Transmigrating into a Man's Wife: I Share the Pain with the Male Protagonist

The moment Li Mofu saw the Taoist priest, his eyes widened. This was clearly what he had been waiting for, but the moment he suddenly appeared, Li Mofu's mind went blank. Even in the next moment after coming to his senses, Li Mofu was still wondering if this Taoist priest was the one he was looking for, or just another ghost immortal.

"Li Mofu, it's been years since we last met. Don't you remember me?" The old Taoist priest held the cat but didn't move closer. He just stood there smiling. "I've come to pick you up as agreed."

Li Mofu paused, blinked his eyes, and question marks popped up in his mind. He really had no impression of this old Taoist priest, because 'Li Mofu''s' memories were mostly painful, with few other details.

"Did you capture the ghost immortal in the palace?" Li Mofu asked doubtfully.

The old Taoist smiled and tapped the gourd hanging on his waist. "Yes, I took it."

"..." Li Mofu looked at the old Taoist priest with a slightly strange look, feeling that this person was mysterious and baffling. "How did you get in? Does anyone know you're here?"

Even when questioned, the old Taoist priest still looked cheerful. "Of course, I'm a guest of the Marquis' Mansion."

Li Mofu frowned and paused for a moment, then blurted out, "Whose guest are you in the mansion?"

"This is the secret. Anyway, I came to you this time to take you away." The old Taoist said mysteriously.

If it were in the past, Li Mofu might have followed the old Taoist priest in dismay, but now he had a plan, "Where are you taking me?"

"Of course, I will take you to travel around the mountains and rivers, to experience the world, to gain enlightenment in the mountains, and to gain enlightenment in the world." The old Taoist priest said, raising his voice slightly.

Li Mofu was ashamed. He believed in the old Taoist's ability, but for some reason he felt that this sentence was not suitable for him. After all, he still had self-knowledge. If even someone like him could attain enlightenment, then the old Taoist should have ascended to heaven.

"My friend, I can see a lack of confidence in your eyes!" The old Taoist said with a sigh, "In fact, everyone has their own way, so there is no need to feel inferior. As for me, I have been qualified to see you for a long time, but do you know why I came to see you today?"

Li Mofu shook his head, "I don't know."

"Perhaps my ability is limited. I found that your aura and Taoism seemed to have changed, so I have been lurking in the mansion to observe you, but I didn't see anything." The old Taoist seemed to want to touch his beautiful beard, but the big orange was too heavy to lift with one hand, so he had to give up.

Li Mofu suddenly stopped talking. Although he was not smart, he knew that there were some things that should and should not be said. Whether it was time travel or traveling through a book, it was unimaginable for the local indigenous people.

"Really..." Li Mofu laughed.

The old Taoist priest continued, "Originally, I wanted to wait a few more days, but last night, on a whim, I had a fortune-teller tell me that this mansion is about to face a disaster. I can't interfere with this matter, so I will leave tomorrow. Do you want to come with me?"

Li Mofu was stunned when he heard this. "Ah? What? Disaster?"

The old Taoist nodded mysteriously, "This is a matter concerning the royal family. I will not get involved."

After hearing this, Li Mofu froze in his place. After a while, he asked, "Will everyone in the mansion die?"

"More than half of them will die," said the old Taoist priest.

Li Mofu pursed his lips, his expression becoming reluctance. How could he feel at ease letting him leave alone at this point? If what the old Taoist said was true, then the disaster for the Marquisate would most likely occur after the Lu family father and son left for the border. By then, Wang Ruiyan would be the only one left in charge of the Marquisate. It was obvious what the intruders were up to, especially since she was pregnant...

"Are you reluctant to let go?" the old Taoist asked softly.

Li Mofu frowned and said nothing. He didn't like this place, but here were his fellow villagers, Guozi, Madam Liang, and Mo Yi, who had always taken care of him. He could just walk away, but what would happen next? How would he let go of the news of their deaths?