5: Chapter 5: Taking a female ghost to cause trouble, the second master of the Su family is dumbfounded!

Early morning, the first ray of sunlight poured down.

In the guard room, Su Yang stretched out lazily, his bones popping and cracking, feeling more refreshed than ever before.

Although nothing inappropriate happened during the night, the massage technique of Su Qingcheng, that Red-Clothed Female Ghost, was truly beyond reproach.

Her cool, dainty hands, the perfect amount of pressure, plus the occasional coquettish "Master" whispered in his ear, were more intoxicating than any therapist at a top-tier club.

"Master, it's dawn, I... I should go back."

Su Qingcheng glanced at the sunlight outside the window, a flicker of fear flashing in her eyes.

Ghosts fearing light is their nature.

Even though she is a Red-Clothed Vicious Ghost, she would be severely injured under the scorching noon sun.

"Hmm, go back then."

Su Yang nodded, waved his hand, and a faint golden light flicked from his fingertips, enveloping Su Qingcheng.

"This is..."

Su Qingcheng was surprised to find that the sunlight, which had previously made her uncomfortable, now felt warm on her body, and there was no longer any pain.

"Just a small trick, a light-avoidance spell."

Su Yang made up a name casually; in reality, this was a small protective shield of Yang Qi derived from his Nine Revolutions Pure Yang Body, which could help ghosts resist the erosion of Yang Qi.

"Thank you, Master!"

Su Qingcheng was so moved that her beautiful eyes brimmed with tears.

If it weren't for the wrong time and place, she would have really wanted to pounce on Su Yang and give him a fierce kiss.

She transformed into a stream of light.

And dove into a jade pendant that Su Yang carried with him.

This jade pendant was of good quality.

It was perfect to serve as Su Qingcheng's temporary boudoir.

Just as he hung the pendant around his neck and tucked it against his chest, the roar of car engines came from outside the door.

Looking through the window.

He saw a convoy of black Mercedes-Benz cars driving imposingly into the funeral home courtyard.

Leading them was a stretched Rolls-Royce Phantom, the height of luxury.

The car door opened, and several bodyguards in black suits stepped out first.

Immediately after, Liu Banxian, whose Face had been swollen on one side just last night, had already changed into a brand-new taoist robe. Although the bruises on his Face had not fully faded, he carried the air of an "enlightened master" quite convincingly.

And behind Liu Banxian.

Followed a middle-aged man wearing an exquisite suit with his hair combed into a slick, shiny style.

This man had a hooked nose, sinister eyes, and a faint, smug smile hanging at the corners of his mouth.

It was none other than Su Qingcheng's second uncle, the current helmsman of the Su Family—Su Jianguo!

"Great Master Liu, was everything from last night taken care of?"

Su Jianguo asked in a low voice as he walked, his eyes full of anticipation.

Liu Banxian's body stiffened slightly. He subconsciously touched the side of his Face that was still throbbing with pain, then glanced in the direction of the guard room, gritted his teeth, and bit the bullet.

"Rest assured, Second Master Su. When I take action, it is naturally foolproof."

"That bitch... ahem, Miss Su's soul has already been suppressed by the Soul-Locking Nail, never to rise again! You just wait to take over the immense wealth of the Su Family!"

"Hahaha! Good! Very good!"

Su Jianguo couldn't help but laugh out loud upon hearing this.

"As long as that dead girl doesn't come back, the Su Family will be mine alone!"

"Great Master Liu, the five million I promised you, I'll have someone transfer it to your account later!"

"Many thanks, Second Master."

Liu Banxian responded with a forced, insincere smile, but his heart was bleeding.

Five million?

I need to live to spend this money!

At this moment, Su Yang pushed the door open and walked out, looking like a slacker.

"Yo, here to pick someone up already? You're quite early."

Seeing Su Yang, Su Jianguo frowned slightly, a flicker of disgust flashing in his eyes.

"Who are you? Where is the night watchman?"

In Su Jianguo's eyes, this kind of bottom-tier security guard was like an ant on the side of the road, not worth a second glance.

"The previous night watchman quit. I am the new security captain, Su Yang."

Su Yang looked at Su Jianguo with a mocking smile.

"Second Master Su, right? I heard you want to take Miss Su's remains back for cremation?"

"Nonsense! If I don't take them back, should I leave them here for the New Year?"

Su Jianguo waved his hand impatiently. "Open the door quickly, don't miss the auspicious time! If you mess this up, selling you wouldn't cover the cost!"

After saying this, he couldn't even be bothered to look at Su Yang, turning instead to Liu Banxian and saying, "Great Master Liu, please."

Liu Banxian glanced at Su Yang. Seeing Su Yang nod slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief and performed a hand seal in a pretentious manner.

"Raise the coffin!"

Several bodyguards immediately rushed into the morgue, lifted the crystal coffin containing Su Qingcheng's body, and loaded it onto the hearse behind.

Throughout the whole process, Su Jianguo stood to the side, watching coldly, not even glancing at the coffin once.

As if the person lying inside was not his own niece, but a piece of trash that disgusted him.

"Tsk tsk, nothing is more poisonous than the human heart."

Su Yang sneered and followed behind Liu Banxian, wanting to hitch a ride as well.

"Stop!"

Su Jianguo suddenly shouted, pointing at Su Yang. "What are you following for? We are returning to the Su Family ancestral home. Keep your distance, you outsider!"

"Outsider?"

Su Yang paused, turned his head to look at Liu Banxian, his eyes playful.

"Great Master Liu, am I an outsider?"

Liu Banxian shuddered from head to toe under Su Yang's gaze. He suddenly turned around and slapped Su Jianguo hard on the back of the head!

