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Sunday afternoon.

Arrow Hall.

One by one, the arrows are nailed to the target, vying to reach the bull's-eye.

And Qiao Ji only felt that the 40-pound bow recommended by the owner of the arrow hall in his hand was too soft, and he had super strength to use an ordinary bow, he had to be careful, because there was an illusion that he would accidentally break the bow at any time.

Of course, this was not entirely an illusion, he had to be lighter.

But he didn't change it, after all, as long as the spider silk launcher was not taken off, the bow in this arrow hall should not be enough for him to make, he just asked, the maximum weight bow here is 100.

There is a 300-pound strong bow used by my brother, but it was brought by someone himself, and the tools are complete, so it should be custom-made.

Qiao Ji wanted a suitable bow himself, and he had to find a place to customize it, but he could make an ability material.

Or, you can simply manifest a bow-like prop.

He felt that he was not interesting to play, so he specially instructed Lin Mengfu and Xu Zhuo in the next time, after all, they had never played before, and they were novices.

Yu Luoluo doesn't care, he prefers to chat with people, and at this time he is already familiar with other people who come to shoot arrows, and he is looking for information.

In the morning, Qiao Yao also asked Qiao Ji if he wanted to go with him to see the construction site, so that his doubts could be answered.

But Qiao Ji and Xu Zhuoyu Luoluo made an appointment to go out to play, so forget it.

But when I sent a message to them, they said that they would come out in the afternoon on the weekend, and I don't know if they didn't want to get up in bed.

So Qiao Ji could only read at home in the morning, waited for Zhang to come in to receive the materials at noon, and then went out to play with them in the afternoon.

"Bye-bye, let's go first."

After playing all afternoon, when it was time for dinner, Xu Zhuo and Yu Luoluo both said that they wanted to go home for dinner.

"Qiao Ji, let's go to the shooting range next time." Xu Zhuo was worried about this matter, because in the afternoon, Qiao Ji told him that he could go to the shooting range to play shooting, which should be quite interesting.

"Okay, I'll go back next week."

They entered the subway station, and Qiao Ji took Lin Mengfu home.

Qiao Yao and Lin Xingying have already left work, after all, they don't have a tense task schedule now, just look at the construction progress.

"Where have you been today?" Qiao Yao was looking at the computer, opening the chat box, discussing something with someone.

"Arrow Pavilion."

After going out to play for a long time, Lin Mengfu was still very happy, at least this time it was a normal activity, not to carry people to the sky to blow the cold wind.

"Wash your hands and eat." Lin Xingying said.

After dinner, read a book.

Before going to bed, Qiao Ji routinely looked at a few places he paid attention to.

Wu Xinfeng and Jin Laobiao are still squatting in the countryside.

Filial piety in Jinling City...... Hey, the grass is open?

The gate of the imperial mausoleum was open, and there were white-skinned deceased people, dressed in fine clothes, who went in and out of the country, and talked very closely with the people of the Chinese government.

I haven't watched it all day, what have you all done?

Qiao Ji was a little confused, after all, although he had clairvoyance and ears, he would not always pay attention to others.

What's more, given the experience of being discovered by the Ghost King of the West Mountain Ruins last time, he wouldn't set his eyes too close to the ground-level powerhouse, what if the other party happened to have strong mental power and was very keen on gaze and other observations?

It's just that I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, the country seems to have negotiated with the Ming Emperor, just like a sentence commonly used in the news, and the two sides had a cordial and friendly exchange.

The deceased who walked out of the imperial tomb actually followed them to other parts of Jinling City, and it seemed that their activities were not restricted.

Is this converted into an ally?

Qiao Ji secretly listened to their exchange.

"Hou Chen Guozhu, has accepted the canonization of the underworld, we have confirmed this news with the people of the Tang Emperor, if you want to knock on the mountain and shock the tiger, they are undoubtedly a good choice."

"But our plan is not only aimed at one country, but only one country, how can it be regarded as an example of killing chickens and monkeys?"

"Do you have enough men to go to war at the same time? They can retreat to the underworld now, and they must plan well if they are to succeed. ”

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What do you mean?

Have they all joined forces to destroy some imperial tombs?

And listening to what they mean, it seems that some imperial tombs have taken refuge in the underworld, what is this, is it a traitor?

"Tie Pilot, I have noticed some special circumstances, and I think it is necessary to inform you immediately."

BT's voice suddenly sounded, startling Qiao Ji, who was eavesdropping seriously.

Qiao Ji patted his chest and withdrew the power of Shunfeng Ear, "What special situation?" ”

"Since thirteen minutes ago, a large number of abnormal pictures and videos have begun to appear on social networking platforms, with the keywords 'black fog' and 'undead', and the IP addresses of the people who posted these messages are located in the same place."

BT used virtual projection to show Qiao Ji the photos and videos just posted on some social accounts.

In the black mist, miserable green eyes emerged, followed by white bones and moving corpses, their flesh rotting but capable of moving.

If it's not a Halloween makeup spree, something is wrong.

It's true that it's not Halloween.

"BT, where is the positioning?"

"Here."

BT projected a map of the world and locked the location in the Skukill River in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

"Tie Pilot, judging from the current clues, the black fog and the undead all appeared from the river, and it may be that there is an abnormality in the river."

"Foreign."

Qiao Ji didn't feel in a hurry, let's take a look at the situation first.

He locked his position and then looked over with his clairvoyance.

When you look at it with your eyes, the picture is naturally more intuitive.

The river flowed quietly, but a certain section seemed to be boiling, gurgling and bubbling, gushing out black mist, diffuse, and now it had spread to both banks and entered the city.

Qiao Ji couldn't tell what kind of skeleton it was, and the rotting corpse moved in the black mist.

It's just that the visibility caused by the black fog is very low, less than five meters, and Qiao Ji's clairvoyance can't see through it, and he can only see the undead at the edge of the black fog moving.

And those undead don't seem to be able to get out of the black fog, and they must wait for the black fog to spread before they can move forward.

But the black fog moved faster and slower.

When fast, a single expansion can cover hundreds of meters in two seconds.

When it is slow, it is not much faster than the grandmother crossing the street, and the undead inside can only wait slowly.

The black fog that has just spread out will become thinner and gray, and the visibility will be greatly improved, but the field of vision will be a little gray.

Some of the blocks were enveloped in a gray fog that came so suddenly that it encompassed several streets and painted a faint gray color to everyone inside.

(End of chapter)