It's time, it's time to become an evil god

The children stood up, bowed slightly to say goodbye to the teacher, packed up their textbooks and homework, and went home with their schoolbags on their backs.When passing by the yard, the children all nodded to Xu Junfang politely saying hello uncle.

The tutoring children left one after another, until the last child was picked up by the parents, the man standing in the living room supported a cane, first opened the listening software, and the broadcaster inside was reading an online novel aloud.

He slowly sat on the sofa, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip.

Pale white jasmine floats in the tea water, and it smells faintly of sweet-scented osmanthus.

He showed a satisfied smile, and said to Xu Junfang in the yard, "Junfang, come in."

Xu Junfang stepped into the living room carrying a bag of lychees, looked at the addition, subtraction, multiplication, division and ancient poems written on it, and laughed dumbfoundedly, "I didn't expect Brother Zhang to hide here and secretly open a cram school."

"Actually, this is not a cram school."

The man known as Senior Brother Zhang said with a chuckle, "The people who live in this urban village are not considered rich. Many couples need to work from dawn to dusk. They don't have time or money to pay for going to outside child care centers and cram schools. Expensive. Your brother and I worked as a repairman when I was young, and I also carried cement on the construction site, opened a canteen, and taught for a while. Later, I was hit by a drunk driver and broke my leg. Let’s make do with it, let’s use our spare energy and help the children of the residents here with their homework.”

Xu Junfang fell into silence.

"sit down."

Brother Zhang poured a cup of tea for Xu Junfang. He held a nine-jointed staff and said with a smile, "One is fate, two is luck, three is Fengshui, four is accumulating Yin virtue and five is reading. The family living here is struggling. Dare to suffer from serious illness and pain, but you can only grit your teeth to support it. The children of the poor have no life, no power, no virtue, and reading is their only chance to change their background. Your brother and I are getting old, so I can help."

The corner of Xu Junfang's mouth twitched, and after hesitating for a moment, he whispered, "There has been a little change, senior brother. The underworld dragon you arranged at the gate of ghosts died, and the yin stagnation accumulated in the ghost street was broken. The first plan is basically hopeless." gone."

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but slowly closed his eyes, his expression neither surprised nor happy, "Oh, it seems that destiny cannot be violated, do you still need me to be the lamp in the end?"

Instead, there was a silence.

"When are you going to do it?"

"A little more preparation is needed, Senior Brother Zhang."

Xu Junfang asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid of death?"

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, poked him on the head, and said with a smile, "Are you confused? How many times have we all died?"

"No, I'm talking about real death, and this time there's really nothing left."

Xu Junfang said seriously, "Memory, consciousness and even soul are all gone."

"Of course, not afraid."

The middle-aged man showed a mischievous smile that didn't fit his age, "There's nothing terrible about death. What people fear is that their own death is worthless."

"value……"

Xu Junfang didn't continue to discuss these with him, but changed the subject, "According to the intelligence of the eyeliner, this is not the operation of the Special Affairs Bureau, and I suspect that the player hunter is behind the scenes."

"Player hunter? When will these ghosts die?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing out loud, raised his head to look at the sky full of dark clouds, and heard the dull thunder rolling, he shook his head and said, "Mr. Fang, everything we have pursued for hundreds of years is against the laws of heaven and damages the way of heaven. Things that hurt nature and reason, let alone those self-styled old antiques of the Prophecy and Wei School, I am afraid that God will not be able to stand it, and I wish I could kill us with a thunderbolt, hahahaha cough."

The middle-aged man coughed violently, covered his mouth with his hands, and when he let go, his hands were covered with scarlet blood, but his eyes were unprecedentedly determined, "There is no time, everything needs a price, needs blood."

The purple lotus placed in the water tank in the corner of the yard suddenly bloomed one after another, densely packed into the small water tank.

The petals of the Zijin lotus are crystal clear, like a dream, and have great luck.

Seeing it, Xu Junfang froze in place.

"Brother, you..."

There was a hoarse sound of electricity coming from the poor-quality amplifier, and the online novel played had reached the stage of the heart-pumping Peng Bai. A burst of thunder roared past, and the storyteller's impassioned voice echoed in the living room.

——"Great Sage, what do you want to go here?"

