This Ghost Is so Real

My name is Zhou Ming. On my 22nd birthday, I died on the street in July and a half while trying to catch a robber. I didn't go to heaven, nor did I go to hell. A drunken woman in red threw me a token—want to be the local city god? First save up 100 incense points, the time limit is one month. Benefit? With a plan, I can still find my missing sister. Trouble? Outside the Chenghuang Temple there were all the spirits who wanted to eat me, and my first 'customer' was the victim who was robbed yesterday. There is no other way. The City God cannot be a hand-off shopkeeper, so he can only recruit a few living people to work for me. After all, you have to roll even if you die. I thought I would feel guilty for using the fruits of their labor for nothing! I didn't expect their enthusiasm to be so intense. Why! Who says there aren't many good people! !