Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

Zhou Changsheng had his reasons for asking this question.

He is a Taoist priest.

Naturally, he is well aware of the usage of the Qiankun Formation.

But Fu Kuan didn't explain too much, instead he said softly: "Set up the formation first."

"Row."

Zhou Changsheng took out items from the bag in the corner.

The most striking thing is a bronze mirror.

I saw Zhou Changsheng put the bronze mirror on the ground, then stretched out his finger, and drew a circle around the bronze mirror.

In the next second, a faint black powder appeared on the circle.

Fu Kuan turned his back on Zhou Changsheng to do his work, so he was at ease.

He searched carefully in this wooden house, trying to find some traces of Yan Rushi's disappearance.

But in this room, it was in dilapidated mess, not to mention traces, even footprints, all complicated and chaotic.

"It shouldn't be..."

Fu Kuan didn't think much, and squatted down directly.

Wan Lin said softly at the side: "Here is where Brother Yan and the others are lying."

Following Wan Lin's fingers, Fu Kuan fixed his eyes on this corner of the wall.

He stretched out his hand to touch the dust on the ground, and looked at it carefully before his eyes.

It's no different.

The conclusion he drew from his analysis was just dust and sand.

"It seems that no one has been lying in this place."

Fu Kuan talked to himself, and Wan Lin nodded accordingly.

"Yes, so this is the weirdest part."

"No hurry, wait for Lao Zhou."

Zhou Changsheng was busy with his work, and the layout of a large formation was soon completed.

Fu Kuan looked at the incomparably clear formation, without saying a word, but walked straight up.

He stood on top of the bronze mirror.

In the middle of the two feet was the bronze mirror, and when he looked down, his own cheek appeared completely in the bronze mirror.

"Fu team..."

"You guys, go and look around."

Zhou Changsheng was a little puzzled, Fu Kuan's words seemed to be trying to drive them away.

Fu Kuan did not explain, but said: "There will be irreversible damage."

Seeing that his brows were tightly furrowed, Zhou Changsheng didn't say much, and directly pulled Wan Lin into the distance.

Fu Kuan took out an imp.

The ghost loomed, and looked extraordinarily weak under the sunlight.

"I'm sorry."

He grabbed the little devil's neck directly.

This is just the most elementary kid, not to mention enlightened, he can't even speak.

Just a soul.

So Fu Kuan seemed quite relaxed.

He squeezed it sharply.

"呲-"

The little devil's head directly turned into a cloud of smoke, rushing towards the bronze mirror.

Fu Kuan didn't dare to be negligent, and squatted down directly to ensure that his own face could appear in the mirror completely.

This method is called "Shanghun".

As the name suggests, that is, the soul enters the body.

The biggest difference between humans and ghosts is the difference in breath.

Ghosts have ghosts, but people naturally have popularity.

The difference between human and ghost does not only refer to the difference in the body, but also refers to the breath.

So Fu Kuan wanted to let this little ghost stay on his body, and then use this ghost energy to find the little ghost in Beifeng Pass.

It is not impossible to do this with the ghost hunting ring alone.

It's just a little difficult.

Fu Kuan didn't know how to evaluate this ghost hunting ring.

In fact, it is a bit tasteless.

This ring seemed to only be able to find those evil spirits, or in other words, ghosts that could threaten him.

And those ordinary little ghosts will not have any reaction at all.

He didn't know whether it was his improper use or the principle of the ghost hunting ring, that's all.

But now, he can only use the method of finding the secret to record.

"All ghosts return to one!"

"God and demon enter the body!"

"Ah!"

He shouted angrily, and in the next second, a hazy mist rose from the surface of the bronze mirror.

On his wrist, there were streaks of blood.

He didn't change his face, such a trivial matter is not worth mentioning.

And the surrounding Qiankun Formation began to change.

I saw that the formation map was unpredictable, forming a series of strange hexagrams.

As for Fu Kuan, standing in it, he was quite imposing.

The hazy water mist rose slowly, Fu Kuan calculated silently, and after a few breaths, he suddenly raised his head.

The water mist got into his nose all at once.

"hiss--"

He took a deep breath.

In the next second, Fu Kuan's body began to tremble violently.

And the hexagram under his feet is the hexagram of death!
Fu Kuan was not aware of this divination.

He looked slightly serious, and the hexagrams under his feet slowly dissipated.

And Fu Kuan's entire face was bloodless.

Even thin lines appeared in the eyes.

This is the "upper soul".

It is different from ordinary ghost possession.

Although they sound similar in meaning, the real impact is quite different.

You know, ghost possession can be eliminated.

But this soul is irreversible.

That is to say, once it is spirited, the ghost will remain in the body forever, and it can only be refined with Yang Qi.

Therefore, this is why Fu Kuan asked Zhou Changsheng and the others to stay away.

At this time, the surrounding area was silent.

Fu Kuan just stood there.

In fact, he was fighting with this kid for the dominance of this body!
You know, even though this ghost is just a little ghost, once it enters the body, its power is still very terrifying.

After a while.

Fu Kuan slowly raised his head.

"Old Zhou!"

He won.

"coming!"

Zhou Changsheng ran over quickly, but he also noticed something strange about Fu Kuan.

"Fu team, you are..."

"The ghost has entered the body, stop talking nonsense, and follow me!"

Fu Kuan's eyes were hazy, and his face was pale and bloodless.

Wan Lin and Zhou Changsheng nodded quickly and followed.

Fu Kuan strode like a meteor, the ghost energy in his body was constantly dissipating.

The yang energy in the body is too strong, this ghost energy can't exist for a long time at all.

And his body is getting weaker and weaker.

This is the brat, making trouble.

"just in front!"

Fu Kuan looked at a ruined temple not far away, his eyes became more determined.

He must let these ghosts suffer the price they deserve.

Then, he kicked open the temple door of the ruined temple.

With a "bang", the temple door fell heavily on the ground, stirring up a burst of dust.

Fu Kuan looked into the temple, and as expected, Yan Rushi and Gao Feng were lying on the ground in front of a statue in the center.

"Lao Yan!"

"Gao Feng!"

The three of them rushed forward quickly.

"It should be fine, the heartbeat is steady..."

Zhou Changsheng heaved a sigh of relief.

Fu Kuan swallowed his saliva, the veins on his neck burst out, and in the next second, he directly spread a few drops of yellow spring water in the air.

"Open their mouths!"

"understand……"

The two quickly followed suit.

Fu Kuan moved the few drops of yellow spring water carefully, and soon, the water drops were about to fall into the mouths of Yan Rushi and Gao Feng.

He also breathed a sigh of relief.

But at such a moment, his wrist trembled.

"Wait!"