Chapter 238 Hidden Spirit Powder and Death

The young man turned the steering wheel and turned into another road. Not long after he advanced, he encountered the traffic police blocking the road again.

Moreover, this place is even busier than the road they just went to, with many vehicles and pedestrians gathered.

The three of them parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and walked to the front to observe the situation.

Although this is not a main road, because it is a temporary blockade and there is no advance notice, many unsuspecting people are still stuck here.

The talkative ones changed lanes and left when they saw the traffic police blocking the road, while the talkative ones were still arguing with the traffic police officers about why they were not allowed to pass.

"Mr. Zhao, this place is very tightly sealed. How can we get there?" the young man asked the white-haired old man beside him.

"But they are just ordinary people. If we directly use our ghost abilities, will they be able to detect them?" the fat girl said disdainfully.

"Idiot!" The young man frowned and said, "Have you forgotten the spiritual detector? If the spiritual detector is here, we will be discovered as long as we use the ghost ability."

"Although the spirit detector is powerful, it is not without its opponents. As long as you take the hidden spirit powder, you can avoid the detection of the spirit detector." The fat girl said unconvinced.

The young man asked doubtfully: "Is it possible that you have hidden spirit powder?"

"I..." The fat girl hesitated.

"She doesn't have it like I do," Mr. Zhao said with a smile: "Next, I will take the hidden spirit powder, and then use the ghost ability to take you in."

Hearing the old man's words, the young man was shocked. He didn't expect that the other man could even get the hidden spirit powder.

The hidden spirit powder can hide the fluctuations of supernatural power on the body, and even if the ghost ability is used, it will not be discovered by the spiritual detector.

Therefore, this item was classified as contraband by the headquarters and was not circulated in the market at all. The young man only heard that it was circulated from abroad.

The price is very expensive, and he has only heard about it but has never seen the real thing.

Mr. Zhao did not explain, but took out a small packet of white powder from his body and poured it into his mouth.

Looking at the old man's frown, the young man knew that this food must be very unpleasant.

After finally swallowing the white powder, Mr. Zhao called the two of them to a secluded and uninhabited place, and then used his ghost ability.

A light yellow light enveloped the three of them, and they felt extremely close to the earth under their feet. With just a slight movement, the three of them melted into the earth as if they were merging into water.

The three of them walked on flat ground underground, and the surrounding soil not only did not block their progress, but also did not block their sight.

Through the thick soil, the three of them could easily see the people and objects on the ground.

Because they were walking underground, the three of them had unimpeded access and soon arrived at the temporary camp set up by Feng Quan near Huanggang Village.

"Hey! That person seems to be Feng Quan's ghost controller?" The fat girl pointed to a fat man in a police uniform in the distance.

Mr. Zhao looked over, identified him and said, "I have seen this person's information. He is a ghost controller under Feng Quan. His surname seems to be Zhou, and his code name is Gui Ying."

The fat girl said excitedly: "Since there is this person here, Feng Quan should not be here. Let's enter Huanggang Village quickly."

The young man looked around and suggested: "We'd better check it carefully to avoid missing anything."

Mr. Zhao nodded and took a few people to quickly inspect the camp. On the way, he saw a few ghost controllers, but they were all ordinary ghost controllers who controlled a powerful ghost.

Until the end, the three of them found no sign of Feng Quan.

"It seems that Feng Quan is not here. They are all the ghost masters he has just recruited." The fat girl said with a smile: "Let's go solve the supernatural events here to avoid any accidents."

The young man didn't speak. Feng Quan was indeed not here, but he didn't know why? There was always a lingering uneasiness in his mind.

Mr. Zhao nodded and said: "Feng Quan, as a top ghost controller, has a high status and powerful strength. Normal supernatural events do not require his own intervention. Let's go."

After saying that, Mr. Zhao led the two of them towards Huanggang Village at a very fast speed, but they happened to miss Feng Quan who was patrolling the surrounding area.

After calling Wang Xiaoming, Feng Quan clearly felt that Wang Xiaoming attached great importance to this place. In order to show off, he asked several of his ghost masters to guard the camp while he went out to patrol.

When Feng Quan returned to the temporary camp in his car, the remaining ghost masters immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Did anything happen while I was on patrol?" Feng Quan asked after getting out of the car.

