Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

After the four of them made up their minds, they took the keel inscription and hid it.

According to Fu Kuan, the more dangerous a place is, the safer it is.

Therefore, a group of four unexpectedly hid in the downtown area of ​​Fengmen City.

Only in the downtown area, they can use the crowd to hide their position.

Originally, their plan was to go to Yan Rushi's friend to unlock the secret above the inscription.

However, now that I think about it, running around with the inscription would actually kill many people.

Moreover, there is a high probability that the inscription will be lost.

Their only bargaining chip now is the inscription.

If even the inscriptions are lost, they will struggle and even lose all hope.

The four of them seemed to have disappeared from the world, and disappeared from the sight of Mars and his party.

Nuo Da's underground research institute was brightly lit.

Mars sat on a black chair, coldly looking down at the spies who began to report one after another.

"Idiot, can't you find any of you?"

Mars did not expect that Fu Kuan seemed to have evaporated at this time.

"We searched all the places where they might be hiding, but we didn't find half of them."

"Yeah, we've already started searching the whole city, but found nothing."

Mars looked at the group of people coldly.

These people are all ghost-controllers, whether it is combat ability or investigation ability, they are all indomitable existences.

However, even under such circumstances, they couldn't find Fu Kuan in the closed city.

The whole person also seems to evaporate from the world.

"The places you are looking for are all places where Fu Kuan and the others will not hide, you should understand."

Mars said coldly.

"Principal, where do you think he will be?"

"Where it is not easy to be suspected, he must be hiding somewhere."

Mars said coldly.

"Could it be Zhang Erlong, Old Feng?"

The man guessed.

"Whether it is or not, you will know if you go and see it?"

While speaking, Mars stood up.

"Old Feng is pretty easy to deal with, but Zhang Erlong's strength is unfathomable, even if it's me, I'm afraid I don't have the certainty of victory."

Mars said coldly.

"If we bring more people, there will be absolutely no problem."

"Yes, in terms of numbers, we have a huge advantage!"

"There are 13 people in the ghost guards, and six of them have come. Including you, isn't it easy to deal with Zhang Erlong?"

Speaking of this, Mars' pupils shrank slightly.

"But, have you ever thought about it? If Fu Kuan and the others weren't on Zhang Erlong's side, we spent so much energy dealing with that guy, and Fu Kuan suddenly appeared and attacked Bai Sang Mingshu, what do you think would happen?"

While speaking, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do.

"Since even the headmaster said so, what should we do?"

One of the ghost guards said coldly.

Without Mars, they would be like headless chickens now, not knowing what to do next.

But it is different now, they have Mars, and Mars has his own unique understanding of the overall situation.

"The white mulberry tree is the key. The inscription will appear sooner or later. During this period of time, don't go to Fu Kuan. Let him feel safe for the time being. Let's act again. Now, how many bodies are there?"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the man in the white gown.

"There are still three."

The man said seriously.

"Three, do you have a goal?"

Mars Road.

"Yes, but it takes time."

The man arched his hand.

"Hurry up, time is running out."

Mars ordered to go on, but stood up himself.

"By the way, are there any good guys in the ninja department of the island country?"

Mars suddenly asked the man in the white gown.

"Have."

"Let your headquarters transfer over, as many as you want."

After Mars finished speaking, he sat back on the chair.

When he closed his eyes, he actually fell asleep.

On the other hand, Zhang Erlong and Lao Feng were talking under the eaves.

"They're hiding."

Old Feng said.

"Well, this Fu Kuan is a man with a meticulous mind." Zhang Erlong looked into the distance, "Old Feng, do you think that if I want to destroy the white mulberry tree, how sure is it?"

While speaking, a very playful smile appeared on his face.

Seems to be laughing at himself.

"What are you sure about? Even if the Seven Kills Formation is broken, you will not be able to cause any damage to the Baimulberry Nether Tree."

Old Feng coughed.

"That's right, if I'm still in my prime, maybe there's still a possibility."

Zhang Erlong said.

"The heyday? You may not be able to return to the heyday now."

Old Feng sighed.

"Yeah, people still have to obey the old age. After all, people like us should have died a long time ago."

Even though Zhang Erlong said so, there was still a murderous look in his eyes.

"You don't really want to try it, do you?"

"What do you think?"

The corners of Zhang Erlong's mouth raised slightly.

"If you're gone, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this old courtyard. A few days ago, when that little girl sent back a text message telling us the truth, I didn't believe it myself. Now it seems that that kid Fu Kuan, It was able to break all imaginations and shackles, guessing this result really opened my eyes."

Old Feng sighed.

"The strength of these guys has far exceeded my imagination, and they are indeed terrifying young people. Unfortunately, there is not much time left for them to grow."

Zhang Erlong also sighed.

"If there are decades, or even hundreds of years, when they fully grow up, this matter may be saved." Old Feng stood with his hands behind his back, feeling infinitely emotional in his heart.

"The speed of spiritual recovery is getting faster and faster. Even if we old guys can still survive, we can only watch the world collapse in front of us."

"Isn't it a taste?" Old Feng shook his head, feeling endlessly sad.

"Not reconciled, how can we be reconciled to such a thing?"

"So what if we are not reconciled? We are just the undead of this era, and we can't change anything at all."

The two couldn't help laughing at themselves when they talked about this.

"That's right, old guy, can you play mahjong?"

Suddenly, Zhang Erlong laughed.

"I don't know mahjong, but I can play chess, how about we have a game?"

While speaking, the two walked into the lobby and played chess.

At this time, Fu Kuan's side had also stayed in the city center for five full days without going out.

The house was rented by them, and they hoarded a lot of things, enough for them to eat for a month.

even more.

During this time, Fu Kuan also made arrangements for the family members. After all, he was also afraid that those bastards would do something to his family.

At this moment, Fu Kuan sat cross-legged on the ground, completely cutting off the imprint left by Ksitigarbha.

He looked at the fragments in his hand, lost in thought.