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

Jia Youcai lay motionless on the ground, unresponsive.

Er Lengzi panicked and quickly moved closer to Jia Youcai's face, first nudging his face with his dog nose.

There was no movement.

Er Lengzi gritted his teeth: "It's over, it's over, those old fogies are definitely in shock."

"No, I have to use my ultimate move!"

Thinking about this...

Er Lengzi took a deep breath, then suddenly opened his dog mouth, and his tongue, which was at least ten centimeters long, lashed out.

They began a brutal and inhumane rescue of Jia Youcai's wrinkled old face.

*Smack!*

"Slurp!"

"Smack smack!"

Er Lengzi's tongue was like a wet mop, rubbing back and forth on Jia Youcai's face.

The thick dog saliva instantly washed Jia Youcai's face.

Mixed with the mud from the bottom of the pit, Jia Youcai's face became a muddy palette.

Even Jia Youcai's hair was smooth and shiny.

About half a minute later.

"Cough cough..."

Jia Youcai, who was lying on the ground, suddenly twitched his fingers and coughed incoherently.

He slowly opened his eyes, and all he saw was darkness.

then.

He felt his face was sticky and wet, and an indescribable fishy stench rushed straight to the top of his head.

This feeling...

Why does it look like it's been licked by something?

Jia Youcai's mind was still a bit blank, and he didn't realize where he was for a moment.

But his memory instantly rewound to the moment before he ran away.

The thought of that grotesque face pressed against the car window sent a shiver down Jia Youcai's spine, and his scalp tingled instantly!

He touched his wet face.

It's sticky and smelly!

There was even some warm, sticky fluid dripping down his chin!

Jia Youcai looked around in terror. The bottom of the pit was too dark, and he could only vaguely see a dark shadow squatting next to him, panting heavily.

that moment.

Jia Youcai completely broke down!

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"

A bloodcurdling scream, loud enough to pierce the heavens, burst forth from the crater!

It startled several crows that were roosting in the woods.

Jia Youcai scrambled backward, clutching his chest tightly with both hands, looking as if he had suffered a great injustice.

The old face, covered in mud and dog saliva, was streaked with tears of despair.

"This Taoist priest is no longer clean!"

"Aaaaaah, I've remained chaste for over seventy years!"

"That damned devil has designs on the Taoist priest!"

"You even prey on a seventy-year-old man? Have you no morals at all?!"

"brute!"

"They're utterly beasts!"

Jia Youcai cried so hard it was heartbreaking.

While crying, she frantically wiped the sticky substance off her face with her sleeve, but the more she wiped, the more she felt that the smell lingered.

Er Lengzi squatted down beside him, initially quite happy to see that Jia Youcai had woken up.

As a result, the old man got up and started howling incessantly.

Er Lengzi rolled his eyes with disgust, his heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue.

"Woof!"

Er Lengzi couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and slapped Jia Youcai on the forehead.

"Snapped!"

That claw strike was quite powerful.

Jia Youcai was stunned when he was hit, and his screams stopped abruptly.

He rubbed his dazed head and took a closer look by the moonlight.

Only then did they realize that what was squatting in front of them wasn't some ghost at all, but clearly the extremely wise-looking husky next to Yang Guang!

The guy was tilting his head, his tongue sticking out, looking at me with disdain.

Jia Youcai was stunned. He raised his hand and wiped the sticky liquid off his face again, then brought it to his nose and smelled it.

This tastes like pure dog drool!

"vomit!"

Jia Youcai gagged on the spot: "You damn dog, you fucking washed my face with your saliva?"

"You treacherous scoundrel, you've got designs on this old Taoist priest!"

"explain!"

"You damned dog, did you take advantage of the Daoist Master's unconscious state to do anything strange to him?"

"what?"

talking.

Jia Youcai couldn't wait to start the inspection.

Ok.

Fortunately.

This is a Siberian Husky, not a Teddy. It just got its face washed by its mouth, but at least its chastity is preserved.

This also allowed Jia Youcai to breathe a heavy sigh of relief.

No, no!

It's not safe here, Daoist, you should go find Master Yang and the others!

Think of this.

Jia Youcai then tried to climb out.

He finally managed to climb out of the deep, two-meter-deep pit, looking utterly disheveled.

Especially her hair, which was usually combed so neatly and shiny, with a small wooden comb tucked into the back of her head, was now sticky and matted to her scalp.

It emitted a nauseating, fishy smell of saliva.

He raised his hand and wiped his face.

The tangy taste made his seventy-something-year-old stomach churn violently, leaving him feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"vomit!"

Jia Youcai leaned against the tree trunk and gagged twice, glaring at Er Lengzi who was squatting on the ground next to him with gritted teeth.

"You damned dog!"

Jia Youcai was on the verge of tears: "I'm over seventy years old, and not a single virgin has ever licked my face. You're going to wash my face with dog drool?!"

"I'm not clean anymore, Taoist priest!"

Er Lengzi rolled his eyes dramatically, his one gold and one blue heterochromatic eyes looking at him with utter contempt.

"Woof!"

Er Lengzi yelled, thinking disdainfully to himself: These old codgers don't know what's good for them!

If it weren't for my mercy in giving you a breath of immortal energy, you'd still be at the bottom of the pit fighting over territory with turtles!

Still looking down on Dog Master?

I'll need to rinse my mouth for three days when I get back!

bah bah bah!

Jia Youcai couldn't understand what Er Lengzi was saying, but he could see the disdain in the silly dog's eyes.

He was so angry he wanted to hit the dog, but when he thought of the ghost that had been chasing him, he was so frightened that he pulled his hand back.

Forget it.

Let's not bother with this damn dog for now.

At most, she suffered physical humiliation at the hands of this damned dog, but she didn't lose her virginity.

It's still acceptable.

Moreover, with a husky by his side, Jia Youcai, though still a little panicked, wasn't as afraid of the desolate wilderness as before.

"Let's go, let's hurry back to the City God Temple to find Master Yang!"

Jia Youcai followed Er Lengzi tremblingly, retracing his steps back the way he came.

A few minutes later, the man and the dog reached the entrance of the City God Temple.

Just as Jia Youcai got close to the broken half of the door, he was startled by the screams coming from inside.

Peek inside.

Good guy!

Jia Youcai nearly dropped his jaw.

This isn't ghost hunting!

This is clearly a one-sided gang fight!

Right in the center of the dilapidated temple.

The once majestic and arrogant Ghost City God has now been beaten beyond recognition.

The magnificent official robes that were once worn have now been reduced to strips of cloth hanging on the body.

It curled up in the mud, its hands covering its head, howling and rolling around on the ground.

"Big brother!"

"Hey guys, stop fighting!"

"You're going to die!"