Chapter 238: Hidden Spirit Powder and Death
The young man turned the steering wheel and turned into another road. Not long after he drove on, he encountered a road closure by traffic police again.

Moreover, this place was even busier than the road they had just visited, with a lot of vehicles and pedestrians gathered here.

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

Although this is not a main road, because it was temporarily blocked without prior notice, many people who were unaware were still stuck here.

Those who are easy to talk to will change lanes and leave when they see the traffic police blocking the road, while those who are not easy to talk to are still arguing with the traffic police who are blocking the road, asking why they won't let them pass.

"Mr. Zhao, the blockade here is very tight. How do we get through?" the young man asked the white-haired old man beside him.

"They are just ordinary people. How can they discover us if we directly use our ghost abilities?" The fat girl said disdainfully.

"Idiot!" The young man frowned and said, "Did you forget the spirit detector? If the spirit detector is here, we will be discovered as soon as we use the evil spirit ability."

"Although the spirit detecting instrument is powerful, it is not without rivals. As long as you take the spirit-hiding powder, you can avoid the detection of the spirit detecting instrument." The fat girl said unconvinced.

The young man asked doubtfully, "Could it be that you have hidden spirit powder?"

"I..." the fat girl stammered.

"She doesn't have what I have," Zhao Lao said with a smile, "Next I will take the hidden spirit powder, and then use the evil spirit ability to take you in."

Hearing the old man's words, the young man was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party could even get the Hidden Spirit Powder.

The soul-hiding powder can conceal the fluctuations of supernatural powers in the body, so even if you use the abilities of a ghost, it will not be detected by the soul-detecting instrument.

Therefore, this thing was listed as a prohibited item by the headquarters and was not circulated on the market at all. The young man only heard that it was circulated from abroad.

The price was very expensive, and he had only heard of it but had never seen the real thing.

Without explaining, Mr. Zhao 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 thing must not taste good.

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

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

The three of them walked underground as if it were flat ground. The surrounding soil not only did not block their progress, but also did not block their vision.

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 built by Feng Quan near Huanggang Village.

"Hey! That man seems to be the ghost rider under Feng Quan?" The fat girl pointed at a slightly plump man in police uniform in the distance.

Elder Zhao looked over, identified him and said, "I've seen this person's information. He's a ghost rider under Feng Quan. His last name seems to be Zhou, and his code name is Ghost Infant."

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

The young man looked around and suggested, "Let's check it carefully to make sure we don't miss anything."

Old Zhao nodded and took a few people to quickly inspect the camp. On the way, they saw a few ghost riders, but they were all ordinary ghost riders who were riding a fierce ghost.

Until the end, the three of them did not find any trace of Feng Quan.

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

The young man did not speak. Feng Quan was indeed not here, but he did not know why. He always felt an uneasy feeling in his heart.

Elder Zhao nodded and said, "As a top ghost rider, Feng Quan has a high status and great strength. He does not need to be involved in ordinary supernatural events. Let's go."

After saying that, Mr. Zhao took the two of them and headed towards Huanggang Village at a very fast speed, but they just missed Feng Quan who was patrolling the surrounding area.

After making the call to Wang Xiaoming, Feng Quan clearly felt how much Wang Xiaoming valued this place. In order to show it, he asked several ghost riders under his command to guard the camp while he went out to patrol.

When Feng Quan drove back to the temporary camp, several ghost riders who stayed behind immediately came forward to greet him.

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

"No, no! The boss is here, who would dare to cause trouble?" A short man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks said hurriedly with a smile.

Feng Quan nodded: "That's good. Tell everyone to guard all the important roads around Huanggang Village. Don't let anyone come in."

"Don't worry, boss. Without your permission, not even a mosquito can fly in." Another ghost rider vowed.

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

Feng Quan glanced at the three people and warned again: "Oh, and you... no matter what happens next, you can't get close to 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 follow the orders!"

The change in Feng Quan's tone immediately made several people understand the importance of the matter, and they nodded to show that they understood.

On the other side, Mr. Zhao and his two companions arrived at Huanggang Village.

After continuously activating the evil spirit's abilities, Mr. Zhao also found it somewhat tiring. When he saw his destination, he immediately exited his underground state and surfaced.

"Huh... why is it like this here?" The fat girl had a lot of fat on her face, so her expression couldn't be seen changing, but one could sense something was wrong from the tone of her voice.

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

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

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

The three of them were at a loss for a moment, looking at each other.

"Why don't we just go away!" the young man suggested. The scene before them was too weird, so it would be better to leave.

"Now that we're here, we should at least do some simple exploration to see what's going on." The fat girl didn't want to leave just like that. She was almost accumulating enough contribution points, and by then she would be able to control a second evil ghost and become an elite ghost rider.

"Fatty is right. Now that 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 go into the village. The final result was self-evident. The young man had no choice but to follow behind and headed towards the village entrance. When they arrived under the big tree at the entrance of the village, Lao 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.

