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

Most importantly, wealthy women are very generous.

Getting such a great outfit for free, the quality is simply top-notch.

Even that silly dog, Er Lengzi, was dressed in a bright red cheongsam-like vest, looking as festive as if it were Chinese New Year.

Er Lengzi looked down at his outfit, his heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue, filled with disdain.

"Woof..."

Yang Guang glanced down at it, then slapped it on the head: "What are you howling about?"

"How festive!"

"This fabric is far more valuable than your dog fur coat. Be content."

A group of people came out of the hotel, and they were in an incredibly good mood.

When Jiang Siyu and Donut saw them again, both of them had satisfied expressions on their faces.

Especially Yang Guang.

The saying "clothes make the man" is really true.

Once she changed out of that mud monkey look, she looked completely different.

A simple shirt made his already youthful face look refreshing, and he seemed like a completely different person.

He's definitely a sunny and handsome young man.

The donut's eyes widened for a moment, and it muttered softly, "Wow, it looks so good after it's been washed."

"I should have known better than to have rejected him in the first place."

Yang Guang has such keen ears that he immediately received the praise.

He immediately appreciated it.

He raised his hand to touch his freshly styled hair with a smug grin, tilting his chin up, looking incredibly proud of himself.

"cough."

"Don't be obsessed with me."

"I'm just a legend."

Jiang Siyu: "..."

Donut:"……"

The initial positive impression vanished instantly.

Jia Youcai, standing to the side, curled his lip in envy and said, "Tch."

"It's great to be young."

"If I were fifty years younger, I'd be a heartthrob too."

Yang Guang glanced at him sideways: "Even if you were fifty years younger, you'd still be a twenty-something-year-old swindler."

"The pot calling the kettle black."

"Pooh!"

Jia Youcai retorted, "That's what I call experience in the martial world!"

The group chatted and laughed as they entered a rather grand restaurant next door.

Jiang Siyu booked a large private room, and ordered the dishes from Donuts, including abalone, lobster, and king crab—she didn't miss a thing.

Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, Chu Sheng was so excited that he clasped his hands together, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Amitabha."

"Good, good, good."

"Today, this humble monk has finally lived up to the expectations of this body of flesh."

Er Lengzi squatted under the table, sniffing hard, drool dripping all over the floor.

Yang Guang picked up a piece of lobster meat and threw it down, saying irritably, "Eat up, eat up, you'll have the energy to work tonight."

"Got it."

"If we run into a Kumanthong again tonight, you'd better be the one to rush ahead."

"Just like last time, I ate it all in one go."

Er Lengzi, with a lobster meat in his mouth, swayed his tail like an electric fan.

The meaning was very obvious.

Don't worry, Dad Yang, I'm a professional at eating ghosts!

During the meal, Donut couldn't help but ask again, "Yang Guang, are we really going to that sanatorium tonight?"

"I'm still a little uneasy."

Yang Guang took a sip of his drink and waved his hand dismissively: "What's there to be afraid of?"

"That thing hides during the day and only comes out at night."

"We have to catch it red-handed when it comes out."

Donut swallowed hard: "Then...then it's really okay for me to do a live stream?"

"rest assured."

Yang Guang patted his chest: "Did I put that talisman on you, young master?"

Donut touched his chest: "It's on."

"That solves it."

Yang Guang raised his chin: "With that talisman, let alone a Kumanthong, even if the King of Hell's own uncle came, he would have to stay ten meters away just by smelling the scent."

Jiang Siyu chimed in from the side, "Your bragging skills are getting better every day."

Yang Guang stated confidently, "I'm just being realistic."

Jia Youcai also came over, gnawing on a king crab leg while mumbling an indistinct remark: "Yeah, little girl, you can rest assured."

"With Master Dao and Master Yang Guang, two highly skilled individuals, here to oversee things."

"That shabby sanatorium, even if it's a den of dragons and tigers tonight, we'll take it down!"

Yang Guang glanced at him sideways: "Old Jia, swallow that crab leg in your mouth before you blow on it."

"You've drooled right into my bowl."

Jia Youcai blushed and quickly wiped his mouth, saying, "Oops, I've lost my composure."

Chu Sheng kept his head down, showing off without even looking up: "Please, gentlemen, slow down your argument."

"Don't delay this humble monk's meal."

"This king crab will get cold if we don't eat it soon."

A group of people were eating and drinking, making a huge racket.

Donut looked at the group of people at the table. They were clearly going to investigate some ghost-raising den, but they acted like they were going on a spring outing, carefree and oblivious.

But I don't know why.

Being with this bunch of clowns actually made her fear of dying gradually dissipate.

She secretly squeezed the warm talisman in her arms, then glanced at Yang Guang, who was fighting with Jia Youcai for the last lobster, and couldn't help but smile.

Maybe everything will be alright tonight.

Yang Guang snatched the lobster and proudly gestured with his chin towards Jia Youcai, but when he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Siyu looking thoughtfully at the donut on her head.

His eyes flickered slightly.

We need to eat quickly.

Once it gets dark, it's time to go meet that "old friend".

however.

While they were eating, Jiang Siyu stared at something thoughtfully for a long time.

Suddenly, he slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly: "No way!"

"I've made up my mind!"

"I have to go too!"

Yang Guang almost choked on the abalone he had just put in his mouth.

He stared wide-eyed at Jiang Siyu and said irritably, "What are you going to do?"

"You're perfectly content being a rich woman, why do you have to go to that desolate wilderness to feed mosquitoes?"

Jiang Siyu raised her chin confidently: "I'm the boss!"

"Sweetie is one of our company's top assets. If anything goes wrong, I'll have to be on-site to keep an eye on things, right?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes.

Staring?

If you really encounter a ghost, what can you do besides scream?

Are you paying ghosts?

Yang Guang waved his hand and decisively refused: "No way."

"That place is incredibly dangerous; you, an ordinary person, would only cause trouble if you went there."

Jiang Siyu's eyes widened: "I'll drive!"

"I'll add another 50,000 to your appearance fee!"

"make a deal!"

Yang Guang answered very decisively, and even took out a tissue to wipe his mouth.

"That rich woman is so generous!"

"With me here, tonight is like a day trip to a real-life haunted house!"

Jia Youcai, watching from the side, was practically grimacing.

This kid's speed at making money is something I, as a Taoist priest, can only dream of.

Although Jia Youcai admired, he was not jealous.

They earn money through their own abilities.

They set off immediately after eating.

Two hours later.

Two black Mercedes-Benz vans came to a steady stop outside the large iron gate of the abandoned sanatorium in the west of the city.

This is a special car that Jiang Siyu had her company arrange.

The car door opened.

Yang Guang was the first to jump down, taking a deep breath.

Followed by.

Chu Sheng squeezed down, burping as he held his large porcelain cup.

"belch……"

"This king crab has a really strong flavor."