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

The female ghost's dead fish eyes, completely filled with white, stared straight at Yang Guang, black drops of blood dripping from the hole in her skirt.

The female ghost opened her mouth and uttered three words: "Who are you?"

With a heavy echo, it reverberated layer upon layer through the empty streets.

Yang Guang put his hands behind his back and slightly raised his chin.

He adopted a self-assured and enigmatic air: "Listen carefully."

"I will not change my name or surname."

"Yang Guang, the 18th generation legitimate successor of the Rebirth Agency!"

"Our main business covers a very wide range."

"Including but not limited to: guiding lost souls, processing underworld visas, undertaking cross-industry errands, and providing personalized revenge guidance."

"If you can afford it, I'll scatter your ashes into a world map!"

The female ghost's lifeless, white eyes suddenly bulged out half an inch when she heard the words "Death Service Center".

Both knees bent.

"thump!"

A dull, heavy thud echoed at Yang Guang's feet.

The female ghost knelt straight in front of Yang Guang, her two pale and bluish arms suddenly stretched forward and tightly hugged Yang Guang's thighs.

"Celestial Master!"

"Please, please help me!"

"I want revenge!"

Yang Guang was startled by the sudden action of hugging his leg.

He jerked his right leg back, breaking free from the female ghost's arms, and took two large steps back. Looking down at the female ghost kneeling and kowtowing, he exclaimed in surprise, "Oh?"

"You, a wandering ghost roaming the streets in the middle of the night, you seem to have quite a bit of knowledge?"

"They actually know the name of our funeral parlor?"

Yang Guang crossed his arms in front of his chest and questioned with extreme dissatisfaction, "Since you knew the place, why didn't you come before?"

Done.

Yang Guang mentally cursed, "Damn it, I've been guarding that dilapidated courtyard with a lantern for several nights in a row."

"The cold wind was making me shiver, but I didn't see a single ghost!"

"Damn it."

"So, they don't trust my professional abilities?"

"These days, do I really have to go out and do door-to-door promotions to attract customers?"

Across the street.

Wang Hao lay on the ground, his hands tightly covering his bleeding nose.

His ten fingers were filled with bright red blood, and he looked through them in terror at Yang Guang, who was five meters away.

In the eyes of Wang Hao and his group of blond-haired thugs, there was no white-skirted female ghost on the street at all.

Yang Guang was the only one standing under the streetlight, talking to himself in the air.

Not only did he talk to himself, but he also took two steps back every now and then.

They even talked to thin air about things like "the office for the deceased" and "the ashes scattered like a map."

The red-haired henchman's legs began to tremble. He turned to look at Wang Hao on the ground and stammered, "Hao... Brother Hao."

"Is this kid mentally ill?"

"That kick he just gave me was definitely a manic episode!"

"Is he talking to a ghost right now?"

Wang Hao shuddered violently, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat.

It's not illegal for a mentally ill person to hit someone!

This penniless guy is absolutely insane!

Wang Hao braced himself with his hands on the ground and kicked his legs, trying to move backward little by little, close to the ground.

Yang Guang completely ignored the few slowly wriggling living people; his attention was entirely on this major client.

The female ghost knelt on the ground, raised her head, and her ethereal voice rang out again: "Master Celestial, I have been there before."

"But the doors to your agency weren't even open!"

"I asked all the ghosts in the old town area, and they all said that the gate hasn't been opened for several years."

"You're closed down, so I can't get in."

Yang Guang was taken aback.

He raised his right hand and scratched his messy hair.

Failed.

After the old man passed away, he served in the army for two years.

That dilapidated courtyard had indeed been abandoned for two years.

The significant loss of customers is entirely reasonable.

"Cough cough."

Yang Guang coughed twice, trying to save face: "We were doing internal renovations and business upgrades, so we were closed for two years for rectification."

"Business has fully resumed now."

"Since you can't get into my office, why don't you report it to the City God Temple or the Earth God Temple?"

Upon hearing this, the female ghost trembled violently, her hands gripping the asphalt particles on the road tightly: "I dare not go!"

"If you go there, you'll be forcibly taken by the underworld officials to queue up for reincarnation in the afterlife!"

"I died so unjustly!"

"I want revenge!"

"I will never be reincarnated unless that beast gets his just desserts!"

As the word "revenge" landed.

The pure white dress worn by the female ghost was instantly stained completely red by the gushing dark red blood.

An extremely dense black resentment surged wildly from her seven orifices, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and the dim streetlights overhead began to emit a crackling sound of short-circuiting electricity, their bulbs flickering wildly.

The red-haired thug in the distance crossed his arms, his teeth chattering: "Brother Hao, why...why did it suddenly get so cold?"

"The weather forecast didn't mention a cold snap today!"

Wang Hao huddled on the ground, his nose running with snot and blood from the cold.

Yang Guang stood there, watching the black mist above the female ghost's head grow ever larger, and his heart skipped a beat.

broken!

With resentment surging to its peak, it's about to evolve into a vengeful ghost on the spot!

Once this thing turns into a vengeful ghost that has lost its mind, the resentment in its heart is not so easy to quell.

The merit gained from physical deliverance is far less than the merit gained from fulfilling a wish and sending someone to be reincarnated!

The key issue is that there's no black pearl yet.

Never do a business that loses money!

Yang Guang immediately called out to her, "Stop!"

"Don't get so agitated!"

"Take your anger away right now. Making such a commotion in the middle of the night, are you willing to pay for the damage to the city's appearance?"

"Since you know the name of our agency, you should be aware of our rules for doing business."

"I'll take your job as long as you pay me!"

The female ghost's eyes were filled with excitement, and the black resentment gushing from her seven orifices stopped instantly, then gradually shrank back into her body.

The temperature around us is warming up again.

The female ghost nodded vigorously: "Yes, Master, I know the rules!"

"Completed the quest, collect one ghost tooth and ten ghost tears!"

"I can afford it!"

Yang Guang nodded in satisfaction: "It's good that you know the rules, so I don't have to explain them to you anymore."

"Go to the courtyard with the white lanterns on the edge of the old town later. I'll be waiting for you in the shop to officially start the order taking process."

"But before that, give me a heads-up."

Yang Guang turned his head, extended his right index finger, and pointed directly at Wang Hao, who was still lying on the ground five meters away: "What deep-seated hatred do you have for him?"

"You want to hang around his neck and absorb his yang energy?"

"Are you trying to kill him?"

The female ghost looked in the direction Yang Guang was pointing, her deathly pale face contorted in extreme rage.

His full head of black hair moved on its own without any wind, flying wildly behind his head.

She pointed her right hand at Wang Hao, gritting her teeth as she spoke, each word dripping with venomous resentment: "He went camping in the mountains last weekend!"

"Unable to find a toilet in the middle of the night, it ran to my burial site to poop, and it all landed on my head!"