Mo Hua’s expression changed, and without hesitation, he lightly tapped his foot and used his movement technique to run to Mr. Hui’s side.
The mangled rat stretched out a trembling hand and pointed at Mo Hua, "You little beast, I’ll kill you..."
Everyone looked at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua looked terrified.
Mr. Hui frowned, "Rat, what did he do to you?"
Rat tried to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he choked, spitting out blood and unable to speak, his eyes full of bloodshot and malice, wishing to kill Mo Hua immediately.
Mo Hua whispered to Mr. Hui, "Did he get bitten by the big zombie, and now corpse poison has invaded his brain, making him unable to speak?"
Mr. Hui glanced at Rat’s miserable state, his expression heavy.
Stone also felt compassion and said, "Second Master, we’re all brothers, let’s save Rat."
"Second Master!"
Mr. Hui sighed and then took out a bottle of pills and a calming talisman.
These pills and calming talisman seemed extraordinary, and Mr. Hui didn’t have many of them, so taking them out was quite painful for him.
He wanted to heal Rat, but Rat seemed lost, the dark blue on his forehead deepening, his eyes getting redder, staring at Mo Hua with murderous intent.
"Has the poison of the evil spirit completely erupted..."
Mo Hua thought silently.
Seeing Rat roar and try to pounce on Mo Hua, Mr. Hui immediately said, "Stone, restrain him."
"Alright." Stone rushed forward and blocked Rat.
Rat’s mind was getting less clear, and he started attacking Stone, but he was severely injured and lacked the divine sense to channel spiritual power. With only a fraction of his Golden Core strength remaining, Stone quickly subdued him.
Remembering their friendship, Stone didn’t strike hard.
Mr. Hui took out spiritual liquid, cleaned Rat’s wounds, then fed him the pill and lit calming incense.
In the misty fragrance, Mr. Hui placed the soothing jade talisman on Rat’s forehead.
With a clear light spreading out, Rat indeed quieted down.
"Curb yourself, keep your mind clear, forget everything, let nothing linger in your heart." Mr. Hui said in a deep voice.
Rat seemed to really listen, the dark blue on his forehead dissipating somewhat, and much of the red in his eyes fading.
Mo Hua glanced at Mr. Hui, thinking that this Mr. Hui knew quite a bit about the mysteries of the graveyard.
He might not truly understand the affairs of evil spirits, but how to exorcise and ward off evil spirits, and suppress some of the yin spirits in the graveyard, these tomb robbers probably had some traditional knowledge passed down.
Under the suppression of the jade talisman, much of Rat’s "greed" subsided.
Yet Mo Hua frowned.
If Rat really wakes up, it will be troublesome.
The burial talisman is indeed on himself.
Rat guessed right.
If he comes back to life and his greed stirs, he will latch onto me like a mad dog.
Moreover, during the chase by the corpse spirits earlier, I had already exposed the Soul-Shocking Sword Skill in front of him.
Whether or not he knows the details of this swordsmanship, he cannot be allowed to live.
Mo Hua glanced around.
In this group, only he wasn’t a Golden Core. Standing among the crowd, he was like a lamb among a pack of fierce wolves. .
Therefore, any trump card that poses a threat to a Golden Core must be hidden well, and must not be revealed by Rat.
But now, not only is Rat not dead, he is gradually recovering.
His physical body and his divine thought.
Mo Hua frowned.
"Golden Core is truly different...not so easily fooled to death..."
To kill a Golden Core, it’s best for another Golden Core to strike.
But with my current cultivation, whether divine sense or spiritual power, it hasn’t surpassed Foundation Establishment. Trying to kill a Golden Core with just one Shocking God Pupil Skill was indeed wishful thinking...
Mr. Hui was still relying on the jade talisman to suppress the evil thoughts and corpse poison in Rat.
Rat’s gaze was also slightly clearer.
But the jade talisman was still superficial and couldn’t completely eradicate the evil spirit in Rat’s Sea of Consciousness.
Evil spirits are not good things to deal with, nor are they easy to remove.
Moreover, he was later bitten again by the countless corpse spirits in the copper coffin, so now the evil thoughts in his mind were deeply rooted.
Mr. Hui could only suppress them to some extent.
As Mo Hua expected, Rat’s expression soon changed, and his demeanor became hideous again.
"Don’t overthink it, keep your mind!" Mr. Hui shouted sharply, "Otherwise, once your mind is lost, and the corpse poison reaches your brain, not even the Heavenly King can save you."
Rat also knew the dangers, so he gritted his teeth and tried not to think about anything.
But in his mind, all sorts of desires continued to unfold.
There was even a burgeoning desire, as bloodthirsty as a corpse spirit.
Mo Hua looked at Rat, then at the surroundings.
Mr. Hui and Stone were fully focused on Rat; the four black-robed cultivators were each sitting cross-legged, recovering their strength, as if they weren’t concerned with the life or death of a tomb robber.
Mo Hua’s mind stirred slightly, and he rubbed his thumb, taking out the burial talisman from the storage ring and covertly toying with it for a moment.
Rat seemed to sense something and, as if driven by unseen forces, looked at Mo Hua, immediately spotting the gold and silver engraved, glossy tooth talisman in his hand.
Rat’s pupils suddenly widened, his heart pounding uncontrollably.
He looked up at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua gave him a slight smile, a smile with a touch of innocence, a touch of wickedness, like a cat toying with a rat.
This smile provoked the evil thoughts.
Rat’s mental defenses shattered instantly.