It's time to become an evil god.

"Don't you know that throwing ghost money into the donation box can accumulate good karma for yourself?"

"No, I've never heard of it."

“Back in the day, my grandfather received red envelopes containing ghost money during Chinese New Year, and he was so angry that he jumped out of his coffin.”

"It must have been you who stuffed ghost money into Grandpa's coffin, right?"

As Bai Ge stuffed the money inside, he sneered, "Money to buy life, huh? I'd like to see if your life as a vengeful ghost is tougher, or if Buddha's life is tougher."

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, a monk began chanting Buddhist mantras behind him. Bai Ge trembled and lost his grip, causing the paper money to fall directly into the donation box.

The two of them turned around and looked behind them as if they had done something wrong.

The abbot was also taken aback. Why were these two looking at him so strangely? Did they intend to take advantage of his sexy body and sensitive soul?

Thinking of this, the highly respected master quietly took a small step back. However, considering that the two had just stuffed a large wad of money into the donation box, he suppressed any other thoughts in his mind, put his hands together, and said, "It's rare for benefactors to have such a kind heart. As the saying goes, sincerity brings results. In fact, as long as there is Buddha in your heart, Buddha will naturally..."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Before the abbot could finish speaking, Bai Ge interrupted him. The abbot even found a crowbar from somewhere and prepared to pry open the donation box, saying as he did so, "You should have said so earlier, otherwise why would I waste this money?"

The kind and gentle abbot's lips twitched slightly, his blood pressure rose a little, and he almost turned into an angry Vajra. He quickly dissuaded the other party, "It's not like that, benefactor. As the saying goes, sincerity brings results. Actions speak louder than words. If the Bodhisattva sees such a good deed, he might reserve a place for you in the Western Paradise."

Bai Ge paused for a moment, then pried even harder, "Damn it, you're giving money to Buddha and then taking my life on the spot? I bought a ticket for the live show, not a pre-sale ticket! Master, please give my money back right now, I don't want to go to the Western Paradise yet!"

The abbot's hands were bulging with veins, and he even wanted to transform into a demon-subduing Arhat on the spot and convert this silly, idiotic person.

"Ok?"

Bai Ge suddenly stopped what he was doing because he saw a group of uniformed men walking hurriedly in the distance, especially the one at the front who looked very familiar.

Besides Xi Zeliang, Bai Ge couldn't think of anyone else who could maintain an unchanging, cool expression while wearing a black trench coat in the sweltering heat of over 30 degrees Celsius. What convinced Bai Ge even more was that even though this guy was wearing black, the mechanical heart on his chest still emitted an undeniable pale blue light. He even felt that this guy had long since replaced his entire body with mechanical prosthetics, and that he was currently just a mechanical ascension cultist who retained a living human head and consciousness.

Fortunately, it wasn't mission time. Bai Ge's appearance was completely different from when he was on a mission. He lowered his head slightly, trying not to pay attention to the other person. As long as he didn't speak, the other person definitely wouldn't notice his presence.

Thinking of this, Bai Ge gave Boss Wu a look. The other man was also a shrewd old fox; he saw through the problem at a glance and quickly got up to leave.

Before leaving, Bai Ge pretended to bow to the Buddha, muttering a few auspicious words, then turned and left the Great Buddha Hall.

However, before Shi Chen had taken more than a few steps, he suddenly heard a loud bang coming from inside the Great Buddha Hall.

boom!

Shi Chen turned around, his face filled with disbelief and surprise.

The donation box exploded, overturning the gilded Buddha statue in the main hall.

Holy crap? That fierce? Even Buddha's donation box can't hold it down?

The scene in the main hall naturally caught the attention of the Special Affairs Bureau, who hurriedly walked over.

Realizing something was wrong, Bai Ge immediately pulled the shocked Boss Wu behind her out through the side door, tentatively saying, "It seems even Buddha can't suppress it. How about we try putting it in Jesus' donation box?"

The explosion caused a commotion at the scene, but as an experienced special affairs officer, Ryo Nishizawa only hesitated for a second before reacting.

