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Editor: Sai Hiroto

At night, Master Huang sat in the center of the formation and began to cast a spell.

The rich man wanted a formation of five ghosts carrying a coffin. He needed people with the five fates of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth to be sealed in a palm-sized clay figurine, carrying a coffin on its shoulder and constantly transporting wealth for him. Master Huang searched for a long time before finding five people with this fate. He used evil magic to kill them and capture their souls.

In his eyes, human life is just a material for making money. When he saves enough money and summons the evil god, he can live forever and will not be bound by cause and effect at all.

If this order is successful, he can get 5 million, which can buy several materials for summoning.

Because they were murdered and died in a very tragic way, these ghosts all carried strong evil spirits and resentment. Master Huang wanted to fight evil with evil. The five fierce ghosts had been sealed in the bottle long ago, and he needed to transfer them into the clay figurine.

Master Huang was already sure of it, and he opened the seal skillfully. The evil spirit and resentment instantly spread out. Master Huang laughed and said, "Don't move, otherwise you will all be killed."

As soon as he said this, the resentment inside became heavier, and the five fierce ghosts flew out and surrounded Master Huang in an instant.

Master Huang felt something was wrong, and it was too late when he wanted to seal them up.

The five fierce ghosts looked exactly like they did when they died. They were bleeding from all seven orifices, and one had only half of his face. They already knew how they died, and they all stared at Master Huang with resentment.

Master Huang hurriedly took out the peach wood sword and said, "Don't come over, or I'll make your souls fly away."

Although he said so, he was panicking now. He couldn't deal with five fierce ghosts at the same time. He picked up the white tiger picture in a panic, wanting to shock them, but when he touched it in his hand, he found something wrong. Before, when this picture was opened, it was full of evil spirits, but now there was nothing?

The five fierce ghosts didn't wait for him, they surrounded him and beat him up. Master Huang bit the tip of his tongue until it was rotten. He fought back in a panic, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He opened the white tiger picture anxiously and was shocked to see two holes in the white tiger's eyes because the glue was not glued firmly and the paper had fallen off.

Master Huang collapsed and wanted to kill Bai Zhenjiang. Such a good picture was destroyed like this. You ruined it, and you dared to send it back to me?!

The five fierce ghosts were fighting to the death. Master Huang couldn't fight them, so he pulled his apprentice over, pushed him to the fierce ghosts, and ran for his life.

The little apprentice was so scared that he almost peed himself. He staggered to his feet and cried and chased: "Master! Don't leave me! I'm scared! Master!"

Master Huang didn't care about his apprentice. If he lost his apprentice, he could find another one. If he died, he would have nothing.

Taking advantage of the few seconds his apprentice had given him, he ran out and closed the door, lifted the door handle, and locked it in one second. Only then did he dare to breathe a sigh of relief and hastily hang a gourd on the door to ward off ghosts. He wanted to leave here and think of a way to deal with these fierce ghosts at noon tomorrow when the sun was strong.

At this time, two young men just got out of the elevator, one with a baby face, looking very energetic, and the other with dull eyes and a bell hanging on his waist, looking like a blind man.

The baby-faced man said, "Hello, are you Huang Dongyi?"

Master Huang's face turned pale, and he quickly wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, "I am, who are you?"

The baby-faced man took out his ID, "From the 13th Division, Yu Chi."

The baby-faced man was the assistant director who handled metaphysical cases, and the one with poor eyesight was naturally Xie Yizhou. Originally, Yu Chi didn't need to handle this matter, but Xie Yizhou's eyesight was not good, and his master told him that he would have a disaster in the next two days, and his master was worried about him coming alone. It happened that Yu Chi was off duty today, so Xie Yizhou's master asked him to go with him.

He saw that Master Huang was not right at a glance and held him down, "What's going on in there?"

Master Huang hurriedly said, "There are powerful ghosts in there! They have captured my apprentice, and I am trying to find a way to save him."

