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

Yang Guang stroked his chin and sneered, "When the drought demon appears, the land will be scorched for thousands of miles."

"Wherever it goes, drought strikes, but the tomb where it hides must be damp and cold."

"And this water demon is exactly the opposite of the drought demon!"

"Wherever it goes, the ocean overflows and floods the sky."

"But this thing's fully formed lair is completely dry, not a drop of water can be seen!"

Yang Guang pointed to the invisible umbrella overhead: "Not a single drop of rain falls here now, which actually saves us a lot of trouble."

"If I were to actually soak in water and fight this thing, my talisman paper wouldn't be waterproof."

There was a pause.

Yang Guang's eyes instantly sharpened: "But what era is this?"

"Even spirits are forbidden after the founding of the People's Republic of China, yet someone dares to create a water demon in this remote and impoverished place?"

"This guy's got a death wish, he wants to go to the underworld for a lottery to be reincarnated!"

"Luckily, Boss Chen, that big bastard, was in a hurry to have a son, so he asked Old Jia to look at the feng shui, which allowed us to discover it in advance."

"If it had been a few days later, and the water demon had fully emerged from the ground, it wouldn't have been so easy to deal with."

Yang Guang snorted coldly, then gritted his teeth and shouted, "Don't you dare let me find out which bastard is the one who's so shameless as to create this mess!"

"Otherwise, I'll definitely shove him into the sewer to experience what it means to be submerged in a flood!"

Done.

Yang Guang turned his head.

He lifted his foot and lightly kicked the butt of the simpleton next to him who was still complaining about the mud.

Ever since that dog entered the ravine, it has kept its tail between its legs and looked extremely wary.

Kicked by Yang Guang, Er Lengzi suddenly lurched forward a step.

It turned its head in confusion, staring intently at Yang Guang with its heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue, filled with extreme wisdom.

next second.

Er Lengzi grinned, and blurted out in a thick Northeastern accent, "What do you want?"

"You wretched thing, can't you see how filthy this place is?"

"The smell coming from that puddle is even worse than a dead rat in the sewer. What are you doing kicking me, Dog Grandpa?"

"I, Doggy, won't eat this filthy stuff!"

Yang Guang glared at him: "Enough with the nonsense!"

"An army is raised for a thousand days, but used only for a single moment!"

"You used to brag about eating rich women's ribs all the time, now it's your turn to put in the work."

Yang Guang pointed to the bubbling burial mounds ahead: "Go!"

"Use your demolition-destroying energy and dig this place up!"

Upon hearing this, Er Lengzi immediately turned his ears back, making them look like airplane ears.

"I'm not going!"

"Why don't you make it yourself?"

When Yang Guang heard that this unlucky fellow dared to talk back, his eyes widened in disbelief.

He kicked her in a huff.

This time, he didn't hold back like before; it was a real, solid kick!

"Awoo!"

Er Lengzi let out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.

With such a large build, it rolled three or four meters on the ground and fell face-first into the dirt.

Yang Guang glared at it angrily and cursed, "I haven't settled the score with you for last night yet!"

"So you're just lounging on that rich woman's leather sofa in her villa, enjoying yourself, huh?"

"You eat my food and drink my water, and you don't want to do any work?"

"Stop dawdling!"

"Hurry up and get over there with Fatty to dig this place up!"

Yang Guang pointed at the bubbling mound and said coldly, "I'm going to set up a net outside to completely trap that thing inside and cut off its escape route!"

After taking that solid kick, Er Lengzi immediately became obedient.

Sure enough, this bastard is like a walnut; you can't get the kernel out unless you crack it open, and he'll climb onto the roof and tear off the tiles if you don't hit him for a day.

It got up from the ground looking aggrieved, shook off the dirt, and muttered indignantly, "Then why didn't you let the police officers outside come in to help?"

"There are dozens of them!"

"Many hands make light work, and you'll achieve twice the result with half the effort, don't you understand?"

Er Lengzi raised a dog paw covered in stinky mud, rolled his eyes, and said, "We'll talk about it later."

"They have shovels and excavators; those things dig way faster than my little fleshy paws, don't they?"

Yang Guang almost laughed out of exasperation at its idiotic remark: "Is that a tumor on your dog's neck?"

"A brainstem-deficient waste!"

Yang Guang pointed at the thick, ink-like stench of death surrounding them and cursed, "They're just ordinary people!"

"The concentration of corpse fumes in this place is so high, if an ordinary person just took a single breath, their lungs would rot away!"

"At best, they'll spend half a month in the intensive care unit; at worst, they'll have to become sworn brothers with these things on the spot!"

"With your resilient physique, you can handle it."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Get to work!"

"Otherwise, all the ribs for tonight will be canceled, and tomorrow we'll send you to be castrated and turned into a eunuch dog!"

Upon hearing that the ribs and eunuch dog were canceled, Er Lengzi immediately clenched his hind legs, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Awoo!"

You're so arrogant!

You treat a dog's life like a beast of burden!

While mentally cursing Yang Guang, Er Lengzi ran towards the bubbling graveyard, his stomach rumbling and his spirits low.

Its two front paws, like wheels of fire, frantically dug in the mud.

Dirt was flying everywhere.

Yang Guang turned to look at Chu Sheng, who was still standing to the side watching the show.

He opened his backpack and pulled out a black folding entrenching tool.

It was dropped at Chu Sheng's feet with a thud.

"Fatty, what kind of pose are you striking here?"

"Does he really think he's the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha?"

"What's wrong?"

"If I put you here, you'll be able to scare away the water demon inside, right?"

Yang Guang kicked the entrenching tool: "Don't just stand there, grab the shovel and go help that damn thing!"

Chu Sheng put his hands together, originally intending to put on the airs of a high monk, but when he saw the entrenching tool at his feet, his face turned green.

"Amitabha."

"Brother Guang, this humble monk is a weak and helpless monk, this kind of rough work..."

"Are you going or not?"

Yang Guang clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking: "If you don't go, I'll shove you into this mud pit right now and physically send you to your doom."

"go!"

"Brother Guang has spoken, we have to go!"

"Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, let alone digging a grave!"

Chu Sheng immediately put on a look of grim determination, grabbed an entrenching tool, and ran and stumbled to Er Lengzi's side, then started digging furiously with the tool.

Yang Guang glanced at them and then ignored them.

Yang Guang took a deep breath, his expression becoming extremely serious.

The water demon below is a malevolent creature that's about to become powerful; he has to go all out!

Yang Guang opened the slightly worn canvas backpack.

First, he pulled out eight palm-sized five-colored flags from inside.

Red, yellow, green, white, and black!

It represents the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and their directions.

He moved with lightning speed, circling the bubbling ravine like a gust of wind.

Finger tapping!

Swish swish!

Eight five-colored flags were precisely planted in the eight directions of the eight gates: Rest, Life, Injury, Block, View, Death, Shock, and Open.

The moment each flag sank into the soil, the sticky, corpse-like stench surrounding it seemed to be repelled by an invisible force...