——"Treading the southern sky, breaking the sky."

——"If you never come back..."

——"I will never return!"

Brother Zhang walked to the door with a nine-jointed stick, looked up at the sky, showed a disdainful expression, and said silently, "Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go."

"Hey, hey, isn't it sir, beating a king won't make you so impassioned, right? In summary, it's just..."

The sudden sound from the corner made the two people present raise their heads subconsciously, and saw a young man sitting on the wall with his feet dangling, looking at them with a smile.

"Monkey places an order, and if you don't give it, you will deliver it?"

Chapter 82 Human Completion Project 6K

[-]-word chapters, now it may lead to chaotic chapters after being reviewed first, so all chapters can only be merged and published together

Bai Ge jumped down from the wall and stood in front of the two of them. The other party immediately showed a guarded attitude, scanning the mysterious young man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Are you a guy from the Special Affairs Bureau? No, you don't have that kind of aura on you, and you can't even sense the player's aura."

Xu Junfang didn't feel that unique aura from him, frowned and said, "How did you find this place?"

Bai Ge pointed to his own eyes, and said, "To be honest, if it weren't for the yin energy accumulated in the sky to form a whirlpool and gather on this person, I probably wouldn't have found the culprit of you two. Even passing by Hearing your conversations, I would call the phone number of the mental hospital to ask them to come over and arrest people together with the enthusiastic people."

Xu Junfang noticed the strange gleam in the other party's eyes, and showed a suddenly realized expression, "Is it the eye of truth... I feel that I have underestimated you guys, no wonder the anti-tracking technique applied on the body has no response, It turned out to be following Yin Qi.”

Bai Ge was also uneasy in his heart, just after stepping here out of curiosity, he got the voice of the mission reminder.

[Open the hidden mission: Prevent the revival of the strange monster lotus]

[Failure Punishment: Obliteration]

[Reward props: Necronomicon (rare), ancient god clay doll (legendary), perfect quality recovery potion, ancient god's blood (rare)]

Seeing such a generous reward, Bai Ge would have wanted to run away if it hadn't been for the obliteration of the mission failure ending.

He glanced at the panel whose level was almost raised to LV7, his face pale.

Is this Wei Ming Yixin who played directly in the heyday of playing a wolf just after he entered the game?

Could it be that Hidetaka Miyazaki is also involved behind this broken system?

The corner of Bai Ge's mouth twitched, trying to maintain a calm expression.

"Before you do it, let me tell you a story."

The middle-aged man leaning on a nine-jointed stick sat down slowly, and whispered, "We are not bad people, and of course we are not good people in the true sense."

"Although I killed a whole street of people in one night and kept making money for death for the sake of Yin Qi, am I a good person?"

Bai Ge sneered, "Your Excellency is not afraid of moral criticism at all because you have no morals?"

"Does this urban village in the old city seem to be the epitome of human society?"

He didn't directly answer Bai Ge's words, but a tenderness flashed in his eyes, "This place is full of people who are struggling in the quagmire and just want to survive. Look, the old Wang who rents a room next door is already in the late stage of uremia. But because his son was going to school and refused to spend money on medical treatment, he could only choose to hide it from his family. Lao Li, who was diagonally opposite the door, fell on the construction site and had to lie on the bed with his wife to take care of him. The compensation was squandered by his gambling son. The one who bloomed was the grandpa who was abandoned by his children and only made a living by picking up rubbish. A few days ago, he was hit by a drunk driving car while picking up rubbish on the street. Ali, a high school student who takes care of her mother with cerebral palsy, is going to take the college entrance examination this year."

The middle-aged man has lived in this urban village for decades, his neighbors are like countless treasures, and he has deep and inseparable feelings.

"They are at the bottom of the society, and they are the garbage that some people who make millions of dollars a year don't look at them."

"Being scolded online as lazy and poor, with low quality, disgusting and lowly, full of hostility. Don't work hard and complain about society all day long."

"When taking the subway, I am even afraid of being considered dirty. I would rather sit on the ground than dare to sit on the seat."

Senior Brother Zhang seemed to recall something, and muttered to himself, "They just came from bad backgrounds, and they didn't think about harming others."

Those well-dressed people walking among the high-rise buildings are not even willing to look at the struggling people, and their indifferent eyes are full of superiority.

