Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

He didn't expect that this group of people turned out to be like a dead skin plaster, which couldn't be shaken off.

For a while, guilt welled up in my heart.

Zhang Laizi just did a lot of research on these supernatural events.

After all, he was an old man.

In terms of skill, he was far inferior to Fu Kuan.

Thinking of this, his blood surged even more.

Looking at the Widowmaker powder remaining in the air, he couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Where is the second hurdle..."

He carefully searched every corner of the manor.

Every hurdle has to be completely broken, maybe this illusion can be broken!

He knew that this phantom was different from ordinary ghosts hitting the wall.

As long as there are still some distracting thoughts in the heart, this illusion cannot be completely broken.

He saw a red blood crow staring at him on a branch.

"This should be the second hurdle!"

The corner of Fu Kuan's mouth twitched, and he picked up a gravel from the side of the road.

Then he took the stone off, and the blood crow let out a mournful cry, and fell down to his death.

Although Fu Kuan felt a little too relaxed, he still stepped forward to hold the Blood Crow up.

This blood crow is not an ordinary crow.

Because even the feathers are bright red.

"Red Crow..."

Fu Kuan smiled and opened his eyes directly.

As for the sky eye, he has not yet been able to use it proficiently.

Sometimes, he didn't even think of the existence of his own eyes.

After all, when he just broke open the door of the cripple's room, he had already forgotten the existence of Tianyan.

There is no internal organs in the red crow, instead, there is a pile of blood.

"This... this is not a living thing."

It seems that there is only one skin.

But the skin bag, how could it be possible to make a sound.

Fu Kuan pinched the blood crow's back lightly with his fingers, casually revealed a sharp needle, and jabbed at the blood crow's belly.

"呲-"

Immediately, gushing blood spurted out.

But the moment the blood came into contact with the air, it was evaporated quickly.

Only a stench was left in the air.

"It stinks again!"

Fu Kuan frowned in disgust, and slapped the tip of his nose with his left hand.

He stuck a talisman paper on the blood crow, and lit it with a fire.

"The second hurdle is still the same, so the next hurdle, can it be said... that it is the same?"

In the face of these different thresholds, although they are vastly different, but the essence is not much different, Fu Kuan was a little uncertain for a while.

And he wasn't sure if this was the second door!

"Sky eyes! Open!"

Fu Kuan tried his best to see through the manor, but he never saw Zhang Laizi.

"It seems that Zhang Zizi and Zhang Zizi are not in the same way!"

Fu Kuan smiled, a little interesting.

This kind of illusion traps people, it can be said to be extremely superb.

With the simplest method, you can make yourself pay a lot of energy and price.

He also only read it in ancient books.

Some advanced illusions can even change the time inside and outside...

Just like the saying goes, one day in the sky, one year on earth.

And the most terrifying part of this illusion is to destroy people's hearts.

Fu Kuan was also not sure whether his illusion was an advanced illusion.

He didn't even know when he was enlightened.

Could it be that he inhaled a little fishy gas?

He was puzzled.

But now the time left for him is running out.

Fu Kuan directly took out a guide paper.

The talisman paper churned a few times in his hand, and then shimmered and fled towards the distance.

Fu Kuan quickly followed.

The manor is huge, but it is absolutely impossible for him to run for an hour without stopping.

"what happened……"

He looked at the talisman paper flying away in front of him, and unexpectedly had a bad thought.

Could it be that the guide talisman paper is invalid?

He has never bought a few pieces of this kind of talisman paper.

And in the usual conspiracy, he didn't even bring it out.

And in this way, is it a waste of one?
He was a little surprised.

After that, the talisman paper kept turning in circles, and it was still impossible to discern the source of the evil spirit.

Fu Kuan understood that in this illusion, as expected, this kind of talisman is completely useless.

He rubbed his chin. If this goes on, I'm afraid it will only be a slow death.

"Break it for me!"

Fu Kuan's body was exposed by the Sanwei Yanghuo, making the night sky glow red.

But there was no reaction at all.

For a moment, he was distraught.

"Here...here..."

A soft cry sounded, and Fu Kuan was shocked.

"Someone?"

He opened his eyes, but there was no one.

In the next second, he ran away.

The voice was getting closer and closer, but after Fu Kuan ran for a full 10 minutes, the voice was still calling from a distance.

"No... The size and distance of this sound is only about two hundred meters, but now it has been running for a full 10 minutes. Logically speaking, it should have already arrived, but now..."

Fu Kuan was appalled.

Has this illusion started to attack?
He directly placed a few exorcism spells around him, and then stood in the formation by himself with his eyes closed.

All of a sudden, there were all kinds of soul-inducing voices around.

Fu Kuan immediately revealed the Demon Suppressing Spirit Sword, and slashed several times in various directions.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

There was a sound of breaking through the sky, and Fu Kuan opened his eyes slightly. This time, he saw a light!
"Light!"

Fu Kuan's expression was lifted, and he ran directly towards the light.

And this time, he succeeded.

The light was close at hand, but he couldn't see it clearly.

There is a dazzling brilliance in the crack, and he only needs to take a step forward, and he can touch this white light!
"It only takes one step...one step forward..."

Fu Kuan's face was filled with excitement, but what he didn't know was that his pupils were already flushed red.

"Fu Kuan!"

A faint voice sounded in his mind.

Fu Kuan was taken aback.

But still took a step.

"Fu Kuan!"

This time, the voice was a little more sober.

He has already stepped on half of his foot in the air, and in the next second, he can land on the ground.

"Fu Kuan!"

The roar this time shook the heavens and the earth, and Fu Kuan was startled suddenly, pulling back his legs that had taken half a step.

"what happened……"

He touched his body, always feeling a little strange.

Before he could even react, it seemed that an external force pushed him violently.

"boom!"

He fell heavily on the bluestone road, and the white light in front of him disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"This...what's going on..."

Fu Kuan was a little scared.

Could it be that he was bewitched just now?
He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Vaguely, he seemed to feel strands of hair coiled around his neck.

He swallowed, but didn't make a sound.

And the next second, he felt a large clump of hair wrapped around his head!
Such a real feeling made Fu Kuan even think that in the next moment, he would be strangled to death by this hair!

But he didn't panic, you know, the more flustered he is in this situation, the more tragic the consequences will be...

He didn't want to gamble with his life!