Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

Fu Kuan carefully opened the lid of the crystal coffin, and saw that Mr. Zhong was safe and sound, and he couldn't detect any ghostly aura on his body.

It made people look even more frightened, and he yelled a few times, but Mr. Zhong still didn't wake up.

"Strange! Mr. Zhong seems to be sleeping, maybe he dozed off?"

Fu Kuan was surprised, Wan Lin walked over angrily, his eyes were clearly complaining about Fu Kuan.

"I said that you are really smart all your life. You were confused for a moment. Mr. Zhong might have been taken away and abused. He has already lost sleep. You just wait for him to wake up by himself."

Wan Lin's words made Fu Kuan dumbfounded. He didn't know whether he was incompetent or too suspicious, but he couldn't find a reason.

Look at Fu Kuan!

Zhong Lao's face.

Unsure of what to do, Tang Chuchu suddenly screamed.

Everyone followed the shouts and looked over, only to see Tang Chuchu pointing at Elder Zhong's face.

"Look quickly, Mr. Zhong's face turned pale just now. After you left, it started to turn blue. When I came here just now, it turned yellow again. What's going on?"

Tang Chuchu looked at it carefully, which made Fu Kuan look at it with admiration.

In order to verify Tang Chuchu's statement, several people left and approached respectively, and looked carefully at Elder Zhong's cheek, and it was exactly as she said.

As the person approached, Mr. Zhong's complexion changed significantly.

"Could it be that he was hit by Losing Soul Powder!"

"It is rumored that this lost soul powder can make people lose their memory for a short time. The soul is sealed in the body and cannot travel. Only by undoing this lost soul powder can he wake up, otherwise he will become a vegetative state."

Fu Kuan remembered correctly, all the supernatural items had been recorded in the system, and the symptoms of this lost soul were almost exactly the same as Zhong Lao's performance now.

People who are affected by this lost soul will be disturbed by the yang qi of the people around them. Different people have different strengths of aura, so people's faces will also change.

"No, if it's really lost soul, I really have no way to solve it, unless I use my heart!"

Fu Kuan thought about it for a while, and this method is still the best. The blood and yang energy in his heart is strong, and it may be able to unravel this evil poison.

Then try?

Without any hesitation, everyone poured blood out of their hearts, and a few drops of blood fell into Zhong Lao's mouth, but it was an accident and it had no effect at all.

"The good thing this guy Wuming did was to make Mr. Zhong forget about his past and clean himself up."

Fu Kuan cursed, but it was useless, Wuming has always been elusive, and trying to trouble him is as difficult as climbing the sky.

Everyone was at a loss, when suddenly the door opened, and it was Yan Rushi who came in.

Yan Ru was full of surprise, holding a thick book in his right hand, Fu Kuan took it over to read, it was the information about the formation of Penghe.

"I'm thinking of bringing the information to Elder Zhong to see, how is it possible, so many of you haven't been able to wake him up?"

Yan Ru stared at Fu Kuan angrily, obviously complaining.

Fu Kuan was a little helpless, and then told the story of his lost soul.

Detoxification requires blood from the heart. After saying this, Yan Rushi was eager to try, and took out the blood from the heart in a few strokes, and then directly dripped it into Elder Zhong's lips.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Strange to say, as Yan Rushi's blood entered Zhong Lao's mouth, Zhong Lao coughed violently and slowly opened his eyes within a moment.

Looking at everyone with hazy eyes, Mr. Zhong was obviously in a daze.

After a long explanation, Elder Zhong finally understood what was going on, but it was useless at all. After being hit by the Lost Soul, Elder Zhong couldn't recall what happened to him at all.

I just vaguely remember the last picture of sleeping at home.

Everyone was very excited to see Mr. Zhong woke up, and then Fu Kuan explained to Mr. Zhong the ghost building just now.

"If Nameless can find clues about Penghe, he will definitely not come to trouble us. It is estimated that there is something wrong with Penghe."

"According to Wu Mingshi's ability, and his subordinates, they are no worse than us."

Fu Kuan looked at the documents while talking, and Elder Zhong nodded repeatedly.

"Fu Kuan, you are right, I was just about to talk to you about it."

"I checked the map a few days ago and found something unreasonable in the Penghe map."

"If people in the ancient country set up a 28-star magic circle to prevent others from cracking it, it is absolutely impossible."

Everyone who Mr. Zhong said was surprised and silent, and Fu Kuan was also at a loss.

What Mr. Zhong said is correct, the 28-star array is very precisely arranged, and the requirements are also very strict.

The person who set up the magic circle must absolutely meet the horoscope of birth date, and when the magic circle is completed, no one in the magic circle will be able to get out.

If the magic circle is set up successfully, no one will know the map structure of the magic circle, because those people have already been sucked into the magic circle and died.

This logic doesn't make sense at all, and everyone has been tossing for many days.

"Mr. Zhong, the 28 magic circle does exist, but no one in this world can make it. According to your opinion, this magic circle is a cover?"

Fu Kuan suddenly remembered the matter of entering the realm between life and death. The inside was simply a huge ghost domain. If he saw the magic circle, he didn't even see a single thread.

Elder Zhong nodded silently, staring at the map of Penghe and shaking his head.

"That's exactly what I said. Although this magic circle was mentioned in the book, it was made for gods, and it was not made by manpower at all. It must be an ingenious method thought up by the people of the ancient country."

"Deliberately set up a shadow circle to confuse everyone, just like the 72 tombs of Cao Cao in ancient times, they are all fake."

There are 72 suspected tombs of Cao Cao, and the Tiangang Big Dipper is scattered all over the stars. This is what everyone in Fengshui did, but because of this, no one does not know that it is adulterated.

"Hey! After working for so long, we are still busy in vain. Damn it, what should we do now? We can't play in vain."

Zhou Changsheng stared at Fu Kuan with that mocking expression, clearly slapping him in the face.

Elder Zhong pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

"Even if it is fake, there must be some kind of purpose. As the saying goes, it is true and false, and the false is true. The Shadow King is guarding the false magic circle to lure people in to die. He must know something."

"To untie the bell, we need the person who tied it. Now we can only go to the King of Shadows."

Mr. Zhong was right, and Fu Kuan nodded repeatedly, but felt that it was a pity that all the good investigation bureaus were played by this movie king.

"Amitabha!"

"The Buddha asked me to eat fast and recite the Buddha's name, but the Shadow King wiped out all of us. They all said to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, but my Buddha also said that he is heinous!"

Everyone was thinking of a way, when the little monk Lingguang suddenly stood up, his eyes were blazing, and he stared at Fu Kuan with a frown.

"Fu Dui, the Shadow King must be caught. He took away my mother's soul. Now Wan Niang is still a ghost master."

"Only by finding the soul and dispelling the ghosts from Wanniang's body can she become a living person. I want my mother back!"

Oh oh oh!
Ling Guang burst into tears when he said that, which aroused everyone's sympathy.