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

"I'm going for a walk with Er Lengzi to take care of some important business."

Yang Guang shoved his hands into his sweatpants pockets and raised his chin: "This lousy sanatorium, I'm going to turn it upside down today."

"Don't wander off here, I'll be back for you soon!"

Upon hearing that Yang Guang was leaving...

Jia Youcai, who was hiding in the back, became anxious.

"Hey bro!"

"You can't leave!"

Jia Youcai gripped the broken table leg tightly in his hand, his old face scrunched up: "I'm not at ease without you!"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes at him, annoyed: "Aren't you duty-bound to vanquish demons and monsters?"

"With Fatty around, what are you afraid of!"

"Alright, stop dawdling!"

Done.

Yang Guang ignored their agreement and kicked Er Lengzi, saying, "Lead the way!"

"Woof!"

Er Lengzi wagged its tail excitedly and plunged headfirst into the dark passage.

Yang Guang quickly followed, and the man and the dog disappeared into the darkness deep in the corridor in the blink of an eye.

The viewers in the live stream immediately became anxious upon seeing this situation.

"No, Master! Where are you going?!"

[No, the main character is gone, how can we watch this show now?]

[Quick! Streamer, hurry up and follow! We want to see the master unleash his power!]

[Follow the master and you'll profit! Hurry, follow him!]

The screen was filled with comments urging Donut to keep up with Yang Guang's pace.

But donuts are so clever.

The intense stimulation of those few minutes had nearly taken her half her life.

Although the fat monk was there now, Yang Guang wasn't around, and her heart, which had just settled down, started to flutter again.

Moreover, Yang Guang's posture clearly indicated that he was going to fight.

With her thin arms and legs, she wouldn't even be enough to fill someone's teeth.

With practiced ease, Donut turned the camera around and aimed it directly at Chu Sheng, who was holding a large porcelain cup.

"Family members!"

"Master Yang is checking for potential hazards around us, let's not disturb him while he's working."

"Now, let's welcome another distinguished guest!"

"The undisputed master of physical rituals for the deceased, and the sole designated spokesperson for the DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra!"

Donut winked at Chu Sheng: "Master, why don't you give your family another talent show?"

Chu Sheng is the kind of person who's always trying to get attention.

The moment she saw the camera pointed at her, her 250 pounds of fat instantly stood out.

"Amitabha!"

The fat monk, holding a cup in one hand and a microphone in the other, said, "Since you benefactors are so kind as to refuse, then this humble monk will cleanse your ears once more today!"

"Where is the sound engineer?!"

For the sake of that 20,000 yuan, Jia Youcai fawned over and pressed the play button on the Bluetooth speaker.

The deafeningly loud, earthy sound effects exploded again!

The live stream audience's attention was instantly drawn to Chu Sheng's extremely outrageous cyber Buddhism.

the other side.

Yang Guang followed Er Lengzi down the dark corridor to the basement of the sanatorium.

The further down you go, the stronger the musty and stench of decay becomes in the air.

The temperature was ridiculously low, and the walls were covered with a layer of slippery black water.

"You idiot, are you sure this is the place?"

Yang Guang rubbed his arms, which were covered in goosebumps, and asked in a low voice.

Er Lengzi stopped and turned around, rolling his eyes in an extremely human way.

"Woof!"

"Dad Yang, what are you saying? You can insult my intelligence, but you can't insult my nose!"

"That old bald monk's stench almost made me throw up."

Yang Guang patted Er Lengzi's head with great satisfaction: "Well done."

"If you see that old bastard Taigu later, don't worry about anything else, just go up there and bite his leg until it's crippled!"

Er Lengzi stared at him speechlessly.

how?

Addicted to getting things for free?

All I care about is whether that old bald monk has any high-calorie snacks on him!

A person and a dog turned a corner.

A very heavy iron gate appeared in front of them.

The iron gate was half-closed, and a very faint red light shone from inside, accompanied by an extremely eerie chanting sound.

The sound was like fingernails rubbing against a blackboard, extremely harsh and unpleasant.

Yang Guang's eyes sharpened.

The last Celestial Master's instincts made him instantly aware of the extremely powerful Yin energy behind the iron gate.

"Found it."

Yang Guang very discreetly pulled out a crumpled yellow talisman and held it between his fingers.

He made a gesture to Er Lengzi.

The man and dog clung to the wall in an extremely lewd manner, slowly approaching the iron gate.

I peeked through the crack in the door.

What the hell!

Even Yang Guang, the last Celestial Master who had seen many grand occasions, couldn't help but gasp in shock.

This is an extremely spacious basement.

At this moment, all the metal cabinets in the basement had been opened.

A large area in the very center was left empty.

A huge, eerie array was drawn on the ground with extremely bright cinnabar.

In the very center of the formation stood an extremely eerie blood-red shrine.

The shrine does not contain any Buddha statues.

Instead, it was an extremely ferocious headless ghost!

Around the shrine, there were more than a dozen black pottery jars arranged in close proximity.

Each pottery jar had an extremely eerie black talisman pasted on it.

There are actually a bunch of those black-faced Kumanthong dolls that Yang Guang and the others just saw here!

However, the contents of these pottery jars did not seem to be fully formed yet, and black blood was constantly seeping out.

And in front of that shrine.

A monk dressed in an extremely ornate red and yellow robe was sitting cross-legged.

He closed his eyes and rapidly plucked a string of white bone prayer beads in his hand.

He kept chanting that extremely grating incantation.

This old fellow is none other than Taigu, the evil monk from outside who fought Yang Guang before!

"Fuck you."

Yang Guang stared at the pottery jars, his eyes wide: "Is this old man running an armory for Kumanthong (a type of Thai amulet)?"

How many lives will this cause!

If they were all taken down.

My unlucky old man, whom I've never met, owes the underworld a mountain of good deeds. I bet he's at least paid off the interest by now.

Er Lengzi squatted down at Yang Guang's feet.

Those heterochromatic eyes were fixed on the pottery jars on the ground.

The drool was running wildly and uncontrollably.

"Woof!"

Er Lengzi excitedly nuzzled Yang Guang with his head, calling out, "Dad Yang!"

"We're rich! We're rich!"

"With so many instant noodles, I'm going to eat myself to death today!"

Yang Guang's eyes lit up as he looked at the pottery jars emitting black smoke all over the ground.

This must have taken so much merit!

Maybe today I can finally make up for a small part of the KPIs that my unlucky old man owes to the underworld!

Just as the man and the dog were drooling over the delicious "midnight snack" and "merit" scattered all over the ground.

"Crack!"

From a corner of the room, a very faint scraping sound suddenly came.

The sound seemed particularly abrupt in the silent underground space.

Yang Guang and Er Lengzi turned their heads almost simultaneously.

Their gazes, like two searchlights, were fixed on a pillar behind the shrine.

Taigu, who usually pretends to chant scriptures, is now hunched over with his buttocks sticking out, completely lacking the demeanor of a high monk.

He was still clutching his string of white bone prayer beads tightly in his hand.

They were tiptoeing towards a hidden door on the other side of the basement...