Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"I understand, you are a fake, but it's hard for you, master. We didn't know each other before, and I didn't expect you to be willing to take risks."

Fu Kuan was a little moved, but Ling Guang remained expressionless.

"Saving people is the most important thing. I don't have time to talk to you. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This is my good fortune!"

The merits and virtues mentioned by the Buddhists are not casual talk, only then did Fu Kuan understand what the merits and virtues mentioned by Ling Guang are.

If Shao Gang is saved, it is not only his own function, but maybe also his.

It's just that Fu Kuan can't figure out whether merits can be eaten as a meal.

The street was very narrow, and after walking for more than ten minutes, something that surprised Fu Kuan happened.

Looking around, except for the darkness, the scene in front of me is actually the same as before.

I have been to Penghe Town many times, especially to look for Sunsuo, and now I have come to this place again, and I still have an incomparable sense of intimacy.

"Shao Gang must be nearby, but remember, you must not call his name, if you do, he will die."

"Okay, I get it!"

If that person knows that he is dead, he is really dead, the legendary observer effect?
The street was still stretching ahead, and the storefronts on both sides were still lit.

Many people are wandering in the street, but these people look a little strange, with gloomy faces and an ominous aura all over their bodies.

"This is the underworld, understand, there are only so many things I can penetrate, so hurry up and find someone."

Fu Kuan was embarrassed, and only now did he realize that his body had completely lost mana.

After urging the dantian, the familiar warmth has completely disappeared.

"I don't know what method you're talking about. I'm not familiar with the place here. Where can I find it?"

Fu Kuan was in a dilemma, but Ling Guang didn't care.

"Then look for it. Let me tell you the truth. It's the first time I've done this. Good luck."

what?
Fu Kuan was a little annoyed, it turned out that Master Ling Guang was not familiar with this business.

But there is no way, it has already come anyway, if it is really impossible to get Shao Gang back, at least he must ensure that he returns alive.

"What are you two doing, standing here sneaking around, did you escape?"

They were discussing what to do when suddenly two people walked up to them.

Wearing black clothes, wearing a black hat, all holding iron rods in their hands, the rods are exuding a dark luster.

Is it a ghost?
Fu Kuan was stunned, and did not dare to move after hearing Ling Guang's words.

"We are here to report, please show me the way."

Ling Guang smiled and took out the wooden sign, and the man in front immediately took it to look at it.

"Hehe, I've been doing this for many years, and it's the first time I see my father and son report. How bad luck can this be?"

After carefully looking at the wooden sign, the man took out another notebook from his pocket.

The red book didn't have a cover, it was opened, and there were dense things written inside.

"Look at it, sign it, and I'll take you in now."

Fu Kuan leaned over to look, and there were two people's names on it, but they didn't know each other at all.

Immediately understood, this fake name was originally planned by Ling Guang.

"Thank you two masters. I just wanted to take care of you when I first arrived. I hope you will accept this little thing."

While talking, Ling Guang took out two gold bars, and handed over the heavy things, and the man put them away almost as quickly as possible.

"Well, since you are quite sensible, I won't embarrass you anymore, just follow me now, but the ugly words are up front, don't play tricks."

The man leads the way, followed by the two.

The street began to become wider, and as we walked, a huge house appeared in front of us.

The red wall skin is slightly shiny, and it looks more and more weird in this dark space.

"That's it here, you go in and report, and then we won't be in charge of it, goodbye!"

The two men turned around and wanted to leave, but Ling Guang suddenly turned around and stared at Fu Kuan, with a mask of pain clearly on his face.

"Dad, I can't hold it anymore, what should I do?"

Fu Kuan was stunned, looked down at the little monk, and almost peed without laughing.

"This...you want convenience, don't you?"

"It's no big deal, Dad just waits on you."

Fu Kuan said that he was about to leave with the aura, but as soon as he turned around, the two guys immediately came over.

The cold iron stick was emitting black smoke, and the two sticks were already in front of Fu Kuan.

"Who told you to move, stop!"

There was a roar, the gloomy voice was like a wooden stick piercing the throat.

The sound made by the rubbing was trembling, and it clearly didn't sound like a human voice.

"My son is anxious. He's just a child. What are you afraid of?"

Fu Kuan made a smiling face with a smile, and tentatively followed Ling Guang, but unexpectedly, the two guys seemed very angry, and they had already moved over with sticks.

"It's so courageous, don't forget what your identities are, how can people who come here have three urgencies, isn't it funny?"

That's right, people have three urgencies, but I've never heard of dead people also having three urgencies.

Fu Kuan had no choice but to stare at the aura now, after all, the little monk had the final say here.

"You adults really have bad intentions. I'm just a child. What are you afraid of? Besides, I'm just here, and I'm not familiar with the environment here."

unfamiliar?
I think you two are fake!
Ling Guang hadn't finished speaking when suddenly the stick was thrown towards the two of them, accompanied by the cold wind, right on their foreheads.

If the stick hit the top of the head, he would probably die. Seeing this, Fu Kuan quickly ran away.

"Why are you running, I will deal with it!"

Ling Guang didn't pay attention to the two of them at all, just gently grabbed the Buddhist beads around his neck and moved them.

Holding the two beads in the palm of his hand, he hit the two guys directly on the forehead.

boom!
With a burst of impact, the two beans turned into golden light in the air.

Like the flames of an explosion, the light hit the heads of the two of them.

Before the other party realized what was going on, the two groups of light had already enveloped their heads.

There was only a scream, and the man at the head was already lying on the ground.

I twitched all over, and then I couldn't move at all.

The man behind him wanted to run, but it was too late, as the yellow light came to the back of his head, this guy also lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Fu Kuan was astonished by such a change, he never expected that the seven or eight year old monk would take the initiative to fight ghost messengers.

"You are crazy, go to the ghost messenger now, you don't want to live!"

I don't know if this little monk is really brainless, and now he dares to attack the ghost. I don't know if this will hurt himself.

I was worried, and suddenly found that something was wrong.

The two people lying on the ground suddenly shrunk a lot, and their originally huge bodies became the size of a palm.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Guang bent down and picked up the two little people, as if he had grabbed two dolls, and stuffed them into his pocket.