It's time to become an evil god.

The moment she saw the card, the woman in red behind him suddenly let out a shrill scream. She quickly released Bai Ge from his restraints, retreated swiftly, and stood in a corner, staring intently at him before disappearing into the darkness.

Bai Ge staggered to his feet and ran towards the door. At the last moment, he grabbed the closing door and rushed out of the room.

Bai Ge, who had run out, was panting heavily. Of the five cards he had stuffed in his pocket, only four remained, and the card called Lava Demon God was slowly dissipating.

"I didn't expect that vengeful ghosts really exist, so all those memories about vengeful ghosts in my mind are real?"

Bai Ge gasped, the shock of the previous encounter bringing back a flood of fragmented memories. She seemed to have lived in this old house for a while, though only in vague, fragmented recollections.

Only four cards remained in his hand; he wasn't sure if the search was still ongoing. Just then, police sirens blared outside, and red and blue lights shone on the glass windows, instantly creating a tense atmosphere.

dong dong dong.

A piercing knocking sound reached my ears, and a voice outside suddenly shouted, "Is anyone home? We are police officers, please open the door."

After receiving a report that a suspected dangerous mental patient had appeared on Lin'an Street, the police patrolling outside immediately dispatched officers to investigate.

After knocking for a long time without anyone answering the door, the two policemen exchanged a glance and prepared to turn and leave.

The next instant, a loud clanging sound came from inside the door. The two policemen immediately became alert, one of them picking up his walkie-talkie to report the situation, when the door slowly opened a crack.

Bai Ge, looking disheveled, appeared at the door, glanced at the highly vigilant police officers, and tentatively asked, "May I ask what brings you here?"

“Recently, a dangerous case occurred at Xushi Mental Hospital where a mentally ill patient escaped. We are currently conducting a routine investigation.”

In the dim light, the two police officers did not immediately recognize Bai Ge's identity and asked, "Have you seen any suspicious persons nearby?"

"No."

Bai Ge answered simply and clearly, "I've been at home the whole time and haven't seen any suspicious people."

Having gotten no results from their questioning, the two policemen prepared to leave. Suddenly, one of them looked at Bai Ge with a strange expression, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Um... although it's not very polite, I'd like to ask, if I may be so bold as to ask..."

He pointed behind Bai Ge and said, "Why is this lady in red lying behind you?"

Chapter 584 Have you all shown your health codes?

Bai Ge's lips twitched, but he dared not turn around to look behind him, afraid of seeing a pale, terrifying, dead face. He could only force a smile and say, "Woman? What woman?"

"It's on your back..."

Just as the police officer was about to speak, his mouth was covered by the officer beside him. The officer simply gave his colleague a look, signaling him to remain silent. As the two were about to turn and leave, they heard strange footsteps behind them, as if a group of people were walking towards them in a bustling crowd. When they saw what was happening before them, the two officers' eyes widened in shock.

This isn't human; it's like they're celebrating the Ghost Festival early!

A pair of embroidered shoes that seemed to walk on their own were slowly approaching the Folklore Research Association, followed by a man soaking wet, as if just pulled from the water. Next came a woman in a bright red wedding dress, floating in mid-air with her feet off the ground, her pale eyes fixed on the two policemen at the entrance. Suddenly, the policemen's walkie-talkies crackled, emitting a hoarse and eerie voice—not that of their familiar colleagues, but the strange, hoarse cough of an elderly man.

"Cough cough cough cough, is anyone there? Please help me, I'm trapped in a coffin."

"Help me, please help me!"

"I know you're here, speak up, speak up now."

The two officers exchanged bewildered glances, too terrified to speak at the scene before them. A white mist began to rise from the rainy streets, and a dark shadow gradually approached from within the thick fog. Standing at the doorway, Bai Ge said softly, "If you don't want to die, don't just stand there. Come in quickly."

The two officers had never encountered such a bizarre and troublesome case before. After exchanging a glance, they braced themselves and stepped into the eerie and sinister guesthouse research association. Bai Ge quickly locked the door from the inside.

The two police officers stared at the bright red shadow behind Bai Ge, and were even somewhat impressed by his mental fortitude.

