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Sunday afternoon.

Archery Hall.

The arrows were nailed to the target one by one, competing to hit the bullseye.

Qiao Ji only felt that the 40-pound bow recommended by the owner of the archery studio was too soft. If he had super strength and used an ordinary bow, he had to be careful because he might accidentally break the bow at any time.

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

But he didn't replace it. After all, as long as the spider silk launcher is not taken off, the bow in this archery studio should not be enough for him to make. He just asked, the maximum poundage bow here is 100.

There is a 300-pound strong bow used by an old man, but it was brought by him himself. It has complete tools and must be custom-made.

If Qiao Ji wanted a suitable bow, he would have to find a place to make it custom-made, but he could make one with supernatural materials.

Or, directly manifest a bow-like prop.

He felt that it was not interesting to play on his own, so he devoted the next time to giving instructions to Lin Mengfu and Xu Zhuo. After all, they had never played before and were novices.

Yu Luoluo gave it up. He preferred chatting with people. At this time, he had become familiar with other archery visitors and was gathering information.

In the morning, Qiao Yao 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, Xu Zhuoyu Luoluo and the others made an appointment to go out to play, so forget it.

But when I sent them a message, they said that they would go out for activities in the afternoon on weekends, and I don’t know if they just stayed in bed and didn’t want to get up.

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

"Bye, let's go first."

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

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

"Okay, let's go next week."

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

Qiao Yao and Lin Xingying have already gotten off work. After all, they don't have any intense task progress now. They just want to check the progress of the construction.

"Where did you go today?" Qiao Yao was looking at the computer, with the chat box open, discussing something with someone.

"Archery."

After going out to play for a long time, Lin Mengfu was still very happy. At least this time it was a normal activity instead of carrying people to the sky to blow the cold wind.

"Hurry and wash your hands. We'll eat soon." Lin Xingying said.

After dinner, read a book.

Before going to bed, Qiao Ji usually looks at several places that he cares about.

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

The Xiaoling Mausoleum in Jinling City... Hey, the grass is open?

The door of the imperial mausoleum was open, and there were deceased people with fair skin, wearing Chinese clothes, coming in and out, and talking closely with people from the Chinese government.

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

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

What's more, in view of the last experience of being discovered by the Ghost King of the Xishan Ruins, he will not set his sights too close to the earth-level superpower. What if the other party happens to have strong mental power and is very keen on observations such as gaze?

I just didn't expect that in such a short period of time, the country seemed to have reached an agreement with Emperor Ming. Just like a sentence commonly used in the news, the two sides had a cordial and friendly exchange.

The dead people who walked out of the imperial mausoleum actually followed them to other places in Jinling City, and their activities seemed not to be restricted.

Is this converted into friendly forces?

Qiao Ji secretly listened to their exchange.

"The Lord of the Later Chen Dynasty has accepted the canonization of the underworld. We have confirmed this news with the Tang Emperor's people. If we want to attack the mountain and shake the tiger, they are undoubtedly a good choice."

"But our plan is not just for one country. If we only destroy one country, how can we kill the chicken to scare the monkeys?"

"Do you have enough manpower to start a war at the same time? They can retreat to the underworld now. If they want to win, they must have a thorough plan."

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What's the meaning?

Have they all united to destroy some imperial tombs?

And from what they said, it seemed that some of the imperial tombs had taken refuge in the underworld. What does this mean, rape?

"Pilot, I discovered 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 took back Shunfeng Er's strength, "What's the special situation?"

"Starting from thirteen minutes ago, a large number of abnormal pictures and videos began to appear on social network platforms. The keywords are 'black mist' and 'undead'. The IP addresses of the people who posted these messages are all located in the same location."

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

In the black mist, pale green eyes appeared, and then there were white bones, mixed with moving corpses. Their flesh was rotten, but they were able to move.

If it's not a Halloween costume bash, something is seriously wrong.

Today is indeed not Halloween.

"BT, where is the positioning?"

"it's here."

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

"Pilot, judging from the current clues, the black mist and the undead appeared from the river. There may be an abnormality in the river."

"Foreign."

Qiao Ji felt that he was not in a hurry and wanted to take a look at the situation first.

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

Seeing it with your eyes, the picture is naturally more intuitive.

The river flowed quietly, but at a certain section it seemed to be boiling, bubbling and gurgling, with black mist pouring out and filling the air. Now it has spread towards both banks and entered the city.

Qiao Ji couldn't tell what kind of bones they were, and the rotting corpses were moving in the black mist.

It's just that the black fog caused very low visibility, less than five meters, and Qiao Ji's clairvoyance couldn't see through. He could only see the undead moving around the edge of the black fog.

The undead seemed unable to escape from the black mist. They had to wait for the black mist to spread before they could move forward.

But the speed of the black mist is sometimes faster and sometimes slower.

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

When it's slow, it's not much faster than an old lady crossing the road, and the undead inside can only wait slowly.

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

Some blocks were enveloped in gray fog with unstable speed, which came very suddenly and directly encompassed several streets, rendering everyone inside them a layer of light gray.