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

The old man glanced at the three people, paused for a while on the fat girl and said, "You guys look like rich people. I'm just worried that you won't be used to living in our country."

Mr. Zhao said quickly, "You're used to it...you're used to it...we're not living here for free, we're paying for it."

As soon as he mentioned giving money, it immediately attracted the attention of other elderly people, and they all started to talk to him.

"You guys need accommodation! I happen to have a few empty rooms at my house!"

"I have one at home, too. It's a newly renovated house, and it's so clean!"

"His house has just been built and has formaldehyde in it. My house is good and has no formaldehyde in it."

"Whose house do you say has formaldehyde? Old Liu, you are really dishonest. Your house does not have formaldehyde, but it is more than 30 years old. Aren't you afraid that it will collapse one day and kill you, an old man?"

A few old men started quarreling, and for a moment they couldn't even take care of Mr. Zhao and the other three.

After the chaos, the three Zhao brothers finally followed the old man who spoke to them at the beginning, and planned to stay at his house temporarily.

The old man’s surname is Wang. His wife has passed away, and his only two sons are working outside and only return to the village once a year.

Old Zhao chatted with Old Wang about the situation in Huanggang Village, while Fatty and the other girl 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 arrived at Old Man Wang's house, and after the rooms were assigned, the three of them gathered together again.

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

"Hmph! This is just an identity I arranged for everyone. Otherwise, if the three of us suddenly appeared in the village, it would arouse a lot of suspicion." Old Zhao snorted coldly.

"Calm down!" The fat girl tried to mediate. "Fangzi is always suspicious. He didn't mean it."

Mr. Zhao sighed and said, "We have been working together for such a long time, we still have to have the necessary trust. I will not harm you."

The conflict was temporarily resolved, and the three began to discuss how to find the evil spirit hiding 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 is neither big nor small. If they search for it together, it will definitely waste a lot of time. So after discussion, the three decided to act separately to save time as much as possible.

The three of them left Old Man Wang's house together, then separated at the intersection and explored in three directions.

Fang Zi looked around with a vigilant look on his face. Ever since he entered Huanggang Village, he had a bad feeling, which made him tense.

The villagers he met on the road also looked eerie to him, as if they would turn into evil spirits and pounce on him at any moment.

"No, my condition is wrong!" 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 tattoo of a ghost on his chest. The ghost had a green face and fangs, and was extremely ferocious. One of its ghost hands grabbed Fangzi's heart, making Fangzi feel cold and suffocated.

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

After realizing that it was the influence of an evil spirit, Fang Zi felt much more relaxed. Although the cloud in his heart was still there, he was conscious.

More than ten minutes later, after Fang Zi finished searching 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 of them talked for a while and found nothing unusual.

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

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

After a while, the fat girl still didn't come back. The two finally realized that something was wrong and immediately went out and followed the direction the fat girl left.

"The fat girl must have encountered a fierce ghost here, so she didn't come back on time. However, the fierce ghost she controls is special and has a strong ability to save his life. If we rush over now, we should be able to save him."

"Well... Mr. Zhao, I've been feeling a little uneasy. This time the evil spirit may not be simple. We must be careful."

The two men walked quickly and communicated quickly, and soon they found a house where a funeral was being held, but strangely, it was very quiet here, without any sound.

Normally speaking, when there is a funeral at home, there must be quite a few people involved, and whether it is a lively or fraught occasion, there must be something wrong if something is unusual.

The two men went forward to check, and the door was wide open. They saw a black coffin in the lobby and a black and white photo behind it.

But the most eye-catching thing was a corpse that seemed to have been sucked dry, lying next to the black coffin.

"It's Fatty!" Fang Zi pointed at the mummy with a look of horror. Although it no longer looked like a human, he still recognized the clothes the mummy was wearing. They were worn by Fatty.

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

Fangzi was very scared. He and Fatty were both ordinary ghost riders, but they had different strengths. He was good at attacking, while Fatty was good at saving her life.

Now even the fat girl is dead. If he faces this evil ghost, he will definitely not be able to defend himself.

"Why are you panicking?" Mr. Zhao looked around. "The evil spirit is not here now. We can collect information so that we can have a way to deal with it if we encounter an evil spirit."

"Yes... yes... Mr. Zhao is right." Fang Zi nodded in agreement, but did not dare to step into the compound.

Old Zhao frowned, feeling that Fang Zi was useless. He hadn't noticed it before, but this time when he was in real danger, he discovered Fang Zi's true face.

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

The fat girl at this moment no longer looked like she weighed 300 or 400 pounds before. Only a thin layer of skin remained on her body, and all the fat and internal organs in her body had disappeared.

"The evil ghost has also disappeared. Could it be that it revived and ran away? That shouldn't be the case. An evil ghost won't reviv so quickly!"

(End of this chapter)