Weird And Hard To Kill? Sorry, I'm The Real Immortal

"Brother Xiu, just now the King Bureau gave three of us a piece of spiritual incense, one third of us, saying that our spiritual growth is too fast and we are prone to sequelae, but I think he made a big fuss over a molehill, how can it be so exaggerated, I I feel fine.

Hehe, I heard that this incense is not cheap, I thought about selling it, and then exchanged it for money, so I can pick up a sports car to catch girls, what do you think? "

"I suggest you keep it for yourself." Fang Xiu shook his head slightly.

Zhao Hao can't leave his sister in three words now, and the symptoms are indeed worse than before.

"By the way, brother Xiu, do you have any spiritual incense? The spiritual incense was divided into three parts and given to the three of us. Don't you have any? If you don't have one, I'll give you this one."

"No, I have it too."

Still two.

Of course, Fang Xiu didn't say the latter sentence, and there's nothing to show off about this kind of thing.

"Let me just say, you can survive this time thanks to Brother Xiu, how could you not have spiritual incense, but Brother Xiu, why don't you take my stick, I heard that using trick weapons will aggravate the pollution of the mind, You don't have enough.

In fact, I secretly lit the spirit incense just now. "

Zhao Hao suddenly said in a low voice: "This spiritual incense is not suitable for me at all. The feeling of lighting the spiritual incense is too uncomfortable. It feels like guiding 7 times in a row, and the whole person's heart is empty. Entering the time of the sage, I feel like nothing is interesting, even when the nurse came over to give me an injection, I couldn't get up anymore."

Fang Xiu: "..."

He didn't quite understand why needles could change stones.

Zhao Hao seemed to be afraid that Fang Xiu would not believe him, so he took out the lighter and lit the spirit incense again.

A moment later, curling green smoke began to waft in the ward, and as the two breathed, the smoke from the spiritual fragrance penetrated into their nostrils.

The taste is a bit choking.

And as the spiritual fragrance entered his body, Zhao Hao's originally wretched expression gradually became peaceful and unlovable.

But Fang Xiu frowned.

He felt that his mind was being polluted.

It was as if twenty old monks were chanting scriptures and knocking wooden fish around him, trying to persuade him to let go of his hatred, which made him more irritable, and even wanted to kill two weirdos to add to the fun.

"Okay, pinch it."

Zhao Hao snuffed out the spiritual incense, and soon began to beam with joy: "How about brother Xiu, I didn't lie to you, this spiritual incense is really not a good thing, igniting it is like losing the fun of life."

Fang Xiu nodded in agreement.

Lingxiang is indeed not a good thing, and it is trying to pollute one's soul.

It seems that we have to find an opportunity to sell all Lingxiang.

In addition, he can already start thinking about the Qingshan Mental Hospital. He has always been concerned about what the director Zhou Qingfeng left behind. What is the truth of this world?

Now he doesn't even know who wrote the blood letters on the ceiling when Transmigrate came here, too many mysteries have not been clarified.

In the past, he was too weak to be qualified to know these secrets, but now he has the preliminary ability to protect himself and is ready to contact.

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 …

While Fang Xiu was recuperating, a major event happened in the Bureau of Investigation.

"What are you talking about! Yang Kunpeng is going to lose control of his spirituality?"

Wang Dehai roared wildly in the office, his face full of disbelief: "What the hell is going on! The rating of Qingshan Mental Hospital is C. With Yang Kunpeng's strength, it's fine if his team is wiped out. How could even he himself die?" Fall into such a field?

He was in a coma for three days, and now when he wakes up, he will lose control of his spirit? Did the doctor say he was not injured? "

It turned out that just the day before Fang Xiu went to Heishui Village, Yang Kunpeng's team was sent to the treacherous area of ​​Qingshan Mental Hospital.

Wang Dehai released two tasks that day, one was Heishui Village and the other was Qingshan Mental Hospital.

On the day the task was released, Yang Kunpeng led the team and set off.

Fang Xiu and others went to Heishui Village the next day.

Yang Kunpeng's team came out of the Qingshan Mental Hospital the next day, but Yang Kunpeng was the only one who came out. He fell into a coma not long after he came out and didn't wake up until today.

The subordinates who were reporting were frightened into cold sweat by Wang Dehai: "Wang... Director Wang, according to Yang Kunpeng, the information is wrong. In the strange domain of the mental hospital, it's not just the doctor's and the nightmare's two weirdnesses, but also the doctor's and the nightmare's. There are other strange things, Yang Kunpeng said... He said that he saw at least three more strange things wandering around.

If it wasn't for his ability to be invisible, he might have died long ago. "

"There are three more!?" Wang Dehai's cold sweat broke out instantly.

Because he suddenly remembered that Fang Xiu had said before that there were at least dozens of weird ones in the Qingshan Mental Hospital, locked in the wards.

But at that time, he and Shen Lingxue judged based on past experience and thought that this was impossible. This was not doubting Fang Xiu's predictive ability, but that dozens of strange gatherings had never happened before.

Even the headquarters once said that the weird characteristics are different, and it is difficult for them to live in peace with each other, so there will be basically no weird group living.

It's like in the animal world, animals that obviously live alone live in groups, which doesn't conform to common sense at all.

It's like one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless there is one male and one female.

In addition, Fang Xiu is just a newcomer spirit master, and he was an ordinary person before, and he had never been in contact with the weird at all, so they naturally thought that the weird that Fang Xiu saw in the future screen was a weird slave.

After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, there is no difference between a weird slave and a weird one.

But now, Yang Kunpeng, a senior spiritual master, has seen three other strange monsters in the strange domain of Qingshan Mental Hospital, which has broken common sense.

This also means that what Fang Xiu said is likely to be true, and it is very likely that there are dozens of monsters in Qingshan Mental Hospital, not weird slaves!

Things are getting bigger!

If this is the case, then the previous common sense that weird people don't cluster together will be broken, and the ghostly area of ​​Qingshan Mental Hospital in Lvteng City will become the only case in the world!

"Where is Yang Kunpeng now? Take me there quickly!" Wang Dehai said anxiously.

"In the interrogation room, Bureau Wang, he is about to deform. It's too dangerous for you to go."

"Is Yang Ming back?" Wang Dehai said in a deep voice.

"No...not yet."

"Where's Bai Qi? Is the injury healed?"

"Vice-captain Bai has already returned to work normally, but I don't think he's in a state of complete recovery."

"I can't control that much now, call Bai Qi to my office, and by the way, Fang Xiu, he is the person involved, call him too."

"Yes, Wang Ju."

ten minutes later......

Fang Xiu came to Wang Dehai's office. He didn't know what Wang Dehai asked him to do, especially when he was recovering from his injuries.

As soon as Fang Xiu entered the door, he saw a tall, handsome, pale man sitting opposite Wang Dehai, sitting upright and serious, exuding an aura that strangers should not enter.

The man has patchwork black hair, delicate facial features, and an indifferent expression like Satan descending into the world, sharp and indifferent eyes, slender and long red phoenix eyes, and two cold thin lips under the bridge of his nose.

Generally speaking, at first glance, he looks like the kind of overbearing boss with a slack face and a stern expression, sharp brows and sharp eyes.

It's just that the only fly in the ointment is that the boss's face is a little unnaturally pale, and he even coughs once or twice from time to time, making him look a little sick.