Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

Qi Dawei was so frightened that he trembled all over. At this moment, the four of them were leaning back against each other, fearing that the vines that rushed over would sweep him away again.

Everyone be careful!

Fu Kuan let out a loud roar, and saw dead branches emerging from the ground again, and countless branches continued to pounce on everyone.

The only way to get rid of these vines is to jump to the top of the tree and kill the ghost heads inside, but unfortunately, there are too many vines now, and there is no chance to get out.

Fu Kuan grabbed the ghost sword and began to slash, as if he had started to go crazy.

Being helpless, he suddenly thought of a way.

"The blood has infiltrated our bodies. We must not let the rain hit our bodies. We might as well dig a hole in the ground and get in."

Not knowing if this method would work, Fu Kuan spoke and Qi Dawei immediately started to act.

He took out the engineering shovel from his pocket, and then began to dig hard towards the ground. With the rattling sound, there were bursts of noise from the ground immediately.

The ground soaked by rain was very soft, and the engineers could dig up the soil with a shovel, and found a relatively high place, under the canopy of trees.

In less than 10 minutes, Qi Dawei actually dug out a hole as tall as a person.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Kuan found the tent in the backpack and covered it on top of the hole. As the hole got bigger and bigger, everyone got inside.

The crowded burrow didn't allow anyone to turn away, but Fu Kuan guessed that those vines seemed to have lost their target, and everyone was finally safe.

"Damn it, I don't know when the heavy rain will stop."

Fu Kuan cursed endlessly, which was strange to say, but as soon as he finished speaking, the roaring sound above his head gradually weakened, and then he wanted to disappear.

Fu Kuan was surprised, could it be that these strange trees really had spirituality, maybe they knew that they couldn't attack themselves now, so they stopped?
Why don't you try it out.

Fu Kuan tentatively opened the canvas of the tent, jumped directly to the ground, and the result was as he imagined.

When his feet had just reached the ground, the heavy rain that had stopped before continued to pour down, and Fu Kuan had no choice but to fall into the pit again.

As a result, as I thought, the heavy rain stopped again.

"Then come again!"

Fu Kuan jumped out again, the heavy rain continued to fall, and then fell into the hole again, and the heavy rain stopped again.

This time, Fu Kuan simply went back and forth, jumping back and forth non-stop, relying on his own ghostly shadow walking skills, he managed to stop the heavy rain. He went back and forth dozens of times, and an accident happened. up.

There was only a popping sound, and there seemed to be an explosion sound from the surrounding tree canopy. Fu Kuan looked up and saw that the rainy weather had disappeared.

Not only that, but even the fog around him has dissipated a lot.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on here?"

Everyone got out of the hole, and Qi Dawei flattered Fu Kuan even more. He boasted but didn't get any attention, and he could only stand aside in despair.

"Fu team, did you use the jumping spell? Why did you jump around and those tree crowns all exploded?"

Qi Dawei was amazed, and Fu Kuan also felt puzzled, staring at the bloody place on the opposite side, clearly not knowing what was going on.

While wondering, Tang Chuchu explained the reason with lingering fear.

"I know what's going on. The center of these tree monsters are ghost masters. They urged the Yin spirits to attack. Just now, Fu Kuan jumped up and down. They urged the Yin spirits and then retracted them. Stomach exploded."

As Tang Chuchu said, Fu Kuan finally understood.

"That's right, in fact, it is reasonable to urge Yin Ling to cast a spell and it cannot be withdrawn immediately, even if it is withdrawn, it cannot be activated again immediately."

"Unless a master can move freely, even I can't be mobilized all the time. These brainless guys just want to kill us when they meet, and they don't think about this relationship at all, so they all put themselves Fucked."

That's it!

Everyone understood that it wasn't that Fu Kuan's Taoism was so powerful, it was just the result of his insatiable greed and lack of brains.

A forest spread out, and Fu Kuan frowned not long after he had just walked.

I saw that there was still a large lush jungle beyond the scattered open space. These bushes were densely packed to cover the sky and the sun, and there was no light at all.

"We still can't survive a few days, and the forest ahead is still so big, how many days will it take us to get through!"

Qi Dawei began to complain, and Fu Kuan felt a little helpless.

If you encounter this kind of attack again, not to mention these few people, even if you keep chopping with the ghost sword, your physical strength will still be a problem. When you lose your strength and you don't have supplies, you will starve to death sooner or later.

After thinking about it, Fu Kuan was speechless, suddenly, he seemed to have thought of some method.

"I thought, why don't we make armor, find a tree, and wrap the body with bark and wood boards, maybe it can block the breath on the body."

This way is good!
The strange tree's body has that kind of evil spirit, so it is estimated that it will not detect the existence of everyone, but Fu Kuan immediately shook his head again.

"No, even if the armor is made, it can't completely block our breath. We always have to breathe, wait for me to think about it."

A few hours passed after thinking about it, but unfortunately Fu Kuan still couldn't think of any solution, obviously already battered.

Waiting until it was almost dark, everyone was already hungry and had eaten up the last bit of dry food around them, and now all the supplies were exhausted.

Fu Kuan was helpless, looking at Tang Chuchu's helpless little face, he suddenly smiled.

"Perhaps it's just a coincidence. If I, Fu Kuan, died here, I would have you by my side now."

Fu Kuan, who never talked about life and death easily, finally had to face the reality. Unless someone came to save his life, he was probably dead.

Tang Chuchu was speechless, she immediately hugged Fu Kuan's arm, her soft body leaned against Fu Kuan's shoulder, Fu Kuan looked carefully, the black on her body was getting thicker.

Those black blood vessels have spread to Tang Chuchu's neck, and even the cheeks have begun to have a dense mesh with you.

Xu Qingxin was about to pull Tang Chuchu away when suddenly there was a crashing sound from above her head.

It sounded like a bird chirping, Fu Kuan stood up and looked at the sky, it was so dark that it looked like a guy flew over.

"We are saved, we are saved, haha!"

Xu Qingxin was suddenly very excited. Looking up, an owl was swinging down from the top of her head.

Fu Kuan felt strange, this owl looked familiar, but its posture was a bit funny, it didn't seem to be landing at all, it seemed like a plane crashed.

Manager Mao?

When the owl landed on the ground, Fu Kuan was very excited. This big familiar bird was exactly the head of the Guibu.

"You mourners, if you didn't cause me to wander around the Tang family's wandering mountains, I would have gone back to smoke cigars!"