Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"Oh? Formation?"

Lame Zhang was a little curious. He didn't know that Fu Kuan would be interested in these things.

"Actually, if these formations are real, I mean if they are, then they are not very practical."

"Why?"

"The spellcasting is too slow, and the conditions required are very harsh. Even if you learn these strange formations, they will not be of much use."

Fu Kuan disagreed.

If it wasn't because of the Yanghuo formation those few times, I'm afraid I would have burped.

"Are these formations real?"

"I have already said that the records in these ancient books are half true and half false."

Cripple Zhang smiled.

"If these formations really exist, I'm afraid there will be a bloody storm."

Hearing Fu Kuan's words, Zhang Laizi nodded.

He also agrees with this view.

"That's right, each of these formations is capable of summoning wind and rain, let alone those high-end formations, such as 'Bright Moon Rises from the Sea', 'Scattering Beans into Soldiers', and 'Moisturizing Things Silently'. Although most of these names are strange, and some are even named after some poems, but the power, I am afraid that it is easy to destroy an ancient city!"

There was also deep horror in Zhang Laizi's eyes.

"Can it be so scary?"

"That's natural. These formations are said to have been learned by the onmyojis who lived next to the great emperors in ancient times, and most of the historians are not qualified to record these things. And these formations can be handed down to this day. Those capable people and strangers in the folk can't get rid of their ties!"

"I see, but how likely are these ancient books to be true?"

"If you only talk about this ancient book, it is natural that 40.00% are true. If you talk about the things recorded in this ancient book, then the true rate is probably less than [-]%."

"So low?"

"How high do you think it can be? According to word of mouth, it is naturally impossible to reveal too many details about these legendary powers, and most of them are infinitely exaggerated. Some historians even estimate that they are compiling fake histories. ..."

"This... this is too outrageous."

"Not only that, these ancient books are fun to read. Even if these supernatural powers really exist now, such as 'Scattering Beans into Soldiers', they have long been lost."

"This... oh... what a pity, what a pity."

"Even if these great powers in ancient times knew how to cast spells, they would probably bring these secrets into the coffin, leaving them for future generations to imagine endlessly."

"Then do this..."

"Selfishness is certain, but it is also for the sake of future generations."

"Oh?"

"These formations and supernatural powers are, to a certain extent, defying the number of days, including you and me now."

"Mr. Zhang, I actually don't understand something."

Fu Kuan scratched his hair and asked.

"Say!"

"Then since it violates the number of days, what about those ghosts and spirits?"

"This... between heaven and earth, can't humans and ghosts coexist?"

"Then why destroy it?"

"What we eliminated are the black hands behind the scenes, right?"

Fu Kuan was taken aback.

He thought about it carefully, and it was indeed so.

It was only with the participation of these supernatural beings that all this began to change.

"The number of days is irreversible, but going against the sky is already very rough."

Zhang Laizi's words almost awakened the dreamer.

"Mr. Zhang, I understand."

"It's good to understand, but who can explain these things clearly?"

"Is there any serious offspring..."

"Less, but there are."

Speaking of this, Zhang Laizi's expression obviously became a little unnatural.

But Fu Kuan didn't find out.

"Then these people, I'm afraid we can also fight for it."

"Do you want to win over? Forget it, this group of people, I'm afraid they are arrogant, you and I are just like wild people in the mountains, and they are not on the stage!"

"Mr. Zhang, about the two-door sorcery..."

"Your body is about the same?"

"It is estimated that in two days, walking will not be a problem."

"In this way, after five days, we will set off."

"Go to your..."

"That's right, I'm going to confirm whether he was responsible for this dual-door sorcery! If so, I have to take a layer of his skin off!"

Fu Kuan gave a wry smile.

Lame Zhang patted Fu Kuan on the shoulder and walked out of the room.

For several days in a row, he did not see half of Zhang Laizi.

Even the food was delivered by Butler Cheng.

But when he asked Butler Cheng, Butler Cheng also faltered and couldn't say anything.

Fu Kuan suddenly felt a little weird.

But he didn't ask too much, since Zhang Laizi didn't want to say anything, then he must have his reasons.

For the next few days, Fu Kuan had nothing to do and began to recover his athletic ability.

He is like a patient who has been paralyzed in bed all year round and suddenly recovers from a serious illness.

It is impossible to maintain normal walking at all.

"This...fortunately saved my life."

Fu Kuan felt a little scared.

Zhang Laizi also gave Fu Kuan a pair of herbs to stick on his limbs.

It is said that the speed of recovery will be much faster in this way.

Fu Kuan did the same.

After a week, normal walking and fighting are no longer a problem.

Zhang Laizi still just took Cheng Butler with him, and the three of them drove away towards the distance.

"Mr. Zhang, did you find it?"

"If there is no accident in the location, the kid should be there."

"But it's been so many years, and he's suspicious by nature, I'm afraid it's already changed—"

There was a flash of crystal in the corner of Zhang Laizi's eyes, but he quickly hid it.

Fu Kuan saw through and didn't say anything.

He knew that once lame Zhang separated from his younger brother, it would almost be a lifetime.

If he hadn't fallen for this trick, I'm afraid Zhang Laizi would never have thought of looking for his own brother.

So he couldn't tell whether it was a blessing in disguise or a good deed.

But he knew that this time it might be extremely dangerous.

But what he was worried about was the butler Cheng.

It is said that Steward Cheng has been with Zhang Zizi for more than 30 years, and Zhang Laizi has already regarded this steward Cheng as his family.

Fu Kuan knew that Steward Cheng was defenseless this time, and if something happened to him and Zhang Laizi, they might still have a chance.

But if the steward Cheng accidentally got it wrong, he might never return.

"Uncle Cheng."

"Master Fu, what's the matter?"

"You must take these talisman papers with you!"

The steward Cheng turned out the talisman with a look of astonishment, and then smiled slightly: "Thank you, Young Master Fu, for your concern."

Fu Kuan was taken aback, but still smiled.

He can call it whatever he wants.

Anyway, it's just a name.

"I'm afraid it's extremely dangerous to go this time, so Mr. Zhang, it's best if you try not to cause conflicts."

"Don't worry, although my temper explodes, I can still restrain myself!"

Lame Zhang showed his white teeth and grinned.