Residents in the dilapidated old city, familiar faces, bleak life, eyes full of pity and kindness.

Every life wants to live hard.

Xu Junfang added coldly, "Your Excellency, have you ever seen the lack of food in times of famine, unable to feed your children, and you chose to sell your own children to Taoism, only to find out after a few years that the children were peeled and stripped to make wicks? Don’t children starve to death, but voluntarily cut their flesh? My brother and I have lived for a hundred years, a thousand years, and have witnessed too many tragedies.”

Bai Ge's heart shuddered, and he always felt that what the two of them were plotting was not a petty move, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

"End of this man-eating world."

The middle-aged man glanced at his watch, walked to the water tank with a nine-jointed staff, and folded a lotus flower of funds from top to bottom.

The lotus bloomed by Yin Qi quickly withered in his hands, the middle-aged man muttered to himself, "The Ghost Street in Xu City has cultivated Yin Qi for hundreds of years, I just want to use Yin Qi as a seed , the bone of the underworld dragon is the root marrow, the blood moon is the foundation, and a lotus flower is urged to grow. It is a pity that the underworld dragon was destroyed, and most of the yin energy that had been raised for hundreds of years was also overflowed. It is almost impossible to grow a Taoist lotus The only thing I can do is to use my flesh and soul as a lamp to nourish the lotus."

Bai Ge's eyelids twitched, an ominous premonition filled his heart, his palms were already sweating with tension, "What the hell is a Taoist lotus?"

"It is a 'monster' that can pull all human beings who see the blood moon unconsciously into a grand dream. In reality, human beings no longer maintain their human form and are absorbed by the monster into lotus flowers on the branches. The dream The time in it is slowed down to the extreme, and everyone will continue to live peacefully, and all their regrets and wishes in reality will be fulfilled in dreams."

"Birth is happy, all beings are equal, no sickness, healthy growth, happy family, successful career, no gap between rich and poor, no bloody and terrifying player games, everyone can realize life ideals and values ​​in the dream, the dream In the end, lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by children and grandchildren, I died of old age without regrets, and lived my whole life.”

The middle-aged man's plan made Baige's scalp tingle, and he stared at him intently.

This is a fucking talent, it would be a pity not to formulate a human completion plan.

"For this plan, I have deceived all the senior officials of the Prophecy School. Although some conditions are not yet ripe, it is enough."

Bai Ge couldn't help asking, "Who the hell are you?"

"My surname is Zhang, each character has a corner, Zhangjiao."

The nine-stalk staff in his hand flickered with arc fire, becoming more and more dazzling.

This ordinary middle-aged man who used to carry cement bags on the construction site, patched shoes, repaired bicycles, and delivered food delivery had a smile on his lips.

He raised his hand high, with ten fingers like hooks, pointing to the sky, "Today, we will save all mankind at the cost of flesh and soul."

"..."

Zhang Jiao stuck his cane on the ground, which stirred the thunder, and the thunder rolled.

"Brother Junfang, brother, let's go first."

Putting away the last touch of nostalgia for this world in his eyes, he folded his hands together and said calmly, "Goodbye."

The skin of Zhang Jiao's feet began to harden, turning into rough and sturdy bark. Branches and buds began to emerge from the skin all over his body, and swaying flowers bloomed.The physical transformation is extremely painful, but there is only a peaceful and gentle expression on the face that is slowly turning into a tree trunk.

"It's called Dizang. In the world of five turbidities, people, heaven and hell, it is always an incarnation, saving all living beings and keeping them from disasters."

In his hand, he twisted a lotus flower that was formed by the gathering of countless yin qi, and said softly, "It's full of suffering, it's really frightening."

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?"

Behind Zhang Jiao looms a merciful Bodhisattva of great wish, Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, adorned with a jeweled crown, holding a pearl in his left hand and a tin staff in his right, sitting on a green lotus flower with thousands of leaves, his eyes slightly closed.

Ordinary people living in the old city are ignorant, but they all feel a warm and peaceful breeze blowing slowly.

The gathered Yin Qi was completely absorbed, and a blood-red moon hung in midair.

Blood Moon is coming!

The off-duty people in the old city looked up and saw this blood-red moon without exception.