He said it sincerely and anxiously. Yu Chi sneered, "Do you think I'm a fool? You obviously want to run away. Did you leave your apprentice in there? You're still a little bit shy to lie to me."

Yu Chi kicked the door open, and the evil spirit and resentment inside rushed towards him instantly. Xie Yizhou stood at the door and raised his hand, pinched a finger, and said slowly, like chatting with someone, "Retreat."

All the evil spirits and resentment were pushed back, and the five fierce ghosts were like being slapped in the face. They all leaned against the wall and couldn't move.

They seemed to be awakened by the slap and no longer wanted to kill anyone. They all stared at Master Huang with resentment and looked at Xie Yizhou standing at the door with jealousy.

Master Huang's apprentice was lying on the ground. Xie Yizhou groped his way over and checked him, "I fainted from fright. He is okay."

Master Huang rushed in excitedly with a peach wood sword, "Quickly kill these fierce ghosts, they will hurt people if we keep them alive!"

Yu Chi grabbed his shoulder. He didn't look tall and was only in his early twenties, but he held Master Huang down with one hand, making him unable to move. He said with a smile, "We can't leave this matter to you. This is our responsibility. We will take them back and ask them about the cause and effect. If someone owes them karma, we will redress their grievances. As for you, you were originally only involved in the case of murder and robbery, but now we have to investigate what your relationship is with them." 

Master Huang wanted to run, but Yu Chi grabbed his neck, slapped him roughly, knocking him unconscious, and carried him out.

Xie Yizhou put those little devils into the bell and looked at Yu Chi's actions with admiration. The senior executives were awesome, and they did things so simply and directly. He would also learn from them in the future.

When they arrived at the department, several acquaintances had just returned from their missions, all in a shambles, some injured. Yu Chi stopped two acquaintances from the combat department and asked, "How did you get hurt?"

"Oh no! Forget it. A space crack appeared in the mountain. It suddenly collapsed when it was being repaired, and a five-meter crack appeared directly. Many fierce ghosts crawled out. There was also one that had reached the level of a ghost king. Several people in the technical department were injured on the spot. Fortunately, our combat department was there, otherwise, they would have been finished."

The other one smiled bitterly, "It's not much use. That ghost king is not an ordinary ghost king. The evil spirit is too heavy. In the end, the minister rushed over to solve it."

At this point, the two of them looked shocked, "Too awesome, more than a dozen of us fought for a long time, and the minister kicked the ghost king to pieces, really broken, his soul was broken into pieces, and his soul flew away."

"Too strong, too strong to be a human."

Yu Chi smiled wickedly, he understood this feeling too well, he had followed Mu Ke for hundreds of years, traveled through several planes, and never saw him lose. If it weren't for the favor, the boss wouldn't have stayed here for ten years and still not left.

Seeing the tall figure coming in, Yu Chi ran over to say hello, "Boss, you've worked hard."

Mu Ke raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Aren't you off duty?"

"I just came back from helping Xiao Xie catch someone."

Xie Yizhou followed him, his face flushed with excitement. He could only look up to see Mu Ke's forehead. Mu Ke thought this kid was quite interesting. He was not completely blind, but he could only look at people's foreheads.

Xie Yizhou said excitedly, "We found five fierce ghosts with great resentment in his house. He said it had nothing to do with him. We brought them back for interrogation."

Mu Ke responded halfheartedly and glanced at Master Huang. Master Huang's legs were weak, and he quickly explained, "It really has nothing to do with me. Let me go. My apprentice is still at home."

He was now like a fish stranded on the shore, struggling to death. It was said that those who were sent to the interrogation room, whether they were human or ghost, no matter what crime they committed, would confess honestly. He already felt suffocated, his legs were shaking, and he wanted to escape but couldn't, he wanted to make excuses but no one listened, and when he inadvertently met Mu Ke's eyes, Master Huang suddenly had an idea.

These calm eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

Master Huang didn't dare to move at once, not daring to say a word.

Mu Ke told Yu Chi, "I need to rest for a few days. Don't look for me unless the sky falls."

