"No, no, no, I'm still useful! I'm still useful!"
Seeing that the moss was about to spread into his mouth, he screamed in panic: "I can lure the five people outside down!"
Everyone looked at him expressionlessly: "...We can too."
Ma Tiefeng was stunned for a moment, then continued, "I can lead them away! Get you out!"
Shen Wuyou looked at him quietly and said quietly, "You could just kill him directly, why are you trying to lead him away? Are you trying to escape?"
"No, no, no! What I mean is, yes, yes... Their cultivation is far beyond the ninth level of the Profound Realm, and they are very difficult to deal with! Yes, I am helping you!" He said this anxiously. He really racked his brains to stay alive. It was difficult for him.
Hearing this, Shen Wuyou nodded slowly and looked at Bai Yumo and the others: "Ninth level of the Xuan Rank, are you sure?"
Bai Yumo smiled at her: "No big deal."
She gave an OK gesture, and Shen Wuyou immediately turned around and dragged Ma Tiefeng to the top of the stairs. She stretched out her hand and gently patted him under his horrified gaze.
"Go ahead and scream louder."
Feeling the moss on his body dissipating quickly, Ma Tiefeng ran up without saying a word. Fortunately, Shen Wuyou had dispersed the moss in advance, otherwise he would have fallen several more times.
The long and narrow corridor was dark and gloomy, and he began to scream miserably as he ran.
It’s not because he is dedicated to his job, but because he really doesn’t want to die. He also knows in his heart that the group of people below will never let them go, so for now, he should put all his hopes on those few people outside!
Shen Wuyou saw him disappear from the distance and turned to ask Bai Yumo, "Did that thing react?"
Bai Yumo was holding a pitch-black evil-gathering cauldron with special carvings in her hand. It was about the size of her palm, and a ball of black air was swirling inside.
This was found under the Buddha seat in the ancestral hall of the family that raised ghosts. However, it is more like a ghost than a Buddha seat. The ferocious sculpture is filled with evil spirit, which just becomes the nourishment of this cauldron, continuously providing it with [greed].
Bai Yumo carefully felt the Evil Gathering Cauldron and it seemed that there had not been much change.
She shook her head and said, "A very faint trace of Fear was absorbed as soon as it entered. It seems this thing has fixed properties. The one I took should be specifically used to collect Greed."
Shen Wuyou raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "Why haven't I heard of this before? When did 'fear' become a kind of 'evil'?"
"If it's just pure fear, it's not evil," Bai Yumo explained. "Just like greed, if you simply keep it in your heart and don't do evil because of it, then it's just a temperament, an emotion."
"So...you're saying that person is doing evil and harming us?"
Shen Wuyou understood, glanced in the direction of the stairs, and sighed...
"Look, I gave him a chance to live, but he insisted on seeking death. Sigh..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly heard cautious and subtle footsteps coming from the corridor. It was a bit messy, and there should be five or six people.
"It seems that they are all here."
Yan Qingli walked over and gently patted Keshou on the back. She was biting her lower lip with a watery look on her face, and her body was trembling a little, not knowing whether it was out of fear or anger.
Shen Wuyou lowered his eyes to glance at the moss on the ground, and then the patches of dark green seemed to have grown legs and quickly spread to the stairs, then climbed up...
But this time, no one fell down.
I heard a few steady footsteps landing and rising, and six people walked out from there one after another. They were dressed in ordinary clothes, but had shiny scimitars on their waists. They walked over with their heads held high, glanced at the five people in front of them, and said in a contemptuous tone:
"Who do you think you are? A bunch of self-righteous white-collar workers. You want to stand out? You should see if you have what it takes!"
Shen Wuyu looked at him in surprise. He was only at the second level of the Earth Rank. No wonder he was so confident.
In other words, that guy named Ma Tiefeng...was really lying to her?
She smiled as she looked quietly at Ma Tiefeng who was hiding behind a group of people.
The latter suddenly felt a chill on his back, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly leaned over to the speaker's ear and whispered, "Brother, it's her!"
The man called Big Brother glanced at her upon hearing this. He was immediately shocked by her appearance and took a breath of cold air. He thought to himself:
With such beauty, could she be a plant demon?!
This man was called Weng Haihu. Due to an accident, he met a noble man and changed his identity from a mountain bandit to a Taoist priest with white eyebrows. He traveled around to find hidden succubi and collect [lust], one of the eight evils.
Now, for convenience, he found a few younger brothers and gave them some small favors to help him with the hard work. Why not?
It's just that Ma Tiefeng is timid and afraid of death, but he also likes to show off his strength, which has caused him a lot of trouble.
Here it comes again.
He even said someone who could control moss was forcing him to do something like that. Bullshit! He had only seen plant cultivators with this ability in all his years of wandering the world.
Those monks had long been recruited by some unknown family and worshipped as ancestors. How could they appear in this desolate place?
But...what if?
Weng Haihu also had a little trick in mind: if he really did meet a cultivator like this and presented him to the Lord, would his own life of wealth and luxury be far behind?!
By then, who would still want to suffer this kind of suffering here!
So he came down, wanting to see whether this man who could control moss was really as powerful as Ma Tiefeng said.
But who would have thought that upon seeing her again, she would still be so stunningly beautiful?!
This face is much more beautiful than the one he saw in the building, it's like heaven and earth apart!
If she really is a plant demon...
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy, and even his eyes became greedy:
"This girl must be the immortal I mentioned, right? If she truly has the potential to be an immortal, she must be the center of attention. How can she stay here?"
He stared straight at Shen Wuyou, and he thought his tone was very humble, but he was a former bandit after all, and this delicate and artificial look seemed to others to have some bad intentions:
"As long as the young lady is willing, I, Weng Haihu, will serve her whole life. I will offer you gold, silver, jewelry, fine clothes and delicious food. As long as the young lady likes it, I will offer it to her with both hands!"
Women, even the demons, are no exception. If you coax them a little, they will be willing to give their whole heart and soul to you and stay with you till death. He has seen this many times!
Shen Wuyou saw through his intentions and twitched the corners of his mouth expressionlessly. At this moment, he wanted to roll his eyes at him, but he held back. He looked at Ma Tiefeng behind him with a puzzled look and called out softly:
"Why aren't you coming over yet? I told you to just lure them down. You don't have to follow them around all the time. If they find out what you did, you'll be dead!"
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