The old man who passed away suddenly said, "I am very optimistic about you!"

After that, the deceased old man walked back to the cabin.

Yang Bo looked at the other person's leaving figure and didn't say much. He sat down cross-legged and started practicing again.

Zhuo Bufan became a little silent. He didn't want to say another word. Looking at Yang Bo and the two of them, he kept standing beside them without speaking.

A few days later, the deceased old man came out and sighed heavily, "It's really useless, I can't even defeat a monster!"

Yang Bo was very surprised. He did not expect that the old man who had passed away could even calculate this. The young monk should have died.

In the past few days, although there are many monks on the island who will keep an eye on the boat, there are fewer and fewer monks willing to board the boat.

Yang Bo looked at the deceased old man and couldn't help but ask: "Senior, why are so few people willing to board the ship?"

"Is it because the Puran Boat has a bad reputation?"

The deceased old man glanced at Yang Bo and said, "Then why have you been unable to break through to the Destiny Realm? Is it because the Destiny Realm is not fragrant?"

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment and shook his head helplessly.

The old man of the past life explained: "Not everyone can see the ship of the past life, and not everyone wants to see the ship of the past life!"

"The boat of the dead has a good reputation, and many people are like me, an old guy. They don't want to be involved in cause and effect. That's why so few people board the boat!"

While talking, the deceased old man took out a stack of bamboo slips. He opened the bamboo slips and found a lot of words densely written on them.

Yang Bo stepped forward and wanted to read these words. Unexpectedly, the deceased old man immediately put away the bamboo slips and said, "You can't read it!"

Although Yang Bo couldn't see clearly, he could see that the writing on the bamboo slips seemed like a list.

After a while, the deceased old man looked at Yang Bo and asked, "What conditions should I give you so that you can kill the tiger demon?"

Yang Bo shook his head, "Why should I kill the tiger demon?"

The deceased old man explained: "Because the tiger demon has done many evil things, it has killed many monks. If you can kill the tiger demon, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people. If you do such a thing, you can gain merit and improve your cultivation."

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Yang Bo asked, "Why didn't you do it yourself?"

The old man who passed away did not hide anything, and said bluntly: "Because my actions will cause karma, and I don't want to be contaminated by the karma of monsters!"

Yang Bo suddenly realized that the list on the bamboo slips should be the task list of the deceased old man. The names written on it were all the tasks of the deceased old man. He had been hunting these monks and monsters in the order of the list!

In order not to be contaminated by the cause and effect, the old man who passed away would ask the monks who came to visit him to do something while he watched.

According to the old man who has passed away, the monks or monsters on these lists have done many evil things, killed many people, and are involved in many causes and effects. Killing these monks will also be involved in these causes and effects, but at the same time, they will also gain merit!

Seeing that Yang Bo did not respond, the deceased old man said helplessly: "Fellow Daoist Yang, your cultivation level is not high. Cause and effect don't have much effect on you. How can you not do it when someone kills you?"

"When your cultivation reaches a few more realms, you will only need to pay attention to cause and effect. So for you now, killing a tiger demon will have no impact at all!"

Yang Bo frowned, then shook his head and said: "Let's wait a little longer, maybe someone will arrive!"

The old man who passed away asked: "Aren't you in a hurry to go to the East China Sea? Are you not in a hurry now?"

Yang Bo said: "Isn't this the East China Sea?"

The deceased old man stared at Yang Bo, "This is the South China Sea!"

Yang Bo's eyes widened and he stared around. The sea was so vast that he had no way to identify the direction, and he had no way to know the specific location here.

However, Yang Bo could guess that this must be a good thing done by the deceased old man. He wanted to take him with him, probably because he wanted to use him as a coolie. When he encountered a difficult task, the deceased old man wanted Yang Bo to help him complete it!

When the deceased old man saw that Yang Bo was not fooling him, he had no choice but to turn his head and look in the direction of Zhuo Bufan, "Fellow Taoist Zhuo, I'll trouble you to leave for a while!"

Zhuo Bufan was startled for a moment. He wanted to refuse, but he obviously didn't have much confidence. Faced with the request of the deceased old man, he nodded and agreed, "Okay!"

"You guys stay here later, I'll come as soon as I can!"

Zhuo Bufan flew out from the boat to life and flew in the direction of the tiger demon.

The deceased old man looked at the direction Zhuo Bufan left, pointed at Yang Bo and said, "Did you see, this is an example!"

"Next, you must learn from him!"

Yang Bo looked at the deceased old man and said, "Tell me, why did you take me on board?"

"I don't believe you want me to help you kill monsters and monks. What's the real reason?"

The old man who passed away laughed and said, "You don't believe me?"

Yang Bo chuckled and said nothing.

After a while, the deceased old man finally said: "Do you still remember the last mission?"

"What was the name of the monk I asked you to kill?"

Yang Bo was startled for a moment, "Shahaixiang?"

The deceased old man nodded, and he suddenly took out the bamboo slip again. He opened the bamboo slip and pointed to the text on it, "Look at this line of writing!"

Yang Bo stared at the bamboo slip and saw that the words on it were gray and white, and wrote: "Sha Haixiang, haunted near Liberty Island in the East China Sea, killed nine people in total!"

The deceased old man stretched out his finger and pointed to another line of words, "Look at this line of words again!"

Yang Bo looked in the direction pointed by the deceased old man and saw a line of black writing on it. The black writing was faintly shiny, "The tiger monster of the South China Sea haunted the islands and reefs and killed six people in total!"

Yang Bo shook his head, "What does this mean?"

The deceased old man chuckled, but he did not put away the bamboo slips, and allowed the bamboo slips to be displayed in front of Yang Bo.

Yang Bo couldn't help but ask: "Is it your mission to kill these evil-doing monks and monsters?"

"These monsters, after the monks die, will you be able to complete the mission and gain merit?"

The deceased old man nodded, "That's right. These are my tasks. Didn't you find that there is an obvious difference between these two lines of words?"

Yang Bo nodded, "There is a difference in color..."

Before Yang Bo could finish speaking, he paused because he could clearly see that the line about Tiger Demon had turned gray in the blink of an eye!

The deceased old man said: "Nirvana monks move very fast!"

"The tiger demon has been killed by Zhuo Bufan, and he will be back soon. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!