Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"There is such a development?"

Fu Kuan's heart moved, and he asked, "System, what is the evil spirit of the earth? What is the killing blade?"

The system voice without a trace of emotion replied: "Earth evil air is formed on the No. 18 layer of the nether world. It has the characteristic of breaking everything and is the most powerful attacking breath."

"The Blade of Slaying was originally the weapon of King Chujiang, and it is also the source of the evil energy of the earth. With the Blade of Slaying, King Chujiang has suppressed the [-]th floor of hell without limit. He is the most powerful existence among the ten kings of the underworld!"

Hearing the system's explanation, Fu Kuan was in a daze.

He didn't expect the sharp knife in front of him to have such great power.

He thought for a moment in silence before asking a question.

"System, if I try to communicate with the Killing Blade, what will happen?"

The system replied: "The host has a [-]% chance of successfully communicating with the Killing Blade, which can make the Killing Blade recognize you as the master."

"But there is still an [-]% chance that you will be directly beheaded by the killing blade, and even your soul will be disintegrated into particles, completely wiped out from the world, and there will be no possibility of resurrection or reincarnation."

With such a terrible consequence, Fu Kuan couldn't help but shudder.

"There is only a [-]% chance. If it was normal, I would never provoke this kind of thing..."

Fu Kuan said to himself, looking down at the ghost sword in his hand.

The ghost sword has been fused with a part of the earth's evil spirit, and its power has greatly increased.

In the outside world at this time, a mysterious cocoon broke out from the ground of the desert city. Powerful creatures have been hiding in the darkness, secretly spying on the world.

The merman master in the tomb of the real dragon has also lifted the seal. After he recovers, it may be another disaster.

There are also gods who do not distinguish between good and evil, and the extremely powerful hidden dragon organization.

So many potential dangers, so many hidden dangers.

Is it really enough just to get the evil spirit?

Fu Kuan asked himself.

But in fact, he already knew the answer.

It is not enough just to have the evil spirit of the earth, it cannot suppress the evil in this world.

You can't protect the one you love.

Tang Chuchu, Xu Qingxin, Xiaorou, Yan Rushi, and those investigation bureau members who abide by their duties...

All of these will be destroyed in this catastrophe.

Fu Kuan's eyes gradually became firm, and he slowly raised his head.

At this moment, he suddenly had the consciousness to die generously.

"System, help me communicate with the Killing Blade."

The system was silent for two or three seconds before replying: "Got it, I'm about to communicate with the host about the Blade of Slaying!"

Yinyin on the side looked at Fu Kuan blankly.

For some reason, in her eyes, the figure of this tattered and embarrassed big brother became extremely large.

Turned into a god-like existence.

This is not an illusion, but the feeling that Fu Kuan's strong and resolute spirit brought her.

"Big brother, you..."

Fu Kuan turned his head to look at Yin Yin and smiled slightly.

"Yinyin, protect me. When I wake up, I will take you out."

"Well, I see!"

Yinyin's face flushed, and she nodded vigorously.

She also seems to be infected by the spirit of heroism, although she does not understand what the Warden means.

"Ding, start communicating with the killing blade!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Kuan's eyes blurred, and he fell into endless darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene he saw had changed.

"Huh? What is this place?"

Fu Kuan looked around suspiciously.

The surrounding environment is dark and damp, with all kinds of weird and twisted plants stretching out.

Clouds of ghostly mist floated around.

There is a huge portal archway ahead.

Fu Kuan looked up.

Two words "Ghost Town" are engraved with bird seals on it.

"Ghost town? Is this the underworld?"

Fu Kuan felt a little confused, as the expected dangerous scene did not come.

He thought he would be coerced or attacked by the killing blade immediately.

"Hey! What are you dawdling about? Go!"

Someone from behind gave Fu Kuan a hard push.

Fu Kuan turned his head and saw a pale face.

The man's face was pale, with red eyes, and a long bright red tongue hanging all the way to his chest.

"Boy, what are you looking at? Hurry up and pass through the gate of hell!"

Another fat man with a dark face came up and kicked Fu Kuan.

That black-faced fat man was also extremely ugly, with a pair of big copper bell eyes and a mouth so big that three bricks could be stuffed into it.

Fu Kuan frowned and asked, "You two, where is this?"

The pale-faced man sneered: "What a dead ghost, can't you see our clothes? I'm Bai Wuchang who specializes in arresting souls. Do you understand the authentic officials of the underworld?"

The black-faced fat man on the side had a hoarse voice, and shook his head, "It seems that he was born to be a fool, what is the first generation of emperor in the world, I think it is nothing more than that! Even your grandfather Heiwuchang can't recognize him."

Fuck, black and white are impermanent? !

What is going on here?
What about the dangers of the agreed-to-communicate Slaughtering Blade?Could it be that Lao Tzu was hacked to death the moment he communicated?
Fu Kuan was stunned, and it was wrong to think about it.

The system made it very clear that if he failed, his soul would directly disintegrate into particles.

There is no possibility of coming to the underworld to reincarnate?
Bai Wuchang rolled his tongue, stepped forward and kicked Fu Kuan again.

"Stop talking nonsense, if I tell you to go, go!"

Fu Kuan had no choice but to be pushed away by the two of them.

Hei Wuchang has been taunting Fu Kuan in various ways.

"Returning to be emperor like this stupid? Maybe I can become emperor if I go to the human world, hahaha!"

When Fu Kuan was pressed through the ghost town archway, his hands and feet suddenly became heavier.

Fu Kuan looked down again.

I found that my hands and feet had a pair of iron shackles, which were very heavy.

"As long as you pass the gate of hell, you can't go back, let's go!"

Bai Wuchang laughed like a ghost.

No, he was originally a ghost.

Although Fu Kuan had a lot of doubts in his heart, he still tried his best to keep calm and wanted to see what would happen next.

The front is indeed a city where ghosts live.

There are streets, houses, and little ghosts setting up stalls on the side of the road.

The street is paved with a layer of dark green stone slabs, and it actually makes a creaking sound when stepped on.

The houses on both sides are dilapidated and dilapidated, as if they could collapse when the wind blows.

And the kid who set up a stall on the side of the road didn't hawk, but squatted silently on the ground.

Fu Kuan took a glance and found that the things on sale at the booth were all weird gadgets.

For example, human eyeballs, finger bones, scalp, face, various internal organs and so on.

Fu Kuan turned his head to look at Bai Wuchang and Hei Wuchang, and asked with a smile on his face, "You two officials, why are you selling such things at this stall?"

It seems that this "official master" is very useful.

Bai Wuchang nodded in satisfaction, and replied: "The boy speaks quite nicely, so the official will tell you mercifully."

"Most of the little ghosts living here were killed by people in various ways. Many of them are physically crippled and have a lot of resentment in their hearts, so they cannot be reincarnated."