The gray-robed Taoist, after receiving the box from Steward Li, finally revealed his true face.
At this point, he no longer cared about the reincarnation of Steward Li's wife and son.
Furthermore, he spoke with ulterior motives.
He intended to harm Steward Li as well.
Steward Li clearly didn't understand, but a premonition of disaster had already gripped his heart.
However, before coming, his master and Daoist Tang had discussed a plan of action with him.
Although he was scared now, he still spoke:
"Dao... Daoist, what do you mean by that?"
The gray-robed Taoist held the box and sneered:
"Isn't it obvious?
People who have no value are useless.
My water slaves are hungry.
Your family is just right to be bait for them."
After speaking, the gray-robed Taoist looked at the more than ten water ghosts by the pond.
Those more than ten water ghosts became very excited at this moment.
With bared teeth, they no longer felt fear or trembled.
They all let out low growls of "wuwuwu," making indistinct "chichichi" sounds from their mouths.
"You, you've been lying to me all along..."
As he spoke, Steward Li began to step backward.
His voice also became much louder.
It was clear that this was to attract the attention of those of us hidden nearby.
"So what if I lied?
If I hadn't lied, could your family of three have obediently spent ten years?
Helping me steal luck and forge fate beads?"
The gray-robed demonic Taoist, looking as if he had succeeded, paid no attention to Steward Li's retreat.
This was because, in the gray-robed demonic Taoist's eyes, Steward Li was just an ordinary person who had come to Mount Wuya.
Controlling him to death was as easy as picking something from his pocket, without any difficulty.
The water ghosts around him were also eager to try.
As long as the gray-robed Taoist gave the order, they could immediately pounce and kill Steward Li.
Steward Li glared fiercely at the gray-robed Taoist, gritting his teeth and saying:
"You, you wicked Taoist, you will face retribution."
After speaking, Steward Li turned and fled in the direction he had come.
The gray-robed Taoist paid no attention, merely let out a low command:
"Go!"
In an instant, the more than ten water ghosts surrounding him.
Began to charge madly in the direction Steward Li was fleeing, wanting to bite him to death.
He himself felt a little excited.
Forming a sword finger, he was about to open the box:
"Excellent, I'll get another luck bead."
As he muttered to himself, the box opened.
But the moment it opened, the gray-robed demonic Taoist was stunned.
Inside the box, there was no luck bead?
Moreover, besides the luck bead, the mother and son ghosts chained inside the box had also disappeared.
"Why is it empty?"
The gray-robed Taoist was greatly shocked and quickly reached to open the hidden compartment within the box.
However, the moment he opened the hidden compartment.
He found that the small cloth bag containing the remains of the mother and son ghosts had been taken.
There was only a yellow talisman.
His expression changed drastically, revealing surprise:
"A talisman!"
As soon as he spoke, before he could react.
The talisman flashed with white light and exploded with a "boom."
The gray-robed Taoist then let out a scream, and his entire body was repelled several meters by the power of the talisman.
At this moment, the gray-robed Taoist finally reacted.
He suddenly turned his head, looked at the fleeing Steward Li, and said fiercely:
"Old man, you dare to plot against this seat!
This seat will surely capture your soul, making you unable to live and unable to die."
As he spoke, two water ghosts had already caught up with Steward Li.
Steward Li was running too fast and didn't pay attention, falling to the ground.
The two water ghosts let out two cries of "ao ao" and pounced towards Steward Li.
Steward Li broke out in a cold sweat, his face filled with terror.
However, at this critical moment.
Mo Ting and I suddenly attacked.
Holding a seven-star peach wood sword made from twenty-year-old peach wood, I coldly snorted:
"Fiend, die!"
Before my words had even fallen, I thrust the sword forward.
Mo Ting, holding two peach wood axes, leaped into the air and chopped at the other water ghost:
"Exorcist Masters are here, do not be presumptuous."
Our sudden appearance caught the two water ghosts off guard.
They both looked astonished and raised their claws to block.
But these two ghosts were clearly not very powerful.
They were only at the early stage of White Robe, equivalent to the early stage of the Spiritual Spring realm.
Whereas Mo Ting and I were already at the middle stage of Spiritual Spring cultivation.
Coupled with a surprise attack.
My sword, his axe.
They directly pierced and chopped into the two water ghosts.
Accompanied by two screams, one water ghost was directly pierced through the chest.
Mo Ting's axe chopped into the shoulder of the other water ghost.
The two water ghosts were in great pain and still tried to resist.
But with a flick of the peach wood sword in my hand, I sharply flicked upwards.
That water ghost let out a scream of "ah," and its entire body exploded with a "bang," its soul scattered.
On Mo Ting's side, the peach wood axe in his other hand chopped into that water ghost's head with another strike.
The water ghost exploded without even a scream, turning into black smoke and disappearing.
The other dozen or so water ghosts that were chasing saw this and froze in place, looking at Mo Ting and me with some fear.
"Steward Li, you're safe now!"
I reached out and helped Steward Li up.
Mo Ting shielded me, holding his double axes, vigilant against these specters.
Steward Li, with lingering fear and panting heavily:
"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Qin."
On the other hand, the gray-robed Taoist, seeing Mo Ting and me, his face became extremely gloomy:
"No wonder my luck bead is gone, so I ran into two experts.
But with your meager cultivation, you dare to be presumptuous before this seat..."