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

Er Lengzi was also completely shocked, drool practically dripping from his mouth: "My god, Yang Dad, you're really ruthless!"

"At least the donkeys in the production team can take a nap."

"If this old man falls into your hands, he'll probably have to work all year round without pay or a break."

"We can't afford to mess with them, we really can't afford to mess with them!"

Yang Guang, annoyed, kicked both the man and the dog: "Get lost!"

"Stop pretending to be a pure and innocent girl!"

"He's ruined my eighty merits! If he doesn't work to pay off his debts, who will?"

"We'll see."

"I'll go back and look through the old books the old man left behind to see if there are any unorthodox methods to repair the Heavenly Soul."

"As long as you can cure him, you can ask me anything you want to know."

"No matter how you look at it, I'm not losing out on this deal!"

in fact.

Yang Guang only told half of what he said.

His true intention was to use this underworld messenger as bait!

The evil monk Taigu escaped, and the mastermind behind the scenes could even remotely extract the souls of the underworld officials, which shows that the other party was extremely wary of the underworld officials revealing secrets.

As long as the underworld official is alive and still in your hands.

Those bedbugs hiding in the gutter will never feel at ease!

Sooner or later, they will come knocking on our door again to silence us.

At that time.

Kill one if one comes, make two if two come!

They've all been given a proper rite of passage!

"Alright."

Stop dawdling!

"Hurry up and pack it up to take away."

Er Lengzi took two steps back, looking wary: "Package?"

"How do I pack it?"

"I'm not carrying him!"

"I, a noble Chinese rural dog, will absolutely not be used as a mount!"

Yang Guang walked directly up to Er Lengzi and pointed to the broken copper bell hanging around its neck.

"Who told you to carry it?"

"Shove him inside this bell!"

Holy crap!

Er Lengzi was so frightened that he immediately tucked his tail between his legs: "Father Yang, this is unreasonable!"

"This bell is a private room, and it's already occupied by that lecherous old man, Zhou Laoliu. If you cram another idiot in, won't it cause an uproar?"

"We'll see."

"With a ghost messenger hanging around my neck, how am I supposed to pick up female dogs on the street?"

Yang Guang was too lazy to listen to this stupid dog's nonsense, so he simply pinched the bell with two fingers and silently recited a spell.

"Zhou Laoliu, get out here right now!"

A wisp of smoke drifted out of the bell and transformed in mid-air into an extremely lewd and gaunt old man.

As soon as the old ghost appeared, he rubbed his hands together with great practiced ease, and his old face was beaming with a very bright smile.

"Oh my, Master, another job?"

"Are you going to introduce me to an old lady?"

Yang Guang slapped Zhou Laoliu on the back of the head: "No, old lady. We're getting you a new flat today."

Done.

Yang Guang pulled out a yellow talisman covered in cinnabar from his pocket.

The ghost Dazhuang, who had been looking for a wife, was living inside the yellow talisman. Before he could react, Yang Guang forcibly threw the old lecher into the talisman.

This freed up space for the bell.

Yang Guang turned and walked toward the underworld messengers who were still playing in the mud on the ground.

The underworld official trembled with fright when he saw Yang Guang approaching, and quickly covered his head, crying, "Don't hit me... I won't eat mud anymore..."

Yang Guangqiang forced out an extremely kind smile and shook the bell in his hand.

"Come in, sweetie, there are lollipops inside."

The underworld official's wise eyes lit up instantly: "Tangtang?"

"Yay!"

It transformed into a pure black mist and entered the bell around Er Lengzi's neck with great initiative and cooperation.

"Done!"

Yang Guang clapped his hands.

Er Lengzi shook his neck in disgust, and the bell jingled.

"Dad Yang, what should we name this piece of junk?"

"We can't keep calling him that all the time, can we?"

"If our fellow gangsters overheard this, they'd think we'd kidnapped some government official from the underworld."

Yang Guang thought for a moment and casually said, "He's dressed all in black, so let's call him Little Blackie from now on."

Chu Sheng picked up the Bluetooth speaker and gave a thumbs-up: "Great name!"

"A simple and easy-to-understand name makes a child easier to raise."

"Brother Guang, should we retreat now?"

"The smell down here is so strong, I feel like I'm going to get pickled up."

Yang Guang nodded: "Let's go!"

"Go out and check the situation outside."

A man, a dog, and a fat monk walked back along the path they had come from, looking extremely disheveled.

When they climbed out of the heavy stone door again and returned to the ground via the steps...

Suddenly, I felt an extremely fresh breeze rushing towards me.

It's already daylight outside!

The heavy rain has stopped!

The oppressive and suffocating gloom that had been building up earlier was completely swept away with the disappearance of the water demon.

Chu Sheng took a deep breath of fresh air, and even his 250-pound fat felt comfortable.

"Amitabha."

"Brother Guang, the air outside tastes so sweet!"

"After being cooped up down there for so long, this humble monk's flesh is practically moldy. The stench of that water demon's corpse is even more intoxicating than a can of herring that hasn't been washed for ten years!"

Yang Guang patted the mud off his clothes and rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"I've really lost out this time, I didn't get anything at all."

Er Lengzi also emerged from the underpass, shaking off his dog hair.

The broken copper bell around his neck jingled crisply.

Suddenly, the extremely disgusting voice of the little black ghost messenger came from inside: "Don't shake the dog... the dog is making me dizzy..."

Upon hearing this sound, Yang Guang felt his stomach churning again.

"Shut the hell up!"

"Say one more word, and I'll expose you to the blazing sun right now!"

The bell went silent instantly; Little Blackie was probably squatting in the corner drawing circles in frustration again.

Yang Guang looked up at the sky.

at this time.

The dark, torrential rain clouds that had been hanging over Shuitangba Village for a month and a half, as black as the bottom of a pot, were rapidly dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye!

A brilliant ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone down on this ravaged land.

The sky... has cleared up!

The flooding that had plagued the area for dozens of days came to a complete end with the disappearance of the water demon.

The faint cheers of the rescue team and villagers could even be heard from down the mountain.

But just then...

A deep and ethereal hum suddenly emanated from the sky!

The sound seemed to descend directly from the heavens, inaudible to anyone but those with cultivation.

"Holy crap?"

"What's that noise?"

Yang Guang suddenly raised his head, his eyes widening instantly.

Suddenly, without warning, three extremely dazzling golden beams of light descended from the clouds that had just been torn apart by the sunlight!

This beam of light was extremely pure, carrying a righteous and awe-inspiring aura.

It roared straight toward the mountain where the man, the dog, and the monk were!

"Amitabha!"

"This...this is the legendary blessing of good deeds?"