"Quickly, cordon off the area!"

Xi Zeliang rushed up to the main hall and helped the abbot, who was almost blown away by the explosion. He suddenly realized that there were blood-stained money for buying lives everywhere, like snowflakes falling in the air, which was very similar to the kind he had found at the crime scene.

Following the clues, Nishizawa Ryo was certain that the contents of the donation box were exactly the same as those used by the murderer. He looked up at the worshippers being dispersed by the Special Affairs Bureau staff at the door and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He stood up and shouted, "You two in front, stop right there!"

Bai Ge froze for a moment, glancing at Boss Wu with a murderous glint in his eyes, as if warning him not to make any trouble.

Xi Zeliang walked up to Bai Ge and looked him up and down.

"You seem familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"

Chapter Seventy-Seven: Odd Changes, Even Remains the Same!

Third update

Nishizawa Ryo's gaze was fixed on the young man, a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and he said, "I think you're a lot like one of my friends."

After a moment of silence, Bai Ge nodded silently. "Yes, many people say that I look a lot like Takeshi Kaneshiro, so I have a nickname: Xu Shi Takeshi Kaneshiro. So you must be mistaken, officer."

Comrade, do you have any shame? I'm Xu Shi Wu Yanzu!

For some reason, he really wanted to summon a three-headed steel dragon and unleash a torrent of abuse on this guy.

Nishizawa Ryo became increasingly suspicious, but his first task today was to investigate the bloodstained paper money incident, so he didn't dwell on the topic too much. He picked up the bloodstained paper money from the ground and asked, "Have you seen this before?"

Bai Ge frowned, examined it carefully, shook his head, and said, "Excuse me, officer, do you think it's too early for us living people to promote the use of ghost money for consumption?"

"..."

Seeing that the other person had fallen silent, Bai Ge kindly asked again, "What's wrong, officer? Could it be that someone deliberately set fire to the ghost money printing factory recently, causing nearby residents to commit suicide one after another?"

"..."

Before entering the temple, Nishizawa Ryo had already used a regular reconnaissance skill scroll to test whether there were any players hiding inside. The guy in front of him didn't exude the unique aura that a player hunter should have.

Nishizawa Ryo took a deep breath and asked, "This matter is of great importance, so please cooperate with the investigation."

Mr. Wu glanced at the man warily and explained, "Officer, we're just here to burn incense and pray. What's going on?"

Xi Zeliang waved his hand impatiently and said, "These paper money are related to a serial murder case. We can't disclose any other details. If you have any information, please contact the police. Okay, now get out. We're going to seal off the temple."

Is it a serial murder case?

Bai Ge gave Boss Wu a look, signaling him not to stay in this awful place any longer. Personnel from the Special Affairs Bureau had begun to gradually seal off the temple.

Since the clues to the life-buying money aren't inside the temple, the most urgent task is to find the real owner of the life-buying blood money at the ghost market.

Following behind, Boss Wu looked preoccupied. He suddenly spoke up, "Hey, Master, I don't know if it was just my imagination..."

"Huh? What misperception?"

Mr. Wu said, his face pale, "When I came out of the temple just now, I felt like the eyes of the Four Heavenly Kings statues in the main hall moved slightly..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Ge suddenly stopped and looked at a ditch filled with garbage and filth not far away, frowning.

"strangeness."

"What's strange?"

Bai Ge walked quickly over, saying as she went, "When we passed by this place before, there was no alley here."

He took out the few remaining coins he had in his pocket and threw them at that spot. In the next instant, an imperceptible ripple appeared in the air at the entrance of what was originally a deep alley. As the ripple continued to expand, the old alley eventually transformed into an old street adorned with white lanterns.

White lanterns hung at the door of every household, emitting a bluish glow.

Paper figures, paper horses, and ghost towers hang on both sides of the street. An unsuspecting person might think they have come to a paper pawn shop. Further into the deep alley, there are dilapidated and old city buildings, as well as eerie and creepy old houses and courtyards. At the end of some intersections, there are also solemn tombstones in cemeteries where people are buried.

