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

Hearing this, Lin Yue's tense nerves finally relaxed.

She let out a long sigh of relief: "It's good that you're alright. I was really worried that something might have happened to you. We were terrified when we heard thunder downstairs."

Yang Guang kicked the corpse-driver who was still convulsing on the ground.

"This old bastard is a heretical cultivator from western Hunan who drives corpses. He's alive, and I've specially saved him for you."

Yang Guang curled his lip: "Take him back and interrogate him properly. Use whatever tortures the Qing Dynasty has to offer."

"These people definitely have accomplices in Fengdu City. Your police should contact Bureau 749 as soon as possible. Maybe you can get some important information out of him."

Lin Yue immediately turned around and waved to her subordinates behind her: "Cuff him!"

"Take it back!"

"Be careful, everyone wear gloves when you search them!"

Several criminal police officers suddenly realized what was happening and quickly took out handcuffs and stepped forward to tie up the corpse driver.

"The rest of the floor cleaning work is up to you."

Yang Guang dusted off his hands, and his usually nonchalant tone suddenly became more subdued.

He turned to look at Lin Yue and said seriously, "Officer, I have something else to do first today."

"After I finish, I might need your help."

Lin Yue was stunned for a moment.

Something that could make Yang Guang, a stingy and sharp-tongued guy, seriously ask for help must be something extraordinary.

"What is it? Tell me."

Yang Guang pulled the shattered delivery box out of his school uniform pocket and sighed.

"The deliveryman who died downstairs today had a rather unusual case."

Yang Guang pointed with his chin to a pile of mangled flesh next to the black zombie: "Look, that pile of rotten flesh is him."

"This old guy has malicious intentions. He deliberately ordered takeout on the platform as bait to lure people over to have this zombie's meal."

Lin Yue followed Yang Guang's gaze and looked in that direction. Even though she was used to seeing murder scenes, her stomach churned.

Then, an uncontrollable anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

This is absolutely outrageous!

Yang Guang continued, "This older brother is a man with a tragic fate."

"I take on delivery jobs in remote areas in the middle of the night, not for anything else, but just to earn that two hundred yuan."

He said his daughter needed to pay for her tutoring class tomorrow.

"In the end, I didn't make any money, and I died here."

"He died with his eyes wide open in anger, and as a ghost, he came to my agency to make a request."

"Let me help him get this errand fee back and give it to his daughter."

Upon hearing this...

The rooftop fell silent instantly.

Chu Sheng, who was standing to the side, stopped chanting scriptures and silently put the large porcelain cup in his hand into his tattered cassock.

He held one hand in front of his chest and murmured a Buddhist chant.

Jia Youcai let out a long sigh, his old face losing its usual sly, conman-like demeanor.

"A hemp rope always breaks at its thinnest point, and misfortune always finds those with a hard life."

"I've lived my whole life as an old man, always freeloading, but I can't stand seeing this kind of wicked thing."

Er Lengzi retracted its long tongue and, unusually, refrained from barking and jumping around, obediently squatting at Yang Guang's feet.

Lin Yue's eyebrows furrowed tightly, her eyes filled with deep sympathy and regret.

She gritted her teeth and nodded emphatically to Yang Guang.

"I see."

"I will personally follow up on this case."

"Regarding his daughter... I will apply for assistance funds in the name of the police, or I will pay for the little girl's schooling myself."

Yang Guang shook his head, interrupting her.

"One thing at a time."

"How you, the government, provide compensation is your business."

"But the rules of my funeral service office cannot be broken."

"Once you accept a commission, you must complete it exactly as it was."

"This is the two hundred dollars he earned with his life as a running fee. I have to personally hand it over to his daughter to finally put an end to his karmic obsession. Otherwise, he won't be at peace in the afterlife."

"I'll perform a ritual to help him pass on peacefully now, so he can leave in peace."

Lin Yue agreed without hesitation: "Okay!"

"Then you deal with it first!"

Done.

Lin Yue then directed her subordinates to set up a cordon and collect evidence at the scene, while she went to the side to make a phone call to the police station to verify the identity of the deceased.

Yang Guang walked to the edge of the rooftop.

The night wind made his faded school uniform flutter loudly.

He reached into his pocket with his left hand and pulled out the Yin-gathering talisman used to collect souls.

He brought his two fingers together and gave a sudden jerk.

"now!"

A gust of cold wind swept across the rooftop.

The deliveryman's blood-covered, half-shriveled ghost reappeared.

As soon as the deliveryman came out, he saw the black zombie that had been split in two on the ground, and his own gruesome corpse next to it.

A flicker of disbelief crossed his dull, lifeless eyes, followed by a profound sense of relief.

With a thud.

The deliveryman's ghost immediately knelt down before Yang Guang, repeatedly kowtowing and crying, "Thank you, Heavenly Master... Thank you, Heavenly Master, for avenging me..."

Yang Guang, with his hands in his pockets, didn't dodge and took the blows head-on.

"Alright, stop banging your head. If you keep doing that, half of your head will fall off."

Yang Guang curled his lip: "That old bastard has already been arrested by the police, it's only a matter of time before he gets shot."

"I cleaved this monster into dust too."

Yang Guang waved the tattered delivery box in his hand: "I'll remember what you asked me to do."

"I've already gotten the money back for you."

"Let's go."

"I'll take you home first, and you can show me the way yourself."

"This is the last thing I'll do for you. After I'm done, you can go and be reincarnated in peace."

Upon hearing Yang Guang's words, the delivery driver nodded gratefully and bowed repeatedly.

Yang Guang turned around and shouted downstairs.

"Old Jia, you fatso!"

"Finished the work? Hurry up and come wash the floor... oops, hurry up and get in the car, let's go to the next destination!"

A few minutes later.

The pink electric scooter for seniors is started up again.

The dilapidated car emitted a series of ear-piercing electrical noises as it wobbled away from the unfinished building in the western suburbs.

The carriage was still packed like a sardine can.

Jia Youcai gripped the steering wheel with both hands, listening with a pained expression to the occasional scraping sounds coming from the chassis.

"Oh my God, this old man has really done something terrible today with his pink memories."

"Brother, where are we going again?"

Yang Guang sat in the passenger seat, rubbing his temples: "It's an urban village, just follow his orders."

He pointed to the ghost of the deliveryman floating on the roof of the car.

Er Lengzi, standing to the side, was squeezed against the car door by Chu Sheng's big butt, his dog face pressed against the glass, drool dripping all over the ground.

"Oh my god, Mr. Yang, why is this road in such bad shape!"

"It has more wrinkles than my grandma's face! It almost shook up all the fancy seafood I just ate!"

Chu Sheng held one hand upright in front of his chest, while the other hand tightly clutched his large porcelain cup.

"Amitabha, please bear with it, dog benefactor."

"This is what they mean by 'no pain, no gain.'"