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A black and white dog's head peeked out from the shadows.

Erha, panting and sticking out his big tongue, suddenly leaped out from under the table and fawned over Yang Guang's legs, his tail wagging like a propeller.

Yang Guang curled his lip in disgust and strode outside.

"Let's go, sister-in-law."

The husky followed closely behind, wagging its tail.

Lin Yue quickly got up and followed him out.

The security door closed again, and the house returned to silence. Although today's experience was quite frightening, the mother and daughter felt at ease with the things Yang Guang had given them.

Yu Zixin was cleaning up the mess on the octagonal table when she picked up the plate of braised pork in front of Yang Guang and found a bank card under the plate.

Yu Zixin was stunned.

This card was clearly placed underneath by Yang Guang on purpose.

"mom!"

"Yang Guang left a card!"

Xu Mingxiu walked over, stared at the card, and could no longer hold back her tears.

She knew Yang Guang's background all too well. This kid even wore worn-out shoes, yet he just spent hundreds of thousands of yuan without batting an eye to pay off his family's debts.

He gave himself another 100,000.

She was deeply moved that another card had been left behind.

Yu Zixin grabbed the card and rushed out the door, shouting, "I'm going to return it to him!"

Xu Mingxiu grabbed her daughter's arm: "No need."

"mom?"

"never mind."

Xu Mingxiu sighed and put the card away: "This child doesn't even have any relatives. He left the money with us; he's protecting us."

"We'll keep this money for him."

"When he gets married in the future, we'll give him this money as a bride price."

Upon hearing this, Yu Zixin responded with a soft "yes," though she seemed slightly disappointed.

Xu Mingxiu saw everything, but with a smile on her face, she didn't say anything.

the other side.

Outside the old residential area.

The black SUV started up, the engine emitting a deep roar. Lin Yue sat in the driver's seat, staring at the rearview mirror.

In the back seat.

Yang Guang lay sprawled out like an old man.

The husky had its head resting on Yang Guang's lap and wasn't making a fuss.

Lin Yue gripped the steering wheel, gritting her teeth as she asked, "You damn dog, I'm asking you one last time."

"My unit has big meals every day, plus five social insurances and one housing fund, and we even provide you with a personal bulletproof vest. You really aren't coming with me?"

The husky didn't even lift its eyelids.

Not only did it ignore Lin Yue, it also arrogantly rolled over and turned its rear end toward the driver's seat.

"puff……"

An extremely loud and long muffled fart exploded directly in the closed carriage.

The extremely pungent smell of biological weaponry instantly filled the entire vehicle.

Holy crap!

Yang Guang grabbed the dog by the neck and frantically rolled down the car window: "Did you eat some Kumanthong or some skewer of broth?"

Lin Yue slammed on the brakes, kicked open the car door, and jumped out, grabbing the roadside greenery and retching violently.

Ten minutes later.

The SUV was parked in front of a small, independent courtyard on the side of the street in Fengdu Old Town.

As soon as Yang Guang opened the car door, Lin Yue ruthlessly kicked him and his dog out.

That damn dog is just like Yang Guang.

So shameless.

No wonder he wanted to go with Yang Guang.

Maybe it's because I'm not a jerk?

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Lin Yue stepped on the gas and drove off.

Yang Guang, his face darkening with annoyance, turned to look at the husky beside him that was still wagging its tail and let out a cold laugh.

He pushed open the gloomy gate of the courtyard.

Two old locust trees rustled in the night wind, and the countless small coffins on their branches collided with each other, making an eerie clattering sound.

Yang Guang has no intention of opening the door tonight.

He walked into the main room and sat down in the grand chair in the center with an air of authority.

The plaque above their heads that read "Death Service Office" flickered in the swaying green candlelight.

The husky squeezed its way into the threshold.

Its previous innocent, foolish, and frantically tail-wagging manner vanished strangely the moment it stepped into the main room.

It squatted upright in front of the octagonal table, its heterochromatic eyes, one blue and one gold, staring intently at Yang Guang.

