The male supporting character was actually myself.

Spending more money to appease more wandering ghosts will not only avoid punishment but also accumulate good karma, allowing you to choose a life of great wealth and honor in your future reincarnation.

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze sweeping over his four disciples.

Jiang Chen naturally noticed them immediately, and for some reason, his gaze was drawn to one of the girls who looked to be around twenty years old.

She wasn't particularly stunning, but her fair skin and bright eyes gave her a delicate, girl-next-door look.

"Bai Ling, look how beautiful it is over there!" A slightly chubby female disciple patted her shoulder and exclaimed softly as she pointed to the park flashing past the window.

The girls' soft whispers caught Murong Liangchen's attention. He stared at Bai Ling and found her increasingly beautiful. In addition, given her status as a disciple of Tingfeng Valley, his mind began to wander.

A petite and charming girl just died, so I'm expanding my harem with a pretty girl next door. There are so many more ways to play with her now! Most importantly, with a Taoist master by my side, I'll never have to worry about evil spirits bothering me again.

According to Master Wang, if one can help a young Celestial Master achieve enlightenment, the merit will be considerable, and one will surely accumulate more good karma to be reborn into a good family. Oh no, perhaps one can even become an immortal official in the underworld and enjoy eternal peace and happiness!

Thinking of this, Murong Liangchen's eyes gleamed with lust as he stared at Bai Ling.

"Ahem!" Wang Baoyi, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and coughed coldly when he saw his gaze. "These four new disciples have just started cultivating in the valley. They need to follow experienced elders to the underworld to familiarize themselves with dealing with various ghosts."

When Gu Li heard that I was coming to Dujiang City on a business trip, she asked me to take the children to broaden their horizons.

After I finish dealing with Mr. Murong's matter, I will take them to the border of Dujiangyin, which is nearby. The Celestial Master is sacred and should not be profaned; Mr. Murong, please behave yourself.”

Chapter Eighteen: The Protagonist's Halo is Terrifying

The woman struggled desperately, but she was petite and weak. In addition, she was exhausted from running up so many stairs in shock and fright, so she was no longer able to resist.

However, just as her vision became blurry due to lack of oxygen, she suddenly witnessed a horrifying scene—a dark, shadowy crowbar appeared out of nowhere behind Murong Liangchen!

The next second, the crowbar was raised high and then brought down hard.

"Thump!" Murong Liangchen, who was furious and determined to kill someone, was hit on the back of the head, his eyes rolled back, and he was knocked unconscious to the ground.

The woman clutched her neck and gasped for breath. When she looked up to see the crowbar that had appeared out of nowhere, she found the stairwell empty!

Could it be... that ghost is helping me?

The terrified woman quickly clasped her hands together in prayer and ran downstairs.

The little white cat, paws on its hips, chuckled smugly, "Host, you saw that, meow? I, Little White, saved a life—it's a great act of merit! Hehehe~ I hope that girl is smart enough to run to the police quickly; this is attempted murder..."

"Ah!" Before it could finish speaking, a woman's brief exclamation suddenly came from downstairs, followed by a muffled thud and then silence.

Jiang Chen, who had witnessed this scene, frowned slightly, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

Sure enough, the little white cat curiously hopped over to check and saw the woman lying sprawled on her back at the bottom of the stairs, her neck broken and lifeless!

"Dead?! Dead?!" The fluffy ball's eyes widened. It went forward to check her breathing and, confirming she was dead, immediately became dejected. "Waaah~ I thought I could save her! The protagonist's halo is so unreasonable! Whoever it wants to die, they have to die! I'm so angry!"

It was meowing when a soul-collecting ghost floated down the dimly lit staircase.

The underworld official gently hooked the woman's soul out of the corpse. She clearly didn't want to die and cried and tried to throw herself onto her own body.

"Young lady, your lifespan has come to an end, why cling to this empty shell?" The soul-collecting underworld official said kindly, "Come with me, the human world is no longer a place for you to live."

The woman covered her face and cried bitterly, "No! I won't leave! I was killed by Murong Jiangchen, and even if I leave, I'll drag him down with me!"

The ghostly messenger flipped through the booklet in his hand and pointed it out to her. "Girl, your cause of death was a fall down the stairs in a hurry. It has nothing to do with anyone else. It can only be said that it was your destiny. Don't be so attached to it. Becoming a vengeful ghost will not only prevent you from taking revenge, but will also ruin your entire life. It's not worth it!"

"How can it not be related to him? He killed someone and was being haunted by a vengeful ghost, and I happened to witness it. He knew he was exposed and tried to kill me to silence me. Look at how he strangled my neck..." The woman bent down to try to find evidence of the attempted murder, but her neck was broken and twisted at an unbelievable angle, so it was impossible to tell that she had been strangled.

