpse in the coffin and raised the peach wood sword in his hand. The real fire thing is not easy to make.
Chapter completed!