Chen Shi looked back and saw the dugout canoe they had seen earlier following them at a distance, staying neither too far nor too close, with the Yin Messenger on board holding a lamp and not continuing to guide the ghosts.
Chen Shi withdrew his gaze.
Black Pot continued to compare the geographical map with the surrounding landscape, tirelessly searching for newly emerged mountains.
They gradually ventured deeper into Lingzhou.
The wooden cart passed through a county town, where the city gates and towers had already collapsed, and most of the houses in the city had been damaged. There were no living people in the city, only some ghost monsters busy at work.
Chen Shi parked the wooden cart in the distance, activated the transformation charm to transform into a small Yaksha, and entered the city, where many small Yakshas were repairing houses.
"Kwa ga ga?" Chen Shi asked.
