Chapter 295 The Lazy Little Celestial Master Gets His Bride Stolen by the Yandere Ghost King (22)

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Yu Sheng: "..."

Suddenly, she saw her husband hanging in the window, dressed in his wedding attire.

Yu Sheng rubbed his eyes, hoping it was all just his imagination.

"Wife, I'm coming in~" Chen Zhuo's voice came from outside. Yu Sheng watched as a male ghost dressed in a wedding dress floated in from outside.

And she hugged him tightly.

"Honey, I really miss you!"

Yu Sheng: Okay, it wasn't his imagination after all. He thought about it again and realized that this was indeed something that someone would do.

"Honey, have you missed me?"

Yu Sheng: I was thinking about it before, but I don't think about it now. Now I just want to kick you off the stage.

"How could I not want to?" Yu Sheng said through gritted teeth.

I'm afraid someone did more than just this.

He knows someone too well; just wearing a wedding dress isn't enough. There has to be a wedding venue prepared.

Yu Sheng thought to himself, no wonder his eyelids kept twitching earlier, it turns out someone was waiting for him here!

"Honey, honey, come with me, I have a surprise for you!"

Yu Sheng's eyelids twitched even more violently.

His intuition told him that what Shen Zhuo was preparing was not a surprise, but rather a shock.

He was held by Shen Zhuo, and the two of them jumped from the second floor. In mid-air, Shen Zhuo suddenly produced an umbrella, which carried the two of them safely to the ground.

When Yu Sheng saw the eerie wedding procession at the entrance of the villa, she was completely dumbfounded.

This is a real surprise!

Fortunately, everyone in the family is asleep at this time. Otherwise, if they saw this, they would definitely be scared half to death by Shen Zhuo's antics!

Unable to bear it any longer, Yu Sheng kicked Shen Zhuo away.

Shen Zhuo was kicked directly into the bridal sedan chair by Yu Sheng.

The ghosts and the people from the Paranormal Events Management Bureau looked at each other in bewilderment.

Yu Sheng looked around at the group of people and found that they were all powerful evil spirits. Among them were Miao Miao, the Gu girl he had met once during the metaphysics exam at A University, and several older seniors.

If I'm not mistaken, those seniors should be from the Paranormal Events Management Bureau.

This has even attracted the seniors from the Paranormal Affairs Bureau. Shen Zhuo, you're really something!

Yu Sheng stormed into the bridal sedan chair and dragged the listless Chen Zhuo out.

"Who are you trying to scare to death with this stunt?!"

Chen Zhu tilted his head, puzzled, and said, "I didn't mean to scare you, I just wanted to give you a surprise..."

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, as if he himself felt somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Surprise? You're clearly terrified! No, Chen Zhuo, today is the Ghost Festival, the day when the gates of hell open. With such a bunch of ghosts and such a scary scene, anyone who knows you would think you're here to get married, but anyone who doesn't would think you're leading a horde of ghosts to take over City A!"

Chen Zhuo hung his head, looking like a good boy who admitted his mistake.

"Honey, don't be angry. I'll make them go back home, okay?"

Shen Zhuo felt somewhat wronged, but he didn't say anything.

He just wanted to surprise his wife, how did things turn out like this?

He turned his head fiercely to the group of ghosts who were watching the drama unfold, "What are you looking at? Get back to the underworld right now! If you dare to run away, I'll throw you all into a cauldron of boiling oil!"

The ghosts shrank their necks, feeling even colder.

Putting them in a frying pan wouldn't have been much of a threat to them, but unfortunately, the person who said that was Chen Zhuo.

When he's bored, he likes to fry little devils as snacks. If he eats one, it's like his soul is about to be scattered.

The ghosts looked at each other, then pushed out the matchmaker ghost. "My lord, what about the wedding sedan chair and the betrothal gifts..."

"Did you just come back from the animal realm? You need to ask me such a simple matter? Of course, the wedding sedan chair will be taken away, and the betrothal gifts will be left behind!"

They're all pig-brains! They're all pig-brains!

How did he end up with so many incompetent teammates!

The matchmaker's face changed.

These ancestors are getting more and more sophisticated at cursing people now; they even know how to subtly insult people for being brainless.

Chen Zhuo: Image, you need to pay attention to your image in front of your wife, don't you understand? You bunch of single ghosts without wives would never understand.

The matchmaker was so eccentric that she felt like she could come back to life.

She couldn't win an argument or a fight, so she could only slink away in frustration.

The ghosts wouldn't want to provoke Shen Zhuo's patience at this moment, so they all nimbly rolled back to the underworld.

Miao Miao, the Gu woman who had been watching the show from the sidelines, widened her eyes in amazement. The world really is a huge food chain.

The little devil is afraid of the Ghost King, and the Ghost King is afraid of his wife.

Seeing Yu Sheng's kick just now made her feel a pang of pain in her heart.

"And you guys, what are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a ghost being scolded by its wife?"

The staff of the Paranormal Events Management Bureau: To be honest, this is really the first time they've ever seen something like this.

Suddenly, everyone felt that Shen Zhuo, this little devil king, was quite cute.

She looks fierce, but she's actually just a hopeless romantic.

Yu Sheng sighed and rubbed his forehead, feeling utterly humiliated this time.

Thinking of this, he glared at the person who had caused the trouble again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect him to do something like this. If Chen Zhuo has been rude, please forgive him. I will keep him in check in the future."

Yu Sheng smiled apologetically, and none of the elders dared to have any objections.

After all, that was the Ghost King; how could they dare to have any objections?

The Gu woman Miao Miao's eyes darted back and forth between Shen Zhuo and Yu Sheng. "I didn't expect Yu Sheng to be even more capable than I imagined... You even dared to kick the Ghost King."

Judging from his deep contemplation, he didn't dare to voice any objections.

It's true what they say, comparisons are odious. At the same age, she can already easily tame a demon king, while she's still playing with insects!

Granny Gu asked in surprise, "Miao Miao, you two know each other?"

Miao Miao answered truthfully, "Grandma, your memory is terrible! He's the little Taoist priest I mentioned to you before who can fly on a sword. Director Ling even wanted to recruit him to our Paranormal Events Management Bureau!"

A look of doubt appeared on Granny Gu's face; she vaguely remembered that there was indeed such a thing.

However, Miao Miao is a talkative and noisy girl, so she just lets things go in one ear and out the other, and doesn't really care what Miao Miao said.

Miaomiao: Grandma, I'm going to get angry.

The most excited person when he heard that Yu Sheng could fly on a sword was none other than the old Taoist priest.

He shouted excitedly, "Our Taoist sect's hope! The future of Taoism holds promise for its revival! Hahahaha—"

Granny Gu was utterly helpless.

However, if their Gu arts could also produce such a promising talent, she would probably be overjoyed.