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

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Yang Guang skillfully blindfolded the two stone unicorns at the door with the red cloth in his hand.

This is the rule of the Office for the Assistance of the Deceased.

The stone unicorn is an auspicious beast that guards the home, possessing a fierce and malevolent aura.

If you don't cover their eyes.

Those weak and wandering ghosts, just by looking at them, will have half of their souls scattered.

Who would dare to come to our door to place a request?

After doing all this.

Yang Guang clapped his hands, swaggered back to the main room, and slumped into the armchair.

He pulled out his newly bought, far superior mobile phone.

I skillfully opened the King's Canyon, ready to start a ranked match and kill my way in and out of the game.

"The enemy will arrive on the battlefield in five seconds!"

Yang Guang wiggled his thumb: "Today, I'm going to climb up to this rank!"

Time passed second by second.

It's midnight.

The time when Yin energy is at its strongest.

Yang Guang had just fed three kills in the game and was about to ask the jungler's family history a question.

Sudden.

The old wind chime hanging outside the courtyard gate started ringing urgently.

at the same time.

The two green lanterns at the entrance swayed wildly.

A biting gust of cold wind suddenly rushed in from outside the courtyard.

The wind made the eight-immortal table in the main room shake.

Come to life!

Yang Guang's eyes lit up.

He simply tossed his phone aside.

What's wrong with letting your teammates down?

Earning merit and repaying debts is the most important thing!

Yang Guang immediately sat up straight, placing his hands on the armrests of the armchair.

He adopted an air of profound mystery and the majesty of the last Celestial Master.

He cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Now that you've arrived at the door, why haven't you shown yourself?"

"What grievance do you have? Come in and speak!"

The voice just fell.

A figure dressed in red, exuding a strong smell of burning, slowly drifted in from outside the door.

A gloomy atmosphere prevailed.

Half of his face was intact, but ashen white as paper.

The other half of his face was burned beyond recognition, a bloody mess, charred black, a sight that would make one lose their appetite for three days.

Yang Guang had already prepared to use his standard sales pitch to fool people.

Upon closer inspection...

They were stunned.

This isn't entertaining guests, it's just acquaintances visiting!

"Holy crap?"

"Sister Hua?"

Yang Guang jumped up from the armchair, his previously inscrutable expression instantly shattering.

Looking at the familiar figure in front of him, he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Damn it."

"I lit the lanterns, covered the Qilin with my mask, and waited for ages in a row."

"We didn't get the first order, but you've come back instead?"

Sister Hua still had that cold and aloof demeanor.

She was a tragic figure who died in a fire twenty years ago, and later became a ghost servant following Yang Guang.

He doesn't talk much normally, but he's too obsessed with things.

She wants to find her child who was lost years ago.

Hua Jie floated in mid-air, bowed slightly, and gave Yang Guang a salute.

"You brat."

"My sister's back!"

Yang Guang gripped the armrests of the armchair tightly, his face full of disgust: "Holy crap?"

"Sister Hua, please stop your supernatural powers!"

Yang Guang stared at Hua Jie's face, one half of which was intact, while the other half was charred black and exposed to the bone, and his mouth twitched wildly.

"How about we discuss restoring you to your beautiful appearance from when you were alive?"

"You look so awful right now, it's almost too appetizing to look at."

"Although I am the last Celestial Master, I have long been used to these demons and monsters."

"Just because I'm not scared doesn't mean others aren't!"

Yang Guang pointed to the two pale green lanterns hanging outside the door: "Look, the gate is wide open, and the lanterns are hanging high."

"I'm a legitimate businessman, openly running my business!"

"What if other customers come in and see this, and you scare the little devil out of his wits?"

"I was hoping for a big sale tonight, to earn some good karma!"

Hearing Yang Guang's stingy and straightforward remarks...

Sister Hua's body, which was floating in mid-air, stiffened for a moment.

On the intact half of his face, he rolled his eyes dramatically.

She gave a cold snort, clearly annoyed.

A sudden surge of intense yin energy enveloped him.

next second.

The charred, mangled flesh and burn marks on the other side vanished instantly.

Instead, there was a picture of a senior student with light makeup, delicate features, and a clean red dress.

If she weren't floating in mid-air with her feet off the ground, walking down the street like that would definitely turn heads among male college students.

Yang Guang looked at Sister Hua, who had returned to her original appearance, and nodded in satisfaction.

"That's right!"

"It looks much better this way."

"Shouldn't our staff at the funeral service center also pay attention to their appearance?"

result.

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes inadvertently swept over Sister Hua.

Yang Guang's brows immediately furrowed tightly.

The playful smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a serious expression.

He keenly noticed it.

Sister Hua's floating soul appeared somewhat ethereal under the glow of the green candlelight!

Not only was a faint yin energy constantly emanating from the edges.

The entire soul was like an old television with a poor signal, flickering every now and then!

This indicates that the soul is unstable and has suffered severe damage!

You should know that Sister Hua is no ordinary vengeful ghost; ordinary scoundrels can't even get close to her.

Yang Guang stood up directly from the armchair.

He put his hands in his school uniform pockets, took two steps to stand in front of Sister Hua, and stared at her with a look of confusion in his eyes.

He fired off a barrage of questions: "Sister Hua?"

"What happened to you?"

"Beated up like this?"

"What exactly happened?"

Yang Guang's brows furrowed more and more as he spoke: "And there's more!"

"I tried to contact you, but I couldn't reach you."

"It's like the subway being out of service!"

Faced with Yang Guang's series of questions.

A deep sense of helplessness and speechlessness flashed across Sister Hua's usually icy face.

She just watched Yang Guang quietly.

Her eyes were filled with despair for this straight-laced man.

"You brat."

"Is your incurable straight-man syndrome really beyond saving?"

Sister Hua glared at him irritably, her voice weak: "Since you, the last Celestial Master, have already seen that my soul is unstable and could fall apart at any moment..."

"Then why are you asking me all these questions like I'm checking someone's background?"

"Don't you want to find a way to treat my illness first?"

"Are you just going to stand here and watch my soul dissipate?"

Yang Guang was stunned by the scolding.

She raised her hand and scratched her messy hair.

He coughed awkwardly twice.

"Cough cough..."

"Um, sorry, it's just my professional habit kicking in."

As Yang Guang spoke, he pulled a crumpled piece of yellow paper from his pocket.

He quickly made a small cut on his left wrist with his right index finger.

A drop of bright red blood instantly seeped from the fingertip.

"Bear with it!"

P.S.: This is a million words! I wonder if anyone has made it this far? If you have, please leave a comment!