"Sir, are you really alright?"

One of the officers gestured and whispered, "Your back..."

"Instead of worrying about these things, let's worry about what will happen once the ghostly thing outside gets in."

Bai Ge strode quickly toward the dark warehouse, with two police officers following closely behind.

Upon arriving at the warehouse, Bai Ge locked the door. He quickly walked to the coffin, feeling around the old man's cold body, trying to find something inside.

As expected, Bai Ge pulled out several more cards from the old man's pocket. His guess was right; the old man had kept a trick up his sleeve before he died.

They then gave each of the two officers a card. Looking at the cards, the two officers were momentarily at a loss. One of the officers said to his partner, "What does this mean? Are Taoist priests now using Yu-Gi-Oh! cards for exorcism?"

"Do not."

Another officer, who had some knowledge of card games, suddenly realized something and said, "I get it! He must be telling us that only players from the underworld can deal with these ghosts!"

"I understand the reasoning."

The officer looked at the image on the card and asked in a low voice, "But why does this card from 'Nightmare Torture Chamber' look so much like Gian playing SM on Suneo?"

"...Is now the time to care about this kind of thing?"

dong dong dong.

The eerie thing outside kept banging on the door, the loud thumping so terrifying that the three of them didn't dare breathe. A few seconds later, the old door bolt could no longer withstand the force of the banging and was broken open. A thick white fog instantly rushed in from outside.

The two police officers, hiding by the window, quietly tore a layer of newspaper off the window and cautiously peered out. One after another, dark shadows crossed the threshold, and one after another, strange monsters appeared, frightening the two officers into trembling.

When did the police start interfering with gatherings in the underworld?

"What should we do now?"

The police officer trembled with fear, his face pale. He stared quietly at the card in his hand depicting Gian and Suneo playing SM together, lost in thought.

At that moment, a hissing sound suddenly came from the walkie-talkie, and the eerie, hoarse voice from before reappeared.

"Hahahaha, I've finally found you guys."

The officer was so frightened that his face changed drastically. He quickly dropped the walkie-talkie and was about to remove the television when he accidentally kicked over a soda can at his feet, which made a jarring clanging sound in the dead of night.

The commotion instantly attracted the attention of all the evil spirits. The police officers felt their entire bodies trembling uncontrollably. Although they still had guns at their waists, their survival instincts drove them to flee the area in the face of this supernatural and bizarre phenomenon.

Escape! We must escape from here!

The two turned around, but the young man who had been in the warehouse was nowhere to be seen.

Yea.

A chilling wind blew in, making the two shiver. At that moment, the door opened a crack, and a pale arm slowly rested on the threshold. Then, a sinister and eerie face gradually crept in.

Pale lightning illuminated the gloomy warehouse, and a white-faced, red-cheeked paper effigy suddenly appeared on the edge of the glass window, staring fiercely at the two people.

"what!!!!"

Finally unable to bear it any longer, the police officer let out a shrill scream and stumbled toward the corner behind him, but then tripped over something and fell to the ground.

The officer turned around and saw a pale little hand gripping his ankle tightly. The owner of the hand was an infant with only half a head, waving his arms as if trying to hold back the victim in front of him.

The warehouse was already crowded with ghostly figures, making them feel as if they had entered the underworld.

"Ah, don't come any closer! Get away! Get away from me! Help me! Someone help me!"

One of the officers was holding a "Temptation of Death" card and waving it frantically, trying to stop the approaching monster.

However, the monsters didn't seem afraid of what the other party was holding; instead, they approached step by step as if they were being lured.

The two men were ashen-faced, feeling they were about to die here tonight. Suddenly, a deep voice sounded from outside the door.

"Hey you guys, hey hey hey, I'm talking to you! What are you doing?"

All the vengeful spirits suddenly stopped and turned to look at the door.

Bai Ge stood in the courtyard under the umbrella, but looking at the group of strange and unsavory characters in front of him, he was not afraid at all. He calmly asked, "Have you shown your health codes and travel codes to the police officers?"

