When Hangdu was in the third day of the morning, there were no more people in the county government. Ordinary people had already returned home to sleep, or found a place to live under the government's resettlement.

Yu Jun stood on the eaves and looked at the dark night, with stars dotted, and for some reason, his distractions became heavier and heavier.

Zhou Bai had already returned to the county government office, and he and Daoren Hou were stunned in the yard and roasted dry food such as steamed buns and other foods found from the kitchen.

Wen Meng and Zhao Magistrate had been discussing the follow-up issues of the corpse disaster in Hangzhou City, but did not appear in the yard.

Bai Wanming consumed too much demonic energy because he turned into an ancient tree, so he could no longer hold on to go back to the house to rest.

The empty yard became much colder. Zhou Bai sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a butcher knife in one hand and gently rubbing the linen with the other hand. He turned his head and asked casually: "Old Hou, how do you feel?"

Daoren Hou smiled bitterly and scratched his armpit with his right hand: "It's okay, at least I'm not afraid of the cold and hot weather, but I'm not very hungry."

"It seems that now you only need to absorb the yin energy to maintain your body's consumption."

Zhou Bai also tried to stimulate Daoren Hou with animal blood, but he did not have the instinct to drink blood at all.

"Life is really less fun." Daoren Hou felt lost and bite the steamed bun, but it felt like chewing wax.

The weekly newspaper patted his shoulder and said, "Old Hou, when you officially enter the Ming Diansi, you may be restored after you get started with your skills."

"I hope so, but let's go through tonight first." Daoren Hou subconsciously looked up at Yu Jun on the eaves.

She was holding the token of Ming Diansi in her hand, and her face remained calm and Daoren Hou's heart suddenly stumbled.

Zhou Bai couldn't help but stand up and looked out of Hangdu City along Yu Jun's gaze. Under the dark clouds in the distance, he felt like a storm was coming.

Soon Yu Jun fell from the eaves. She quickly walked to the two of them and said in a deep voice: "There seems to be a yin energy in the mountains and forests next to the temporary residence of refugees outside the city."

"It seems that the ghost is about to appear." Zhou Bai took the butcher knife back on his back and his face became solemn.

"Let's go, Hou Bocheng is already waiting for us, don't hesitate."

After saying that, Yu Jun jumped up and turned into a true body in the air. After the cheetah's huge body landed lightly, it burst out with a good speed and couldn't wait to rush over.

Zhou Bai followed closely behind, his feet were extremely fast. When he encountered a wall or some obstacle, he jumped over with his body's strength.

Only Daoren Hou was a little hesitant, but as the two men disappeared from his sight, a terrifying threat of death suddenly surged into his heart.

This feeling is extremely strong, comparable to what he encountered in Xuzhou. His eyes twitched, and his face was originally purple-red, and his color was darker.

"Who is the sacred scheming in Hangdu? I am also drunk, so I can't let me go."

Hou Daoren wanted to cry but had no tears, so he had to chase him quickly. I don’t know whether it was because he was approaching Zhou Bai and the others, or because he was away from the county government, the oppression in his heart was a little less.

His speed is neither fast nor slow. After awakening the magical powers of the ghost realm, his physique has increased a lot, but zombies have never been ghosts who are good at speed.

When the Taoist Hou walked through the street and walked out of Hangzhou Capital, Zhou Bai and his friends had already met and stood together.

They were a little far away from the refugee gathering place, with their backs facing each other and their eyes fixed on the forest in front of them.

Zhou Bai leaned on a butcher's knife, took off his hat and placed it behind him. The fierce aura emitted by his body was as real as it was. After experiencing battles of all sizes, he had already left no fear in his heart.

Hou Bocheng, who was beside him, was covered in iron armor, had ghost faces on his chest, and had strange beasts on his shoulders. He was holding an iron silver spear that was longer than an ordinary person in his hand.

Yu Jun transformed into a half-human and half-demon, licking his lips with his narrow tongue, and his tail slapped the ground from time to time, leaving traces.

In addition, the four people standing in a row are much scarier than any monster.

The moonlight in the sky was scattered on the ground, and a dull sound suddenly sounded in the direction of the mountains and forests, as if some animal was using its body to break the trees and heading towards them.

Zhou Bai's eyes narrowed. This yin energy was much stronger than he thought. The upcoming ghost was obviously not as long as the zombie in Panshan Temple. Why was its momentum so terrifying?

Hou Bocheng seemed to feel the pressure from the enemy, and he said in a deep voice: "What I awaken is the humanistic supernatural power, called the Iron Mountain in the Weizhong, which can hold 500 kilograms of iron and stone in the body and control it at will."

The iron spear in his hand changed, and in an instant it turned into a heavy sword, and then changed back.

"I will fight the attack of ghosts. When you can't hide, just go behind me."

Yu Jun raised his head slightly and added: "Don't underestimate Hou Bocheng. In a sense, his strength is not inferior to his true body."

Zhou Bai looked at Hou Bocheng with some surprise. It was different from the strange magical powers of demons and ghosts. There was no such thing as a true body in human powers, and there was even no practice of practicing.

In his opinion, humanitarian supernatural powers are like common skills in the game, which can be combined with any type of supernatural power without conflict.

"Don't worry, leave it to me. I said that my magical powers are more restraining to zombies."

Hou Bocheng's voice in the iron armor was extremely confident. In the Ming Diansi, everyone generally felt that the potential of humanitarian supernatural powers was weak, but he did not think so. He followed his efforts step by step.

"You and I have both surnamed Hou, maybe they will be a family, so I can protect me a little later." Daoren Hou leaned in his direction.

"good."

Hou Bocheng has a simple and honest personality and said the same thing. He took a step forward and vaguely protected Dao Ren Hou with his body.

At this time, the movement in the mountains and forests became increasingly louder and more. From a distance, you can see the trees falling into a line, and birds and beasts fleeing in scattered.

Such a huge noise naturally caused the people in the refugee camp to wake up. They walked out of the temporary shed and saw several people standing under the moonlight.

Among them, there were even some brave people walking towards Zhou Bai and the others.

"roar!!!"

Yu Jun frowned, and a roar was roaring towards the sky, and the crowd not far away took a step back.

Then she turned her head and under the dim moonlight, her blood-red eyes were very obvious.

"Mingdiansi is here, get out of here!!!"

The refugees all came from Xuzhou. After knowing their identities, they breathed a sigh of relief and immediately retreated. There was no chaos in the scene.
Chapter completed!