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In a world brimming with mystery and intrigue, the Heavenly Master Xu Yang is renowned for his extraordinary Taoist skills and his thousand-year-old peach wood sword. However, his reputation is not entirely positive. Within the spectral community, Xu Yang's standing is quite complex, with rumors even suggesting that he once threatened a spirit, prompting the spirit to call the police. Despite this, Xu Yang steadfastly maintains his innocence, claiming that these accusations are utterly baseless.

The story begins with Xu Yang encountering a young man who questions his identity during a ghost-hunting mission. The young man bluntly raises the issue of Xu Yang's reputation and mentions the spirit that called the police. Xu Yang vehemently denies these claims and challenges the young man to bring the spirit forward for a face-to-face confrontation. This scene not only showcases Xu Yang's confidence and determination but also sets the stage for the unfolding narrative.

As the story progresses, Xu Yang gradually uncovers a vast conspiracy behind the negative rumors about him. It turns out that a powerful evil spirit has been manipulating events from the shadows, attempting to tarnish Xu Yang's reputation to weaken his influence in the spectral community and secure more space for its own survival. Realizing this, Xu Yang understands that he must unveil the truth behind this conspiracy to restore his reputation and protect innocent lives.

Throughout this journey, Xu Yang faces not only challenges from spirits but also the complexities of human relationships. He collaborates with a young female journalist to investigate the incident. Initially skeptical of Xu Yang, the journalist gradually comes to admire his courage and wisdom as they endure a series of perilous events together. A budding romance quietly develops between them as they face adversity side by side.

In the end, Xu Yang successfully exposes the true nature of the evil spirit and defeats it in a fierce battle. His reputation is restored, and peace returns to the spectral community. However, Xu Yang knows that evil will never completely disappear from this world, and he must remain vigilant, continuing to guard the peace of this realm.

This Heavenly Master is a bit too arrogant.

The patrol car idled near the taxi. Officer Wang gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white. Xu Yang's fingers danced with faint blue sparks – remnants of the temporary "spirit sight" he'd granted them.

"There!" Xu Yang pointed. A translucent figure materialized by the taxi – middle-aged, slumped shoulders, clutching a thermos. The ghostly driver phased through the door, settling behind the wheel.

Officer Wang's breath hitched. "That's… that's Lao Ma? The dead cabbie?"

Before Xu Yang could respond, Ma Long's voice crackled through the car speakers via Bluetooth: *"Old Xu! Dad's hurt at the construction site! Grabbing a cab—"*

"NO!" Xu Yang lunged for the phone. Too late.

Across the street, Ma Long waved down the possessed taxi. The spectral driver tilted his head, rotting lips curling.

"Shit!" Xu Yang kicked open the door. "That idiot's sitting shotgun with a hungry ghost!"

Inside the taxi, Ma Long sniffed. "You disinfect with formaldehyde? Smells like my grandpa's funeral parlor."

The ghost driver's neck creaked 180 degrees. Milky eyes locked onto Ma Long. *"Special passenger…* ***special meal."***

Ma Long's smile froze. The rearview mirror reflected emptiness below the driver's cap.

"Uh… nice night for a drive, huh?" He fumbled for the door. Locked.

The engine revved. Neon signs blurred as the taxi accelerated toward darkened alleys.

Xu Yang sprinted, talismans fluttering from his pockets. "Wang! Cut them off at—"

The taxi's taillights winked out. Vanished.

"Gone?" Officer Wang panted behind him. "How?"

Xu Yang crushed a tracking talisman. Ash swirled northeast. "Ghost roads. Ma Long's constitution – he's basically ringing the dinner bell!"

They raced toward the industrial district, following the ash trail. Abandoned warehouses loomed like tombstones.

Ma Long backpedaled across cracked concrete, the taxi now a rusted skeleton. The driver's flesh sloughed off, revealing charred bone. *"Yin body… perfect vessel…"*

"Stay back!" Ma Long brandished his car keys like a dagger. "I've got… uh… holy metal!"

The specter laughed, a sound like breaking glass. *"Fool. Your blood will—"*

A peachwood sword embedded itself in the ghost's ribcage. Xu Yang slid down a warehouse railing, coat flaring dramatically. "Order takeout elsewhere, trash."

The ghost shrieked, dissolving into oily smoke. Ma Long gaped. "Since when do you parkour?!"

"Since you became a ghost magnet!" Xu Yang yanked him up. "We're buying you a bubble wrap suit tomorrow."

Dawn tinted the sky as Officer Wang's patrol car arrived. The taxi sat intact, keys in ignition.

"Case closed?" Wang eyed the ash-streaked warehouse.

Xu Yang tossed a charmed bracelet to Ma Long. "Wear this. Attracts girls, repels ghosts."

Ma Long clasped it reverently. "Best friend ever!"

The ghost queen materialized in the rear seat, scribbling crimson text: ***"Next time he dies, I'm keeping his car."***

**Chapter 36: The Haunted Constitution Unleashed!**

Chapter 36: The Haunted Constitution Unleashed!