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

The key point is that this old man, you have to admit, sang with great passion.

His lips moved rapidly, his head swayed, and he swung his peach wood sword wildly in the air, managing to make the song "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" sound like a chant.

It has a built-in brainwashing effect.

Jia Youcai became more and more enthusiastic as he read.

Yang Guang couldn't help but sigh, "I have to admit, he's got some skills."

If it were Yang Guang, he admitted that he couldn't do it and sing this song in a chanting tone.

But the corpse didn't care what he was saying; a sickening grinding sound of bones rubbing together came from the coffin.

Lin Ran's body began to move.

A bluish-gray hand rested on the edge of the coffin, its five fingers slowly closing, the nails scraping against the wood with a harsh sound.

Jia Youcai's Pleasant Goat game suddenly froze.

He stared stiffly at the hand as the peach wood sword slipped from his grasp and crashed to the ground with a thud.

"Oh my god."

Jia Youcai let out a cry of surprise, his legs went weak, and he knelt directly in the center of the mourning hall, kneeling before Lin Ran's resurrected corpse.

Just as the corpse's second hand touched the edge of the coffin, about to be turned over and out.

Yang Guang sighed, strode into the mourning hall, and kicked Jia Youcai, who was kneeling in front of it, saying, "Alright, alright, is the 'Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf' song finished yet?"

Go play somewhere else!

Done.

Yang Guang stood directly in front of the coffin, tilting his head to look at the corpse with a strange grin, and said with a look of disgust, "You're not Lin Ran."

"explain!"

"What exactly are you?"

Yang Guang's roar was truly a powerful roar, originating from his dantian.

That powerful, resonant voice exploded in the mourning hall, causing the plastic chrysanthemums on the wreaths on both sides to tremble three times.

Even the corpse inside the coffin, which was grinning with an eerie smile, paused slightly.

The audience was silent.

Kneeling on the ground, Jia Youcai looked up at Yang Guang with a bewildered expression.

As this kid walked over step by step, the energy and aura he exuded were on a completely different level from my previous exorcism technique.

Jia Youcai's brain worked at lightning speed for three seconds.

Three seconds later.

A textbook-perfect operation has been launched.

Jia Youcai scrambled to his feet, dusted off his knees, and took two steps back to a safe distance.

then.

He even reached out and patted Yang Guang on the shoulder.

He spoke earnestly, his face full of kindness.

He had the air of a reclusive sage mentoring a younger generation: "Young man, you've come at the perfect time."

Jia Youcai spoke slowly in a tone of someone who had been through it all, saying, "This thing was severely injured by my magic just now."

"It's just one last push away."

"Since you are the junior, I will give you a chance to show yourself."

Jia Youcai even gave a thumbs-up, encouraging him, "Keep it up, young man!"

"I believe in you."

Yang Guang froze on the spot.

He turned to look at Jia Youcai with a bewildered expression, his head full of question marks.

Good guy.

You were singing Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf and got really into it, and now you're telling me you've seriously damaged it?

That's a serious injury.

You're just trying to liven things up for people, okay?

The corpse listened to your song, and instead of lying back down obediently, it got so excited that it almost jumped out of the coffin to do a square dance!

But Yang Guang couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

There are even experts here?

That mouth, that reaction speed, that smooth way of shifting blame.

really.

I'm still too concerned about saving face.

Compared to the person in front of him, Yang Guang felt that he wasn't even a beginner in the "shameless" race.

This old man has turned shamelessness into an independent martial art.

Moreover, he has even reached the state of returning to simplicity and authenticity!

Yang Guang looked at Jia Youcai with an extremely complicated expression.

His eyes held a mixture of admiration, shock, and speechlessness.

That old guy is quite a talent.

Jia Youcai immediately became unhappy.

He put his hands on his hips, straightened his neck, and glared at Yang Guang, saying, "Don't look at me like that, kid."

"Your grandpa just doesn't want to do it!"

"Otherwise, if your grandpa makes a move, even a hundred of them wouldn't be enough for him!"

As Jia Youcai spoke, he waved his fist and gestured in the air twice: "Young man, cherish the opportunity your grandpa is giving you!"

"come on!"

Yang Guang's lips twitched twice.

Even a hundred of them wouldn't be enough for you to fight?

Then why were you kneeling so neatly just now?

The way you knelt down, the angle of your knee bend, the speed at which your center of gravity shifted, and the perfect posture when your knee touched the ground—it was a textbook example of a perfect prostration.

You say you have the ability?

Are you capable of kneeling so professionally?

Forget it.

I'm too lazy to bother with this old man.

Yang Guang withdrew his gaze and turned back to look at Lin Ran in the coffin.

The corpse was now sitting upright, its two bluish-gray hands gripping the edge of the coffin tightly.

His neck was tilted at an extremely bizarre angle, and his mouth was still stretched all the way to the base of his cheeks.

A dense, suffocating aura of yin energy surged from the corpse.

The temperature in the mourning hall was still dropping.

Several timid relatives had already huddled together in a corner.

Lin Ran's mother was being held tightly behind Lin Yue, but she was still struggling to get towards the coffin.

Yang Guang pulled his hands out of his pockets and stared coldly at the corpse.

"never mind."

"I don't care what you are."

A cold glint appeared in Yang Guang's eyes: "But you've gone too far."

"Lin Ran was murdered, and her death was so tragic. You come here to take over her body, disturb her funeral, and frighten her parents."

"Aren't you disgusting?"

Yang Guang had barely finished speaking.

The corpse's head suddenly turned to face the camera, its dead fish eyes staring straight at Yang Guang.

A hissing sound came from its mouth that sent chills down your spine.

Black energy was billowing out of its seven orifices, and its joints were cracking and popping as its entire body was being turned over out of the coffin.

Yang Guang did not retreat even a step.

He spread his five fingers on his left hand and quickly made a hand seal in his palm.

The movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Making a hand seal with the right hand might give it a chance to survive, but making a hand seal with the left hand would mean killing it.

Yang Guang rushed forward in one stride.

With two fingers of his right hand, a visible golden arc of light emanating from them, he slammed them hard into the center of Lin Ran's forehead.

"town!"

The instant his fingers touched his forehead.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap exploded in the sky directly above the mourning hall!

The sound was so loud that the entire memorial hall shook three times.

The bases of the wreaths on the ground all collapsed with a crash.

Everyone present was startled by the sudden clap of thunder.

Lin Ran's mother screamed and was tightly embraced by Lin Yue.

Jia Youcai plopped down on the ground again, clutching his head tightly with both hands.

As for the corpse in the coffin, its entire body trembled violently the moment Yang Guang's finger touched its forehead.

The eerie smile that stretched down to its cheekbone quickly vanished from its lips.

Those dead fish eyes suddenly rolled back.

A thick, dark aura of yin energy surged and struggled from Yang Guang's fingertips, pressing down on his forehead.

But under the continuous infusion of magical power from Yang Guang, the yin energy began to visibly dissipate.

Wisps of black smoke peeled off the corpse, hissing in the air before quickly dissipating...