He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

Yang Guang was utterly speechless.

She rolled her eyes dramatically.

Stop making a fuss over nothing!

"Your brain is full of lewd nonsense, isn't it?"

"With your measly ribs and fat, even if you paid me to look at them, I'd still find them an eyesore!"

"I'm a respectable person!"

Yang Guang curled his lip in disgust and continued, "What I want are the loose threads on your underwear."

"Take a longer one."

Hearing that all they needed was a thread, the three felt as if they had been granted a pardon.

They all let out a long sigh of relief.

He quickly turned around, his back to everyone, and began a frantic, rustling tug-of-war.

Li Qiang is really too fat.

His fingers were as thick as small carrots.

He struggled for a long time to catch that tiny loose thread, sweating profusely with anxiety. Finally, he gritted his teeth and squeezed hard with his fingers.

Stab it!

A very clear tearing sound rang out.

Li Qiang gasped.

With that effort, he tore a large hole in his underwear.

The fat at the base of my thighs felt a chill run through me.

Half a minute later.

Three cotton threads, imbued with the pure essence of teenage high school boys, were handed to Yang Guang.

One is red, one is blue, and one is an extremely striking fluorescent green.

Yang Guang picked up the fluorescent green thread with a look of disgust.

I could even smell a strange, indescribable odor from a great distance.

It's obvious without even guessing that this must be a treasured possession of Wang Lei, the secondhand underwear collecting maniac.

He suppressed his disgust, pinched the end of the thread, and wrapped it around the waist of one of the paper figures.

They entangled each other tightly, circle after circle.

Finally, a very secure knot was tied.

The other two were used in the same manner, and were wrapped around the waists of the remaining two paper figures.

After doing all this.

Yang Guangchong and the other two beckoned with their index fingers: "Come closer and lower your heads."

The three of them moved forward like quails.

They lined up obediently in front of the desk, sticking their heads out.

Without any warning, Yang Guang's five fingers formed a claw and shot out like lightning, grabbing Zhang Ming's head with a sudden yank.

Zhang Ming let out a piercing scream.

He covered his head with both hands and jumped three feet high on the spot.

Yang Guang ignored his wails and, with a swift movement, struck Li Qiang and Wang Lei twice, and they followed suit.

He neatly arranged three small tufts of short hair, pulled out by the roots, on the table.

He casually picked up the office glue on the table.

Squeeze out three lumps.

Paste these three clumps of dandruff-covered hair onto the foreheads of the three paper figures.

"The final step."

Yang Guang produced a slender silver needle from somewhere and shook it in his hand.

His voice gleamed menacingly under the light: "Stretch out your hand."

This time, the three of them learned their lesson.

Knowing there was no way to avoid it, he closed his eyes and shakily extended his right index finger.

Yang Guang moved extremely quickly.

Following their fingers, each person pressed a bright red fingerprint onto the forehead of their respective paper figure.

Complete this tedious procedure.

Yang Guang pulled out the last three blank yellow talismans from his pocket.

He grabbed the fine Duan inkstone next to him and poured a small amount of cinnabar powder into it from his tattered cloth bag.

Yang Guang's brush moved swiftly, sketching rapidly on the three yellow talismans.

In just a few seconds.

Three talismans, each brimming with a strange power, were created in one go to ward off evil and avert disaster.

One for each person.

"Here you go."

Zhang Ming and his two companions seemed to have grasped the last bastion of immunity from death.

He snatched the thin yellow paper like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, clutching it tightly to his chest with both hands.

Their devout expressions suggested they wished they could find an incense burner right now and enshrine the talisman.

Yang Guang looked at them and warned, "This talisman represents your lives tonight."

"Put it in your innermost pocket."

"Even when you're sleeping, you have to stuff it into your belt and lock it in place!"

"If anyone doesn't listen, don't blame me if they die."

The three men were so frightened that their legs went weak, and they nodded their heads like they were pounding garlic.

The frequency is extremely high.

I wish I could take a needle and thread and sew this talisman right into my flesh right now.

Just when the air seemed to freeze.

The head of teaching, who had been hiding behind a large potted plant by the office door, now put on a fawning smile and walked up to Yang Guang.

"Yang, classmate!"

"Your skill in drawing talismans is simply a masterpiece of nature!"

"Could you do me the trouble and draw me one for self-defense too?"

These words were spoken.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

They all looked at him with incomprehension.

The principal was so angry that he kicked him.

This fat pig usually seems quite shrewd and capable.

How come at this crucial moment, all you can think about is shit?

"Get out of my way!"

"Are you out of your mind?!"

"What's it to you?"

The dean of students, his face flushed, said hastily, "Principal, I really wasn't trying to cause trouble!"

"Yang said in class that my forehead looked dark!"

"They even said I'd be in for some bloodshed today!"

"I'm scared too."

"I was thinking, 'If we can save him, we will.'"

Done.

The dean of students looked at Yang Guang with a forced smile and said, "Yang, could you please help me out?"

"I know the rules, I will never take advantage of others!"

"so."

"How much do you want? Can I buy it?"

Yang Guang looked at him with a half-smile and said, "It's alright, you're thick-skinned, you won't die."

"Just keep your heart in your pants."

"..."

But Yang Guang already said that, how could he possibly feel at ease!

Just as he was about to say something, Yang Guang looked at the principal and said, "Principal, why don't you have someone make arrangements for the three of them?"

"Keep them at school and don't let them go anywhere else."

"Let everyone else have a holiday first."

"OK!"

"I immediately told him to make the arrangements."

Done.

The principal looked directly at the dean of students, but before the principal could speak, Yang Guang said first, "Principal, you should let someone else make the arrangements."

"I still have something to ask the director."

The principal was taken aback, but still nodded: "Alright then."

"Then I'll have the vice principal arrange it!"

soon.

All the other irrelevant personnel had left, leaving only Yang Guang, Lin Yue, the principal, and the dean of students in the office.

However, the head of the teaching department looked noticeably unnatural.

He was even more apprehensive.

Obviously.

At this moment, I don't know what he's imagining.

Anyway, I felt quite uncomfortable.

Neither Lin Yue nor the principal knew why Yang Guang had deliberately kept the head of the teaching department behind.

But at that moment, Yang Guang looked at the dean of students with a smile and asked, "Dean, you should be very familiar with that incident from back then, right?"

"How is it?"

"Why don't you tell me?"

"what?"

"I...I'm not familiar with it?"

The head of student affairs trembled and immediately shook his head, protesting, "That happened over twenty years ago. How could I possibly remember it after so long?"

"No!"

"You remember!"

Yang Guang looked at him sarcastically and said, "Director, I'm giving you a chance."

"If you don't tell me, don't blame me for saving you."