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

Looking at Donut, who was huddled on the sofa shivering, Yang Guang, unusually, put away his usual carefree attitude and revealed a gentle smile.

"Don't be nervous."

"This is no problem. If you're with me, I can take care of it in no time."

"But you'll have to cooperate first."

Donut sobbed, lifting her head, her eyes red like a rabbit's: "Match...match what?"

Yang Guang plopped down on the single sofa opposite her, completely unconcerned that the yellow mud on his trousers had rubbed against his leather.

Jiang Siyu watched from the side, her heart aching; that was imported Italian full-grain cowhide.

But she couldn't care less about the sofa at that moment.

"Tell me everything that happened these past two days, from beginning to end, exactly as it happened."

Yang Guang rested his hands on his knees, his tone unusually serious: "Where did you go? What did you do? What did you encounter? Don't miss a single detail."

"The more detailed the explanation, the better."

Donut took a deep breath.

Whether it was Yang Guang's voice or not, it had a calming power, but her heart, which had been in her throat, slowly calmed down.

"I...I'm a ghost-hunting livestreamer."

"I usually go to places with a lot of yin energy to do live broadcasts, like abandoned hospitals, unfinished buildings, haunted houses and the like."

Yang Guang nodded.

A professional at courting death.

understood.

"I've been to this kind of place many times, and nothing has ever happened."

Donut's voice trembled slightly: "And before each of my live streams, our company sends a professional exploration team to scout out the location and conduct thorough checks."

"I'll only go once I'm sure it's safe."

Yang Guang raised an eyebrow, turned to look at Jiang Siyu, and said, "Rich lady, your company is quite sophisticated, isn't it?"

Jiang Siyu rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. "That's right."

"We provide legitimate outdoor adventure content, and safety is our top priority."

Yang Guang clicked his tongue: "They are quite particular."

"It's a pity that your professional team came up empty-handed this time."

Done.

He looked at the donut and continued, "Go on, I'm listening."

Upon hearing this, Donut's face paled again. She nodded and continued her story.

"That day we went to that sanatorium in the west of the city that had been abandoned for more than ten years."

"The live stream went well so far, and the chat was very lively."

"But halfway through the live stream, suddenly a lot of people started commenting in the chat that they saw something behind me."

Yang Guang's eyes flickered slightly: "What is it?"

"They can't explain it clearly."

Donut swallowed hard: "I told you there was a dark shadow following me around."

"I didn't take it seriously at the time."

"My longtime fans who watch my live streams love doing this. They keep spamming 'Someone's behind the streamer' just to scare me and see my scream."

"This was just for the sake of the show."

Yang Guang: "..."

Good guy.

You guys, these old fans of abstract humor, have turned the story of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf" into reality.

"And then what happened?"

Donut rubbed his arms, as if he were getting cold again: "Then I finished broadcasting and went home."

"But as soon as I got home, I just felt completely out of sorts."

"I feel dizzy and have no energy at all. I just want to sleep."

"I thought it was because I was tired from staying up all night doing live streams, so I went straight to sleep."

"result……"

At this point, Donut's tears started welling up in her eyes again, and her body trembled like a leaf.

"As soon as I fell asleep, I felt a man standing by my bed."

The temperature in the office seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

Jiang Siyu subconsciously moved closer to Yang Guang.

She herself had been possessed, and she has a real psychological trauma from this kind of thing.

Yang Guang, however, remained as composed as a rock. He leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said, "Stand by the bed?"

"Describe what that guy looks like to me in detail."

Donut clutched the hem of her hoodie tightly, her voice trembling and out of tune: "Height...I'm not tall."

"He looks like a child, probably only fifteen or sixteen years old."

Yang Guang's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Go on."

"His face was particularly dark."

Donut's breathing quickened: "It's as black as the bottom of a pot, and the worst part is, it doesn't have eyes!"

"The area around the eyes is just two black holes!"

"What's most frightening is that his entire body is covered in dense black patterns, like tattoos or talismans, which looks incredibly creepy!"

He just stood there by my bedside, without saying a word.

"Water was still dripping from my body, it was icy cold, and it dripped onto my face..."

At this point, Donut couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears again.

"He even asked me if I wanted to go home with him!"

"Waaah..."

"I don't want to go home with him!"

Jiang Siyu quickly sat down next to her, put her arm around her shoulder, patted her gently, and comforted her softly.

But her own complexion wasn't much better.

Yang Guang, sitting opposite him, was completely stunned.

Dark-skinned.

No eyes.

Its entire body is covered with dense black runes.

He's still as tall as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child.

These characteristics come together.

Yang Guang's mind went blank for a moment, and an extremely familiar image popped into his head.

Kumanthong!

Isn't this the standard image of a Kumanthong?

Yang Guang's lips twitched involuntarily.

He instinctively turned his head and looked at the person lying...

and many more.

Er Lengzi is still squatting in the mud pit in Shuitangba Village waiting for the company's car.

Yang Guang silently turned his head back.

have to.

You can't even make eye contact with the dog.

You know, the last time he dealt with the Kumanthong sent by that evil monk Taigu, it was that stupid dog Erlengzi who rushed up and destroyed it in one bite, swallowing it whole, bones and talisman.

Yang Guang will never forget the design of that thing.

Moreover, this is also a classic technique used by Taigu in creating imps.

Yang Guang's heart skipped a beat without warning.

Holy crap.

It really is a Kumanthong.

That deal is going to be very complicated.

Could it be that the shabby sanatorium that the unlucky Donut went to explore was actually a den where Taigu and his gang of bastards were making ghosts?

The more Yang Guang thought about it, the brighter his eyes became.

If we really take down Taigu's stronghold, wouldn't the merits be pouring in like dumplings?

"Hello!"

Jiang Siyu became anxious when she saw that Yang Guang remained silent for a long time, glancing out the window from time to time with a strange expression on his face.

She reached out and waved her hand vigorously in front of Yang Guang's eyes.

"Yang Guang!"

"Say something!"

"What's with that expression?"

"Is it curable?"

Donut also looked up, crying, staring at him with eyes that seemed to await final judgment.

Yang Guang then seemed to wake up from a dream, quickly putting away the lewd expression on his face that looked like he had made a fortune, and forcibly adopting the aloof demeanor of the last Celestial Master.

"cough."

"It can be cured."

"It's a small matter."