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

However, the next second, Zhang Xu knelt down directly in front of Yang Guang.

Yang Guang looked down at him and instantly felt bored.

What was Zhang Xu like during his lifetime?

Arrogant and domineering, with an invincible attitude.

They treat women as playthings, the law as waste paper, and other people's lives as worthless.

If you dare ask him to kneel before you, he'll dig up your family's ancestral graves first.

But what about now?

The once arrogant and unruly rich second-generation ghost knelt before Yang Guang.

The arrogance he once possessed was long gone.

Zhang Xu raised his head, his face, pale to the point of being almost transparent, was filled with the relief of surviving a disaster.

"Thank you, Celestial Master."

Yang Guang looked at him, remained silent for two seconds, and then sighed disdainfully: "Tsk~"

"to be honest."

"I still prefer your previous rebellious self."

"Now that you're kneeling and thanking me, I'm too embarrassed to mock you anymore."

Yang Guang crossed his legs and tapped his fingers on the armrest: "Alright, stop kneeling."

"Tell me everything you know, in detail."

"How were you refined? Who refined you? And what happened to your father?"

"Also, what did you mean by 'save your dad'?"

Yang Guang paused for a moment, then added, "Don't try to fool me."

"Looking at you right now, even a fart from me could blow you away."

Zhang Xu knelt on the ground, so weak that his soul, which might fall apart at any moment, swayed slightly.

He raised his almost transparent face and looked at Yang Guang.

"After I died, the underworld officials sent my soul home, so I didn't go to the underworld."

"ha?"

"What the hell did you say?"

"Did the underworld officials send you home?"

Yang Guang's pupils immediately contracted. How come there's something to do with ghosts here again?

Yang Guang's buttocks bounced off the armchair: "Say that again?"

"Are you sure it was the underworld officials who brought you home?"

Zhang Xu knelt in the center of the main room, his weakened, almost broken soul swaying, but he still repeated, "Yes!"

"After I died, a messenger from the underworld sent my soul directly home!"

"They didn't send me to the underworld!"

In Yang Guang's mind, a long-dormant nerve was suddenly activated.

A mysterious figure.

It's another underworld messenger.

That thing that tricked over eighty souls out of me last time, although I beat it to a pulp, it didn't die completely.

Yang Guang tried to investigate afterward, but found no clues whatsoever.

That thing vanished into thin air; you couldn't even catch a glimpse of it.

Did not expect ah.

After searching high and low without finding it, a new pitfall appears amidst the darkness.

The clue actually came out of that scumbag Zhang Xu's mouth?

Yang Guang sat back down in the armchair, his hands resting on the armrests, his index fingers tapping the wood rhythmically.

He stared at Zhang Xu, narrowing his eyes: "What does that underworld official look like?"

Zhang Xu recalled for a few seconds and briefly described the characteristics of that underworld official.

Although it wasn't very clear, it was enough for Yang Guang!

That bastard!

I've finally caught you red-handed!

Yang Guang leaned back, crossed his legs, and his expression instantly switched from his previous nonchalant attitude to a rare coldness.

"Go on."

"Pour out everything you know."

Zhang Xu knelt on the ground, his semi-transparent body trembling slightly.

He was silent for two seconds before finally speaking.

"My dad used to run a small business. He owned a building materials shop in Fengdu, and even the storefront was rented."

"Later, I went abroad to Thailand to inspect a building materials exhibition, and I met someone there."

"A...master."

Yang Guang raised an eyebrow.

Grandmaster.

These days, nine and a half out of ten monks who call themselves "masters" are just people who got scammed while getting Thai massages.

"My father invited him back to China, spent a lot of money to support him, built a Buddhist shrine for him, and made regular offerings to him every month."

"Ever since that master came into our family, my dad's business has been on a roll."

"Projects that competitors used to fight tooth and nail for were now secured with just a few steps during that period."

"When signing the contracts, those bosses were like they were under a spell; they signed them without even realizing it."

"And those who didn't cooperate are all dead."

Yang Guang stopped tapping: "How do you want to die?"

Zhang Xu raised his almost transparent face, which was filled with the fear of surviving a catastrophe: "Anyway, there were all sorts of ways to die."

"Some died in car accidents, some died suddenly, and some jumped off buildings."

"Anyway, no one who goes against my dad ends up well."

"My dad used this to go from being a small shop owner selling building materials on the street to becoming the richest man in Fengdu in just a few years."

Yang Guang snorted coldly.

Good guy.

Did they pay a wicked monk to be their private assassin?

This account of Chengwu's rise to wealth is practically a living textbook on "how to get rich by using the Ghost Buddha to speculate in stocks".

"So you were so arrogant when you were alive because your family had this backing you up?"

Zhang Xu paused for two seconds, then nodded: "I didn't know the specific details before."

"I only know that there is a Buddhist master in my family, but my dad doesn't let me go near the Buddhist shrine."

"It wasn't until after I died, when the underworld messenger sent me home, that I truly witnessed just how sinister that master and the things he worshipped really were."

Yang Guang narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "So you went to Lin Ran's funeral to cause trouble, trying to kill Lin Ran's entire family."

"Is it because you think that with a master backing you up, you can walk sideways even after you die?"

A complex expression flashed across Zhang Xu's face.

"right."

Yang Guang couldn't help but laugh, but there was no warmth in his laughter: "You're really something, Young Master Zhang."

"They harmed the living while they were alive, and they want to continue harming the dead."

"Even if you spend this life plus the next life plus the life after that, you may not be able to repay the sins you have committed."

Zhang Xu did not offer any explanation.

His spirit knelt on the cold bluestone slab, his head bowed low.

Yang Guang didn't intend to dwell on this topic, since these were things that had already happened, and there was no point in cursing them back.

He was more concerned with something else.

"And then?"

Zhang Xu suddenly raised his head and said, "Later, in order to avenge me, my father had the master try to kill you."

"Then I saw a wisp of black energy emerge from the strange Buddha statue that that bastard Taigu had been worshipping."

"It disappeared in the blink of an eye."

"oh."

"Oh, right."

"When you first sent me in, that bastard Taigu also performed some kind of ritual, I think he sent a little devil to kill you."

"Only the kid is gone."

Yang Guang's brow twitched slightly. So it was all their doing?

However, when the evil Buddha used his evil energy to torment him, how come he didn't feel anything at all?

and many more.

Yang Guang suddenly remembered something, and he turned to look at the husky.

Er Lengzi just said that one night, a dark-looking thing rushed into the yard and was caught and chewed up by the two stone unicorns at the gate!

Could that thing be the evil energy that the evil Buddha separated from?

Holy crap?

So Zhang Chengwu spent a fortune, worshipped the evil Buddha for years, and accumulated countless trump cards, only to have them chewed up like snacks by the two stone lions at the entrance of his courtyard?