Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

Is there such an operation?

Fu Kuan was a little dazed, wondering if this little monk had eaten the heart of a bear.

I was wondering what was going on, but I saw the aura but didn't care.

"Don't be nervous, I'll take you to find someone now, but you can't rely on me."

Fu Kuan was puzzled by the meaning of Lingguang, and suddenly remembered his own Taoism.

"Soul-seeking spell!"

After trying it out, I found that my Taoism can still be used in this space.

The yellow talisman was shot out, and along with the blue light, the arc diffused in front along the ground began to spread in front of it non-stop.

Following the blue light, the two had reached a street.

There are many high-rise buildings on both sides, the street is full of traffic, and all kinds of people are wandering around the street.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought I was living in the original world.

"It's in front!"

Fu Kuan hurried to the end of the blue light, looked up, and found that this was a police station.

There is light in the room, and people's shadows can be seen behind the glass.

"You won't let the two of us die here?"

"I don't seem to be ready to die yet."

Fu Kuan hesitated, and put it on top, which is also a capital offense.

Ling Guang snickered, and casually grabbed a few Buddhist beads and put them in the palm of his hand.

"You don't have to worry about it. It's easy to deal with a few ghosts, but you have to promise me one thing, otherwise, I won't help you with this job."

help?

Fu Kuan thought that there was something wrong with his ears, maybe this little monk had something to ask for.

"You said, now is the critical moment. If those two people are found missing, we will all be miserable."

He looked at the prayer beads on his neck, it was still shiny just now, but it started to turn black in a blink of an eye.

If this light disappears, maybe even existence in this world is a problem.

Ling Guang suddenly cried, the crying of a child, tears of sadness rolling down his cheeks.

"I don't want to explain to you now, but you have to promise me to save someone. Unless you agree, I won't help you save this person."

What Ling Guang said surprised Fu Kuan, the original spirit of Master Ling Guang had completely disappeared, but now he really became a kid doing trouble.

"Well, since you help me save people, I won't just ignore death, as long as you help me get Shao Gang out, the rest will be discussed."

One word is for sure!

Pull the hook!

This……

Seeing that the little monk Lingguang opened his right hand, his slender little fingers were facing his face.

Fu Kuan didn't hesitate, pointing his right hand up, one big and one small started playing games.

"Open the door!"

"Come on, we are here to report, why is no one here to receive us?"

Fu Kuan was thinking about how to get in and find someone to come out when Master Ling Guang had already started performing.

The little monk put his hands on his hips, his eyes widened with anger, his angry little face was puffed up, and he looked very arrogant.

The voice resounded in front of the door, instantly arousing everyone's attention.

Not long after, people from the entire police station rushed in front of them.

All dressed in black, holding black sticks in their hands, all the ghost messengers have arrived at the place.

These guys were fully armed and extremely tall, and the blackness had already blocked Fu Kuan's sight.

"It's so courageous, who are you, dare to come here and make a noise."

"That's right, this is the place where ghosts work, and you can't come here casually."

"No, if you are here to report, what about the ghost messenger who brought you here?"

Everyone was attracted by Lingguang's voice, and the two were surrounded.

"Ahem! Don't be angry, those two ghost messengers went to eat, and I gave them two gold bars when they first arrived, as a tribute to them."

Fu Kuan had black lines on his face, wondering if the little monk was crazy.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, he suddenly saw the little monk open his hands, the gold bar was placed in the palm of his hand, and the flashing golden bar suddenly appeared.

This handful of gold bars was in front of them, causing everyone to change their expressions.

"Please drink tea, everyone."

The little monk grinned and grabbed the gold bars for bribes, Fu Kuan really wanted to die.

If these people don't want gold bars, it's an account of themselves.

Although I know Taoism, these people are all ghosts, and none of them are masters.

If you really start to do it, maybe it will be explained in a few minutes.

But unexpectedly, before he realized what was going on, he saw that the palm of Monk Lingguang was empty.

All the gold bars that were taken out just now disappeared, and those people's movements were quite fast, unexpectedly.

This……

No!
Fu Kuan was surprised, originally he knew that people in Yangjian were greedy for money, but it seems that it doesn't make any difference if this person dies.

Before everyone could react what was going on, Ling Guang suddenly put his hand in his pocket again.

Immediately afterwards, a handful of things were taken out again, but this time the aura was not shown to everyone, but only revealed the gap in the hand.

The gap in this hand glowed with golden light, and with the golden light, the gap already looked a little dazzling.

"Good guy, you are so young, you are quite rich, thank you!"

The ghost messenger at the head was grinning, his expression had changed, his original cold attitude was gone.

"Well, you can grab it, whoever grabs it, hee hee!"

As soon as Ling Guang finished speaking, he opened his hands.

The golden beans spread out, and the light spread throughout the room.

In an instant, the light had filled the entire space, and it became a little dazzling.

"You kid is really particular, but this..."

Several people were happy to get the things, talking and laughing, but an accident happened.

The person standing opposite suddenly changed, and his huge body began to become smaller.

Not long after, the big living person turned into the size of a palm.

Like the dolls in the claw machine, more than a dozen people stood on the ground in amazement. They were chattering, but the voice was so small that Fu Kuan couldn't hear it.

"You guys are really greedy, but don't worry, you are ghost messengers, I can't do anything to you, I just hope to find someone out of it, he doesn't deserve to die, thank you!"

Fu Kuan couldn't believe his eyes. In the blink of an eye, these people had become puppets.

The tiny body fell to the ground, Ling Guang bent down and grabbed the dolls into his pocket, packed them and took them away.

Good guy!
Fu Kuan never dreamed that he would see such a method in his life. Could it be that the so-called Buddhism is not successful?

After putting away these villains, Ling Guang took out two beans again, and Fu Kuan knew that these were the only prayer beads left by the two of them.

"I didn't expect these two Buddhist beads that Master gave me are left, such precious treasures, what a pity!"

Ling Guang sighed helplessly, then winked at Fu Kuan.

Fu Kuan understood it, his right hand shook, and with the movement, the chasing soul spell was thrown out instantly.