"No, no! The boss is in charge here, how can anyone dare to make trouble?" A short man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said quickly with a smile.

Feng Quan nodded: "That's good. You inform me that all the traffic arteries around Huanggang Village have been guarded by me. No one is allowed to come in."

"Don't worry, boss, not a single mosquito can fly in without your permission." Another ghost controller vowed.

Among the three, only Zhou Zheng did not speak. He stood at the back with an expressionless face, quietly listening to the reports of the two colleagues.

Feng Quan glanced at the three of them and ordered again: "By the way, and you... No matter what happens next, you are not allowed to approach Huanggang Village. This is a death order."

"Boss, why is this?" the short man asked curiously.

Feng Quan's face darkened: "You don't need to know, just obey the order!"

The change in Feng Quan's tone immediately made several people understand the importance of the matter, and they all nodded to express their understanding.

But on the other side, Mr. Zhao and the other three came to Huanggang Village.

After continuously activating the power of evil spirits, Mr. Zhao was also a little tired. When he saw the destination, he immediately exited the underground state and floated to the ground.

"Eh... Why is it like this here?" The fat girl had a lot of fat on her face, and her expression could not be seen, but she could feel something was wrong from her tone of voice.

It was because the Huanggang Village in front of them was too normal. Under the bright sunshine, many villagers were walking in the village, and several elderly people were sitting under the big tree at the head of the village chatting. It was a leisurely rural time, which was completely different from the picture they imagined.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Zhao also had a solemn face. Before he came, he only heard that Huanggang Village disappeared three days later and reappeared. Unexpectedly, the villagers here were not dead and lived like normal people.

"Something is wrong...something is wrong...Isn't Huanggang Village haunted? How are they still alive?" The young man was also shocked.

The three of them were at a loss for a moment, you look at me, I look at you.

"Or we should leave!" The young man suggested that the scene in front of them was too weird, so it would be better to leave.

"Since we are here, we should at least explore briefly and see what is going on." Fatty was unwilling to leave. Her contribution points were almost enough, and she would be able to control the second evil ghost and become an elite ghost rider.

"Fat girl is right. Since we are here, let's go in and take a look." Finally, Mr. Zhao also decided to explore Huanggang Village.

Two of the three decided to enter the village, and the final result was self-evident. The young man had to follow behind and headed towards the village entrance.

Arriving under the big tree at the entrance of the village, Mr. Zhao personally went forward to greet the old men who were resting under the tree:

"Brothers, is this Huanggang Village?"

"Yes, this is Huanggang Village. What do you do?" One of the dark-skinned old men asked back.

"Brother, we came out to play, but the car broke down halfway and we can't go back for the time being, so we want to stay here for one night." Mr. Zhao said with a smile.

The old man glanced at the three people, paused on the fat girl for a while and said: "You guys are rich people at first glance, I'm afraid you can't get used to living in our country."

Old Zhao said quickly: "You can get used to it...you can get used to it...we won't live here for free, we'll pay you."

When he said he would pay, he immediately attracted the attention of other old people, and they all started talking.

"You want to stay here! I have a few empty rooms at home!"

"I have one too, and it's just been renovated, so it's very clean!"

"His house has just been built, and there is formaldehyde. My house is good and has no formaldehyde."

"Whose house do you say has formaldehyde? Old Liu, you are really unkind. Your house does not have formaldehyde, but it's been more than 30 years old, so you are not afraid that it will collapse and kill you, an old man."

Several old men started arguing, and for a while, even Old Zhao and the other three could not take care of them.

After the chaos, Old Zhao and the other two finally followed the old man who had talked to them at the beginning, and prepared to stay at his house temporarily.

The old man's surname is Wang. His wife has passed away. His only two sons are working outside and only come back to the village once a year.

Zhao Lao chatted with Wang Lao to inquire about the situation in Huanggang Village, while Fatty and the other two took the opportunity to observe the situation in the village.

But no matter how they looked at it, this village was very ordinary, without any traces of evil spirits.

Not long after, the three of them came to Wang Lao's house, assigned rooms, and gathered together again.

"Zhao Lao, we are not really going to spend the night here, are we? This is Feng Quan's territory." The young man complained.

