The man was startled by me, "Hall Master Li, are you...are you mistaken? I'm fine!"

I said in a deep voice, "Walk forward!"

The man was about to argue when Zhu Xiaoyu shouted sharply, "Walk!"

At the same time, all the disciples pointed their crossbows at the man.

As the man moved towards me step by step, someone shouted, "Look at his feet! There's water under his feet!"

The man panicked, "Hall Master Li, I'm not possessed, believe me."

"Shut up!" I shouted sternly, "No one make a rash move. Let him walk towards me."

The man walked towards me tremblingly, leaving a wet footprint on the ground with each step.

Water footprints are also one of the signs of a water ghost.

Both hanged ghosts and water ghosts have red eyes. If you want to tell what kind of ghost he is from his eyes...

The hanged ghost has blood at the corners of his eyes, and the water ghost's eyes will shed water.

After the man took a few steps, he began to shed tears, with water constantly flowing from his eyes.

The man wiped his eyes hard and said, "Commander, Hall Master Li, I'm really not possessed! Believe me! Look, all my magical artifacts are on me."

When the man was about three steps away from me, I shouted sternly, "Stop! Take off your clothes."

The man obediently took off his shirt and threw it on the ground. As soon as his clothes landed, someone exclaimed, "There's someone on his back!"

When the man subconsciously reached back to touch his back, a cloud of blood mist suddenly burst open behind him.

"Fire!" Amid Zhu Xiaoyu's sharp shout, arrows rained down from the left and right sides of the ship, piercing through the man's body.

I don't know if the archers were considerate of their comrade and deliberately avoided his vitals, or because the man's resentment was too strong before he died, and he stubbornly held on to his last breath.

His body didn't fall to the ground immediately, but struggled for a step before slowly kneeling on the deck.

The corpse, which should have fallen forward, was propped up in the air by the many arrows sticking out of it. Blood flowed from his wounds, dripping to the ground with a distinct sound.

"Go over..." Zhu Xiaoyu was about to give the order.

But I rushed to the corpse in one step, grabbed the dead body's arm, and threw it out.

The bloody corpse flew across half the deck before falling into the water.

Lietian Jingang said in a deep voice, "Hall Master Li, aren't you being a bit unkind?"

I looked at him coldly, "Take a look at the deck yourself!"

Everyone had just seen the blood dripping on the ground. Now, the deck looked like it had been washed with water, and not a trace of blood could be seen.

Lietian Jingang exclaimed, "Where's the blood?"

Jin Tanzi ran over in a few steps, touched the ground a few times, and said with a pale face, "The blood...the blood has been absorbed by the deck."

As soon as Jin Tanzi finished speaking, I heard someone say, "Just now...just now when he fell, did anyone hear the sound of him falling into the water?"

Someone responded, "I didn't hear him fall into the water. I heard a 'slap' on the side of the boat. Could it be that the dead man is stuck to the side of the boat?"

Zhu Xiaoyu said sternly, "Shut up! Be vigilant along the gunwales, and be careful of water ghosts boarding the ship again."

I squatted on the ground and knocked on the deck twice, "What we should be paying attention to now isn't the ghosts in the water, but the ghosts on the ship."

Zhu Xiaoyu exclaimed, "What do you mean?"

Before I could answer Zhu Xiaoyu, I heard a sneer coming from Ren Xiaotao's direction, "Heh heh heh...this kid is the only one with any sense."

"Didn't any of you see that what boarded the ship just now wasn't a ghost at all?"

"Although that kid threw the corpse down, it was still a step too late. I helped him keep the person here."

As he spoke, the Huarong Road on the ship suddenly moved, and the coffin blocking the tomb moved outward by one space.

The ghost possessing Ren Xiaotao continued to laugh, "Water ghosts want to kill people, and I want human blood. We each get what we want. As long as there's blood, I can follow the Huarong Road. It won't be long before we meet."

I said in a deep voice, "Is one person enough for you to take one step?"

The man laughed, "What if it's not enough? I can gather enough people sooner or later. Besides, if you're all dead, can't I trick other people into coming?"

It is said that in the country, the Huarong Road has been shortened to a minimum of ninety steps. After collective research, the Japanese shortened it to eighty-two steps, and the Americans, after using computers to crack it, reached eighty-one steps.

According to this calculation, the person in the tomb needs at least eighty-one steps to get out.

How many people does she need to kill?

The man laughed, "You don't have to worry about that. Anyway, when you die, your blood will be mine. Alright, I'm tired of talking. Let's meet again later!"

"Wait!" I said in a deep voice, "You should at least leave your name!"

The man laughed, "You'll have to wait until you see me to find out my name."

As soon as the man's voice fell, Ren Xiaotao fell to the ground. The long hair on her head gradually receded, returning to his original appearance.

Zhu Xiaoyu looked at me and said, "Senior Brother, what was killing people just now, if not a water ghost?"