Yu Chi understood and went to look for Brother Qiao again, but he didn't feel anything at all. He was looking for someone like picking a needle in a haystack. He didn't know which world he was in what his last name was, and whether he had changed his appearance. Where should he go to find him? It was despairing to think about it.

Bai Siqiao was reading at home, starting from the first grade of elementary school, from the first to the sixth grade, and it was the same as what he had learned before—all basic common sense questions. What was different was that Bai Siqiao had a good memory for history, geography, and politics, which were things he learned in junior high school. He basically remembered everything he saw and turned the pages very quickly.

Bai Siting pushed the door into his room. He originally wanted to tell him that Master Huang was going to take the painting away, but when he saw that he was studying, he was shocked and forgot the purpose of coming. He opened the book and read it several times. It was really not a comic book with a textbook cover?

"Are you really studying? Are you okay?"

Bai Siqiao looked up at him helplessly, pitifully, "Brother is not okay at all. Brother wants to eat strawberry ice cream now. Can you help me get it?"

"No." Bai Siting rejected him mercilessly and said sarcastically, "What did you do earlier?"

"Yeah, what did you do earlier? Why didn't you study hard when you were a kid? If you have something in your head, do you still need to make up for it now?" Bai Siqiao became more and more angry as he spoke. He threw all the books he had read into a big box, half of which was already thrown away. "Too much! Bah!"

Seeing that he could still be so fierce after scolding him, Bai Siting went out speechlessly and brought back a piece of ice cream a while later.

Bai Siqiao took it with a smile and said with emotion, "Thank you."

"Just consider it as paying you back for buying me the skin," Bai Siting said proudly with his chest puffed out, "I am still the third in the server without the skin. That thing will only affect the speed of my sword drawing."

Bai Siqiao looked at him with admiration, his eyes full of worship. Bai Siting blushed. The brother who was a jerk finally realized how powerful he was. This look was... just like a fool, and he was easily fooled.

He hates it so much that his head hurts.

Bai Siqiao:?

After reading for a while, Li Fei called, "Are you busy tomorrow? I want to retouch an old photo of a wooden sword." He paused and smiled, "It sounds stupid, but to me, it's a treasure."

Bai Siqiao said slowly, "Come when you are free."

Li Fei's voice was a little low, "When I was a child, my eldest brother couldn't tolerate me, so my mother sent me to my grandfather's house. I grew up in my grandfather's house. I came back when I was ten years old. My grandpa's house is an ordinary farmhouse with a big yard. There is no air conditioning in the summer and no heating in the winter, but there is freedom."

His voice is getting lower and lower, "He passed away last year. My eldest brother tore up the only photo of us just to make me angry. The wooden sword was a birthday gift from my grandpa when I was a child. He carved it by himself, and it was also broken. He would destroy anything I cared about."

Bai Siqiao listened to him quietly, "It's okay, I will help you fix it. His things are broken, and no one can help him fix it."

Li Fei laughed out loud, "You're right, I'll find something to do, see you tomorrow, hahaha..."

From the sound of it, he went to make trouble for his brother.

The system reminded me nervously at this time: "Host, just now there was a very strong force checking your soul. This is the second time this week. Have you offended someone?"

Bai Siqiao ran to the window as if he had sensed something. In the quiet night, he could only see the faint light on the lawn. The shadows of the street lights in the distance were dim, and no pedestrians could be seen. There was no figure as he imagined. Bai Siqiao leaned against the window in disappointment. He began to lose his composure. Could that person be Mu Ke?

"Has that power left?"

System: "It's gone."

He suddenly thought of a question, "Have you been blocking my soul so that others can't find me?"

System: "Oh! Thank me for protecting you."

Bai Siqiao, "Withdraw it! Now! Right now!"

The author has something to say:

For some reason, I changed the title of this article. It was changed to "The System Kneeled and Begged Me to Become a God", although it is still not satisfactory, my mind is empty, and I can't think of a more suitable one~ QAQ

[*Sai: Message from the author when the chapter was published and the title has been changed again to the current title.]