Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"Be careful! This guy is definitely not simple."

Fu Kuan turned on the flashlight, and the light shone, and the black lines on the ground could be clearly seen.

Like a thin strand of hair, the black silk thread runs from north to south.

Look carefully along the end of the silk thread. Two sections of this silk thread are tied to the hat with two iron nails.

Tang Chuchu was quite surprised, if she didn't look carefully, she wouldn't be able to detect it.

The glazed cup was opened, and the golden light shone on the thin thread.

Accompanied by scorched smoke, the black thread melted out of thin air.

The smell of burning permeates the surroundings, and the smell of choking the throat is already unbearable.

The house in the distance was pitch black, Fu Kuan quickly pushed Tang Chuchu back.

"Don't move, there's more ahead."

"Ah Kuan, Xiao Qiang can't be a ghost master, right? These silk threads clearly carry aura, maybe he is a master."

Fu Kuan sneered and shone light on the passage ahead.

I saw the light shining, and the place where it was located immediately became a little bit of starlight.

Tang Chuchu walked over to look carefully, but those dots turned into countless thin lines.

Those thin lines are no different from the previous ones, but now the barrier is beyond imagination.

Densely intertwined thin lines lay across both sides of the passage, and Fu Kuan was about to go over to see what happened when a large net suddenly fell from above his head.

The fishing net seemed to be triggered by a stick on the ground, and Fu Kuan quickly grabbed the stick with sharp eyes.

Look carefully, there are bells tied around the thin string. If these bells fall on the ground, the whereabouts of the two will be discovered immediately.

"careful!"

"These silk threads can kill people if they fall on the body, look carefully."

Fu Kuan stretched out his arm, only to see a silk thread falling on his arm, and the silk thread burned the clothes and skin.

"Oh my god, who is Xiao Qiang? If he is really a ghost master, we must not let him go."

puff!
Heaving a sigh of relief, Fu Kuan shot another yellow talisman to the opposite side, and as a burst of flames spread, all the black threads around him had been burned away.

Tang Chuchu suddenly pulled Fu Kuan back, and couldn't help frowning.

"Ah Kuan, I know what you have noticed. Why did you sell the hairpin to Xiao Qiang? If there is some kind of danger in it, I don't want anything to happen to you."

Tang Chuchu clearly grabbed Fu Kuan's sleeve, for fear of getting into trouble.

Fu Kuan was a little surprised, he didn't know when it started, this cold woman had already started to care about him.

"Don't be afraid, the soldiers will cover you with water and earth. If Xiao Qiang is really a ghost master, I'd like to see how capable he is. Or maybe he has an inexplicable connection with Wan Niang."

The yin-yang fish hairpin is originally very evil, half of the fish body is suspended in the water, and the two halves of the goldfish can be combined into a whole goldfish.

I don't know what the relationship between Wan Niang and Xiao Qiang is, but Fu Kuan already finds this mysterious guidance inconceivable.

Walking cautiously forward, Fu Kuan suddenly stopped.

The dark houses are all of the same shape, and the low houses do not see a ray of light. Those windows are like the eye sockets of skeletons, staring at people in the dark.

"Soul-seeking spell!"

Accompanied by the formula, Fu Kuan shot a yellow talisman, the flames shot out, and smoke and dust came out.

Smoke filled the surroundings, and the smoke instantly filled the entire space.

It turned into a light blue light, and the blurred light moved forward, and finally some light came out.

Ah!
Hiro!

Suddenly, Tang Chuchu's cry was deafening behind her.

Then the voice disappeared again, Fu Kuan was startled, and turned around to see that Tang Chuchu, who was following him just now, had disappeared.

neat!

Fu Kuan was taken aback, he never dreamed that such a thing would happen.

As a high-level ghost master, a living person was lost behind him. Who on earth could have such a domineering ability.

"Tang Chuchu!"

Fu Kuan found it inconceivable, or maybe, the breath of his own ghost master could not be detected by the other party.

Tang Chuchu was lost, Fu Kuan was not worried the most, but felt a little ashamed.

As the team leader of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, it was simply intolerable for me to see a living person disappear behind him.

Fu Kuan cursed, and hurried forward.

Suddenly, I found that the few small houses in front were a bit special.

There was no entrance at all to these bombed-out rooms. Fu Kuan then walked inside and got closer, only to find something special.

After looking for several houses in succession, I found that there was a boxy entrance on one of the houses.

The dilapidated roof was strewn with stones, and the one-meter-square entrance was placed among the rocks.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see the entrance at all.

Good guy!
I hurriedly typed a yellow talisman, but I couldn't see any blue light at all, as if no one had set any traps.

If you look closely, the iron cover is rusted. You guessed right, the entrance seems to have been left untouched for many years.

Now Taoism doesn't work, and we can only rely on great strength to produce miracles.

Fu Kuan immediately urged the magic formula, and there was a scorching breath in his dantian, and then, he grabbed the handle with both hands, and grabbed the iron handle in a daze.

As the iron door opened, the dark entrance was already under his feet, and Fu Kuan quickly got inside without thinking much.

"Wow! Wow!"

His feet had just landed on the ground, and there was only half of the dark house, so Fu Kuan had no choice but to bend down to stand still.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, that weird scream suddenly came out from under his feet again.

Is it a child?

Just wondering what was going on, Fu Kuan simply put his ears on the ground, yes, it did look like a baby was crying.

How can this be?

There is a baby crying in the desolate dilapidated house. If it is not that my ears heard it wrong, it is an illusion.

Not caring so much, Fu Kuan immediately opened the Yinshen Gourd.

Owner!

"Master, what do you want me to do, tell me as soon as possible."

As the lid was opened, the red smoke drilled from the inside of the gourd to the outside, and when the red floated to the ground, the red smoke directly turned into a human form.

However, the appearance of this blood corpse made Fu Kuan a little dumbfounded. He saw this guy lying on his side, staring at him in this small space.

The upper floor is pressing the blood corpse's head, and the blood corpse's body is close to the floor below, especially the narrow space has twisted the blood corpse's body to the point of almost deformation.

"Master! Please tell me what to do."

Fu Kuan can't laugh or cry, this guy's appearance is really funny, it's a problem that he can come out now.

"Okay, don't blah, I'll change your look for you."

Fu Kuan took out the gourd again, and with the formula, the blood corpse's body turned into red smoke again.

The smoke then entered the gourd again, and the blood corpse had disappeared.

Another formula, Fu Kuan opened the gourd again.