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

Three parts despair, three parts unbearable pain, and the remaining four parts a violent rage to find someone to take down with him.

He looked at Lin Yue with a forced smile, his back teeth grinding together: "Officer, please don't mention the word 'merit' anymore."

"Say one more word, and I'm afraid I might lose my temper and sacrifice myself right here and now!"

Lin Yue froze, her face full of confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Shouldn't you be happy that you've saved the world?"

"Why do you look like you've lost eight million?"

"It's more than eight million!"

Yang Guang was trembling with rage: "My year-end bonus, plus all my social insurance and housing fund contributions, were forcibly deducted from my account!"

"I'm just a damn working-class beast of burden. If capitalists saw my plight, they'd hang streetlights around their necks all night!"

Lin Yue couldn't understand what Yang Guang was talking about at all, and could only stand there awkwardly.

At this time.

Finally, Mr. Chen, who was at the back, climbed up, panting heavily: "Ouch, my back... I'm exhausted..."

Mr. Chen, with his hands on his knees, was panting heavily.

He looked up, intending to strike up a conversation with Yang Guang, but his gaze swept over him and he froze instantly.

His gaze was fixed on the three extremely eerie dark red coffins in front of him.

They lay sprawled haphazardly in the mud.

The moment Boss Chen saw the three coffins, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Holy crap!

Mr. Chen exclaimed in surprise, and his legs suddenly went weak.

With a "plop" sound!

This billionaire tycoon, disregarding the stinking mud on the ground, immediately knelt down!

"Grandpa!"

"Great-grandfather!"

Boss Chen knelt in the mud and kowtowed three times to the three coffins, crying and wailing as he did so.

"I'm so unfilial!"

"I, Chen Jianguo, am utterly a beast!"

"To think that even in death, you three elders couldn't find peace, your bodies dug up and left to rot in the wilderness!"

Boss Chen's mourning act was extremely professional, with tears and snot instantly covering his face.

Chu Sheng poked his shiny bald head out from behind the rock, put his hands together, and corrected him with utmost seriousness, saying, "Amitabha."

"Boss Chen, you're bowing at the wrong angle. Your grandfather's coffin is on the left, and you're facing a piece of rotten wood right now."

Boss Chen paused in his sobbing, quickly shifted his knees, and continued wailing towards the coffin on the left.

She howled for a long time.

Mr. Chen suddenly realized something was wrong.

He looked up with teary eyes at the strange things pressing down on the coffin.

Although he was a complete novice, he knew that it was a contraption used for performing rituals to ward off evil spirits.

Boss Chen turned his head tremblingly and looked at Yang Guang with extreme caution.

"Master Yang..."

"My elders have all been dug up, and there are these things piled up on top of them. Does this mean the feng shui of my house is completely ruined?"

Mr. Chen's voice trembled: "Then...then will those big projects I took on still be able to start smoothly?"

Yang Guang was already extremely irritable because of the negative rumors surrounding his merits.

Upon hearing Boss Chen's extremely explosive remarks, I couldn't help but roll my eyes to the heavens.

"Feng shui?"

"Mr. Chen, do you seem to have some misunderstanding about the term 'feng shui'?"

Yang Guang walked a few steps to the edge of the pit, pointed at the three dark red coffins below, and coldly shouted, "Your feng shui has been leaking electricity for a long time!"

"And the leak was from extremely high-voltage electricity!"

Mr. Chen recoiled in fright: "An electrical leak?"

"Master, don't scare me!"

Yang Guang crossed his arms and looked down at him.

"Are you trying to scare me?"

"I don't have time to scare you right now!"

"These three coffins are made of Blood-Stained Yin Wood, which is specifically used to absorb yin energy and gather evil spirits."

"That old feng shui master buried three generations of your ancestors here, using them as a filter to extract the earth's energy from the dragon vein below to feed that water demon!"

"Are you still worrying about your lousy construction project and whether you can have a son?"

"Do you know that if I hadn't been quick-witted and used a weight and a gavel to firmly hold these three coffins in place?"

"Your three elders would have already popped out with two-foot-long white hair by now!"

Mr. Chen gasped, completely stunned.

"White...white fur?"

"Zombie resurrection, you idiot, don't you understand?"

Mr. Chen was terrified.

He glanced at Yang Guang, then at the three dark red coffins at the bottom of the pit, and was so frightened that he immediately grabbed Yang Guang's muddy thigh.

"master!"

"A living god!"

"Help!"

Boss Chen clung tightly to Yang Guang's leg, crying his heart out: "I still want to have a big, healthy son to inherit the family business!"

"master."

"Since you were able to dig them out and subdue them, you must have a way to solve the problem, right?"

Yang Guang shook his leg in utter disgust, but still couldn't shake off the fat man.

"Let go! Let go!"

"Speak up if you have something to say. What kind of behavior is this, pulling and tugging? I'm a straight man!"

Boss Chen refused to let go, insisting, "I won't let go!"

"Master, if you can't give me a straight answer today, I'll die in this mud pit to entertain you!"

Yang Guang rubbed his throbbing temples, utterly speechless.

He looked down at Boss Chen, a strangely benevolent smile suddenly appearing on his lips.

"Okay."

"I can solve this, but you need to understand my rules first."

Yang Guang pulled out the secondhand smartphone with three cracks on the screen from his pocket, skillfully opened WeChat, and brought up the payment code.

Then it was shoved directly into Boss Chen's face.

"Tick-tock!"

"Even between brothers, accounts should be settled clearly."

"The agreed-upon service fee before coming here was 300,000 yuan."

"But this job was extremely difficult, and I even lost my hard-earned year-end bonus."

"so!"

"This 300,000 is just a reward for my hard work in killing the water demon just now."

Yang Guang pointed to the three coffins at the bottom of the pit.

"As for these three white-haired ancestors, that's a separate price."

Upon hearing that money was involved, Jia Youcai, who was standing nearby, immediately came over and displayed his extremely skilled ability to smooth things over.

"Old Chen, my brother is right!"

"Let's settle the bills for the earlier ones first, then we can talk about the rest!"

Boss Chen dared not hesitate for a moment, nodding repeatedly like a pestle being pounded.

"Tie it up!"

"It has to end!"

He quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket and scanned Yang Guang's screen.

Seeing the 300,000 yuan arrive in his account, Yang Guang's extremely agitated heart, which had been pounding with anger due to the loss of merit, finally found a slight sense of comfort.

Once the money is in the account, things will be much easier.

Yang Guang put his phone back in his pocket and kicked Boss Chen in the belly: "Get up and talk."

Mr. Chen scrambled to his feet and wiped the mud off his face.

"Master Yang, what should we do with these three coffins now?"

"What else can we do?"

"Burn it!"

Upon hearing this, the fat on Boss Chen's face froze.

He stared at Yang Guang in utter astonishment, his expression as if he had heard that Yang Guang was going to stew him.

"Burned...burned?"