It's time to become an evil god.

The car was parked in a secluded corner, and Zhao Lan looked like a male victim who had been grabbed by a female thug, his face filled with fear.

He was pinned down by the skeletal monster, and Lou's sharp fingernails scratched back and forth on his body, leaving a bloody mark with every casual scratch.

The White Bone Demon didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him, but instead planned to slowly peel off his skin and torture him to death.

"Big sister, why don't you peel off the dead skin from my feet? There must be at least two or three pounds of it, enough for you. Seriously, my skin is thick and rough, and you can see I have pimples and blackheads, it's really not suitable for me."

The skeleton lifted Zhao Lan's chin, pressed its index finger against the top of his head, and said, "Let's start peeling from here. Don't worry, scream all you want. No one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out. Little brother, don't treat me like a human tonight."

Zhao Lan cried and begged for mercy, "But you don't even look human to me..."

However, in the next instant, it suddenly sensed something strange and dangerous, made a quick decision, and smashed open the car door to escape.

The next instant, a spear pierced through the car roof and lodged in the seat. A familiar figure sat in the passenger seat and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"Boss, boss, you've finally arrived!"

Zhao Lan cried out for help, "If you don't come soon, I'm really going to die! Look, I've already been beaten several times."

Bai Ge frowned instantly and asked, "She hit you? Did you hit back?"

Zhao Lan shook his head, "No, no, how could I possibly beat her! She'd be the one to pin me down and beat me up."

"Good, as long as they didn't fight back."

Bai Ge nodded, looked out the window at the skeleton monster with only half a skin left, and said with a smile, "I'll send you Manager Zhan's WeChat contact information from the Mercedes-Benz 4S store later."

Chapter 136 Your Majesty, spare my life!

"Can you still claim compensation for this?"

Before Zhao Lan could react, the other party hurled the ancient relic, the Holy Spear, at the skeletal female ghost's head, instantly vanishing from the car and reappearing in front of her, raising the spear to pierce her skull. The skeletal monster didn't even have time to react, only able to rely on the dead skin inside its body to block the attack. However, the skin melted instantly upon contact with the Holy Spear's sharpness, like ice cream meeting a hot iron, emitting a shrill wail.

Ultimately, the Holy Lance grazed her cheekbone, and she blocked the fatal blow.

Even though the skull's face was obscured and expressionless, one could still discern surprise from its demeanor and movements. The painted-skin skull reattached the torn human skin, its cold eyes fixed on the living person before it, a ripple of emotion flickering across its face. The normally emotionless inanimate object now exhibited an instinctive fear, especially towards the weapon in the singer's voice, which radiated a divine light; it felt even more apprehensive.

After a moment of silence, the painted-skin skeleton spoke, "Who exactly are you?"

However, Bai Ge countered with, "Where is the mastermind behind you?"

"what?"

Activating the replica of the Eye of Providence, Bai Ge stared at the ghost in front of him. He saw a faint black mist behind the ghost, appearing and disappearing, forming a human-shaped outline. His first reaction was that the whole thing was not so simple.

Could it be that the White Bone Demon in front of us is just a puppet being controlled by someone?

When the topic of puppets came up, he recalled the puppeteer from the previous mission who had been slacking off, acting as a meat shield, and getting beaten to a pulp by the enemy's squishy mage.

Since the frequent accidents in Yaotai Town, all sorts of strange and unsavory things have started to appear in Xushi.

"Hey, you piece of trash hiding behind you, aren't you going to come out?"

Bai Ge said disdainfully, "Or do you only dare to hide behind the female ghost and do some petty tricks?"

"How dare you curse my creator?"

Enraged, the skeletal female ghost cursed through gritted teeth, "You'd better watch your mouth, or I'll curse you and the people most important to you! A vengeful ghost's curse is unbreakable!"

"Okay."

Bai Ge remained completely calm and said, "The most important person to me is Sun Xiaochuan. Go ahead and curse him!"

Zhao Lan stared dumbfounded at the master who was lying without blushing, silently giving him a thumbs up in his heart. "Amazing, Master. I didn't expect you to be able to pull off such a brilliant underworld counterattack in such a short time. I even think you should be awarded a medal for sacrificing yourself for righteousness."

