Noble Husband At the Door

Chapter 2949

"Bang."

In the whole inn, there was no longer the laughter at noon. The ground was full of broken wine bottles and porcelain bowls. No one was as happy as when they were drinking at noon. There was only endless fear left on their faces.

Outside the restaurant, there were constant violent knocks on the door. The force was so strong that the dust on the roof of the restaurant kept falling.

Since nightfall, these zombies suddenly became extremely violent and crazy as if they had gone crazy. They desperately knocked on the door, as if they wanted to break in.

The people hiding in the restaurant could clearly hear the roars of zombies outside.

"Samuel has been gone for almost a day. Why hasn't he come back yet?" Fu Mang was so scared that his face was full of panic. For these crazy zombies, once they broke through the gate of the restaurant, he would be eaten up in just a moment.

"What are you waiting for? Come here quickly."

Peng!

With another violent knock, the door was even directly knocked open, and the tables, chairs, and stools blocked behind the door, as well as the people pushing the door, were all pushed back a few centimeters.

This time, everyone was stunned.

Fu Mang nodded in a panic and rushed up.

The other people dared not to be idle anymore. They all rushed over to block the door.

Everyone knew what it meant when the door was broken.

On the street outside the door, most of the zombies in the city had come here together. Almost all the places around the restaurant where people could stand were crowded with zombies. Looking around, they were densely packed with horrible and disgusting zombies.

Different from here, Samuel's side was much more peaceful.

Buddha's voice rose and fell, which was peaceful and quiet.

The middle-aged monk brought the vegetarian meal. It was not very luxurious, but it was exquisite.

Moreover, he specially prepared a piece of meat in Samuel's bowl.

"Master is afraid that you can't eat well, so he specially asked me to prepare some meat. However, we are all Buddhist disciples, and we may not know how to cook meat. If you don't think it tastes good, then..." The middle-aged monk looked embarrassed.

Samuel smiled to express his gratitude.

"By the way, this is the Buddha's incense." As he spoke, the middle-aged monk took out a stick of incense from his arms and continued, "It has been worshiped in front of the Golden Buddha of our temple and baptized by the Buddha's Light. With it, you will not be troubled by the Night Demon at night."

After that, he gently lit the incense, and the fragrance of sandalwood immediately came to Samuel's nose. Fortunately, the smell was relatively light, and it smelled good.

"Rest assured. I'll take my leave." After greeting Samuel, the middle-aged monk left.

Samuel did not eat rice. Instead, he threw all the rice into the Storage Ring and gave it to Tao Tie. Although these things were too little for Tao Tie, they were better than nothing.

Lying on the bed, Samuel did not fall asleep. He had been waiting for something with his eyes open.

Obviously, he was waiting for the answer of the demonic dragon.

Although the old monk's words were impeccable, for Samuel, they were absolutely not completely trustworthy. Or maybe Samuel was willing to give the devil dragon a chance to explain. After all, they had fought side by side.

However, the demonic dragon seemed to have disappeared without any response.

Perhaps it felt guilty and could not face Samuel.

With a bitter sigh, Samuel fixed his eyes on the burning incense stick. Could this small incense stick really resist the Night Demon's dream attack? Samuel did not believe it, but when he heard the snoring of the tent next door, he finally closed his eyes.

It was the morning of the next day. To Samuel's surprise, he did not have any dreams that night, let alone the so-called Dream Devil. He slept very soundly and sweetly!NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

As soon as he stepped out of the tent, the fresh and cool air in the mountain blew on his face, making him feel relaxed and relaxed.

The dark clouds from yesterday were all gone at this time, but the white clouds were still visible and the breeze was blowing slowly.

"Donor Hannigan, did you have a good rest yesterday?" The little monk Tian'er also came over at this time. When he saw Samuel, he bowed slightly. Samuel smiled and said, "Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome, Donor Hannigan.

You're here for the world, so we

should do our best to take good care of you." The little monk smiled and said, "By the way, Donor Hannigan, it's getting late. Master has already set up the Devil-refining Formation and asked me to invite you there."

"Alright."

Samuel nodded slightly and followed the little monk to the top of the cliff yesterday.

On the top of the cliff, Samuel had

not seen it for only one night, but now it was completely different. On both sides of the trees hung all kinds of runic scriptures, as well as wax paper coins, and several Buddka statues. Yesterday, the monks were no longer wearing black clothes. They were all dressed in yellow cassocks, holding wooden fish, and counting Buddha beads.

The old monk was also wearing a gold-red cassock and holding a golden Buddhist battle. He stood on the top of the cliff, looking majestic.

When Samuelcame to the top of the

cliff and looked around, he saw that the monks around him were also like the monks on the top of the cliff. They were all dressed in yello clothes, and they knocked the wooden fish lightly. Their voices were lingering.

The scene was extremely spectacular!

"Donor Hannigan, we can start our Demon Refinement now." The old monk looked at Samuel with a sinister smile.