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

Yang Guang turned and glanced at him.

Also.

It's normal that ordinary people can't see the soul.

Yang Guang didn't waste any words. He raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and slapped the prospective principal's left shoulder with a "smack".

Then it was the right shoulder.

The two invisible flames that had been burning on the principal's shoulders were instantly extinguished.

The principal suddenly shuddered.

A chill seeped from his very bones and instantly enveloped his entire body, as if he had been suddenly pushed into a cold storage room on a hot summer day.

"hiss……"

The principal gasped and instinctively hugged his arm.

then.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

Because he saw it.

Beside a large rock on the riverbank, a semi-transparent figure sat upright.

He was wearing a plaid shirt and a sun hat.

Holding a semi-transparent fishing rod in both hands, he leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed intently on the river surface.

The principal recognized that face all too well; who else could it be but He Qiang?

The principal's expression changed instantly.

From being out of breath, she was now burning with rage.

"He Qiang!"

The principal's voice trembled: "You bastard!"

"I got yelled at by your sister for a whole week because of you!"

"I've slept on the sofa for three days!"

My back is killing me!

"You're something else!"

"Are you fishing here?"

"Is your addiction really that serious?"

The principal grew angrier as he spoke, his bald head gleaming in the moonlight like an angry light bulb.

Yang Guang watched the principal's furious outburst and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Principal, calm down."

"He's in a ghost state right now, so he won't hear you if you call him."

The principal panicked: "What should we do then?"

"I just want to rush down and break that damn fishing rod of his!"

Yang Guang waved his hand: "Don't rush, I'll do it."

Done.

Yang Guang walked down the slope of the riverbank with his hands in his pockets.

The gravel underfoot crunched underfoot.

Chu Sheng followed behind, while Er Lengzi darted ahead, his four legs digging rapidly.

Upon reaching the riverbank, Yang Guang stopped before He Qiang's spirit.

Upon closer inspection, He Qiang's soul was in a relatively stable state, without any black aura entanglement or signs of being corroded by anything.

It's simply an addiction to fishing.

Yang Guang squatted down, tilting his head to examine He Qiang's satisfied face.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"That expression looks like he's won five million."

"What kind of fish is worth risking your life for?"

Yang Guang had barely finished speaking.

He Qiang's soul suddenly trembled violently.

His previously unfocused eyes suddenly burst forth with an extremely intense light.

He stood up from the big rock in a flash!

The movement was so swift, it was like someone had kicked you in the buttocks.

Yang Guang was startled and instinctively took half a step back.

"Holy crap?"

He Qiang was gripping the translucent fishing rod tightly with both hands, the tip of which was bent into an extremely exaggerated arc.

The fishing line was taut and gleamed faintly in the moonlight.

A huge splash of water erupted on the surface of the water.

Something is struggling frantically underwater.

He Qiang's soul trembled with excitement, letting out an extremely excited howl: "The fish is on the hook!"

Yang Guang was completely stunned.

He really didn't expect that he could fish even in his soul form.

And judging by the curve of the rod tip, the force of that thing underwater is quite considerable.

Yang Guang turned and glanced at Chu Sheng.

Chu Sheng also looked utterly bewildered, clasped his hands together, and muttered, "Amitabha, is this benefactor perhaps the chosen one of the fishing world?"

"Can a soul leaving the body catch fish?"

"If people in the fishing community found out about this, wouldn't they be hailed as gods?"

Yang Guang ignored him.

His attention was entirely on He Qiang.

to be frank.

Yang Guang is also very curious now.

What kind of thing can a soul catch while fishing in this state?

Could it be a fish from the underworld?

A lucky koi from the underworld?

Yang Guang put his hands in his pockets and decided not to rush into action until he had pulled the fish up.

Anyway, He Qiang's soul is still in a relatively stable state, so it won't make a difference if he stays for a while longer.

Moreover, Yang Guang admitted that he did want to see what the commotion was about.

On the river embankment.

The principal was so anxious he kept stamping his feet. "That bastard! He still wants to fish even in this state!"

Are you really not afraid of dying?

On the riverbank.

He Qiang's fish-playing skills are indeed top-notch.

Although it was in a soul state, those muscle memories and experiences were not lost at all.

Lower the rod tip, reel in the line, let out the line, and then reel in the line again.

The rhythm was controlled with extreme precision.

The struggle of the thing underwater was gradually weakening.

He Qiang was so excited his face was flushed, and he kept shouting, "They're here! They're here!"

"A huge fish! Absolutely a huge fish!"

"I've waited so many days, and we're finally open for business!"

"Hahaha, if Heaven hadn't given birth to He Qiang, I would have been fishing alone through the eternal darkness!"

"One fishing rod opens the gates to heaven!"

"Get up, sir!"

Yang Guang watched from the side, and couldn't help but smirk.

This guy is really into it, it's really exciting.

He Qiang suddenly jerked the rod, and a figure was violently pulled out from under the water.

Water splashed everywhere.

under the moonlight.

The object that was pulled out of the water traced an arc in the air before crashing onto the pebbles on the riverbank with a "plop".

He Qiang excitedly threw down his fishing rod and rushed over in three steps.

Yang Guang also joined in.

then.

Everyone was stunned.

It was simply because what was lying on the rubble was a dead fish.

The fish scales were dull and lifeless, its eyes were cloudy and whitish, and it emitted a rotten, fishy stench.

But the most outrageous thing is...

The fishhook was hanging in the mouth of the dead fish.

Straight talk!

Yang Guang stared at the dead fish on the ground, its white belly turned up, and remained silent for three seconds.

Then, unable to hold back, he immediately burst into laughter: "Pfft, hahahahahaha..."

Yang Guang bent over, his hands resting on his knees, laughing so hard his whole body was shaking.

The laughter echoed across the empty riverbank.

Yang Guang laughed until tears almost came out, pointing at the dead fish on the ground with one finger and clutching his stomach with the other.

"Waited for days, and all I got was a dead fish?"

"However, given your current situation, it seems quite reasonable for a dead fish to be right in the mouth."

Chu Sheng, standing to the side, couldn't hold back any longer. His round, chubby face turned bright red, and he clasped his hands together, desperately trying to suppress his laughter.

Er Lengzi went even further, lying on his back with his four legs in the air, his big tail slapping against the gravel, making a "pat pat pat" sound.

He Qiang's face instantly darkened.

He whirled around, glaring at Yang Guang: "What are you laughing at?"

He Qiang's voice was filled with a gritted-teeth anger, his temples throbbed, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Yang Guang cleared his throat and looked at He Qiang with a concerned expression: "I just want to ask, you've been fishing here for so many days, you're not a sucker, are you?"

Air Force guy?

These three words were like a knife to the fisherman's heart.

He Qiang's body stiffened abruptly.

His sallow face underwent an extremely complex change in that instant.

He Qiang's lips trembled slightly, and his voice shook: "I've been fishing for five days."

"Five days!"

"Not a single one has been featured!"

"Finally got one posted today!"

"Turns out it's a dead fish!"