Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

The black-haired zombie roared immediately when it saw the two, and it was obvious that it was going to grab Tang Chuchu's neck with its arms open.

The bursts of strange screams and pounces had already scared Tang Chuchu back again and again.

Without the glazed cup, Tang Chuchu was now a useless person, she had no choice but to run behind Fu Kuan.

"Ah Kuan, please help me, I can't figure it out, it must be that Taoist Wen Youdao playing tricks."

It was futile for Tang Chuchu to curse for a while, and looking at the hillside, the man had already disappeared.

Fu Kuan sneered, and then directly took out a few yellow talismans.

"Chuchu, don't worry, it's just a black-haired zombie, let me deal with it."

"It's a piece of cake, hehe."

Fu Kuan didn't pay much attention to such a simple thing. Although he didn't hold a ghost sword, the fire talisman in his hand was enough.

"Fire Charm!"

He read the formula without hesitation, and hit the black-haired zombie with a few fire spells directly. In an instant, the fireballs had already rushed to the top of the black-haired zombie.

The zombie screamed in pain, but it was useless, his head was already ignited by the raging fire.

Ouch!

The black-haired zombie began to tear his head in pain, and accidentally knocked off his own head.

Fu Kuan couldn't help but chuckle, and quickly opened his right hand towards the zombie.

The palm activated the Yin spirit spell, and the Yin spirits on the black-haired zombie were continuously coming towards him. In less than a moment, the huge zombie had turned into a shriveled skin.

Looking at the burning embers on the ground, Fu Kuan was already satisfied. In a blink of an eye, Fu Kuan had completely drained the ghost of this zombie, and the black stone stopped moving.

"This is obviously a place to raise corpses. It's not a life-saving stone at all. We have been fooled, damn Taoist priests."

After tidying up the zombies, Fu Kuan looked around, but unfortunately he couldn't see the shadow of the old Taoist priest.

I was wondering how to get up to this deep pit, but an accident happened, and suddenly I heard bursts of wild laughter coming from the hillside.

The voice was hoarse, but it sounded very familiar.

I saw a dark figure standing on the top of the mountain, clearly looking like Wen Youdao.

"You guys are really powerful. I'm not mistaken. You really have a way to deal with evil spirits and zombies. But unfortunately, my trap is not just as simple as zombies."

"Don't blame anyone, just blame you for being ordered to kill you, and you will be killed, and your days of prosperity will be just around the corner, hahahaha!"

With bursts of wild laughter, Wen Youdao seemed to be holding a torch.

After lighting the torch, the light spread, and he was facing something on the hillside.

Sparks appeared from Zi La La, and immediately after, thick smoke that choked the throat came out.

"People don't kill heaven and earth for themselves, I'm sorry, goodbye!"

Boom!

As if the explosives were ignited, several explosions were heard suddenly on the hillside, and accompanied by bursts of roars, the rolling wood thunder stone rolled down from the hillside in an instant.

These huge stones rumbled and fell rapidly towards the deep pit below.

The sunken terrain has no chance to escape at all, and the two are already in an extremely dangerous state.

"Kuan!"

Tang Chuchu was already desperate, all she could do now was to hug Fu Kuan's shoulders.

Her trembling body had already started to tremble, and Fu Kuan could already feel it, and her clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

"Wen Youdao, you wait!"

Fu Kuan cursed and immediately mobilized Yin Ling, holding a stone head-on and pushing it away, but unfortunately, the next one was even bigger, the size of a millstone, and rushed towards Fu Kuan's face.

not good!

Fu Kuan wanted to mobilize Yin Ling, but it was too late.

There were so many stones in all directions, and there was no chance to breathe, Fu Kuan wondered if he was destined to die here today.

Master, here I come!

Fu Kuan was extremely anxious, when suddenly there was a scream from his waist.

As the lid was opened, a burst of red smoke shot out directly from the Yinshen gourd.

The pervasive red smoke instantly transformed into a human form, clearly Fu Kuanyang's blood corpse slave.

The blood corpse opened his arms without hesitation, and hugged the two of them directly in his arms. His body curled up into a ball state, and he used his back to block the flying gravel.

oooooooo!
Accompanied by the painful screams of the blood corpse, the sound of the rolling stone has disappeared.

After a few minutes, the smoke dissipated and the sound of gravel was no longer heard.

Fu Kuan felt a little breathless, after all, being pressed down by this bear-like blood corpse did not feel comfortable.

"Okay, let go, you dog slave."

Fu Kuan cursed, if he didn't let go, he would suffocate himself to death.

"Oh, master, I understand, get up now, wait a moment."

Crackling, with the blood corpse struggling, the huge body has stood up straight from the trap of piled stones.

Only then did Fu Kuan heave a sigh of relief, and quickly looked up the hillside, but unexpectedly, the shadow of the old Taoist priest had long since disappeared.

Damn!

Fu Kuan was already furious, but it was useless, the other party had already disappeared.

"Master, I will take you up, hehe!"

Whoosh!
The red light of the blood corpse flashed, and the long-haired body exploded instantly. The enormous force was like a shell, grabbing the bodies of the two people and falling firmly on the flat ground of the hillside.

"Ah Kuan, thanks to him, thank you."

Tang Chuchu was still in shock, wiping cold sweat. She had seen this blood corpse not once or twice, but this boast made the blood corpse embarrassing.

The monkey face was unnaturally distorted into a smiling expression, but this expression was too unnatural, not as attractive as the original one.

"Thank you mistress, hee hee."

The blood corpse smiled and looked at Fu Kuan, who was supposed to be submerged in the gourd, but stood there like a log without moving.

"You're asking me for a reward again, aren't you, damn it!"

Fu Kuan understood the meaning of the blood corpse a long time ago. After all, he had made an agreement before that every time the blood corpse came out to help and save Fu Kuan's life, Fu Kuan, the master, would reward the blood corpse, and it was a big reward.

"Yes, master, give it to me. I haven't eaten for a long time. You eat a lot."

The blood corpse was real, with its hairy palm facing Fu Kuan's chin.

Fu Kuan just pushed his hand away violently, the blood corpse was about to explode, but he still restrained the monkey's temper, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Hey, my good master, it's not that I'm greedy, it's just that I haven't eaten good food for a long time, this time you have to keep your word, reward me with something."

The blood corpse looked at Fu Kuan and smiled cheaply, his wicked eyebrows were clearly flattering.

Hairy red hands grabbed Fu Kuan's shoulders with just the right strength and kneaded just right.

"Okay, of course there are rewards, how about this, if you can help me catch that Taoist priest, he will give it to you, okay?"