Chapter 585 A Mysterious Videotape

Bai Ge successfully attracted the attention of all the vengeful ghosts. They abandoned the two trembling police officers in the warehouse and approached Bai Ge step by step. At that moment, Bai Ge revealed the few cards he had left and suddenly stepped forward. The vengeful ghosts seemed to have seen something terrifying, hurriedly taking a few steps back. After hesitating for a moment, they all pulled out paper phones from their pockets and showed their underworld health codes.

In an instant, most of the courtyard was enveloped in a serene green environment.

Bai Ge was stunned for a moment, never expecting that a group of vengeful ghosts would act so unpredictably. Why are even vengeful ghosts preparing health codes these days?!

The vengeful spirits explained the situation: now a group of Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain are leading people to search for the QR codes of vengeful spirits in desolate mountains and mass graves every day. Those without QR codes are treated as part of Longhu Mountain's performance record. In this peaceful and prosperous era, the people of Longhu Mountain haven't encountered any great demons or monsters for thousands of years. They wish they could directly use the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's magic array to suppress and deal with these mountain spirits, monsters, vengeful spirits, and ghosts, using the heads of their fellow villagers to gain military merit.

In the past, a few would still dart around, but now they're all behaving themselves. Even when a water ghost is catching a scapegoat, it will show its health code before the other person dies, indicating that it's not a wandering ghost from a high-risk area.

"Ah, this..."

Bai Ge was stunned. Do wandering ghosts these days have such a strong sense of self-management?

"We'll take your life."

At this moment, the vengeful ghosts gradually approached Bai Ge, and the courtyard of the Folklore Research Association gradually became cold and gloomy. The vengeful ghosts surrounded Bai Ge, and one of them was about to reach out and touch his face.

boom.

With a loud bang, the hanged ghost that had been standing in front of them with its tongue sticking out suddenly flew out like a kite with a broken string. All the vengeful ghosts turned around and saw that the hanged ghost was completely embedded in the brick wall and motionless. All the vengeful ghosts were dumbfounded and stood frozen in place.

Behind Bai Ge, the eerie figure of a woman in red slowly emerged, her eyes filled with resentment as she glared at all the vengeful spirits. The other wandering ghosts, startled by her gaze, all took a step back in fear.

A woman dressed in a vibrant, blood-red cheongsam slowly emerged from the illusion. A single crimson lip graced her pale face, and her icy eyes surveyed the restless ghosts. Pointing at Bai Ge beside her, she said, word by word, "This is the man I have chosen. Only I can kill him. Who among you dares to lay a hand on him?"

The other ghosts seemed wary of the woman's powerful aura, each taking a step back and daring not to advance. At this moment, the woman turned around and gazed at Bai Ge with deep affection, a gaze that sent chills down his spine.

A hand, cold as ice, took Bai Ge's hand, making him shiver. The woman in red calmly said, "From today onwards, you are my husband."

"My husband, I love you."

Bai Ge was stunned for a moment. The woman before him was fair-skinned with red lips, and wore a bright red cheongsam casually paired with a jade hairpin, looking like a classical beauty who had stepped out of a Republic of China movie poster. Only her lifeless face looked sinister and eerie. She raised a feather fan to cover half of her face and said softly, "You are mine now."

Bai Ge shook his head directly and said, "But I don't like you."

"..."

The red-clad female ghost's face instantly darkened. She stared intently at Bai Ge before her, suppressing her emotions as she asked, "Then what does my husband like? I can transform into whatever you like. Dilraba? Kitagawa Kaimu? Klee? Jia Ran?"

Bai Ge thought for a moment, then said in a serious tone, "I like the Blue-Eyes White Dragon."

"..."

The veins on the back of the red-clad female ghost's hand bulged as she suppressed her murderous urge and patiently asked softly, "Could you find someone more reliable? At least someone who looks like a human being?"

"Hmm...it looks like a person..."

After thinking for a moment, Bai Ge said seriously, "Does the Lava Demon God count?"

"...You gambler, die!"

The woman in red was so enraged by Bai Ge that her blood pressure spiked. A chilling wind spread outwards, forcing the vengeful ghosts to retreat, trembling with fear. They tried to turn and flee the Folklore Research Association, but the door behind them slammed shut with a bang.

Did I say you could leave?

The other ghosts were instantly too frightened to move.