Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"Oh my God, these corpses are so strange, they are all smiling, they are all so happy to die."

Qi Dawei covered his mouth while talking, his expression of smirk made Fu Kuan gag.

"By the way, you said that you will get drunk after drinking. If you don't drink, you won't solve your life's major issues directly."

Fu Kuan was half joking, but Qi Dawei looked disgusted.

"Hey, I'm not that kind of person. Even if I don't drink, my concentration is still full. It depends on whether I can stuff it directly into my arms."

Hahaha!
The three of them were talking and laughing as they handled the corpse here, as if they were completely different from the others. When Fu Kuan looked over there, he realized that those people were holding their noses and looking uncomfortable.

"You guys are doing it pretty fast, so go ahead and help them out quickly."

Fu Kuan was thinking that he could rest for a while after he was busy, but who would have thought that the scarred face would follow him, although he was a little helpless, but there was nothing he could do, who made the other party a ruthless person.

He quickly grabbed the tools and started digging a hole, grabbed the coffin with both hands and continued to bury the corpse, and did it for several hours without knowing it.

"Why, why do we have to be hard laborers? I knew I wouldn't do it so quickly. I'm really speechless."

Qi Dawei continued to complain, but it was useless. For several hours, seeing all the corpses were buried, it was too late to think about it, and it was already evening in a blink of an eye.

Back at the coffin house, Fu Kuan quickly washed up, and then changed into clean clothes. Dinner was the same, two potatoes and a bowl of salt water. Although there was no taste, it was finally enough to fill his stomach.

After eating and drinking enough, he closed the window, and Fu Kuan was about to sleep when he suddenly heard a cry of pain from Qi Dawei.

"My stomach, I don't know what's in my stomach, why do I feel something is moving."

Qi Dawei sat up from the bed violently, and then started to slap his belly with both hands, and then he began to struggle with his belly, which was as violent as appendicitis.

What’s wrong with you.

Fu Kuan hurried up to check what happened, only to find that Qi Dawei was really dying.

There were bean-sized drops of sweat all over his forehead, the dense sweat had soaked through his clothes, his face was sallow, and he was clearly in a state of being poisoned.

do not move!

Fu Kuan hurriedly mobilized his Yang Qi to check, but it was a good look, and he saw a thin black line on Qi Dawei's stomach.

This thin line extends from his neck along the lower direction, the dark line is only more than an inch long, but it looks very slender, as if it is only the thickness of a hair.

"This black line!"

Fu Kuan had never seen this thing before, and if it was a ghost curse, it might not be in the state of a black line. He was staring at Qi Dawei's stomach, and Lao Zhou followed him.

"Fu Dui, this black line is amazing. When I was cleaning the body today, I accidentally saw a shirtless guy. He had this kind of black line on his stomach. At first I thought it was just a coincidence, some kind of tattoo, Now this black line is no different from that on the dead man."

Old Zhou told the truth that Qi Dawei's face had turned green.

"No, why didn't you say earlier, am I dying, I don't want to die!"

Qi Dawei began to lose control of his emotions, coupled with the aches and pains all over his body, and then he started rolling on the bed non-stop.

Accompanied by violent twitching, he actually started to convulse all over.

not good!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fu Kuan hurriedly mobilized the yang qi, pointed his fingers at Qi Dawei's stomach and started conveying it. In a short while, with the blessing of yang qi, Qi Dawei's stomach suddenly stopped hurting.

I'm ready?
Qi Dawei was in a state of ecstasy, and Fu Kuan was even more puzzled. Could it be that the black line was some kind of Yin spirit, which disappeared immediately when it encountered Yang Qi.

"I'm fine, thank you brother."

Qi Dawei sat up with a smile, his whole body was twitching from the pain just now, but he returned to normal in a blink of an eye.

"How much of that wine did you drink? Xiao Rou told me that it was poisonous wine, and if you drank it, you would die."

Fu Kuan reminded him kindly, Qi Dawei scratched his head and thought for a while before he remembered something.

"I seem to have only taken a sip, so I won't dare next time."

The two were talking, when Lao Zhou suddenly came up to him, and he immediately lay next to Fu Kuan's ear.

"Qi Dawei doesn't know how to disguise, why don't we let him lead the way and make up to look like the scarred face, maybe we can rush out of the fat woman."

When Lao Zhou reminded him so much, Fu Kuan was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect that Lao Zhou, who is usually very simple and honest, became smarter.

"That's fine, it's better to live than to die, so let's try."

The three of them were about to climb out from the ladder, when there was a knock on the door, and when they opened the door, they found that it was Scarface standing outside.

Seeing the scarred face, Fu Kuan immediately became polite, and saw the other party's eyes glowing with a rhythm that could kill people.

"You guys come with me, you have something to do."

Scarface's tone was cold, Fu Kuan hurriedly asked with a smiling face.

"What's the matter, please tell me."

Just follow me, there is so much nonsense.

They had no choice but to follow Scarface, and they went directly to the yard after a while.

Seeing the scarred face pointing to a well in the middle of the ground, Fu Kuan immediately understood that it meant to start doing hard work.

"You guys prepare all the water for everyone, and cook tomorrow. Don't delay it. Hurry up and send it to every room, understand."

okay!

The hard work continued. Fu Kuan grabbed the bucket and started desperately. He got a bucket of water into the door of a room and put the bucket on the ground.

Several men lived in this coffin house, and there was a sour smell in the room, and some people seemed to be discussing something inside.

"Haha, I really didn't expect it. I came here to be the emperor. Those girls are so beautiful. I almost died of excitement yesterday."

"The girl I'm looking for is also quite beautiful, but I don't know if I can see her in two days. She is really nice, and I like it."

"By the way, Lao Wang, what kind of girl are you looking for? Why did she fall asleep as soon as she came back, and she didn't see you talking?"

Suddenly the two were talking to that person, and Fu Kuan happened to look at it, only to realize that there was indeed a man lying in the opposite direction.

The man was about 40 years old, his shriveled body was lying flat, and his sallow face seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Don't look at it, this man is dead."

Fu Kuan put down the bucket and said a word, the other two were also taken aback, and hurried over to find out what happened, but it was too late, the guy named Old Wang had already gone to see Lord Yan.

"Old Wang, you can't die, you still have a three-year-old child and an old lady at home!"