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

Zhang Xu's eyes widened.

During his lifetime, he roamed freely in Fengdu City, and no one dared to touch a single hair on his head.

After he died, he became a vengeful ghost. Just now, he was able to wreak havoc in the funeral hall. Although he failed to take revenge, he is not someone to be trifled with!

As a result, he had no chance to struggle in front of this skinny old monk.

Taigu slowly stood up.

Withered fingers tightened slightly, forcing Zhang Xu's soul to suspend in mid-air.

Taigu tilted his head, looked at Zhang Xu's twisted and angry face, and actually laughed.

The smile was very gentle.

So subtle that the change in the corners of her mouth was almost imperceptible.

But what surged within those cloudy old eyes chilled Zhang Xu to the bone, inside and out.

"Young benefactor."

"You have too much negative karma on your hands."

"Murder, rape, body disposal, framing... The sins you committed in this life, if converted into karmic merit, are enough to make you suffer in the deepest hell of the underworld hundreds of times over."

Zhang Xu's soul struggled desperately, his translucent fingers gripping Tai Gu's wrist tightly.

But it didn't work.

His strength was as laughable as a baby trying to pull an adult in front of this hand.

Zhang Xu gritted his teeth and glared at him angrily, shouting, "You took so much money from my dad, and this is what you did?"

Taigu said calmly, "This humble monk did promise."

"But your father just said that he will not regret it no matter the cost, as long as he can get revenge."

The moment those words landed, the screams behind him abruptly stopped.

Zhang Xu suddenly turned his head.

Zhang Chengwu knelt stiffly in the center of the Buddhist hall, his hands hanging at his sides and his head bowed.

The black smoke had completely penetrated his body.

Zhang Chengwu slowly raised his head.

But those eyes no longer held Zhang Chengwu.

His pupils turned into a bottomless black, devoid of any human emotional fluctuations.

Zhang Xu's soul froze instantly.

dad?

No.

That's not his dad!

No matter how ruthless his father's eyes were, they wouldn't be this kind of thing.

The coldness emanating from the depths of his eyes was enough to send chills down even a ghost's spine.

Taigu released Zhang Xu's soul, clasped his hands together, and respectfully bowed to the body that had been possessed by the evil Buddha.

"Welcome the Buddha's arrival."

Then he straightened up and turned to look at Zhang Xu, who was limp in mid-air.

A chillingly kind smile appeared on that wrinkled old face: "Don't worry, young benefactor."

"This humble monk will definitely avenge you and your son."

The words fell.

Taigu flicked his finger lightly in the air.

A black line, invisible to the naked eye, shot out from Zhang Xu's fingertip and entered his soul.

Zhang Xu's entire soul suddenly stiffened.

He tried to open his mouth, but found that he couldn't close it.

He wanted to move.

But his limbs were completely unresponsive.

Zhang Xu panicked.

Taigu walked up to Zhang Xu, his face still bearing compassion: "Just be content to be this humble monk's ghost servant."

"This humble monk will send you to test him."

"No...no...ah~"

The Zhang family father and son were completely finished, all because of the master that Zhang Chengwu had spent a lot of money to bring back from abroad.

Perhaps this is a case of shooting oneself in the foot.

It's just that this rock is quite large.

It not only hurts your feet.

Instead, they smashed both the father and son until they were completely obliterated.

On the other side...

Yang Guang was completely unaware of what was happening here; he was fast asleep.

Silent all night.

Dawn broke in an instant.

As sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Yang Guang's face, a piercing vibration jolted him awake from his dream.

"Buzzing..."

He suddenly opened his eyes.

There was still a string of drool hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The image of young women in red wedding dresses lining up to deliver their dowries in my dream hadn't even faded from my mind when my phone started vibrating wildly next to my ear.

Yang Guang groggily held his phone in front of him and squinted at the caller ID.

It turned out that it was the homeroom teacher who called.

This time.

Yang Guang's mind instantly became 80% clear.

I forgot to ask for leave!

Yang Guang jumped up from the sofa, startling Er Lengzi, who was lying next to him. Er Lengzi slipped and rolled from the sofa to the floor, landing headfirst.

"Awoo?"

Er Lengzi tilted his head, his heterochromatic eyes, one blue and one gold, filled with confusion.

Dude, what's wrong with you?

Clubbing so early in the morning?

Yang Guang didn't have time to pay attention to it.

He stared at the flashing incoming call on his phone screen, his mind racing.

He is the successor of the Office of the Agent of Rebirth, the last Celestial Master, and the Judge of the Human World. Which of these identities is not prestigious?

But in front of his homeroom teacher, he was just an ordinary high school student who skipped class.

And it's the kind that's at the very bottom of the class.

to be frank.

Yang Guang really didn't expect that his old teacher would still remember him.

After all, his presence in the class was practically nonexistent.

wrong.

At least air allows people to breathe, but his presence in the class was roughly equivalent to that old, untouched mop in the corner of the classroom.

But this teacher was so conscientious and responsible that it was outrageous.

All 48 students in the class were targeted, and not a single one was spared.

Yang Guang's heart was pounding.

But who is Yang Guang?

The Last Celestial Master?

No.

He was a veteran who had spent two years in the army!

He was someone who risked his life alongside his old sergeant on the battlefield!

A simple phone call to ask for leave, how could that possibly stump him?

Yang Guang, carrying his phone, ran barefoot to the old-fashioned washing machine in the corner of the main room.

This washing machine was bought when my grandfather was still alive.

The sign was illegible, most of the paint on the casing had peeled off, and the whole machine shook violently when plugged in, making a noise comparable to starting a tractor.

But today it will undertake a mission far more sacred than washing clothes.

Yang Guang held his phone between his ear and shoulder, freeing up both hands, and placed his right index finger precisely on the power button of the washing machine.

He took a deep breath.

connected.

The right index finger began pressing the power button with an extremely precise frequency.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The deep hum that comes with the start of the washing machine perfectly replicates the classic sound of a cardiac monitor in a hospital ward.

Yang Guang cleared his throat, suppressing his voice to the lowest possible level.

His entire demeanor instantly shifted from "a dejected young man who just woke up" to "an ICU patient whose life hangs by a thread."

"Feed...Teacher Li..."

Yang Guang's voice was extremely weak, and every word was uttered with a breathy tone.

Two extremely realistic dry coughs were added in the middle.

"Ahem... Teacher, I'm sorry... I forgot to ask you for leave yesterday..."

The voice of Teacher Li came from the other end of the phone, clearly displeased: "Yang Guang, do you know how many classes you missed today?"

"All the other students are in the classroom, except for you..."

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Yang Guang's fingers pressed the power button with unwavering stability, his rhythm perfectly precise.

He coughed twice, his voice trembling slightly: "Teacher... I ate something outside yesterday... I think I ate too many mushrooms..."

Yang Guang paused, emphasizing the weakness in his voice: "Poisoned..."

Teacher Li's tone changed noticeably: "What?"

"Poisoned?"

"Um……"

Yang Guang gave a weak "hmm," even blowing some air into his nose to create the illusion of a stuffy nose: "I'm getting an IV drip at the hospital now..."

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