Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

Fu Kuan was a little surprised that a pair of women's embroidered shoes appeared for no reason.

Coincidentally, this pair of shoes was stepped on by Fu Kuan, and he instinctively wanted to kick them away.

But unexpectedly, the pair of shoes seemed to be glued to the soles of his feet. Fu Kuan tentatively shook them off. The embroidered shoes seemed to be pasted with glue, and he couldn't get rid of them no matter what.

Damn!

Fu Kuan felt a little disgusted, and after staring at the blood-red color carefully, he realized that there was a cloud of black smoke lingering on the shoes.

Thick smoke drifted down the soles of the shoes to the ground, giving off a feeling of mist.

So strong!
Fu Kuan felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly activated the formula and cast a fire spell onto the shoe.

Accompanied by the bang explosion, the embroidered shoes burned directly into ashes.

"Tang Chuchu!"

After finishing the pair of blood-red embroidered shoes, Fu Kuan began to shout into the room, but there was still no movement after shouting for a long time.

Helpless, Fu Kuan could only use brute force.

The fist of his right hand was urging Yang Qi, and he slammed the metal rolling door in front of him. With a few bangs, the rolling door was immediately dented.

Followed by another kick, the huge impact force directly dropped the rolling door to the ground.

Pushing open the glass door in front of him with his backhand, Fu Kuan rushed into the room.

"Tang Chuchu! Xu Qingxin, Qi Dawei!"

Fu Kuan scratched his neck and yelled, but there was no one there, so he had no choice but to go to the women's bathroom to see what happened.

Without a word, he walked to the door of the bathroom, and Fu Kuan went directly inside.

Fu Kuan, who had never been to the women's bathroom in his life, was a little embarrassed. Looking left and right, he saw partition doors in front of him.

Fu Kuan yelled, but still no one answered, he was already very anxious.

"Okay, since you don't speak, don't blame me for having a bad temper!"

Fu Kuan didn't have time to wait. He grabbed the door handle with his right hand and pulled it one by one. Not surprisingly, the partition door was completely empty and there was no one at all.

Only the last door was left unopened, so Fu Kuan quickly walked up to it.

Grabbing the door with his right hand and pulling it violently, accompanied by a ringing sound, Fu Kuan was really startled.

Accompanied by a squeaking sound, unexpectedly there were many shoes inside the partition door.

The densely packed shoes rushed out from inside, and began to smash towards Fu Kuan's body.

Crackling, these scorpions seem to have life.

Countless shoes began to attack Fu Kuan's head and cheeks, and bombarded his body indiscriminately.

The constant attacks made Fu Kuan even more annoyed, and he cast a dozen or so spells out without stopping.

"Fire Charm!"

As the formula was read out, the glowing red talisman immediately slammed at these evil things.

After the bang, the flames shot up into the sky, and all the shoes had been burned to ashes.

The entire bathroom was filled with a burning smell, black smoke had filled the entire space, and the throat-choking smell forced Fu Kuan to retreat.

"Not good! Is this a ghost domain?"

Fu Kuan stood in front of the food stall and looked at his phone. According to the time, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning of the next day.

But now, everything in front of him was in the dark, and he directly cast a probing technique on the surroundings.

He couldn't help but realize that his guess was right.

This place is completely a dead ghost realm, no wonder everything you see and hear is so strange.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help being afraid, if those three people were also bewitched by this ghost, I don't know whether they are alive or dead now.

"Blood Corpse!"

Fu Kuan opened the Yinshen Gourd without hesitation, and a stream of red smoke floated directly to the ground as he gave orders.

Then it turned into a human form, and the blood corpse was born out of nowhere.

"Master, I'm here, take your word for it."

The blood corpse lowered its head and knelt on the ground respectfully, that pious look made Fu Kuan feel relieved.

"No matter where it is, you are the only one with me now, help me find the other three people quickly, otherwise they may be in danger."

Master...me!

The blood corpse hesitated, as if there was something unspeakable.

Fu Kuan felt strange, why the blood corpse, which was crisp and neat in the past, was hesitating now.

"Say something quickly, fart quickly, don't waste time."

Fu Kuan was a little annoyed.

The blood corpse looked at Fu Kuan tremblingly, and then showed embarrassment.

"Master, it's not that I'm backing down. You helped Tang Chuchu solve the matter of the scourge. It has nothing to do with me. Now that I've been caught by this ghost, it's very difficult for me to get out. Be careful that I've fallen into someone else's trap, and I can never go out!"

The blood corpse was so loyal that he even braved Fu Kuan's temper that could erupt at any time to speak out, but unexpectedly, Fu Kuan didn't get angry and just sneered.

"You dog slave, I know you're doing it for my own good, but you don't forget one thing, I'm your master. I don't know how death is written."

Well, master!
The blood corpse had no choice but to walk behind Fu Kuan, and the master and servant began to search aimlessly in this dark street.

There was a pungent stench everywhere, and the extremely dark space was like hell.

Gusts of wind blew violently on his cheeks, and Fu Kuan only felt that the wind seemed to be getting stronger.

While walking, Fu Kuan suddenly realized that something was wrong, the place far ahead looked like a spacious street.

Standing in the middle of the street was a figure, watching from a distance, that person was walking back and forth aimlessly in the middle of the street.

"Master, there are people, maybe they are."

Excited, the blood corpse rushed over, the speed of the blood corpse was extremely fast, Fu Kuan could only chase after him, and within a moment, the blood corpse took a look at the man who came back.

"It seems to be a woman, but she has no head, and her clothes look like Tang Chuchu!"

The blood corpse came back to Fu Kuan panting, but there was a very strange look in his eyes.

"What are you talking about? Tang Chuchu, she has no head. Could it be that she is already dead?"

Seeing this, Fu Kuan immediately ran forward to see what happened, but unexpectedly, the blood corpse suddenly grabbed his arm.

"Master, listen to me, I never dare to hinder you from doing anything, but today I will try my best to stop you."

"I feel an ominous premonition. If we continue to stay in this ghost, maybe we will encounter greater danger."

Fu Kuan, the blood corpse's sixth sense, knew for a long time that no matter what situation he encountered, the blood corpse could predict the outcome in advance, but Fu Kuan was not afraid, so what if he knew the danger.

Now it's deep in it, and there's no chance of escape.

Ignoring the blood corpse's advice, Fu Kuan hurriedly ran towards the street ahead, and when he got there, he found that the headless man standing in the middle of the street was wearing Tang Chuchu's clothes.