"Hurry up, or I'll curse you to be a dog!"

The Skeleton Queen has encountered ruthless and vicious opponents, as well as cunning and treacherous ones, but she has never met such a sinister adversary. Even the Decepticons would probably want to join forces with the Autobots to build Cybertron if they saw this guy.

It let out a silent sigh, "As expected... a life of murder and arson will truly bring retribution."

The skeletal ghost seemed to have decided to go all out. Her originally thin body began to swell, becoming several times larger than before. Countless faces emerged from beneath her pale skin, and the peeled-off skin struggled incessantly, trying to emerge from within, like a swollen balloon growing larger and larger, its skin becoming increasingly transparent, as if something hidden inside was about to burst out.

Her swollen face had her features squeezed together so tightly that they were unrecognizable, making her look even more exaggerated than a soaked mushroom.

"die!"

The female ghost staggered towards Bai Ge, stretching out a pair of hands covered with eyes and a face to grab Bai Ge's neck. Originally, it was thought that the other party would retreat under the threat of this move, but unexpectedly, the other party did not retreat a step. Instead, she took a step forward and plunged the spearhead directly into the swollen monster's abdomen.

The spearhead went in, but it felt like it was stuck in a cotton ball; there was no sensation at all.

"It's no use."

A sinister smile appeared on the female ghost's swollen face. "You can't kill me now! I can't be killed by a living person in the present moment!"

Those eerie, distorted faces pressed against him. After a moment of silent contemplation, Bai Ge grabbed the holy spear and forcefully plunged it in.

"This holy lance also has another ability: it can teleport the caster to any location."

Bai Ge said coldly, "For example, like this."

In the next instant, Zhao Lan watched as Bai Ge and the skeleton ghost vanished before his eyes, leaving him alone on the empty street, looking around blankly.

It was as if everything that had just happened had never existed.

By the time the painted-skin female ghost realized what was happening, she was no longer in the alley, but standing in an old courtyard. The ancient relic, the Holy Spear, was still stuck inside her body, having been teleported there with her.

A mocking smile appeared on the lips of the painted-skin skeleton ghost. She gripped the ancient relic, the Holy Spear, tightly with one hand, and reached out with the other to grab Bai Ge.

"Are you an idiot? You actually teleported away with me! You're definitely dead this time!"

However, before the swollen monster could finish speaking, a cold wind swept through the courtyard, causing the white lanterns hanging from the eaves to sway precariously.

Strange figures began to appear one after another in the once empty courtyard, blocking the way.

In the blink of an eye, all sorts of demons and monsters emerged from the various side rooms. A large group of them, wielding various weapons, rushed towards the courtyard and surrounded it. There was a young woman holding a katana, ready to draw it at any moment, with a malevolent look in her eyes. There was also a paper effigy wrapped in firecrackers, holding a lighter, as if it might rush up and take him down with it at any moment. And there was a little fox loli holding a vibrating and electric shock baton. I couldn't help but tremble. The whole scene looked a bit eerie and creepy.

These are all vengeful ghosts.

Although only the girl wielding the ghostly katana was far stronger than him, no one could withstand the onslaught of so many demons and monsters.

The faces that were still writhing beneath the skin instantly shrank back, transforming back into their previous thin and beautiful features like a Sichuan opera face-changing act. They stared coldly at Bai Ge and said through gritted teeth, "You schemed against me!"

"I didn't scheme against you."

Bai Ge spread his hands and said, "He said it himself, so I'm very forgiving. Now I'll give you two choices: one is for you to take on all of us by yourself."

Without a second thought, the skeleton ghost said, "I choose the second option!"

Bai Ge continued, "The second option is for a group of us to gang up on you."

"Wait a moment."

Just as everyone was about to take action, the unyielding skeleton ghost urgently called for a halt, shouting, "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

She made a pause gesture, stepped forward with unwavering resolve, and knelt down without saying a word, pleading, "Your Majesty, spare my life!"