The soul-collecting underworld official continued slowly and deliberately, "If he didn't push you down the stairs and kill you, it doesn't count as murder. The truth will be revealed in the underworld. Let's go, there's nothing to linger about."

The woman's soul cried and sobbed for a while before finally being taken away. The little white cat squatted dejectedly in front of the corpse, its face drooping, feeling very angry.

Under the protagonist's halo, Murong Liangchen quickly woke up and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the woman who had fallen to her death in the stairwell. He then weighed the pros and cons and called his lawyer, asking him to come over and handle the matter.

If a rich man's mistress dies unexpectedly, and it doesn't involve murder, it can be settled with a few dollars at most. Even if a naive girl tries her best to expose him, it's useless.

The security cameras in the stairwell broke down at just the right moment;

The victim's family, who favored sons over daughters, only wanted compensation and didn't care how the person died.

With the protagonist's halo acting up and his wealth providing double support, the mistress's death was resolved and handled properly on the same day.

Duan Tang and the others haven't been able to make their appearance yet. Without the blessing of talismans, Jiang Chen and the little white cat can't contact each other and can only watch and wait for news from Captain Xiao Gui in the VIP room.

At 8:15 p.m. that evening, Wang Baoyi led four young disciples who had just joined Tingfeng Valley to Dujiang City Station.

"It's said that our Fourth Grandmaster of Listening Wind Valley is the most powerful Celestial Master, who once set a record of defeating an evil spirit in thirty seconds! We're so lucky to be able to go out and train with our Fourth Grandmaster right after joining the sect!"

"Yes, yes, before I set off, my master told me to listen to my fourth grandmaster, because even a few words of guidance would save me from many detours."

"Shh! Keep your voice down. Can't you see that Fourth Grand Uncle is meditating and resting? Don't talk..."

…………

Murong Liangchen had his driver bring the most luxurious business car to pick him up personally. After getting in the car, he sat next to Wang Tianshi without saying a word.

He was really worried that the woman who had fallen to her death would also turn into a vengeful ghost and come back to haunt him, so he pondered how to keep Master Wang by his side for a while to ensure that nothing went wrong.

With such a bright and promising future ahead, we can't let a few devils ruin our enjoyment.

After learning that ghosts really exist, he did worry about what would happen after his death. But Master Wang patted his chest and guaranteed that as long as he spent a little money to hold a Dharma assembly to save all living beings, and helped those lonely ghosts ascend to the Pure Land as soon as possible, and bought more paper money and ingots to burn and give to poor ghosts, then the good and evil deeds would be settled and the evil deeds he had done would be offset.

Since the merits and demerits can be offset, it's just a matter of a few lives.

Spending more money to appease more wandering ghosts will not only avoid punishment but also accumulate good karma, allowing you to choose a life of great wealth and honor in your future reincarnation.

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze sweeping over his four disciples.

Jiang Chen naturally noticed them immediately, and for some reason, his gaze was drawn to one of the girls who looked to be around twenty years old.

She wasn't particularly stunning, but her fair skin and bright eyes gave her a delicate, girl-next-door look.

"Bai Ling, look how beautiful it is over there!" A slightly chubby female disciple patted her shoulder and exclaimed softly as she pointed to the park flashing past the window.

The girls' soft whispers caught Murong Liangchen's attention. He stared at Bai Ling and found her increasingly beautiful. In addition, given her status as a disciple of Tingfeng Valley, his mind began to wander.

A petite and charming girl just died, so I'm expanding my harem with a pretty girl next door. There are so many more ways to play with her now! Most importantly, with a Taoist master by my side, I'll never have to worry about evil spirits bothering me again.

According to Master Wang, if one can help a young Celestial Master achieve enlightenment, the merit will be considerable, and one will surely accumulate more good karma to be reborn into a good family. Oh no, perhaps one can even become an immortal official in the underworld and enjoy eternal peace and happiness!

Thinking of this, Murong Liangchen's eyes gleamed with lust as he stared at Bai Ling.

"Ahem!" Wang Baoyi, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them and coughed coldly when he saw his gaze. "These four new disciples have just started cultivating in the valley. They need to follow experienced elders to the underworld to familiarize themselves with dealing with various ghosts."

When Gu Li heard that I was coming to Dujiang City on a business trip, she asked me to take the children to broaden their horizons.

After I finish dealing with Mr. Murong's matter, I will take them to the border of Dujiangyin, which is nearby. The Celestial Master is sacred and should not be profaned; Mr. Murong, please behave yourself.”

Chapter Nineteen: After countless encounters, has he finally won the heart of one person?

Damn it! I can't even take a look?