Yang Guang clasped his hands together and placed them on his knees.

Lean forward.

"Alright, stop acting like an idiot."

Yang Guang sneered at the husky and said, "Stop pretending. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, people aren't allowed to become spirits. You've got some nerve, haven't you?"

The husky tilted its head, and its ears instantly perked up.

Yang Guang grinned and said, "I have to say, you're quite the genius dog, even if you're just a husky that's become a spirit!"

"explain!"

"Why are you following me?"

The husky tilted its head and twitched its ears twice.

It opened its mouth, its large tongue lolling out, and began to play dumb.

Yang Guang snorted coldly, tapping his fingers three times on his knee: "Fine, you're going to play dead and not say a word, huh?"

"Animals are not allowed to become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China; you're defying that rule!"

"You're full of evil; you're definitely not a decent dog."

Yang Guang reached into his canvas bag and pulled out half of a century-old lightning-struck peach wood sword, slamming it onto the octagonal table.

Followed by.

A soul-suppressing rope soaked in black dog blood was also taken out.

Finally, he took out a chipped butcher knife and slammed it heavily on the table.

The blade still bore indelible dark red blood grooves.

"Come."

"You pick one."

Yang Guang braced himself on the edge of the table, leaned over, and grinned wickedly, "If you don't speak up, I'll chop you up and eat you!"

Do you believe it?

The husky's ears instantly drooped down.

It looked at the row of deadly objects on the table, and its four legs began to tremble.

It kicked off with its hind legs.

He plopped down straight in front of the octagonal table.

With its front paws crossed over its chest and its muzzle moving rapidly, it uttered a clear, distinct Northeastern accent: "Oh my god!"

"Little Guangguang, be nicer to your old man!"

"I've crossed more bridges than you've walked roads, so you have to call me 'Dog Master'!"

"We're like family, don't go around brandishing knives and guns all the time."

Yang Guang's head buzzed.

Little Guangguang?

Still calling me Dog Master?

What the hell is this rebellious beast that defies the Heavenly Order?!

Yang Guang immediately lost his temper.

He launched himself directly from the armchair.

With his left hand, he precisely pressed down on the back of the husky's neck, and with a stride of his right leg, he flipped over and mounted it.

Press it firmly against the floor tiles.

"Hey hey hey!"

"What the hell are you doing!"

The husky was terrified and its four short legs kicked wildly in mid-air.

"I'll fuck your grandpa!"

Yang Guang swung his fist, as big as a sandbag, and started punching that dog's face repeatedly.

Every punch lands squarely.

It made a banging sound.

"How dare you call me 'Little Guangguang'?"

"You call yourself 'Master' in front of me?"

Yang Guang punched it in the nose.

The husky howled in pain.

Yang Guang swung his hand back and delivered another powerful blow, causing the husky's head to tilt to the side.

"I'm going to give you a free lesson today!"

"Let me show you who's the dog and who's the boss in this house!"

The husky was beaten so badly it was crawling on the ground, its black and white fur flying everywhere.

"Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him!"

"You're disfigured!"

"I make a living with my looks!"

"If you hit me again, I'll call the police! Have you heard of animal protection laws?"

Yang Guang didn't stop, his fists striking repeatedly, leaving afterimages: "I'll let you call the police!"

"I'll make you an animal rights activist!"

"You, a monster of unknown origin, are talking to me about the law?"

He beat the stupid dog until it was lying on the ground, retching repeatedly: "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

The husky clung tightly to its head with both front paws.

Its tail was tucked tightly between its legs, leaving an arc on the ground.

"I give up!"

"I, Doggy... ptooey!"

"Brother Dog, I'm completely impressed!"

"Stop hitting me, ouch..."

Yang Guang stopped, grabbed the dog's ear with his other hand, and pulled it up forcefully.

"Are you really convinced?"

The husky nodded frantically, "I give up!"

"More real than real gold!"

"From now on, I'll call you 'brother,' and you can call me 'master,' is that alright?"