in a damp space.

The two hired slaves snuggled in a corner of the cabin with trembling legs and pale faces. Across from them, a bearded man was closing in.

The strong man stared at them with cold eyes, and slowly raised his arms to cover them in front of the door.

The two hired slaves stared at the purple light palm with terrifying eyes, and their bodies kept retreating, but they were already in the corner of the cabin, and there was no way to avoid it. They knelt on the ground and pleaded bitterly at the bearded man: "Immortals spare our lives, we are willing to follow you old, and there is no second heart."

Hearing this, the corners of the bearded man's mouth turned up slightly, and he sneered: "Lao Tzu never believes in anyone's swear, Lao Tzu only believes in himself."

As he spoke, he stretched out his five claws, and one by one knocked the two hired slaves to the ground.

Covered by his five claws, the two slaves had a grotesque ghost talisman on their eyebrows.

The bearded man sneered a few times, took a step forward, reached out and lifted the bodies of the two hired slaves, and walked down a staircase.

When the bearded man walked out of the door, a hairy boy crawled out of a cabin.

His dark eyes swept over the cabin, and he quickly sprang out around the hatch.

But as soon as he exited the hatch, he was stopped by a strong arm. Then a big plush face pressed against his door, staring coldly at the young man.

That cold gaze instantly made the young man's face pale and tremble.

The bearded man retracted slightly, slanted at the young man and sneered, "Just with your little Taoism, you want to escape from Lao Tzu's senses?"

Only then did the young man clearly know that he had been discovered by him when he was hiding in the corner just now.

"What do you want?" the boy glanced at in horror as he dragged two half-dead hired slaves by the bearded man.

"Don't be afraid, boy, you are not a hired slave, Lao Tzu will naturally not refine you into a ghost soldier," the bearded man smiled at the young man and winked at him.

"In that case, I will take my leave," said the young man, who had been pardoned, and hurried out of the cabin, ready to slip away.

"Wait" Who knew that before he could take a few steps, his body was locked by a momentum.

"Lao Tzu lacks a servant, stay and help me," the bearded man took a step forward and said in an indisobedient tone.

"Why me?" the young man was naturally extremely reluctant, and glanced at the figure that was shuttling outside.

"Because you're alert enough, and you need a little bit, unlike those beggars, you're ambitious," the bearded man sneered as he stared at the young man.

"You.. You" The young man's face changed greatly when he heard this, he had already hidden himself well, but he didn't expect to be seen through at a glance.

"Boy, I don't care what you want to do among them, but from now on, your identity is Lao Tzu's servant" The bearded man glanced at the young man indifferently, then turned around and walked towards the inner cabin with two bodies.

The young man's face changed several times, and he was now extremely conflicted, on the one hand, he wanted to escape, and on the other hand, he was extremely afraid, and after a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind, moved his steps, and chased in the direction of the bearded man's walk.

At this time, a slight sneer hung on the corner of the bearded man's mouth, and his eyes were extremely confident, looking around, and the deterrent power in his body that looked at the world came out spontaneously.

Step over the hatch.

A straight staircase descended, the light dimmed and the air filled with a hint of moisture.

The young man's eyes were as bright as stars, he glanced around, tiptoed after the bearded man, and walked down step by step.

When he stood in the bilge, he realized that this was actually a mysterious cargo hold. It was filled with various coffins, as well as transparent containers.

Fortunately, most of them were empty, which made the boy feel better, but occasionally catching a glimpse of a few white flesh corpses soaked in medicinal liquid still made him sick to his stomach and wanted to vomit.

The bearded man ignored this until they walked into the innermost cramped space.

The bearded man threw the two bodies off the ground, and at this time, in this narrow space, there were seven or eight people lying horizontally and vertically. At first, the boy thought they were all dead, but as the bearded man poked his fingers, they jumped up one after another.

As the boy stared at them with a look of astonishment, the bearded man turned around, stared at the boy's frightened face, and commanded, "Go, let them in."

With that, he pointed to the two bodies on the ground.

The young man glanced at a few coffins behind him, then stepped forward tremblingly, bent down and picked up a body, wanting to carry it. But the strength was insufficient, and he was oppressed.

The boy struggled to get up, staring at the bearded man with a hint of bitterness on his face.

However, the other party ignored it, turned around indifferently, and began to carve something on the upright bodies.

The boy had no choice but to bend down and continue to try to carry the body.

He tried a lot of movements, but he couldn't carry the body. In the end, he had to give up, and instead turned and walked towards the two coffins.

He first bent down to inspect it for a moment, then picked up a few iron rods from the corner of the cabin and placed them under the coffin.

He held the coffin against one end and pushed it harder, and after a click, the coffin slid down to the bilge.

When he pushed the coffin in front of his body in one breath, the bearded man turned around and glanced at him contemptuously.

There seemed to be a look of surprise in his eyes.

The boy untied his belt, tied one part of his body to the coffin, and then wrapped it around the coffin, and he dragged it up with all his might.

As he kept exerting his strength, the body was suspended by him little by little, and finally fell into the coffin full of potions with a pop.

Then he bent down and gasped like a dehydrated fish, still bubbling in his mouth.

"It's a pity, it's just that the strength is too weak" The bearded man strode to the coffin at this time, reached out and slapped the other body, and threw it into the other coffin.

"I will work hard to refine my strength" The young man pursed his lips, sweat dripping on his little face, with a touch of unwillingness and stubbornness.

"Okay, you will be Lao Tzu's ghost servant in the future" The bearded man's cold eyes swept over, and the frightened young man hurriedly retracted his mind and did not dare to look at him again.