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

Before he could even make a move.

The simpleton, who had been squatting nearby drooling, suddenly brightened up.

It quickly came up and desperately pried at Yang Guang's faded sweatpants with its two big, hairy claws.

"Woof woof woof!"

Those wise eyes, one gold and one blue, were filled with an eager light.

The meaning is obvious.

Mr. Yang, look at this thing, it's got rabies, it doesn't know anything, and we can't get any information out of it.

It's better to just hand it over to me and let me chew it up and swallow it as a free midnight snack!

Even Dog is practically drooling!

Yang Guang glanced down at the silly dog, then angrily shoved its head away with his foot.

"Get out of my way!"

"This is none of your business. Go sit in the corner and drool."

"This is a crucial clue! If you eat me, where am I supposed to find that old bald monk?"

Er Lengzi let out a pitiful sob, drooping his ears as he stepped aside.

But those dog eyes were still fixed on the senior in red, drool dripping from his mouth, even denting the dust on the ground.

Yang Guang was too lazy to pay attention to it.

He raised his right hand and swiftly drew a golden, shimmering talisman for calming the mind and dispelling misfortune on his right palm with his left index finger.

He flipped his palm over.

He smacked the red-clad senior's forehead hard!

A crisp "snap" sound.

"Wake up, sir!"

With a loud shout from Yang Guang.

A blinding beam of pure golden light surged into the top of the red-clad senior's head!

The vicious black energy that had been surging wildly around her and controlling her mind vanished completely, as if it had encountered strong acid, making a "sizzling" sound.

The evil restriction that the old bald monk Taigu left on her was shattered by Yang Guang's simple and brutal slap.

As the black mist dissipated.

The resentment on the female ghost seemed to be washed away by half at this moment.

Her eyes, which had only whites, gradually regained their black pupils.

The madness and bloodlust in his eyes faded, replaced by clarity.

When she clearly saw Yang Guang standing in front of her, and the fat monk with a face full of scars next to him holding a large porcelain cup.

The female ghost's face showed an expression of utter astonishment and shock.

She clearly hadn't expected this.

How could someone so powerful and vengeful ghost be so easily awakened by a single slap?

Yang Guang put his hands back in his pockets, looked down at her with an extremely cold gaze.

"Are you clear-headed now?"

I'll ask you one more time.

"Answer my question from earlier."

This time, the female ghost dared not hide anything at all.

Not only did she dare not hide it, but when she regained consciousness and recalled everything she had experienced before and after her death, her eyes instantly erupted with boundless hatred!

With a "thump".

Her knees buckled, and she knelt down heavily before Yang Guang!

"Master Celestial!"

"Please, Celestial Master, grant me justice!"

The female ghost cried her heart out. Although she didn't shed any tears, her tragic cries made the donut hiding in the corner shiver.

The hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live stream were completely stunned.

"Holy crap, a vengeful ghost is kneeling?"

"Who is this young man? He's incredibly powerful!"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes and waved his hand impatiently: "Stop, stop!"

"I hate it when people start crying and wailing right away."

"Get to the point."

"If you keep howling, I'll unleash the dogs on you!"

The simpleton next to him bared his teeth in agreement and barked.

The female ghost trembled with fright and quickly stifled her sobs, but her voice still betrayed a deep tremor and grief.

"Master Celestial Master, I am not actually a student of this school."

"My name is Wang Ziyun. I just graduated from university a few months ago and came here to look for a job."

"Then one night on my way back to my rented room, I ran into a foreign monk..."

Speaking of which...

Wang Ziyun's body began to tremble uncontrollably again.

Chu Sheng, who was listening intently, leaned forward with his large frame and asked loudly, "And then?"

"Did that bald monk rob me of my money or my virtue?"

Wang Ziyun shook her head through gritted teeth: "He's a demon!"

"He took a liking to my birth date and time, saying that I had an extremely yin constitution, making me the most suitable person to be used to create a vengeful ghost."

"He forcibly took me away and tortured me in the most cruel ways!"

"He drove barbed nails, one by one, into my fingernails, then sealed me alive in a large red coffin and buried me underground in a place where there was no light!"

"He wanted to let me slowly suffocate to death in extreme pain and fear!"

"Only in this way can my resentment reach its peak at the moment of my death!"

Upon hearing this...

The air in the entire art classroom froze instantly.

Even the chat room, where people usually love to banter, went silent for a brief moment.

What followed was a screen full of anger!

"Grass!"

"That's a beast!"

"Buried alive?"

"Or getting your nails done?"

"Call the police!"

"Call the police immediately!"

The donut in the corner was so frightened that it collapsed on the ground, covering its mouth and not daring to breathe.

Chu Sheng's chubby face, which had been all smiles, now turned completely somber.

He gripped the large, golden porcelain cup with Sanskrit inscriptions tightly in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging out.

"Damn it!"

Chu Sheng launched into a tirade, abandoning all semblance of monastic decorum: "This isn't a monk, this is a devil in disguise!"

"This is utterly disgraceful to Buddhism!"

"Brother Guang, this humble monk can no longer tolerate this!"

"Today we're going to use this porcelain cup to smash that bald monk's brains out!"

Er Lengzi echoed, making a gurgling, angry sound in his throat.

Yang Guang stood still.

He did not fly into a rage like Chu Sheng.

But his face, which usually carried a somewhat carefree and irreverent air, now wore a rare serious expression.

A fleeting, chilling murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Making money is no problem.

But this kind of evil cultivator who treats human life as worthless and even uses such cruel methods to cultivate ghosts has completely crossed Yang Guang's bottom line.

What's more, it's one thing that that thing has provoked me time and time again.

Last time you were just messing with me?

Even without all this, Yang Guang would still kill him!

Yang Guang looked at Wang Ziyun kneeling on the ground and said solemnly, "Alright, I understand your situation."

"Since you've come to me, I'll accept your request."

Yang Guang took a step forward, removed his hands from his pockets, and stood tall and straight: "Let me introduce myself."

"I am the current head of the Office for the Assistance of the Deceased!"

"Now that I've accepted your commission, I'll definitely handle this matter thoroughly for you!"

Wang Ziyun looked up, her eyes filled with unbelievable excitement.

Yang Guang narrowed his eyes and stared at her coldly.

"so."

"Can you tell me now where that bastard is?"