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

Lin Yue patted Yang Guang on the back of the head, then turned to Xu Mingxiu and nodded politely: "Hello, Auntie, just call me Xiao Lin."

"Sorry to bother you."

Xu Mingxiu greeted her warmly, "Hello, you've come all this way. Why did you bring so much stuff?"

"Hurry up and wash your hands so we can eat."

In the old living room, the eight-immortal table was laden with a sumptuous feast.

Twice-cooked pork, steamed sea bass, and braised prawns.

A whole table full of food.

This was the food money that Xu Mingxiu had painstakingly saved up from between her teeth to thank Yang Guang.

Yang Guang pulled out a chair and plopped down in it.

Lin Yue sat next to him.

Yu Zixin sat opposite Lin Yue, occasionally stealing a glance at her.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was somewhat awkward.

But Yang Guang didn't care about any of that. He picked up his chopsticks, ready to show off: "Then I won't be polite!"

The chopsticks were just about to touch the slice of meat.

"Sizzle..."

The dim incandescent light overhead emitted a hissing sound, and then the entire room was plunged into complete darkness.

Only the faint light from the streetlights filtering in through the window was enough to make out shadowy figures.

"what!"

Yu Zixin let out a short scream.

Xu Mingxiu quickly stood up and groped her way to the side.

"What happened?"

"Did the power trip?"

"I'll go get the flashlight."

Lin Yue immediately tensed up; her long-standing professional habits put her on high alert instantly.

He reached down to his lower back.

He didn't bring a gun.

But her intuition told her that this was definitely not an ordinary power outage.

The air temperature is dropping rapidly.

Winter arrived in an instant.

A bone-chilling cold seeped into the house through the cracks in the security door.

Even their breathing produces white mist.

Yang Guang's chopsticks were still suspended in mid-air.

He turned his head sharply and stared at the tightly closed security door.

Something has come knocking?

Yang Guang's anger instantly surged to the top of his head.

Do you think it's easy for me to come all this way just to freeload a meal?

The chopsticks are almost touching the meat!

You dare to come and cause trouble at this time?

The world is vast, but rice is the most important thing!

Those who interfere with this Celestial Master's mealtime are guilty of an even greater offense!

Yang Guang slammed his chopsticks heavily on the table, "I don't even want to move a finger."

"Sister-in-law, don't bother looking for a flashlight."

"Sit still and don't move."

Yang Guang's voice rang out in the darkness, carrying an extremely irritating composure.

Lin Yue sat down next to Yang Guang. She suddenly felt very cold and uneasy. Feeling a little nervous, she grabbed Yang Guang's arm.

His voice had changed: "Yang Guang, I... I feel like something's not right?"

Yang Guang said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just some blind fools."

"This is no small matter for me to handle personally."

Yang Guang rotated his wrist, brought his index and middle fingers together, pointed lightly at the void, and muttered some incantations.

next second.

A thick, inky black smoke billowed out directly from the talisman.

Black smoke swirled and rose in the center of the living room, instantly condensing into a semi-transparent shape.

A bright red dress stood out starkly in the darkness.

Long hair draped over her shoulders.

His body churned with an extremely violent and malevolent aura, and the temperature in the room dropped again.

Yu Zixin covered her mouth tightly, her body trembling like a leaf.

She was just an ordinary high school girl, but her life became absurd after she met Yang Guang.

First, her father turned into a ghost.

Now Yang Guang has conjured up a red-clad female ghost?

Xu Mingxiu leaned against the wall, her legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the stool.

Lin Yue, the fearless and tough female detective, was struck dumb the moment she saw the red-clad figure turn around.

Lin Yue's brain instantly stopped working.

Even breathing seemed to freeze.

Because she recognized that face all too well.

Isn't this Lin Ran, the victim Zhang Xu murdered?

Lin Yue stared intently at the female ghost floating in mid-air, her throat dry, unable to utter a single word.

Lin Ran turned her head and glanced at Yang Guang sitting in the chair.

Yang Guang, holding chopsticks, pointed to the security door.

"Can you do me a favor?"

"I'm cooking. Go tidy up first, and I'll come over after I've finished eating."

Lin Ran nodded.

It transformed into a streak of red light and pierced directly through the security door, rushing out.

Yang Guang turned his head, looked at Lin Yue who was frozen in place, picked up his chopsticks again, and swiftly and accurately picked up the largest piece of twice-cooked pork.

Put it in your mouth.

He mumbled something indistinctly.

"What are you looking at?"

"Sit down and eat."

"This meat won't taste good when it's cold."

Lin Yue stiffly turned her head and looked at Yang Guang, whose mouth was full of grease. At that moment, her worldview completely collapsed into dust.

They were victims!

You actually carried the ghost of the victim with you!

And they even dared to order her around as a thug?

Lin Yue's mind was buzzing.

Chaos.

Everything's in complete chaos.

The criminal investigation logic I learned for four years at the police academy shattered into nothingness at this moment.

Case solved!

The whole case is solved!

No wonder Yang Guang was able to accurately locate the body dumping site in the middle of the night.

No wonder he knew all the details of the suspect's crime, including the type of woven bag used to dispose of the body.

So they weren't there to investigate a case at all.

This guy just started the game by connecting directly with the victim!

What kind of investigative method is this?

This is a direct, dimensional reduction attack that transcends dimensions!

Others investigate cases by visiting people, conducting investigations, and using surveillance.

So, when this guy was investigating the case, he relied entirely on the plaintiff personally leading the way and navigating the route?

Lin Yue watched Yang Guang die with an air of entitlement.

My fists are already hard, okay?

The entire criminal investigation team worked around the clock for a full half month to find evidence of Zhang Xu's crimes.

The whole team lost their hair from staying up so long.

This kid is something else, taking the plaintiff all over the world.

They even treated it like a voice-activated door opener!

Is this something a human could do?

When capitalists see the intensity of this work, they'll have to give up the streetlights' spots overnight so you can hang them up!

At this moment, Yang Guang picked up a piece of glistening twice-cooked pork and stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation.

His cheeks were bulging.

With his mouth greasy, he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

But the next second, he started spitting.

"It's all so dark, it's slowing me down."

"In the dead of night, they made me eat a piece of raw ginger."

"Fortunately, this Celestial Master always goes out fully equipped."

The sound of a zipper being pulled came from the darkness.

Yang Guang reached into the faded, tattered canvas bag and started rummaging around inside.

The sound of the lighter's wheel grinding together could be heard.

Sparks flew when the flint was struck.

Yang Guang directly and neatly glued two exquisite red candles, each as thick as a wrist, to both sides of the Eight Immortals table.

Two orange-red candle flames instantly leaped up.

It dispelled the darkness in the living room.

But after the light came on, the atmosphere in the room became completely strange.

The red flames shone on the peeling paint on the walls, on the sumptuous food on the table, and even more so on Yang Guang's grinning face.

But the light turned green the next second.

Yang Guang frowned slightly, somewhat annoyed: "Green light?"

"It's alright, at least I can see it now."

When Lin Yue and the other two saw this, their legs cramped up.

This is hardly a family banquet.

This looks like the start-up scene for a Chinese horror movie!

All that's missing is a proper urn, and it can be used directly as an altar for offerings!

"Clang clang clang!"

Yang Guang spread his arms wide, making an extremely exaggerated display gesture: "The atmosphere team is now online!"

"You see, it's actually quite nice to have a power outage once in a while."

"Not only did it save on electricity, it also made our candlelight dinner possible."

"Not bad, right?"