Stepping into the eerie street, the shops on both sides displayed a dazzling array of goods: vermilion coffins for weddings, urns with photos attached, and even funeral clothes hanging in some shops, making it feel like a bustling street that was actually deserted.

Every household had five burning incense sticks at their door, three long and two short.

Bai Ge took out two demon masks from his inventory and tossed one to Boss Wu, saying, "Put this on."

Looking at the strange mask in his hand, Mr. Wu asked cautiously, "What is this thing?"

Bai Ge explained in a serious tone, "As long as you pretend to be more like a ghost than a ghost, the ghost won't realize you're a human."

"..."

"Wait, what the hell is that?"

With a gasp from Boss Wu, Bai Ge looked in that direction. Between two dimly lit, old general stores was a dilapidated brick house. The lobby behind the door was dark, but a figure could still be vaguely seen standing inside, seemingly watching the two uninvited guests who had unexpectedly entered.

Ee-ya, ee-ya.

The creaking sound of a chair rocking echoed through the deathly silent street. Bai Ge saw a person sitting on a wooden rattan chair in another pawnshop, whose face was obscured. Although the person was sitting upright facing him, their head was turned 180 degrees, leaving only the back of their head facing him.

The unidentified corpse was already somewhat decomposed; the hands on the wicker chair had developed lividity, and the feet appeared unusually stiff. A stench wafted from the house.

"This is the ghost street you were talking about?"

"No, no. We seem to have come to the wrong place. The Ghost Street I knew wasn't like this."

Mr. Wu looked dejected, his face filled with despair. "Master, have you heard of the disappearance incident on Paper Shop Street twenty years ago?"

"The Paper Shop Street disappearance incident?"

Mr. Wu nervously recounted the chilling details, "Yes, in just one night, everyone on the entire street disappeared. The items and furnishings were all kept exactly as they were, but there wasn't a single living person left. It's as if they all vanished into thin air. At the time, they claimed it was a ghost street that had suddenly been relocated, but later the government simply sealed off and demolished the entire street. We'd better leave quickly."

However, when Mr. Wu turned around, he found that the path he had just walked in had disappeared.

Behind them, the streets remained shrouded in white mist, exuding an eeriness and malevolence.

"Let's go, even though I know there is reproductive isolation between humans and tigers."

Bai Ge turned his head and said confidently, "But how can you catch tiger cubs without entering the tiger's den?"

Mr. Wu's heart skipped a beat, and he said cautiously, "Don't do anything reckless, Master. Illegally harming or infringing upon first-class protected wild animals in our country is a criminal offense!"

"..."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and a blue lantern appeared on the street. It seemed that a figure dressed in white was gradually approaching the two of them.

Startled, Mr. Wu took a step back and whispered, "Master, is this thing a human or a ghost?"

Bai Ge waved his hand, signaling the other party to calm down, and said, "Don't be nervous, we'll know whether it's a person or a ghost by testing the code."

The blue lantern in the mist tried to get closer, but Bai Ge took a deep breath and shouted, "Stop! The code! Odd changes, even remains the same!"

The figure opposite paused noticeably, followed by a weak reply, "Symbols...symbols in quadrants?"

Chapter 78 The Seahorse Man, Partner of Justice!!!

Fourth update

The lantern emitting a bluish light was blown out. The other person waved his hands and slowly and cautiously approached Bai Ge's direction, afraid of accidentally encountering a vengeful ghost. He even called out cautiously, "Don't do anything rash, we're on the same side, we're on the same side."

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that this guy was none other than [Infinite], with whom they had collaborated on the last mission. However, he appeared to be engaged in some kind of dungeon quest, looking rather disheveled. His white mourning clothes were stained with blood, and his face was pale, suggesting he had suffered considerable injuries.

Wuxian blew out the blue lantern in his hand and looked at the two masked people in front of him with a wary gaze. If he could not sense the presence of living people on them, he would have subconsciously thought that they were some kind of strange monsters.

Infinite was ready to act at any moment. He tentatively asked, "Are you also... players?"

"Yes."