Chapter 137 The Cry of a Newborn Baby

"Shut up! If apologies and begging for forgiveness were enough, what would be the point of righteous people who exorcise demons?"

Upon seeing the skull, the girl immediately tried to appeal to his emotions, but Shiranui stepped in to eliminate any possibility of surrender, saying accusingly, "Do you think my master is kind-hearted and will spare your life? It's alright, my master is indeed kind-hearted and cannot bear to see blood, so I will help you with your seppuku. Don't worry, I'll find a monk to perform a ritual for you later."

After saying that, she drew her Yan-style katana, looking eager to slash at the ghost. The Painted Skin Hand, terrified, scrambled backward, bumping into Bai Ge with a thud.

The skeleton turned its head and found a strange alchemy furnace placed beside the other party at some point. A strange green light could be seen faintly within the openwork patterns of the furnace.

"What the hell is this?"

Hua Pi clearly sensed an eerie aura emanating from the alchemy furnace that would send chills down even the most vengeful ghosts' spines, as if countless tormented souls were howling and screaming in agony from within.

She silently swallowed.

Bai Ge casually threatened, "Tell me who's behind this, or I'll just shove them in!"

The masked man's expression changed drastically. "You're going to stuff me into this monster?"

Don't overthink it.

Bai Ge patted the alchemy furnace and said coldly, "I mean, I'll stuff the alchemy furnace into your body."

It was so frightened that its legs went weak and it almost fell to the ground. "...Don't come any closer! A thing this big will die if you cramm it in! I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything. It's actually the choir, the choir is behind this..."

Before he could finish speaking, a burst of bright flames suddenly erupted from the painted skin's body. The fierce flames quickly surged up and enveloped the painted skin. The intense flames, imbued with divine purification properties, caused the painted skin demon to let out heart-wrenching screams, rolling around and uttering desperate cries.

"I have rendered meritorious service to the organization, I have shed blood for the organization, you cannot do this! I want to see the leader, I want to..."

……

An old man dressed in a Bagua Taoist robe was carrying a crying Taoist boy through a deep alley. The old man was pulling the boy's ear, and he had a kind of sigh of disappointment.

So disappointing, so utterly disappointing!

As a Taoist disciple, to have his secret manual stolen and all he can do is cry is a disgrace to the True Martial Emperor!

He glanced at his young apprentice, then thought of those old bald monks at Linhuai Temple. They were worlds apart. The latter were constantly surrounded by worshippers, while the former couldn't even afford to repaint the clay statue of Zhenwu the Great and had to ride his electric scooter to work as a Meituan delivery rider at night.

Ugh.

Even a hero can be brought down by a single penny; it's true what they say, comparison is the thief of joy.

However, in front of his young apprentice, the old Taoist priest, as the master, could not possibly show his stingy and frugal side. He said in a serious tone, "All you do is cry, cry, cry. When I was as young as you, I never saw you being a coward. Back then, some little bastard in the village stole my hawthorn candy, and I immediately went back and secretly used your grandmaster's iron hammer to make a Taoist staff to fight back."

The young Taoist stopped crying, staring expectantly at his smug-looking master. He rubbed his swollen eyes and asked curiously, "And then Master defeated them all?"

"Oh no."

The disheveled old man scratched his nose and said awkwardly, "My master was chased by them and jumped into a cesspool to take refuge."

"..."

"Master, it's that door in front."

The young Taoist novice tugged at his master's sleeve and said with a serious and certain expression, "I saw with my own eyes the guy who snatched the ancient book sneak in."

"Row!"

The old Taoist priest rolled up his sleeves and charged straight over, kicking the wooden door open with a loud bang. He stormed in, shouting, "Whoever bullied my disciple, step forward now, or I'll show you what Taoist boxing is all about!"

However, before he could finish speaking, the old Taoist priest saw a figure struggling in the courtyard, engulfed in flames. Standing to the side, holding a holy spear, he coldly observed the young man burning the corpse. A group of demons and monsters also turned their heads and looked at the old Taoist priest at the door.

"Sorry to bother you, please continue. I didn't see anything."

The old Taoist priest very politely took a step back, bowed slightly, and then courteously closed the door.