Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

The two just stood by the coffin, waiting for the arrival of members of the investigation bureau.

Yan Ru then handed Fu Kuan a cigarette.

Fu Kuan hesitated again and again, but still took it.

He hardly smokes, and seems to have an innate resistance to the smell of smoke.

But now, he still lit one.

"Fu team, I don't know if my choice is right."

Fu Kuan smiled slightly: "What's the matter? Are you still thinking about your Blood Lin fruit?"

"It's not because of this. After all, I'm not in a hurry to find Xue Linguo. It's mainly because of these tricky things that make me a little uneasy."

"Don't worry, good days are yet to come."

Fu Kuan showed a meaningful smile, Yan Ru exhaled a mouthful of smoke, grinned and said nothing.

Ten minutes later, members of the Bureau of Investigation arrived at the scene.

Under the command of the members of the archaeological department, everyone carefully moved the corpse into a glass coffin.

And a team member exclaimed: "Fu team!"

Fu Kuan woke up instantly and ran over.

"what happened?"

"A pair of embroidered shoes!"

"Embroidered shoes?"

Fu Kuan was taken aback for a moment, what's all the fuss about.

"Dropped from the corpse?"

"No, it is pressed on the back of the corpse all the time, not on the feet of the corpse."

Yan Rushi also hurried over, but when she heard the embroidered shoes pressed against her back, Yan Rushi was also at a loss.

Fu Kuan put on his gloves, carefully picked up the embroidered shoes and looked at them.

There is nothing special about it, just ordinary embroidered shoes, not even a little gold thread.

"Strange, how could the embroidered shoes of this fabric be regarded as treasures."

Yan Ru scratched her head and didn't understand what it meant.

An archaeologist came over and shook hands with Fu Kuan.

"Wu Yong, Director of the Department of Archeology."

"Investigation Bureau, Fu Kuan."

Yan Ru took the opportunity to ask: "Director Wu, what do you think of these embroidered shoes?"

"Actually, this kind of craftsmanship is not too prominent. On the contrary, the embroidered shoes are even a little rough."

"You mean the embroidered shoe itself?"

"Yes."

Director Wu took the embroidered shoes, picked up a magnifying glass and looked at them carefully.

"These embroidered shoes are indeed just an ordinary pair of embroidered shoes. As a funeral object, the specifications are still not enough. In fact, there is no accurate way to say that they are placed under the body. After all, we are also the first in this kind of thing. encounter."

Fu Kuan nodded.

Normally, this kind of embroidered shoes should be worn on the feet as a funeral.

But now, he was buried with him as an orphan.

This is a little confusing.

"Is there anything else found in the coffin?"

Fu Kuan asked.

Yan Ru shook his head, obviously this incident brought him a lot of surprises.

In fact, Fu Kuan was more concerned about how they could open this coffin so easily.

You know, no one who entered the cordon before was spared.

So is this hanging coffin invalid?
"Go back to the bureau first!"

"Yes!"

Everyone went back home and immediately launched an investigation.

A few hours later, the report on the corpse was also freshly released.

"Fu team, take a look."

Yan Ru handed over the report card in her hand.

Fu Kuan took a look and frowned.

"More than 700 years ago?"

"The body was not embalmed?"

"And the lifespan of the dead body is between 50 and 60 years old?"

Yan Rushi looked at Fu Kuan's surprised expression and nodded.

"how is this possible!"

Fu Kuan casually threw the report card on the table.

You know, inside this coffin is a young girl in her twenties.

How could a woman in her 50s have such a beautiful appearance.

"What about the embroidered shoes?"

"It's just an ordinary pair of shoes, nothing special."

"Has the report on the coffin come out?"

"About this coffin, the conclusion given by the archaeological department is still..."

"What nonsense!"

Fu Kuan stood up suddenly.

How could there be no result at all.

If the corpse and the coffin are unremarkable, how can the hanging coffin be explained?

"Fu team, I think... this is what we should do."

Fu Kuan was taken aback.

Indeed, the archaeological department is only responsible for investigating history and information, and these strange things seem to be their business.

For a moment, Fu Kuan felt like a stick in his throat.

There was silence in the room, only the wall clock on the wall was ringing non-stop.

"Go back first, have a good night's rest, and talk about it tomorrow. By the way, show me this coffin."

Fu Kuan is still a little scared now.

He was afraid that there would be some strange incidents of missing corpses or missing coffins.

Fortunately, nothing happened overnight.

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Kuan led a group of team members to open the room where the coffin and corpse were kept.

As soon as he opened the door, Fu Kuan was taken aback!
The female corpse stood straight behind the door, with her eyes closed, but facing forward.

Everyone gasped and backed away.

"Pay team!"

The crowd exclaimed.

Fu Kuan was also quite frightened.

The woman was dressed in black, with disheveled hair, as if she was standing in front of them like a living person.

He looked at the glass coffin in the room, the coffin lid was intact and there was no sign of it being moved.

"Monitoring room, check!"

Everyone just confronted this standing female corpse, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

After a while, the people from the monitoring room came.

"Fu Dui, the surveillance failed last night..."

"what……"

Fu Kuan swallowed.

This is clearly not right.

Deception?

This kind of thing, he has been familiar with.

But to appear in front of him like this, to be honest, it's still a bit creepy!

Fu Kuan looked down and saw that pair of blood-red embroidered shoes were just worn on the feet of the female corpse.

"This……"

"Did anyone go in last night?"

"no!"

The guards shook their heads in denial.

"And we didn't hear anything, not a little bit."

The two team members looked at each other with dark circles under their eyes, a little at a loss.

When this happened, they couldn't get away with it first.

Fu Kuan sighed helplessly, took out a talisman and pasted it on his chest.

Afterwards, he asked someone to take out the three pillars of grass incense, held it straight in his hand and lit it.

"The ghosts and ghosts, retreat and scatter!"

"Heavenly Lord, protect me as a true god!"

While Fu Kuan was muttering something, Zhou Changsheng took the opportunity to form a formation.

Everyone vacated the space for a few people one after another, only daring to watch silently from a distance.

An ancient corpse put on its shoes and stood in front of them, saying that it was not afraid, it was a lie.

Fu Kuan and Zhou Changsheng exchanged glances, and Zhou Changsheng directly ignited the talisman paper on the ground.

"boom--"

A circle of fire appeared around Fu Kuan.

The fire ring was burning with a raging fire, scorching hot.

And Fu Kuan looked at the ancient corpse and just stood there.

After the three pillars of herbal incense were burned out, he took out a pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

He tried to take a step forward, nothing unusual!
But at this moment, Zhou Changsheng suddenly yelled: "Fu Dui! Don't!"