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

"And I even chased after those female ghosts, but they ignored me!"

Da Zhuang's expression was somewhat lewd and helpless: "I really had no other choice."

"We'll see."

"In all these years I've been in the cemetery, I've never seen a mother."

"The cemetery is full of old men!"

"Either I'm a bachelor!"

"It's not easy to be a little fluttery when I finally run into a real girl who can see me."

Yang Guang's face darkened even more.

He now realized that Dazhuang wasn't a bad person; at most, he was just a lecherous idiot.

He's obsessed with finding a wife.

Even if this kind of person doesn't harm anyone, their lewd face and suffocating pickup lines are enough to give a living person a heart attack.

Yang Guang waved his hand dismissively: "I can't help you with this. Get lost."

Upon hearing this, Da Zhuang completely deflated.

The ghost's face, which had been blasted into a shape resembling a roasted sweet potato by the five talismans, was instantly filled with desolation.

He dragged his battered soul to his feet, slowly climbing up the steps, limping as he prepared to drift away.

That silhouette.

It was as desolate as if the whole world had abandoned it.

however.

Just as Dazhuang was about to leave, a bold idea suddenly popped into Yang Guang's mind.

Yang Guang suddenly looked up and shouted at Da Zhuang's retreating figure, "Hey you lecher, wait a minute!"

Da Zhuang's semi-transparent body swayed, and he turned his head with a pitiful expression, looking at Yang Guang with his dull, ghostly eyes.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Yang Guang looked at him, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

That smile.

Under the light of white lanterns at 2:30 a.m.

He looks like a shrewd businessman no matter how you look at him.

Yang Guang chuckled twice, put his hands in his pockets, and tilted his head to look at Da Zhuang.

"Although I can't help you with getting beaten up, you deserved it."

"But..."

"If you're looking for a wife, I can help you with that."

"How about I find you a dating expert who can guarantee you'll find a wife?"

Dazhuang was stunned.

His ghostly eyes lit up instantly.

What was originally as dim as a light bulb about to go out is now as bright as a searchlight.

"Really...really?"

Da Zhuang's voice was trembling; his excitement was like someone who had been poor for thirty years and suddenly won the lottery.

"Master, are you telling the truth?"

"Are there really such experts?"

Yang Guang nodded, his expression extremely serious.

"certainly."

"That person is known as the 'Grave Butterfly' and the 'Graveyard Sea King' in the suburbs of Fengdu."

"He managed to seduce all the old women ghosts in the surrounding cemetery, and the old men ghosts in that area chased after him every day."

"His skill in picking up girls is second to none, not just in the Yin and Yang realms, but even in the entire Six Paths."

"Letting him teach you how to flirt is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut."

"This is like using a nuclear bomb to kill a mosquito!"

"How is it?"

"To learn or not to learn?"

No sooner had Yang Guang finished speaking than he witnessed a bizarre scene that would be recorded in the annals of the underworld.

Da Zhuang's previously leaky and smoky soul suddenly stopped smoking!

The cracks created by the talismans were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

In the blink of an eye.

Dazhuang went from being a "severely disabled ghost" to a "spirited young ghost".

Even her originally pale and bluish face had a flush of red, a sign of vitality, forced out!

Yang Guang stared wide-eyed.

Holy crap?

This is ridiculous!

Even Hua Tuo would have to crawl up from the underworld overnight to learn medicine after seeing this!

Is this the ultimate survival instinct of a simp?

In order to find a wife, he even physically stopped the progress bar that was about to disappear.

Dazhuang sprang up from the ground with a "whoosh".

His movements were so nimble; there was no trace of the paralysis he had just suffered.

With a "thump," he knelt down without hesitation, lunged forward, and grabbed Yang Guang's leg tightly.

"Grandpa Celestial Master!"

"Grandmaster Celestial Master!"

Dazhuang's voice was filled with fervor and longing for love as he howled, tears streaming down his face, "Learn!"

"I studied!"

"I'll sell everything I own to learn it!"

"I'll do anything to get me out of being single!"

Yang Guang pulled his leg back in disgust.

No twitching.

This thing is holding on very tightly.

"Let go!"

Yang Guang retorted irritably, "You've snot all over my new pants!"

"It's 59.9 yuan with free shipping!"

Dazhuang quickly let go, wiped his face haphazardly, and stared at Yang Guang expectantly.

"Master Celestial, where is that butterfly on the grave you spoke of?"

"When can I become an apprentice?"

Dazhuang rubbed his hands together, his face full of anxiety: "But... I died poor, and no one burned any money for me while I was alive, so I really didn't have any hard currency on me."

"But I have a way!"

Dazhuang gritted his teeth, his eyes suddenly becoming incredibly determined, as if he were about to do something earth-shattering.

"At worst, I'll just go to the neighbor's graveyard tonight!"

"Steal the paper Porsche that Grandpa Li's family just burned for him and pawn it!"

"And those incense sticks and candles at Old Man Wang's grave!"

"Even if I have to go to their graves and loot them for free, raid tombs, and steal ghost money, I still have to scrape together enough tuition fees for Senior Sea King!"

Seeing Dazhuang's obsession with finding a partner, even to the point of preparing to start a zero-yuan shopping spree in the cemetery.

Yang Guang's lips twitched violently.

Damn it.

For the sake of a female ghost, you would even do something as despicable as stealing offerings from your colleague's grave?

You deserved to die!

but.

Yang Guang stroked his chin, squinted, and watched Da Zhuang's frenzied energy.

The nerve in his brain that was specifically designed for making money suddenly flashed with a golden light.

and many more.

Isn't this an excellent business opportunity?

There are just too many single guys like Dazhuang!

If you can't find a partner while you're alive, no one will want you when you're dead.

In the long, dark night, sleepless, wandering ghosts roam the streets.

If I were to release that lecherous old man, Zhou Laoliu.

Let's package it up.

Let's just set up a "Crash Course for Underworld Aquaman"!

Or you could call it the "Fengdu Love Training Base"!

The course is taught by Zhou Laoliu, the "King of the Cemetery," who will personally impart his unique skills on how to stand out among the old ghosts and successfully win the heart of a female ghost.

That scene...

I can't even imagine it!

Absolutely a blockbuster project in the underworld!

After all, the rules of the agency are there: to complete the request of the dead, the reward is a ghost tooth and ten drops of ghost tears.

Those bachelors, in their desperate search for wives, would they have to rush to this place to get their teeth pulled, shed tears, and pay tuition?

A ghost is one ghost tooth plus ten drops of ghost tears.

Where are the ten ghosts?

What about a hundred ghosts?

It's out!

My villa is just around the corner!

What's so special about a large single-level apartment!

They'll just pay the full amount for the whole building!

More importantly, the agency required them to complete the commission they had been given, so they acted as matchmakers, bringing together this underworld marriage and helping these old bachelors fulfill their wishes.

This should be considered a great act of merit, right?

After all, it's better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage!

This is simply a perfect plan to kill two birds with one stone and gain both fame and fortune!