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

Bai Sheng swallowed hard.

Looking at the morgue building in front of us, it resembled a giant beast lurking in the darkness.

The intense stench of death emanating from there made even this professionally trained 749 Bureau agent feel his legs go weak.

With that concentration of evil energy, whatever's inside is definitely a formidable opponent.

Should we let him go in alone?

Isn't that food delivery?

Bai Sheng gritted his teeth, stiffened his neck, and muttered, "I... I have an injury on my face, I can't use my full strength!"

Yang Guang sneered and mercilessly delivered the finishing blow.

"What's wrong?"

"Is Qimen Dunjia a form of magic performed using the face?"

"You can't chant the spell because your face is swollen?"

Yang Guang's smile faded, a hint of disdain in his eyes: "If you don't have the skills, don't take on the job."

"They're arrogant all day long, but when something really happens, they turn into spineless cowards."

"If you can't even find the person, then I suggest you hurry back to your mother and drink her milk."

"Don't embarrass yourself here."

This statement completely humiliated Bai Sheng.

His chest heaved violently with anger, and his one eye glared fiercely at Yang Guang.

But rather.

He just doesn't dare to take that step!

He chickened out!

Ah Zeng watched from the side and sighed inwardly.

Bai Sheng has really messed up this time.

However, he did not step in to help, since Bai Sheng had brought this upon himself.

Ah Zeng turned to Yang Guang, and said with a forced smile, "Brother, stop teasing him."

"This place is too haunted; we should focus on our business."

"What should we do now?"

Yang Guang snorted coldly: "What else can we do?"

"Just go in and take him down!"

Hearing Yang Guang's words, A Zeng looked at him in surprise and asked, "Aren't we brothers? Aren't we going to make any preparations at all?"

Bai Sheng looked at Yang Guang with a mocking expression.

However, he wasn't being sarcastic now; instead, he was waiting to see Yang Guang make a fool of himself.

Yang Guang simply smiled and said calmly, "What preparations are needed to deal with rats like these?"

"My arrival is the greatest preparation."

Done.

Yang Guang then looked at Zhao Gang beside him and said, "Old Zhao, you don't need to come in with us. Just stay outside and maintain order."

Zhao Gang immediately nodded and said, "No problem."

"Then please be careful. If you need anything, just let me know. I'll have men guarding outside."

"Don't worry!"

"Even if the King of Heaven himself came tonight, I wouldn't let him in!"

Yang Guang waved his hand, and then led Zeng and Bai Sheng into the crematorium.

In the dead of night at the crematorium, the wind carried a chill that seemed to freeze bones.

The further you go in, the denser the yin energy becomes.

Moreover, the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, unlike the usual stench of decay.

It has a very strong rusty smell, and even a burnt smell.

Yang Guang sniffed and waved his hand dismissively.

Bai Sheng, whose face was swollen, didn't say a word, but his steps were noticeably slower.

The dark, bruised eye nervously darted around into the dark corners.

I'm afraid something might pop up out of nowhere.

soon.

Yang Guang and his group then arrived at the morgue, where people were queuing up to be cremated.

However, everyone at the crematorium had already left, and the entire crematorium was eerily quiet, with only the three of them remaining.

According to the established route, Yang Guang went first, Bai Sheng went in the middle, and A Zeng went last.

The morgue is very spacious.

Rows of stainless steel morgue carts were neatly placed against the wall, covered with white sheets.

After taking a look inside and confirming that the corpses showed no abnormalities and had no possibility of reanimation, the three breathed a sigh of relief.

However, this place has a lot of yin energy, and if it is not dealt with soon, something bad will happen sooner or later.

I was just planning to go and see other places.

Before they could even turn around, a dull bang rang out as the metal door of the morgue slammed shut.

The commotion startled the three of them.

The three of them immediately looked over.

Followed by.

The incandescent light overhead flickered and was accompanied by a buzzing sound of electricity.

The originally pale light instantly turned into an eerie, ghostly green, and the atmosphere became terrifying to the extreme.

Yang Guang, on the other hand, looked around with a relaxed expression.

Ah Zeng, however, looked wary, gripping a black dagger at his waist with his other hand, his muscles tense.

As for Bai Sheng, he's like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

He looked around furtively with shifty eyes.

His face, which was covered in pig's head fat, trembled, and he was completely panicked.

The next second, Bai Sheng screamed, a sound comparable to a hen being choked.

He jumped right up from the ground.

He discovered that his ankle was being gripped tightly by something cold and sticky.

He then performed a series of powerful footwork steps and shouted, "The Gate of Death opens!"

In this critical moment, the big nostril finally used its trump card, stepping directly into the Death Gate in the Qimen Dunjia (a form of divination).

This can be considered a case of being put in a do-or-die situation and then surviving.

Instantly!

A dark green aura of death burst forth from his body, and with a slam of his foot, it struck the hand directly!

The "hand" gripping his ankle was instantly blasted into a puddle of black water by the death energy.

A nauseating, fishy stench immediately filled the air.

Bai Sheng landed on the ground, panting, his eyes bruised and black. He pointed at the pool of black water and shouted triumphantly, "See that?!"

"I told you, my Bai family's Qimen Dunjia is invincible!"

"One move!"

"I killed that monster in one move!"

Yang Guang stood in front, his hands in his pockets, looking at him sideways with an expression that said he was an idiot.

"What the hell are you yelling about!"

Yang Guang cursed irritably, "That's not even a ghost, yet you just threw a powerful move at it."

"What's wrong?"

"You still think you're handsome?"

Ah Zeng, unable to bear watching any longer, said with a wry smile, "Xiao Sheng, save your energy, the main character hasn't shown up yet."

"We're expending too much energy now; what if a real fight breaks out later?"

Bai Sheng's face flushed red and then paled, and with a lisp, he stubbornly replied, "I...I call this strategic deterrence!"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes.

I can't be bothered with this thing.

Just as the group was arguing, the stainless steel trolley in the morgue suddenly began to shake violently.

"Splash... splash..."

Dozens of carts covered with white sheets seemed to have a life of their own, their metal wheels screeching against the cold cement floor.

next second.

Underneath the white cloth, something began to heave violently, as if it were desperately trying to break free.

Ah Zeng's expression changed: "This is bad!"

"The corpse has risen!"