Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"The blue light is gone, Fu Kuan, did you make a mistake?"

Fu Kuan was tangling with Xu Qingxin's arms, and looked in the direction Xu Qingxin said, as expected.

The blue light that was shot out just now has disappeared, as if some kind of power has extinguished the sun flame of the spell that was shot out.

"Be careful, there are voices ahead."

Fu Kuan clearly heard the sound of dense footsteps, but he couldn't hear anyone speaking.

There seemed to be a little light shining in the dark place ahead, accompanied by the sound of a hoe digging, which sounded more harsh.

Slowly urging the ghost shadow to approach, but he didn't make a sound, Fu Kuan lay down behind a rock and looked carefully, he couldn't help but be surprised.

I saw a grave mound behind the boulder in the mass burial mound, but at the moment it was brightly lit.

It seems that the archaeological team is working below, some people are holding torches, some people are carrying kerosene lamps.

A few people on the side were digging with picks and the like, and the four men in the middle were holding ropes, and wooden sticks were tied to the ropes. Several people lifted them upwards vigorously, and the coffin in the cemetery was lifted directly to the top.

So much strength!
Fu Kuan felt it was weird, seeing that the coffin could weigh several hundred catties, according to common sense, no more than a dozen people would not be able to lift it out.

But looking at it now, such a heavy thing can be gotten outside with only four people. If it is not because of innate divine power, it is because these few are not human!

"These people are the ones who injured Xiaoguang, are they all ghost masters?"

After Xu Qingxin finished speaking, she was about to rush out, but was still held back by Fu Kuan.

"Hush! Don't startle the snake, let's see what these people are doing?"

Fu Kuan took a deep breath and saw several people put down the coffin.

Then they found tools, and began to pry the lid of the coffin with a sharp iron rod. It didn't take long before there were bursts of ear-piercing noises from the lid of the coffin.

The long coffin nails were opened, and bursts of white smoke burst out of the coffin.

After death, there will be rotten gas left in the coffin, and Fu Kuan can tell at a glance that this can be regarded as a new grave.

"Haha! Great, there are good things in this coffin, a lot of gold and silver jewelry, great!"

The man in black laughed wildly, and half of his body went inside to grab a few things and come out.

The light reflected the object, and it shone like gold and silver jewelry.

"Brother, it's really amazing to find this Fengshui master. I didn't expect to find a way to make a fortune in this mass grave. It's really amazing."

A skinny man next to him chimed in, and several people around him followed suit, laughing cheaply.

After searching, the black-faced burly man found a pocket. He grabbed the gold and silver and put them in the pocket, then took out a bottle.

The pitch-black bottle was clearly a porcelain bottle, the size of a palm.

Opening the lid, the black-faced man actually took out a sponge.

"What are they doing?"

Xu Qingxin asked in a low voice. After all, the direction the two of them were facing was against the wind, and the other party would never hear any sound from such a strong wind.

Fu Kuan sneered.

"What else can I do, I must be taking corpse oil."

Sure enough, he guessed right, the black-faced burly man stuffed a sponge into the stomach of the corpse, squeezed it hard, and then grabbed the sponge to the top of the porcelain bottle.

Almost exerting all his strength, he managed to get a few drops of black viscous liquid into it.

"Brother, I really don't understand. What are you doing with the fat from this corpse? Are you planning to go home and cook?"

Hahaha!
The lunatics continued to laugh, but the black-faced burly man kicked the skinny man's ass.

"Fart! This is what the master asked for. I gave it to him so that we can continue to cast spells. When the time comes, we will be full of strength and dig graves!"

Hahaha!
Brother, you are awesome!
Several people continued to dig the grave, and not long after, another grave suffered disaster.

The process was still the same as before. First, the coffin was opened to take away the gold, silver and jewelry inside, and then the corpse oil was taken, and the corpse was burned up with a fire.

Such a heartless act was almost struck by lightning, and Fu Kuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"I don't know how long we have to wait, won't you be scared?"

Xu Qingxin shook her head, not understanding what Fu Kuan was thinking at all.

"Don't go out. If Wen Youdao is not far away, wouldn't we have caught him?"

This……

Xu Qing hesitated, and the two waited for more than an hour, just waiting for these people to leave.

Sure enough, things were done, and a few guys got into the car.

There was a van parked on the side of the road, Yuan Yuan was already driving ahead, Fu Kuan started the car after him, turned off the lights and slowly followed behind.

After driving for about half an hour, the car finally stopped.

It was still pitch black, but now it was near a village.

The van drove into a yard, the wooden fence door opened, and a man in priestly robes was standing at the door.

With his hands behind his back, he is slender and extremely thin, with a bun on his head.

Fu Kuan was very excited. From a distance, this person was probably Wen Youdao.

"Master! We are back, here is the corpse oil you asked for, and the gold, as agreed before, we will give you three to seven points, and we will give you three to seven!"

The black-faced man stood in front of the man in the Taoist robe and smiled and talked, even his tone seemed cheap.

Holding the bottle with both hands, he respectfully placed it in front of the man in Taoist robes.

"Well, the taste is quite pure, it really is what I want, not bad, not bad!"

"However, you guys are still playing smart with me, isn't it?"

The man in Taoist robe suddenly became angry, and his eagle eyes seemed to be on fire.

The withered right arm was like a steel bar, grabbing the black-faced man's neck straight.

He lifted it violently, but for some unknown reason, the huge force lifted the two-hundred-pound man's feet into the air and lifted him off the ground.

The black-faced man couldn't breathe anymore, he could only struggle with his limbs and started coughing.

"Master...Master, everything is according to your order, what did I do wrong, why did you treat me like this!"

Get out!

The Taoist robed man pushed violently, as if throwing a dead chicken, he fell heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the man in Taoist robes had a sinister smile on his face. He walked around to the back of the van, and slapped the trunk with his right hand. The force was so great that the rear lid of the car vibrated open directly.

"what is this?"

"The [-]-[-] you agreed to open, how did it become [-]-[-]? I'll forgive you today, but I won't be an example, why don't you hurry up and get out!"

There was a roar, ghosts crying and gods howling.

There seemed to be vibrations in the voice, and with the exertion of strength, the hair of the man in the Taoist robe stood on end. This operation was like a demon king descending into the world.

"Mom! Ghost!"