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

Upon hearing this, Chu Sheng's fat face immediately jiggled.

He tossed the large porcelain cup in his hand and exclaimed excitedly, "Amitabha! This humble monk's broadsword has been itching for a fight for a long time!"

"Brother Guang, what kind of work is it?"

"Should we offer a funeral rite package or proceed with physical cremation?"

Yang Guang strode towards the school gate, cursing as he ran: "I don't know yet, but he's definitely not a good person."

The two rushed out of the school gate in a flurry of activity.

Just then, a taxi stopped on the side of the road to drop off a passenger.

Without saying a word, Yang Guang opened the car door and climbed into the passenger seat.

Chu Sheng followed closely behind.

As it turned out, this guy was too fat, and he was also holding a porcelain cup that was bigger than a human head, so he squeezed into the back seat.

The entire taxi sank heavily, and the chassis let out a mournful cry.

The driver was a bald middle-aged man who turned his head and glanced at Chu Sheng, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Oh my goodness, young man, with your weight, I'll have to charge you double the fare!"

Yang Guang threw a hundred-yuan bill directly onto the center console.

Although his heart was breaking, he couldn't care less about his savings for his wife right now: "Driver, No. 44 Changqing Lane, South of the City!"

"Step on the gas! Drive your Santana like a Ferrari!"

"Keep the change!"

The driver's eyes lit up when he saw the money: "Alright!"

"Fasten your seatbelts, I'm about to show you the power of the Akina Mountain racing legend!"

boom!

The taxi floored the gas pedal, a plume of black smoke billowed from its exhaust pipe, and it sped off.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Yang Guang stared intently ahead, his fists clenched tightly.

Oh shit.

If you dare touch the widow entrusted to me by my old sergeant, whether she's human or ghost, I'll rip your soul out and burn it like a sky lantern today!

……

at the same time.

Changqing Lane in the south of the city.

This old shantytown has long been included in the demolition plan, and most people have already moved away. There are hardly any streetlights left.

Everywhere there were broken walls and ruins, overgrown with weeds, and even in broad daylight, there was a chilling, eerie atmosphere.

But in courtyard number 44, deep in the alley.

In the cellar.

A strong smell of mildew and damp earth filled the small space.

The cellar was not large, with some sprouted potatoes and a few broken sauerkraut jars piled up in one corner.

The light was unusually dim.

I could barely make out the outline of a person.

Yu Zixin pulled Chen Xiaoya along, and the two huddled tightly behind a sauerkraut vat.

Chen Xiaoya was her classmate, a top student who always wore thick glasses with bottle-bottom soles.

But at this moment, Chen Xiaoya no longer possessed the calm and composed demeanor of a top student when doing her homework.

She was trembling like a leaf, her face drained of all color, and her lips turned purple.

He gripped Yu Zixin's arms tightly with both hands, his nails almost digging into her flesh.

"Zixin... Waaaaah..."

Chen Xiaoya held her breath, not daring to let out a loud cry, tears streaming down her face: "My parents... my parents and them..."

Yu Zixin wasn't much better off.

Her face was also deathly pale.

But compared to Chen Xiaoya, she at least managed to maintain a sliver of rationality.

Because she was tightly clutching a handful of yellow talismans in her hand.

This is the exorcism talisman that blew that perverted burly man away last night in the cemetery.

Although she didn't know if she could deal with that terrifying thing outside, it was her only lifeline right now.

"Xiaoya, shh!"

Yu Zixin covered Chen Xiaoya's mouth with her other hand, her voice trembling with fear: "Don't make a sound, please don't make a sound!"

What just happened was like an absurd nightmare.

Before morning reading, Chen Xiaoya received a call from her neighbor saying that her parents had an accident and that she should come home immediately.

Chen Xiaoya was so frightened that she was completely at a loss, so Yu Zixin accompanied her to ask for leave and come back.

But as soon as I pushed open the door...

They witnessed a scene they would never forget.

Chen Xiaoya's parents lay in pools of blood in the main room, their fate unknown.

And next to the body.

Standing there was a monster dressed in red, with disheveled hair, its body twisted at an unbelievable angle!

The thing turned its head and smiled at them.

Half of his face was already rotten.

Yu Zixin reacted quickly, pulling the terrified Chen Xiaoya and rushing out the door.

But the red-clad monster was incredibly fast, and they could only flee in panic, hiding in Chen Xiaoya's cellar.

Just now.

Taking advantage of a slight signal, Yu Zixin hid behind a sauerkraut vat and called Yang Guang.

But as soon as the call connected, before they could even exchange two words, the temperature in the cellar plummeted.

A powerful surge of yin energy severed the signal, and the phone crashed.

Tick.

Tick.

The water dripping from the cellar ceiling fell to the ground, sounding particularly jarring in the silent space.

Chen Xiaoya leaned against Yu Zixin's chest, tears streaming down her face.

"Zixin, are we going to die here?"

"No way!"

Yu Zixin bit her lip, her eyes fixed on the wooden door above the cellar.

"I've already called Yang Guang."

"He's amazing, he'll definitely come to save us!"

Although I usually think Yang Guang is like a lunatic, he still wants to be my dad every day.

But in this moment of despair, Yang Guang's cynical face became her only source of emotional support.

Just then.

A series of light footsteps came from the ground outside the cellar.

"Da...da...da..."

The footsteps were slow and light, as if something was walking barefoot.

Moreover, each step was accompanied by the screeching sound of fingernails scratching against the wall.

The footsteps stopped above the wooden door to the cellar.

Chen Xiaoya was so frightened that she rolled her eyes and almost fainted.

At that moment, all the hairs on Yu Zixin's body stood on end.

She gripped the yellow talismans tightly, her palms sweating, staring intently at the wooden board above her head.

Sudden.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Three muffled knocks sounded on the cellar door.

Each one is heavier than the last.

Followed by.

A sinister sound, as if squeezed out of a broken bellows, came through the crack in the wooden door.

"Found you! So you were hiding down there..."

The voice carried an indescribable excitement and morbidity: "Are you hiding well?"

"I'm coming down to find you..."

"Gagaga..."

It was accompanied by a chilling, eerie laugh.

The sturdy wooden door overhead.

With a "creak".

A pale, swollen hand slowly pulled open a crack from the outside.

A strong, suffocating stench, mixed with a biting, eerie wind, poured wildly into the cellar through the cracks in the door!

Yu Zixin stopped breathing.

His eyes were fixed on the crack in the door, and his right hand gripped the topmost talisman.

If that thing dares to stick its head in, she'll just throw the talisman at it!

"Quack quack quack, little mice, I see you..."

The crack in the door widened, and suddenly a head with wet hair and half a rotting face peeked out upside down through the gap!

A pair of dead fish eyes, completely black with no white in them, stared straight at Yu Zixin and the other person hiding behind the sauerkraut jar!

Chen Xiaoya let out a cry of "Ah!" and completely fainted.

Yu Zixin's heart pounded wildly, and she bit her tongue.

"Go to hell!"

She was about to throw the yellow talisman in her hand.

Sudden.

A deafening shout came from above the cellar!

"Go find your grandpa!"

"boom!"