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

Yang Guang's eyes grew brighter the more he thought about it.

Looking at Dazhuang now, he no longer seemed like a disgusting lecher, but rather like a glittering money tree!

Da Zhuang felt a chill run down his spine under Yang Guang's green eyes.

She couldn't help but cross her arms and shrink back a little.

"Heavens... Celestial Master, please don't look at me like that."

"Although I want to find a partner, my orientation is perfectly normal; male ghosts are absolutely out of the question."

"Get lost!"

Yang Guang cursed in annoyance.

"Looking like that, even a ghost wouldn't want to look at you!"

Yang Guang cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, and struck a pose of a profound and unfathomable hermit.

"Dazhuang."

"Your matter, though a bit difficult, is nothing to me at the Office of the Rebirth of the Dead."

Yang Guang turned around and pointed to the plaque hanging above his head that read "Death Rebirth Service Center".

"Did you see that clearly?"

"Death Assistance Office!"

"We specialize in treating all kinds of difficult and complicated ailments of the underworld. Whether you're looking for an enemy or a wife, once we take your case, we guarantee your satisfaction!"

Upon hearing this, Dazhuang was so excited that he was about to kowtow again: "Thank you, Grandmaster!"

"I will definitely set up a longevity tablet for you in the future!"

"Don't thank me yet."

Yang Guang raised his hand to interrupt him.

"The agency has its own rules."

"I can accept commissions, but the payment must be in full, that's an ironclad rule."

Dazhuang nodded frantically, "Please tell me!"

"How much?"

"I'll go dig up Old Wang's grave next door for you right now!"

"Who wants your ghost money!"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes. Was this idiot's brain filled with nothing but lewd nonsense?

how?

You're not going to pretend to know anything useful, are you?

"I only accept specific compensation."

"Ten drops of ghost tears, plus a ghost tooth from your mouth!"

Dazhuang was visibly taken aback upon hearing this request.

He understands if you need tears.

What does "need teeth" mean?

Is it now fashionable in the underworld to extract teeth and then inlay them with gold?

but.

In order to learn the "grave-top butterfly" flirting technique and find a girlfriend as soon as possible.

Let alone a single tooth!

He'd be willing to have all his teeth pulled and eat porridge every day!

"no problem!"

Dazhuang answered very decisively.

He immediately opened his large mouth, which reeked of sewage, and stretched out his two pale fingers, pinching one of his front teeth hard.

With a sudden burst of force.

"Crack!"

He ripped out a pale, ghostly tooth, its roots still bleeding, from its very root.

This pain strikes right to the soul.

Dazhuang grimaced in pain, his face contorting into a pretzel shape.

Now there's no need to even prepare the mood.

Tears streamed down her face.

A perfect match.

Yang Guang reacted quickly, immediately pulling out the specific jade bottle from his pocket and shoving it directly under Da Zhuang's eyes.

"Tick-tock".

"Tick-tock, tick-tock..."

A full ten drops of ghost tears were taken in, not a drop more or less.

Then Yang Guang snatched the ghost tooth from Da Zhuang's hand.

The entire operation was performed smoothly and seamlessly.

"Master Celestial..."

"I've had my teeth pulled and I've shed my tears, so when is Senior Sea King going to teach me?"

That lisping accent sounded particularly comical.

Yang Guang carefully put the jade bottle and the ghost tooth into his bosom and coughed twice.

"That senior Sea King is out on business tonight."

"I'm not in the store right now."

Actually, Zhou Laoliu was always on Er Lengzi's dog leash.

Meanwhile, that bastard Er Lengzi is fast asleep on the leather sofa in Jiang Siyu's villa!

It's obviously impossible to get him to come out and teach right now.

"What?"

Dazhuang panicked: "Did you go out on errands?"

"When is he coming back?"

"I can't let this front tooth be pulled for nothing!"

"What's the panic!"

Yang Guang glared at him, annoyed: "I've always been honest and fair in business, young and old. If I say I'll teach you, I definitely will."

Yang Guang took out a blank Yin-gathering talisman from his pocket, bit his finger, and casually drew two strokes.

"Your frail body was badly damaged by those lightning talismans. Although you managed to stabilize yourself during your brief moment of lucidity, you won't last long."

"It's almost dawn. If you wander around outside, you'll be scared out of your wits the moment the sun comes out!"

"Come in and wait!"

Yang Guang waved the drawn talisman in mid-air.

Dazhuang knew the danger, so he quickly transformed into a ball of dark yin energy and obediently crawled into the talisman in Yang Guang's hand.

Yang Guang stuffed the talisman into his pocket.

I pushed open the gate to the courtyard and went inside.

The courtyard remained gloomy.

Two century-old locust trees swayed in the night wind, their branches covered with countless small coffins that made a dull clattering sound.

Yang Guang returned to the main room and plopped down in the grand chair in the center.

He crossed his legs.

There's just too much going on tonight.

They not only sorted out the clues at the City God Temple, but also recruited over a hundred ghosts.

They even unexpectedly closed a second deal.

He even came up with a grand scheme to make money by running a dating training course in the underworld.

As long as we go there first thing tomorrow morning and release Zhou Laoliu, who's hanging on Er Lengzi's bell.

Let that old man teach Da Zhuang a couple of basic tricks for flirting with female ghosts.

This deal for Dazhuang has come to a perfect end.

This is totally free stuff with zero cost!

If they were to put up a sign that reads "Gravesite Sea King".

From now on, just by collecting payments from single men, I can achieve financial freedom and reach the pinnacle of life!

What's so special about getting a wife?

We could afford to raise a whole football team!

Thinking of this, Yang Guang couldn't help but laugh out loud on the armchair.

"Hehehehe..."

The laughter echoed through the courtyard, which was as quiet as a morgue.

It's as horrific as it gets.

Even the two white lanterns hanging outside the door trembled violently twice.

After laughing enough, Yang Guang glanced at the sky outside.

The east was already showing a hint of dawn.

After a whole night of tossing and turning, even the strongest body can't take it anymore.

Yang Guang yawned, went back to his room, and fell asleep immediately.

I slept very soundly.

In his dream, he not only achieved financial freedom, buying a large river-view apartment outright, but also married a fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged wife. He was even preparing to respond to the Yang family's call to start a football team.

The result came at this crucial moment.

"The vast horizon is my love, and flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills..."

A piercingly loud ringtone from Phoenix Legend's mobile phone shattered Yang Guang's football team.

Yang Guang suddenly jumped up from the bed.

With messy, scraggly hair, bloodshot eyes, and a face full of morning grumpiness.

He touched the old, broken smartphone on the bedside table and glanced at the time.

10:30 a.m.

Take another look at the caller ID.

Old Jia!

Yang Guang pressed the answer button and yelled irritably, "Old Jia, if you don't give me a reason to disturb my baby-making, I'm going to smash your pink old man's car right now!"

"What?"

What kind of daydreaming are you having?

"Wake up, you don't have a wife!"

"Oh dear, you keep interrupting me! That's not what I wanted to talk about!"

"brother!"

"Help!"