"Humph! This is just an identity I arranged for everyone, otherwise the three of us suddenly appeared in the village, how much suspicion would be aroused." Zhao Lao snorted coldly.

"Calm down!" Fatty mediated, "Fang Zi is used to being suspicious, and he didn't mean it."

Zhao Lao sighed and said, "We have been cooperating for so long, and we still have to have the trust we should have. I won't harm you."

The contradiction was temporarily exposed, and the three began to discuss how to find the evil spirit hidden here.

Old Zhao got a lot of information from Old Wang, but none of it had anything to do with evil spirits, so they could only explore and search on their own.

Huanggang Village was neither big nor small, and if they searched together, it would definitely waste a lot of time. So after discussion, the three decided to act separately to save time as much as possible.

The three left Old Wang's house together, and then separated at the intersection to explore in three directions.

Fang Zi looked around with a vigilant face. Since entering Huanggang Village, he had a bad premonition, which made him tense.

The villagers he met on the road also looked gloomy in his eyes, as if they would turn into evil spirits and pounce on him in the next moment.

"No, my state is not right!" Fang Zi immediately realized that he was affected by the evil spirit in his body.

He lowered his head and tore open the clothes on his chest, and saw a green evil spirit tattoo on his chest. The evil spirit had a green face and fangs, and was extremely ferocious. A ghost hand grabbed Fang Zi's heart, making Fang Zi feel cold and suffocated.

"It's been a month since I went to the headquarters for treatment. The evil spirit that was suppressed originally has become active again." Fangzi put his clothes in order. "After this incident is over, I will go to the headquarters for treatment again."

After realizing that it was the influence of the evil spirit, Fangzi felt much more relaxed. Although the dark cloud in his heart was still there, his consciousness was clear.

Ten minutes later, after Fangzi finished investigating the area he was responsible for, he returned to Old Man Wang's residence. After a while, Old Man Zhao also came back. The two talked for a while, but did not find anything unusual.

"Neither you nor I have found any traces of the evil spirit. I hope that Fatty can bring back good news!" Mr. Zhao sighed.

Fangzi nodded without saying anything. He felt more and more uneasy, as if a disaster was about to happen.

After a while, Fatty still did not come back. The two finally realized that something was wrong and immediately went out to follow the direction Fatty left.

"Fat must have encountered an evil spirit here, so she did not come back at the specified time. However, the evil spirit she controls is special and has a strong ability to save her life. We should be able to save her now."

"Well... Mr. Zhao, I have always felt uneasy. This evil spirit may not be simple. We must be careful."

The two walked quickly and communicated quickly. Soon they found a house where a funeral was being held, but strangely, it was very quiet and there was no sound.

It stands to reason that if a family holds a funeral, there must be a lot of people to take care of it. Whether it is lively or crying, there must be something wrong.

The two of them went forward to check. The door was wide open, and they saw a black coffin in the lobby. There was a black and white photo behind the black coffin.

But the most conspicuous thing was a corpse that seemed to have been sucked into a mummy, lying next to the black coffin.

"It's Fatty!" Fangzi pointed at the mummy with a horrified look. Although it was no longer human, he still recognized the clothes on the mummy. It was worn by Fatty.

"Mr. Zhao, let's go. The ghosts here are so fierce. Fatty died before she could call for help."

Fangzi was very scared. He and Fatty were both ordinary ghost riders, but they were good at different things. He was good at attacking, and Fatty was good at saving his life.

Now even Fatty was dead. If he faced this evil ghost, he would definitely not be able to defend himself.

"Why are you panicking?" Mr. Zhao looked around. "The evil ghost is not here now. We can just collect information. If we run into an evil ghost, we can also deal with it."

"Yes... yes... Mr. Zhao is right." Fangzi nodded in agreement, but he did not dare to step into the courtyard.

Old Zhao frowned, thinking that Fangzi was useless. He hadn't discovered it before, but now he was in danger, and finally discovered Fangzi's true face.

So he simply ignored Fangzi, walked into the lobby alone, and came to the body of the fat girl.

At this time, the fat girl didn't look like she weighed 300 or 400 pounds before. Only a thin layer of skin was left on her body, and all the fat and internal organs in her body disappeared.

"The evil ghost is gone too. Could it be that it revived and ran away? It shouldn't be. Evil ghosts don't resurrect so quickly!"