Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"Engraving a death stele is not an absolute killer move, what's so rare." Rakshasa dismissed it.

"At least for us, it is enough to destroy us." Yan Ru said coldly.

After the two finished speaking, they subconsciously looked at the ground.

"If Guan Su and the others get the secret of Longmen Sword Mountain, it will not be a good thing for us, or even your Yinlong Society."

Yan Ru said.

"Of course, we don't want to see this kind of thing happen, but do we have a choice now?"

Rakshasa glanced at Fu Kuan, and the result was obvious.

If all of them are healthy now, this matter can be discussed separately, but in the current situation, all of them are injured, and Fu Kuan has a ghost slave curse on his body. If they are not lifted as soon as possible, their lives will be in danger.

"Okay, let's put away the so-called worries now. Three days is not too long. Fortunately, I already have a goal and can go directly to the door."

Rakshasa girl said seriously.

"Have you found someone who can lift the ghost slave curse?" Yan Ru asked curiously.

"Well, at least within my ability, I found someone who is very reliable, but not very reliable."

Rakshasa's words immediately confused the two of them.

"What do you mean? What does it mean to be both reliable and not very reliable?"

Zhou Changsheng seemed to have finally recovered from his grief because of the news that Xiao Lan had been resurrected.

"Who can explain this kind of thing clearly? Anyway, you will know when you go with me."

While speaking, Rakshasa looked at Jianshan Mountain again, and could only let out a long sigh, and left the Jianshan Mountain with the two of them with Fu Kuan.

During the trip to Jianshan, everyone really got nothing except for a strange stone slab.

In the afternoon of the second day, under the leadership of Rakshasa, everyone finally arrived at the residence of the so-called guy who can lift the curse of ghost slaves.

Looking around, there are boundless decaying grasses everywhere, and when the wind blows, you can still see some stone tombs from the gaps in the grass.

"Damn, is this really a place where people live?"

Zhou Changsheng didn't meet anyone along the way, so he naturally had this question.

"After seeing that person later, don't talk nonsense, otherwise, he might not agree to treat Fu Kuan."

Rakshasa looked a little nervous.

After all, today is the second day, and time does not allow them to make too many mistakes.

When the two heard this, they immediately covered their mouths.

The Rakshasa woman cleared her throat, took seven steps forward, and then took out the red paper money that she had prepared earlier, and hung it on the third tomb on the right.

In an instant, even the whole sky changed!
"what's the situation?"

"Even the sky has changed?"

The two of them were astonished, and they saw that directly ahead, at the red tomb, there was an extra spacious thatched cottage.

Outside the house, there was an extremely stooped old man standing.

The old man's eyes are already blind, his hair is gray, and he is leaning on crutches, but he looks quite hale and hearty, and his spirit is radiant.

If it weren't for living in this kind of place, it would really be a bit of a fairy tale.

"Little girl, why are you here?"

Although the old man couldn't see and didn't hear Rakshasa's voice, he seemed to have guessed who was coming.

"Uncle Feng, don't you miss you? I came here to see you."

While speaking, Rakshasa pointed to the two jars of wine that Zhou Changsheng carried outside the courtyard.

"The fragrant wine is the daughter red that has been cellared for hundreds of years, right?"

The old man was obviously very interested in these wines, even though he couldn't see them, he walked up following the smell of the wine.

"Come to see Uncle Feng, of course I have to prepare the best wine to honor your old man."

After Rakshasa finished speaking, she motioned for the two to slowly carry Fu Kuan and follow them into the courtyard.

"Xiao Nizi, you don't think about Uncle Feng, have you encountered some difficult and miscellaneous diseases? Or maybe there are cats and dogs that the old man needs to treat?"

Speaking of this, Zhou Changsheng was almost angry, but when he thought of what the Rakshasa girl said, he finally restrained his temper.

"This time it's not a cat or a dog, but a person."

Rakshasa girl said seriously.

Hearing the change in Rakshasa's voice, even the old man's face changed slightly.

"Xiao Nizi, you have never brought anyone here before, this time, why is it unprecedented?"

Obviously, the Uncle Feng she was talking about had already seen some clues.

"Uncle Feng, don't ask, just help me see if this guy can still be saved?"

While talking, Rakshasa ordered the two to put Fu Kuan under the eaves.

Old man Feng coughed a few times, "Little girl, you should know the rules of the Yinlong Society. If you are not a member of the Yinlong Society, I don't know how to diagnose and treat."

Although the old man couldn't see it, he had vaguely sensed something.

"Don't worry, they are members of our Hidden Dragon Association, and their status is not low."

Speaking of this, old man Feng didn't say much, and immediately walked up to Fu Kuan.

He reached out and touched Fu Kuan's forehead. The moment he touched it, the old man shrank back!
Fear is written all over his face!
"Take it away! Take it away!"

The old man, who was originally quite kind and kind, seemed to be a different person at this moment, urging everyone to leave immediately!

"Old guy, what's the matter? After just a while, you're going to turn your back on me?"

Rakshasa obviously didn't guess that the old guy would be frightened.

"This, this is the imprint of SS-level ghost slaves. Where did you provoke such a terrifying plague god?"

It's not that old man Feng didn't see SS-class when he was young, and his eyes were disabled at that time.

Therefore, whenever Old Man Feng sees an SS-level ghost appearing, he must feel fear in his heart.

"Old Feng, in our Hidden Dragon Association, you are the most powerful at dispelling curses. If I don't look for you, who should I look for?"

At this time, the Rakshasa woman actually acted like a baby, which made the two of them tremble, and at the same time felt a little funny.

After all, Rakshasa has never acted like a baby to others like today.

"You really want to save this person?"

Elder Feng seemed to have gained some confidence.

"It's true. This man has saved me many times. This time, I will save him."

The Rakshasa girl's voice suddenly became so soft that one's bones would crumble.

However, neither Zhou Changsheng nor Yan Rushi said a word.

"The SS-level ghost slave curse, if you really want to unravel it, you need to go to the ghost market to find someone to ask for something. Of course, you can also find this thing yourself."

Old Feng said firmly.

"What, we will look for it right away, as long as you are willing to save people."

This time, Rakshasa answered very simply.

"Forget it, since you brought it, I'll give it a try. You go to the ghost market and look for the corpse Yinxie jade."

"Corpse Yin Evil Jade, what is the use of this thing?" Rakshasa was puzzled.

"Little girl, just do it, don't ask, as long as you find this thing, I'm [-]% sure that I can get rid of the ghost slave curse, but you gave him the three-day life extension pill, this medicine is quite Injury, you should know, right?"