Buli Dumpling

"Mr. Xu, are you really a Heavenly Master?"
"As genuine as they come, more real than gold!"
"I've heard that your reputation in the supernatural circle is really bad, even to the point where a ghost once called the police saying you were threatening him?"
"Impossible!"
"It wasn't me!"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Xu Yang clenched the Thousand-Year Peachwood Sword in his hand, and said, "What's the name of that ghost? Would you dare to let him confront me face to face?"
(PS: This book is also known as 'This Heavenly Master is too Vicious', 'Scaring Ghosts Makes You Stronger'.)

This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

"Just one bowl. I used it all up with two handfuls."


One bowl of rice! My apprentice worked hard to collect it for over an hour, and you just used it all up with two handfuls?


Xu Yang had already anticipated this situation and calmly said, "Ma Xiaotiao, bring another bowl of rice out."


As Ma Xiaotiao had only collected one bowl of rice, at this moment he could only scoop more from the rice bag. Xu Yang performed the ritual and taught his apprentice, saying, "Starting a ritual is a serious matter. If your cultivation achieves something in the future, remember not to make such low-level mistakes when performing a ritual by yourself."


He grabbed more rice, chanted a few words, and sprinkled it again.


Yumin Street, where the funeral store was located, wasn't very busy at night, but there were still some people around.


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