Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"Haha, I thought who it was, it turned out to be a half-dead guy like you, I told you not to meddle in your own business, go away!"

The great monk seemed impatient, and he started to search for the clothes on the old man's corpse unscrupulously, and tore a hole in the old man's clothes with a few clicks, followed by the old lady, but before he could do anything, Fu Kuan has already rushed forward.

"You guys are really looking for death, look at the sword!"

Fu Kuan couldn't bear it now, so he hurriedly urged the Yinling Taoism, the ghost sword was instantly unsealed, raised his hands above his head and jumped up into the air, the Yin spirits all over his body were activated, accompanied by bursts of red light from the ghost sword, A huge and incomparable sword energy was splitting towards the monk's forehead.

Whizzing!

Accompanied by the enormous coercion, even the surrounding air glowed red. The blade of the sword was facing the head of the Great Monk. If he cut off his head, he would either be killed or injured.

"Hey? You are still a master, so I won't play with you anymore, bye!"

puff puff!

The great monk was startled, and he immediately grabbed the alms bowl in his hand. The alms bowl turned out to be pure gold. The alms bowl hit Fu Kuan's face directly, and the dust inside instantly blocked Fu Kuan's sight.

What about people?

After the gunpowder smoke cleared, Fu Kuan realized that his sword energy had just split the ground, and the monk had long since disappeared.

Outrageous!

Fu Kuan trembled angrily. After all, this crazy monk had already dodged his attacks several times, so it would be a shame not to kill him now.

"Old man, are you all right?"

Xiaorou hurried up to check the situation, but it was too late, and saw that the two old men had all died, and their clothes had been torn and tattered.

"What is the origin of this damn monk? He killed a person and defiled the corpse. He is definitely a perverted person than me!"

Qi Dawei backed away while talking, he was clearly afraid.

Lao Zhou didn't dare to watch the rhythm, and shrank in the corner, smoking fiercely.

"I don't know where this monk came from. I originally planned to go to Tang Chuchu tomorrow, but I think it's better to forget it. Since we met this monk, we must get rid of him."

While talking, Fu Kuan inspected the corpse, and suddenly discovered an accident.

Originally, the corpses of the old couple looked no different from ordinary people, but when they looked closely, they suddenly found that their eyeballs were all white.

White eyeballs, resentful walking dead?

Fu Kuan suddenly remembered that there is a kind of walking corpse that was transformed by a dead person just now, but there is no aura on this walking corpse, that is because the Yin spirit is too weak, if it is not for an absolute master, it will definitely not be able to detect it.

"Impossible, if these two people are walking corpses, then the great monk should be a good person."

Qi Dawei's question gave Fu Kuan some clues, he couldn't help but turned around and took out the talisman. The yellow paper talisman was lit and burned on the corpse. After a while, the corpse was indeed burned to ashes.

"Maybe the girl in the hotel just now is also a walking corpse, why don't you hurry up and have a look, those security guards may be in danger."

Thinking of this, Fu Kuan immediately quickened his pace and ran towards the hotel just now without stopping. He was out of breath and arrived there in a few minutes, but it was too late.

There was no one on the second floor of the hotel, and several people in security uniforms were lying on the ground in disorder. These people's necks were clearly bitten by something, and they looked very miserable with blood dripping.

"It seems that these corpses should also be burned, otherwise they will become walking corpses. We must hurry up."

Without saying a word, Fu Kuan took out the ghost sword, unsealed the ghost sword seal, rubbed the middle finger of his right hand against the ghost sword, and the bright red blood instantly reached the ghost sword's blade.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Kuan grabbed the ghost sword, and the blade of the sword poked at the foreheads of these corpses, directly breaking the brains of these corpses.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but the ghost sword on his waist seemed to sense something, and it rang out.

"What the hell!"

This kind of thing had never happened since the ghost sword was unsealed, so Fu Kuan immediately took the ghost sword in his hand and wanted to see what happened.

Suddenly, a red light appeared from Ghost Sword. The red light was about the size of an apple, and then it changed into the shape of a treasured sword in mid-air.

The sharp red sword was able to float in the air, and then the blade slowly shook in one direction.

Are you going to tell me that going to a place won't work?

Fu Kuan muttered to himself, but he didn't expect that Ghost Sword actually nodded his head in agreement, as if Fu Kuan had already answered his question correctly.

Be nice!

Could this ghost sword be able to generate the legendary sword spirit?

There was no time to think about it now, Fu Kuan followed the red sword sharply and ran along the desert road in Tucheng for half an hour, only to find that he had reached a deserted place.

"My god, Fu Dui, you are trying to exhaust me to death. I'm out of breath and almost suffocated."

Qi Dawei twitched and complained again and again, his face turned red like a pig's liver.

Xiaorou was sweating profusely from exhaustion, but she didn't speak, just stared at the front panting.

Fu Kuan looked back and saw that Lao Zhou had already disappeared. It seemed that this old thing really didn't work.

"Look at the figure in front of you!"

Fu Kuan suddenly discovered that there were actually two people standing in the middle of the dark open space in front of him.

One of the two was wearing a black Taoist robe, and looked like a handsome man in his 30s.

In addition, it was the crazy monk who was standing opposite. At this moment, the two were standing face to face, and the distance between them could be more than ten meters.

"Zhouyou! Are you tired of following me for more than half of the country? I advise you to mind your own business. This dragon vein is something I must obtain, and no one can stop it."

The man in the Taoist robe was carrying a sword behind his back, especially with the Taoist robe on his body, he looked upright and awe-inspiring from a distance.

Hahaha!
The great monk suddenly laughed wildly, holding the alms bowl in his right hand, as if he had activated his mana, the original golden alms bowl now emitted bursts of dazzling golden light.

"Feng Jiu, don't get too complacent. I won't let you succeed. The dragon vein is one of the dragon veins of Kyushu. If the dragon vein is broken, the world will be in chaos. You can also be regarded as a cultivator. Don't be so selfish."

The great monk touched the rosary beads on his neck while talking, and hurried away with a calm demeanor.

Feng Jiu hugged his shoulders, stared coldly at the big monk Zhou You in front of him, and then directly opened his arms.

I saw two green lights coming out of his hands, and the sword behind him seemed to be crippled by these two green lights.

Immediately afterwards, countless green lights came out of the sword and shot directly at the ground. As the green lights fell in groups, many children's figures suddenly appeared on the ground in front of his eyes.