Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"Chuchu, Qi Dawei, Xu Qingxin, what are you three doing!"

Fu Kuan was stunned, but the cold pond couldn't stop Fu Kuan from going ashore. With a swish, Fu Kuan stimulated his yang energy, and his body landed firmly on the ground like a cannonball.

It's a pity that unexpectedly, just waiting for my body to stand still for a moment, the three people in front of me actually moved to the opposite intersection in an instant.

Everyone stood at an intersection, and the direction of the intersection near the pond was Fu Kuan, and now the three of them were separated, forming three directions.

Then a strange scene happened.

The three of them raised their right hands at the same time, and made a goodbye gesture to Fu Kuan with their snow-white palms.

Not only that, these people retreated towards the back intersection while walking, the speed was so fast that they could hardly see their shadows clearly in a blink of an eye.

what the hell!

Fu Kuan was astonished, and was about to run to catch up with Qi Dawei who was in the middle, when he suddenly realized that the three of them were all wearing black cloth shoes!

The toes of the black cloth shoes are still one right foot and one left foot, and they are all worn backwards, becoming yin and yang shoes!
"Master, who is behind the scenes, come out if you have the ability, hurry up!"

Fu Kuan stood in the middle of the intersection cursing, clutching the ghost sword in his hand and cursing. Originally, he just wanted to vent his anger, but he attracted the three ghosts who were chasing him just now.

The loud rumbling sound rang out again, and with the violent shaking of the ground, the huge ghost head had already arrived in front of Fu Kuan.

Without mercy, the three ghost heads slammed on Fu Kuan's body, and with a loud bang, Fu Kuan's body was sent flying again.

I am Nima!
Fu Kuan cursed in the air, feeling like his body fell into the water again like a cannonball.

The huge impact has already knocked him out, and the final picture is that endless water is wrapping his body.

Afterwards, nothing was known.

"Master, wake up, quick!"

Fu Kuan fell into a coma, and suddenly heard a call coming from his ear, it sounded like a blood corpse calling his name.

"Master, it's me, you can't give up like this before you're dead."

Fu Kuan only felt that his body was extremely cold, so he quickly opened his eyes to see that it was indeed a blood corpse.

The blood corpse's eyes were reddened, staring at him eagerly.

Struggling to sit up, Fu Kuan suddenly found that it was dawn.

I was sitting by the pond, and it was already daytime.

Looking around, the town in the distance is the same as before.

All the pedestrians on the road looked normal, the road was full of traffic, the commercial street was full of people, and the ghosts miraculously disappeared.

Damn!

Fu Kuan was stunned. If ghosts existed, they wouldn't disappear at any time, unless there was a super expert who could make ghosts reappear or disappear at will.

Thinking of the three ghosts and the three people wearing embroidered shoes last night, Fu Kuan lost his composure for an instant.

"Master, what are you doing in a daze? Why don't we retreat and go find Yan Rushi and Zhou Changsheng. They must have arrived in the Northern Han desert. If you go to the Tang family again, be careful to die inside."

The blood corpse comforted him, but Fu Kuan had already clenched his fists and punched the ground hard to make a depression.

"No! I promised Tang Chuchu that I would help her get rid of the scourge, not to mention Xu Qingxin and Qi Dawei, they are also innocent, if they leave without knowing why, I, Fu Kuan, still have the face to live in this world? "

Hey!
The blood corpse sighed helplessly, and Fu Kuan immediately stood up.

The town was still prosperous, and Fu Kuan had already walked into the town.

I walked towards the small hotel I stayed in yesterday to check, and sure enough, it was already empty.

The innkeeper is still there, but the three of them are gone.

Fu Kuan made up his mind to wait until dark.

I rented a room and waited until dark, just waiting for the ghosts to come again.

As expected, in the middle of the night, there was a gust of wind immediately outside the street, and the wind whined like flying sand and rocks.

The glass windows of the hotel have been rumbled by the strong wind, and they are about to break.

Fu Kuan went downstairs to the street, looked around carefully, and it was exactly as he imagined.

The ghost has arrived!

The black smog shrouded the top of the head, and all the people on the street disappeared. The only thing that could be seen was the dim lights on the road.

As I was watching, I suddenly heard a ringing sound in the distance.

Fu Kuan was smart this time, and quickly dragged the blood corpse into a trash can by the side of the road to hide.

Boom!

The ghost head on the roof was huge, as if he had sensed Fu Kuan's aura, the huge sphere slammed directly from the roof to the ground.

With a bang, accompanied by a huge roar, the ghost head has smashed a huge depression in the ground.

The splashed gravel hit the trash can, but it didn't attract the ghost's attention.

Fu Kuan huddled in the trash can, clutching the ghost sword, and wanted to rush out to fight for his life, but suddenly had an idea.

"This ghost sword needs a powerful Yin spirit to unseal it. My Yang energy is exhausted now. I wonder if you can help me."

"Use your body to transform into a ghostly breath into the ghost sword, maybe you can untie it, or you will be lost!"

Fu Kuan knew in his heart that if the seal could not be broken, the blood corpse's soul would be absorbed by the ghost sword and could not escape, and then the blood corpse would die, but there was no other way.

"Hehe, master, do you think I look like the kind of person who is afraid of death, then try it!"

and many more!

Fu Kuan still wanted to explain a few words, but the blood corpse had turned into a cloud of red smoke with a sneer.

The body directly turned into a Yin spirit form, fluttering and wrapping around Ghost Sword's body. In less than a moment, the blood corpse had disappeared and completely wrapped Ghost Sword with its own body.

The blood-red ghost sword suddenly seemed to have a spirituality, and Fu Kuan let it go lightly, and the ghost sword was suspended in mid-air.

"Master, it's me, I'm a blood corpse, see if it's been lifted now, I don't know!"

The voice of the blood corpse came from the ghost sword, and Fu Kuan was even more excited.

"Okay! It seems that this ghost sword can absorb your Yin spirit. Now I want to use blood to sacrifice the sword. You should immediately guard the original god and stabilize your soul. Otherwise, your soul will fly away. Remember, don't speak any more, just settle down!"

Obey!

The blood corpse stopped moving, and Fu Kuan immediately stretched out his wrist.

Grabbing the ghost sword, the sharp blade slashed at his wrist. With the injection of blood, the fiery red ghost sword immediately glowed bright red.

The light was a bit dazzling, and the entire trash can immediately reflected a blood-red light.

Whoosh!Fu Kuan jumped out of the trash can and appeared behind the ghost head.

hoohoo!

The ghost immediately spotted Fu Kuan's figure, and without a word, his huge head began to smash at Fu Kuan.