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

It suddenly raised its head, its wise heterochromatic eyes filled with terror.

"Why...why do you keep threatening me with this?"

"How could you do something like this?"

Yang Guang slowly pulled out his broken phone with three cracks on the screen from his pocket, pretending to search for something.

"Perfect timing, the pet hospital in the east of the city is having a promotion."

"Sterilization packages are 20% off."

Er Lengzi completely broke down.

"Don't!"

"father!"

"Father Yang!"

Er Lengzi scrambled over, grabbed Yang Guang's leg, and burst into tears.

"Dog, eat!"

"I'll eat it now, okay?!"

"Please, whatever you do, don't touch that knife! I'm counting on having a son to carry on the family line!"

Yang Guang put his phone back in his pocket with satisfaction and kicked it towards the stone gate.

"Why didn't you just listen to me from the beginning?"

"Go quickly!"

Er Lengzi moved to the stone door with a wronged expression and put his nose close to the crack in the door that was spewing out black gas.

As soon as I got close, the smell made this guy take three steps back and gag twice.

"Ugh~ Oh my god, this flavor is so strong, it's intoxicating!"

"It's even stronger than that pile of fertilizer I stole last time!"

Yang Guang stood behind, arms crossed, urging like a foreman: "Stop dawdling!"

"suck!"

Er Lengzi resignedly closed his eyes, pressed his muzzle against the crack in the door again, opened his mouth wide, and began to slurp it in.

The thick, black corpse gas seeping through the crack in the door was visibly poured into Er Lengzi's mouth.

It's like turning on an industrial-grade vacuum cleaner.

But while this guy was sucking, he couldn't stop dry heaving.

Take a puff and feel nauseous.

Er Lengzi's expression was one of utter agony, and two dog tears even slid out from the corners of his eyes.

This amazed Yang Guang.

It's amazing that he could see so many expressive features on a dog's face.

"Uh..."

"How did I end up with such a bastard like you in my life...?"

"vomit……"

Chu Sheng, who was standing next to him, was completely dumbfounded.

The fat monk's hands, which were clasped together, froze in mid-air, and his already small eyes widened in disbelief.

He watched helplessly as the husky gulped down the deadly fumes, enough to kill an ordinary person, as if it were drinking cola.

Chu Sheng swallowed hard and slowly turned his head to look at Yang Guang.

His eyes changed.

Chu Sheng's lips twitched several times, and it took him a long time to finally manage to utter a sentence.

"Brother Guang, you really don't treat it like a dog?"

Yang Guang shrugged matter-of-factly: "Nonsense."

"That's called making the best use of resources."

"Its belly is a bottomless pit. It always shows off all those spare ribs I give it, wouldn't I be losing out if I didn't make it do something?"

Chu Sheng: "..."

He turned his head and glanced at Er Lengzi, who was still retching vigorously through the crack in the door. He couldn't help but put his hands together and say, "Amitabha."

"You simpleton, your life is truly miserable."

Er Lengzi peeked out from the crack in the door, his face flushed red, and glared at Chu Sheng with a look of utter resentment.

"Stop pretending to be kind, you bald-headed bastard! Didn't you just try to kiss me a moment ago?!"

"You two are in cahoots!"

"Each one is a piece of trash!"

Scolds are scolded.

Er Lengzi resignedly turned his head back, pressed it against the crack in the door again, and continued to inhale the disgusting stench of death.

As it inhaled deeply...

The black gas spewing out from the cracks in the stone gate visibly thinned out.

The stone door, which was originally stretched to the point of bursting, gradually relaxed, and the oppressive feeling that threatened to burst people out of it.

Yang Guang stared at the door, his gaze gradually sharpening.

"Soon."

"Wait until this stupid dog has released most of the pressure inside."

"It's up to you now!"

talking.

Yang Guang turned to look at Chu Sheng, patted him on the shoulder with a solemn expression, and looked on with encouragement.

"Come on Chu Sheng!"

Chu Sheng: "???"

"Huh?"

"Do you still want me to go?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes and retorted irritably, "Nonsense!"

"Do you expect me to step in if you won't?"

"Hurry up!"

"Open the door right now!"

"There might be some tough guys inside, I need to save my strength."

"Of course!"

Yang Guang crossed his arms and looked at him with a half-smile: "If you really don't want to, that's fine too."

"How about we switch?"

"I'll open the door."

"So, you'll be in charge of attacking that water monster inside later?"

"Haven't you been itching for that powerful bass from your Thunder Dragon for ages?"

"This is a perfect opportunity to help it pass on to the afterlife!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Sheng's previously aggrieved expression instantly changed.

Are you kidding me?

Water demon!

This thing is on par with the drought demon; you can't just casually try to scam it.

If he were to actually face a water demon, with his 250-pound physique, he probably wouldn't even be enough to fill its teeth!

Chu Sheng shook his head like a rattle drum, his fat body jiggling up and down.

"No, no, no!"

"What did you say, Brother Guang?!"

"I eat your food and live in your house, and I've made sure to provide plenty of ribs for you. Leave the dirty and tiring work like opening the door to me!"

"As monks, we should be compassionate. How can we let you, Brother Guang, do it yourself?"

"You rest over there and recharge!"

"We'll be counting on you, Guang-ge, to unleash your full power when we fight the boss later!"

Done.

As if afraid that Yang Guang would change his mind, Chu Sheng grabbed the entrenching tool and ran to the stone gate.

He inserted the tip of his entrenching tool into the gap in the stone door.

Then he stuck out his big butt.

He gripped the shovel handle tightly with both hands, gritted his teeth, and began to press down!

"Hey!"

"Open it for this humble monk!"

"Open it!"

Chu Sheng exerted every ounce of strength he had, his round face turning bright red, the fat on his face bulging together.

The steel handle of the entrenching shovel was pressed into an exaggerated arc, making a teeth-grinding "creaking" sound.

But the two heavy stone doors remained completely still.

The crack didn't even get widened.

Yang Guang watched from behind, shaking his head in disbelief.

This fatso usually seems pretty clever, so why does his brain shut down at crucial moments?

This person is really a bit stubborn!

Er Lengzi was lying on the side, having just finished spitting out a bellyful of corpse odor, and was still burping with a foul smell.

"Burp~"

It glanced at Chu Sheng sideways, its face full of disdain: "Oh my god."

"You bald monk, have you not eaten?"

"With your 250-pound frame, where do you think you're going to lift the Earth?"

"Did you manage to pry open that stone door?"

"If all else fails, just throw that shovel away and chew it up with your teeth!"

Chu Sheng turned around and glared angrily at Er Lengzi, yelling, "Shut up!"

"This humble monk uses minimal force to deflect a great weight. What do you, a mere fool, know?"

"Come and try if you dare!"