Slap!

The slap was crisp and loud, stunning everyone present.

Su Jianguo clutched his head, looking at Liu Banxian in disbelief. "Great Master Liu, you... why did you hit me?"

"Hit you? I wish I could kick you to death!"

Liu Banxian fumed, pointing at Su Yang and shouting loudly:

"You've blinded your dog eyes! This Mr. Su is... is an assistant I invited! He is exceptionally gifted and possesses profound Dao skills!"

"If not for Mr. Su's help, this ritual would not be possible at all!"

"If you dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Su, you are being disrespectful to me! I won't perform this ritual anymore!"

Saying this, Liu Banxian made a move to quit and walk away.

Su Jianguo was completely dumbfounded.

An assistant?

Such a young assistant? And a security guard?

But looking at Liu Banxian's "if you dare touch him, I'll fight you to the death" stance, Su Jianguo dared not doubt him.

After all, he was relying entirely on Liu Banxian to suppress Su Qingcheng's soul.

If he drove him away and that dead girl came back as a ghost to claim his life, what then?

"Don't! No, no, no! Great Master Liu, please calm down!"

Su Jianguo quickly apologized with a smile; his Face changed faster than flipping a book.

"It was I who failed to recognize a superior! Since he is the Great Master's assistant, please get in the car! Please, get in!"

He turned to look at Su Yang. Although he was a hundred percent unhappy, he still squeezed out a smile that looked worse than crying.

"Mr. Su, please!"

Su Yang looked at Su Jianguo's aggrieved expression, said nothing, and swaggered over to the Rolls-Royce, opened the door, and plopped himself down into the most comfortable boss chair.

"What are you standing there for? Drive!"

Su Jianguo watched Su Yang occupy his seat, his teeth itching with anger.

But for the sake of Liu Banxian's Face, he could only swallow his pride and sit in the passenger seat.

The convoy slowly started and headed toward the Su Family ancestral home in the city center.

Inside the car, the atmosphere was somewhat stifling.

Su Yang crossed his legs, humming a little tune while toying with the ancient jade pendant on his chest.

"Master, there is something strange about this Su Jianguo."

Su Qingcheng's voice suddenly came to his mind.

"Oh? What kind of strange?"

Su Yang asked in his heart.

"He has... a very strong Demonic Qi on him, not the kind of aura a living person should have."

Su Qingcheng's voice was somewhat heavy. "Moreover, just now when I looked at his eyes, they didn't look like human eyes, but rather like some kind of cold-blooded animal."

Demonic Qi? Cold-blooded animal?

Su Yang raised an eyebrow slightly and quietly activated the Heavenly Eye Vision.

He saw that Su Jianguo, in the front passenger seat, was wrapped in a faint black mist, and that black mist faintly transformed into the shape of a snake?

"Heh, this is interesting."

Su Yang curled his lips into a cold smile.

He originally thought this was just a cliché drama about a wealthy family fighting over inheritance, but he didn't expect a monster to be mixed in.

This Su Family, the water is quite deep.

But the deeper the water, the more interesting it is for him to catch the fish.

"Qingcheng, when we arrive at the Su Family later, I'll show you a good show."

Su Yang touched the jade pendant, excitement flashing in his eyes.

"What kind of good show?"

"Close the door, release... ahem, release you to bite someone!"

...

Half an hour later.

The convoy drove into a vast, luxurious estate.

The Su Family ancestral home was magnificent, with pavilions and towers, extremely luxurious.

At this moment, the estate had been set up as a mourning hall.

White funeral couplets hung high, mournful music played, and many prominent figures from Jiangzhou City had come to pay their respects.

Although Su Jianguo wished for Su Qingcheng to die sooner, he still had to keep up appearances.

After all, the Su Family was the richest in Jiangzhou City, and they couldn't lose Face.

In the center of the mourning hall.

A giant black-and-white photo of Su Qingcheng was displayed.

The girl in the photo was smiling like a flower, bright and moving, forming a stark contrast with the oppressive atmosphere in the mourning hall.

Su Yang got out of the car with Liu Banxian. Looking at the guests filling the hall and then at the hypocritically tearful Su Jianguo, he found it incredibly ironic.

"Everyone! Friends and family!"

Su Jianguo walked to the front of the mourning hall, picked up the microphone, and put on a look of utter grief.

"A family tragedy! My poor niece Qingcheng met with such a disaster at such a young age... As her uncle, my heart is torn to shreds!"

Offstage, many guests who did not know the truth were sighing at how righteous Second Master Su was.

"However, the dead cannot come back to life."

Su Jianguo changed the subject, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"To help Qingcheng rest in peace, I specifically invited the enlightened Great Master Liu to perform a transcendence ritual for her!"

"After the ritual, we will cremate her immediately, so Qingcheng can leave cleanly!"

"Good!"

Someone in the crowd led the applause, clearly a shill for Su Jianguo.

Liu Banxian took his whisk, walked onto the stage with a pretentious air, and was just about to begin his "performance."

Just at this moment.

A lazy voice sounded abruptly in the mourning hall.

"Wait!"

"Who said Miss Su is dead? I think she... might still be worth saving!"

Hiss!

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole hall went silent!

Everyone looked toward the source of the voice.

They saw Su Yang with his hands in his pockets, swaggering out and standing in the center of the mourning hall.

He looked up at the black-and-white photo, then glanced at Su Jianguo, whose Face had instantly turned ashen, and grinned.

"Second Master Su, the coffin lid hasn't even been nailed shut yet, and you're already in such a hurry to cremate?"

"Is it because... you have a ghost in your heart?"