Liu Hei Wu pondered a way out.
He knew that clearly.
A Vicious Ghost capable of affecting such a vast area was absolutely beyond his ability to deal with.
Because of the Horse Gang, everyone had begun fleeing in panic. Their fear and the commotion had stirred up the Vicious Ghost, causing it to start killing ahead of schedule.
At present.
It was not only the ordinary refugees.
Even Martial Artists had fallen into danger.
This plague... According to what he had heard, the commander of Yangshan County's militia had died after contracting it.
And that commander had been somewhat stronger than him.
In other words.
He would die as well if he contracted the plague, with absolutely no chance of survival.
"Brother!"
Just then.
Yang Wenbin, whom he had met once before, ran up beside him.
"Brother Yang."
Liu Hei Wu nodded.
"Brother Liu, we're in trouble. This Vicious Ghost came out of Yangshan County's city. If it catches up to us, we'll all contract the plague," Yang Wenbin said anxiously.
"Oh?"
"We're still some distance from it."
"If we run far enough, we should be able to shake it off, right?"
Liu Hei Wu said calmly.
The Shadow Figure still trailed behind the refugees, but it was growing clearer and clearer. The refugees closest to it had already noticed its presence. The atmosphere of fear and panic was far more intense than before.
Everyone wished their parents had given them four legs.
Yang Wenbin had sought him out on his own.
He probably had something in mind.
"Difficult." Yang Wenbin lowered his voice. "This is a Plague Ghost. Once it sets its sights on you, it's very hard to shake off. Look at the shadows around us..."
He pointed at the increasingly dark surroundings.
"Everyone enveloped by this