In the refugee camp with the last number of 56 on the s220 Main Road, Li Jin lifted the door curtain and walked out of a blue and white double tent. He turned on the flashlight function of Huawei's mobile phone and looked at the road behind the camp. There were only the plains shrouded by deep fog and low woodland with ghosts near the road leading to the city. On the section closest to the refugee camp No. 56, there were two crooked iron fences on the left and right. The two rough wood roots that were tall one person were like a square steel gate to isolate the invasion of the darkness in the distance. In addition to these simple warning facilities, there was an old monk sitting on the ground and a pot of bonfire circles with black smoke. Li Jin devoutly worshiped the Master Yongjie who was shining red by the bonfire. His heart was greatly reduced about the endless darkness and unknown fear ahead.

"Dad, don't go! Rou Rou is afraid." A little girl who looked four or five years old, slipped out of the tent like a panicked gray rabbit and hugged Li Jin's calves tightly. Her white and tender hands walked around the back of her calves and gently clamped them together without wanting to let her only father leave. In the eyes of the girl, this large blue and white striped tourist tent was like a sharp ancient castle where the dragon imprisoned the princess. When she was alone in the big tent, she felt the deep fear and timid loneliness from the surroundings. The small sand dunes that protected Rou Rou's little atrium were always pushed down, reshaped, pushed down, and reshaped again.

"It's okay, Rourou. Dad promised you that Dad won't leave Rourou." Li Jin bent down and picked up his daughter, gave him a thumbs up and gently scraped off the crystal beans on his face, and then pointed to the direction of two iron fences on the road and said to the girl: "Look there, there is a row of bonfire rings set by Master Yongjie. If Rourou is afraid of staying in the tent, come out and look at the red bonfire, you will know that it is Dad patrolling the child Rourou and her cute friends. Only by picking up the big wooden stick and walking around the forest at night can our little Rourou protect our little Rourou from eating the big bad wolf in the forest."

The little girl tied a pair of cute ponytails. Although her face was shy and a little reluctant, she still solemnly stretched out the little finger of her left hand and said to Li Jin in a slight voice: "Then... then, okay. Rourou asked her father to agree to Rourou that she must go home before 10 o'clock in the evening. Let's hook it together."

"Okay, Rourou is so well-behaved." Li Jin suddenly heard the words "You must go home before 10 o'clock in the evening" from his daughter. He held back his tears and didn't want it to fall. In the past, every night, Rourou's mother would say this to him in person when he was going out for a social event, but now things have changed, so only the father and daughter depend on each other for life.

Li Jin's eyes were red at this time, and he hugged Rou Rou's petite body with trembling hands, but he became a little at a loss. He took a few deep breaths and rubbed his eyes, suppressed his smile and touched Rou Rou's well-behaved little head, and said with a whimper: "Be good, go back to the tent. Wait for a moment, dad brings you something delicious."

"Okay dad, Rourou will definitely be good." The little girl slid from Li Jin's arms to the ground, and her tight little face finally stretched out after hearing her father's promise. Her small body scrambled into the blue and white tent, and suddenly she poked a small head out of the curtain like a lively and agile grassland rabbit, and said to Li Jin with her cute big eyes: "Dad, can you bring Rourou a bottle of Coke? Rourou thirsty."

"No problem! Sister Hu from the Material Management Office likes Rourou so much, she will definitely leave the leftover coke for Rourou." Li Jin also smiled and looked at Rourou's agile little movements. She returned to her original vitality like a noisy little monkey. The huge sadness of losing her wife was once again pressed into her heart by Li Jin.

"Thank you dad."

...

In the office building of the No. 1 Chemical Factory, the leading faceless evil ghost came to the office on the second floor with a coma in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, it still stretched out a ghost finger in the middle and knocked on the door.

With a "chuckling", the door of the office opened itself. The evil ghost leader carried the unconscious faceless ghost in his hand and lowered his head and walked into the church-style office carefully. He did not dare to look around, and respectfully lowered his head and walked over the neat wooden lounge chairs on both sides to the silver-white sofa chair under the Hungarian army. He lowered his body to the dark green figure on the arc-shaped sofa chair, and shouted: "Subor Mao Yi, please see the Lord. I am willing to be the Lord to achieve great success in my magical skills and wait for the position of the envoy of the Plague Division!"

Mao Yu had just woken up from his sleep, and a trace of confusion flashed across the dark green vertical eye between his eyebrows. He looked down at the evil leader and asked in dissatisfaction: "Mao Yi, I have not told me not to disturb me before nine o'clock. If you don't have extremely important things to explain to me, you know the consequences of disturbing me."

Mao Yu's face, except for the vertical eyes on the middle of his eyebrows, completely turned into sharply angular stones, but the divine aura contained in his body became stronger and stronger. A powerful aura comparable to the ghost king pressed on the back of the evil ghost leader without warning, like a rumbled granary, bent the strong ghost body of the evil ghost leader little by little. At this time, Mao Yu completely showed the outside world what a divine power is like a prison, a divine power is like this, and all the god-level powers are ants.

"Master, Mao... Mao was taken over by... I don't know what's the matter." The evil ghost leader reported his discovery with difficulty with the aura of the superior, and then thrust his knees on his knees. Mao Yu's aura alone could make him surrender, whose strength reached the peak of the ghost realm. If he fought, it would be so devastating. The evil ghost leader's mind was full of fanaticism and joy.

"What?" Mao Yu's gray-white left arm shook like countless tiny stones falling from the cliff. He saw his left hand holding it into a claw, and a powerful suction burst out from his palm and directly sucked Mao Wuliu, who was lying beside the evil leader, sucked it in.

"Roll" a few efforts, Mao Wuliu fell into Mao Yu's hand. Mao Yu's vertical eyes suddenly opened and shot a dark green divine light. The divine light penetrated into Mao Wuliu's whole body like an electronic scanner, trying to invade the ghost core in its brain to judge the possibility of taking over the body.

"Bang——" Mao Wuliu's coma body in Mao Yu's hand suddenly burst out, and the shattered corpses carried pink blood and dark green corpses and flew out in all directions. A pink shadow was exposed at the remaining ghost fingers, just like a soft tentacle monster, quietly invading Mao Yu's body with the help of flying flesh and blood.

The pink ghost aura hides the power of romance. It turns into a pink poisonous snake with ring-shaped stripes in Mao Yu's heart, just like aphrodisiacs that can arouse human primitive lust. The pink poisonous snake shuttles through the blood vessels and meridians of Mao Yu's demigod body and constantly sucks and spits scarlet smoke. The smoke is densely covered with tiny lust insects firmly attached to the blood vessel mucosa, making Mao Yu's originally blue-gray face particularly red.

"The ghost servant who punishes the evil spirits of the world in the oil pan hell?" Mao Yu roared and roared, and a dark green ghost mist ejected from his body, covering his increasingly uncomfortable body. Then, a blue light came from the Don Juan glass window, leading to the ghost mist that continued to expand outward. The arc-shaped sofa seats were empty as wild.

Mao Yi knelt on the ground and looked up blankly, observing the surroundings, and found that Mao Yu disappeared and was at a loss. Suddenly, a charming female voice sounded in his ear: "Mao Yi, continue to supervise the transportation of sacrifices in the square, and your Lord will naturally appear in front of you intact after nine o'clock."

(End of this chapter)
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