Chapter 447: You Don't Have a Home?!

"Senior brother, it's here!"

Wang Qizheng stared intently in one direction and suddenly called out.

People looked over and, out of the dim darkness, a shadow stepped forward and stopped in front of a house, knocking on the door.

"Knock knock..."

The sound was so jarring in the silent night.

County Magistrate Li opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He wished he could replace the common people to admonish the Ghost Kind and set an example by doing so.

During this period, he had been keeping watch at night with the Immortals and although he wouldn't dare say much else, at least he was no longer afraid of ghosts.

With his status from his scholarly honor, he could rebuke anything ghostly; he wouldn't dare say much else, but he could now patrol the night alone.

However, this was futile, as during these nights, whether it was him or the Cultivators from the Sects, they took turns guarding, using the booklet published by the Immortals to deal with the Ghost Kind.