They have the audacity to say that the Celestial Master is sacred and inviolable, yet you still come running over here for a few stinking bucks.

Murong Liangchen was displeased, but since he needed someone's help, he could only temporarily restrain his gaze and stop staring at the other person with a disapproving look.

Wang Baoyi secretly observed his micro-expression changes and smiled coldly to himself.

As far as he knew, Murong Jiangchen was a gentle, talented, well-mannered, and promising young man, a far cry from the lecherous scoundrel in front of him who was foul-mouthed, had no manners, and was completely rude.

In this light, the evil spirit that was suppressed and driven away back then might actually be Murong Jiangchen himself, while the one in front of us is just a fake who looks exactly like him!

However, it doesn't matter whether it's true or false, as long as the money that ends up in your pocket is real.

Wang Baoyi planned to follow the clues and dig deeper. Once he had a firm grasp on the counterfeit goods, money would naturally not be a problem, and he would save himself the trouble of running around so hard for a few dollars.

“Bai Ling…” Jiang Chen tapped his fingers lightly on the table, a feeling of inexplicable intimacy welling up in his heart.

The image that flashed in the giant bronze mirror with the bug involuntarily popped into my mind. Could it be her?

Will the girl the bug led him to find keep reuniting with him in different mission worlds?

He recalled the completely different faces on the machine in the script selection space, some plump and some slender. Wasn't he also constantly changing his appearance and identity when entering the virtual mission world? Sure enough, after a thousand encounters, he finally won the heart of one person.

This conclusion left Jiang Chen somewhat bewildered. The mystery of his entry into the virtual world had not yet been solved, and now a new mystery had been added. What was most frustrating was—how could he prove his conjecture?

How about... we ask the bug?

Hopefully, the bugs in this mission world still have energy, but how can I take Bai Ling to the Underworld again to look in the bronze mirror?

How can Qu Wenqing establish a stronger cooperative relationship?

Every now and then, he would provide the Ghost King with some evil ghost cores so that he could act as an agent to trade them and make a profit. The cooperation was going very well so far, but as the manager of the underworld, Qu Wenqing probably didn't need cores or anything like that, right?

Just as Jiang Chen was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Hey bro, got some rest?" The little devil captain's voice rang out from outside the door. "The recharge function you applied for is now active. You can see it if you close and restart it. Also, there's news about the soul-capturing underworld messenger I helped you find. When do you have time to meet up for a drink?"

He immediately stood up and replied, "I'm free right now, just a moment!"

The little devil captain stood smiling at the door, feeling quite pleased with himself.

Since this wealthy man came to Wangxiangtai, the previously mundane tasks in the government office have become much easier and more profitable.

When it's not free, you can't see a ghost on the Wangxiang Terrace for ten days or half a month. When you're on duty here, you either sleep or play cards to pass the time. Although it's not tiring, there's no money to be made, and you're always hungry.

Unexpectedly, the winds shifted immediately after Murong Jiangchen arrived!

They still didn't have to do any work, spending their days sitting in the duty hall playing cards to pass the time, while all sorts of delicious ghost food, fine wine, and snacks were served in a continuous stream.

Besides food and drink, Murong Jiangchen would always bring back several portions of daily necessities to share with everyone whenever he went down the mountain to buy them. They were all high-end goods of considerable value! The benefits he had gained in just these few days exceeded his total income for at least the previous ten years.

Such a rare and wealthy patron deserves to be treated well, right?

If we make Murong Jiangchen happy and feel good one day, we might even get one or two evil spirit inner cores. That would be a huge profit!

"Where would you like to go for a drink?" Jiang Chen asked as he came out of the room and closed the door behind him. "What level are the Soul-Binding Underworld Messengers? Which tier do you think we should invite?"

The young captain rubbed his hands together and said with a grin, "Those who run field missions, even if they have a little bit of power, they've seen a bit of the world. You'd better be prepared to spend some money, buddy."

Putting everything else aside, there must be at least one second-grade ghost food as the grand finale, followed by two first-grade ghost foods, and the rest can be whatever is of no grade. After the meal, you also have to give the person a red envelope containing no less than 40,000 underworld coins; that's the rule.

Once the money's in place, things will be much easier, right? If you think it's acceptable, we can meet up with him anytime!

However, this kind of thing shouldn't be done in a restaurant.

Those ghosts are talkative and gossipy; if a mischievous ghost happens to see us, it might make a big deal out of nothing. It's safer and more convenient to prepare food and drinks and have a small gathering here.

I thought it would cost a lot, but it turns out I only need a second-grade ghost food?

Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The ghost messengers in the underworld also had a hard time. They might not get to eat a bite of high-grade ghost food for half a year or a year.