Chapter 297 The Salted Fish Little Celestial Master Gets His Bride Stolen by the Yandere Ghost King (24 chapters)
Yan Jun: Master Qing Tang, I am more wronged than Dou E. It was clearly someone who asked for this and that, and he only provided manpower and financial resources.
In the end, he was unfairly pinned on this huge black pot.
Chen Zhuo, have you no shame?
Upon seeing the slightly guilty look in someone's eyes, Yu Sheng knew that Yan Jun must have taken the blame for someone else.
This person is only taking advantage of Yan Jun's absence. But please, next time before you lie, could you at least try to hide your guilty expression when you lie? That way, at least I can turn a blind eye.
"Don't I know you? Only you would do something like this. Yan Jun is too busy with official duties to arrange these things for you."
Shen Zhuo was unconvinced and tried to refute Yu Sheng, "Then... what if he prepared it when he wasn't busy with official duties?"
“Then there should be a wedding dress for me, otherwise there’s no reason for him to only make one wedding dress. The one you’re wearing was probably made before he found me.”
Chen Zhuo was speechless.
Okay, your little scheme has been discovered!
My wife is really smart.
“Honey, I just wanted to give you a surprise. You know I’ve been a ghost for almost a thousand years. I’ve spent a long time in the underworld, so it’s understandable that I can’t keep up with the way people think now.”
Shen Zhu blinked his big, bright eyes and spoke sweetly and coquettishly.
"Wife, I really didn't mean it. Anyway, this is how weddings are done in the underworld, so I just..."
In fact, it's not really Shen Zhuo's fault. Few people get married in the underworld, and those who do follow today's procedures. Plus, Shen Zhuo is an ancient ghost, so he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it.
But to modern people, he was clearly doing this on purpose to scare people.
"Alright, stop playing the victim!"
"Honey, I wasn't pretending to be pitiful."
Yu Sheng rolled her eyes, then heard someone say shamelessly, "I'm clearly really pitiful!"
Yu Sheng: "..."
888: You're actually pretty honest!
"Honey, can I hug you?"
"If I don't agree, you're not going to hug me?"
Shen Zhuo shook his head. "No, no matter whether you agree or not, I'm going to hug you."
After saying that, Shen Zhuo hugged Yu Sheng tightly, buried his head in Yu Sheng's chest, and rubbed against her.
Mmm, it tastes like my wife.
Great, I'm finally a complete person and I can finally hold my wife.
Happy (*＾ワ＾*)
"Are you that happy?" Noticing someone's joyful mood, Yu Sheng looked down at the person nestled in his arms like a big bird, his eyes smiling.
"Of course I'm happy. I finally have a wife. I can finally hold my wife in my arms."
Indeed... a complete deliberation.
"Honey, let me tell you a secret. Yan Jun is really wicked. Every year around the Ghost Festival, he locks me up in hell. Today I almost didn't get out, and I almost didn't get to see you again, my dear wife."
Although she knew that Shen Zhuo's words were an exaggeration, Yu Sheng was still somewhat angry.
Just because Shen Zhuo is the Ghost King, does that mean he can't leave the underworld?
What kind of logic is that?
Since his death, he has never done anything immoral or harmful to the world. Why should his freedom be restricted just because of his strength?
If Shen Zhuo hadn't spoken up, he wouldn't have known that Shen Zhuo had suffered such a great injustice.
888: Think it over, to be honest, are you feeling wronged?
Chen Zhuo: I feel wronged? How can I not feel wronged? But it's alright, it's just that being locked up is too boring.
"Let's go to the underworld."
Shen Zhuo exclaimed "Ah!" and was about to ask Yu Sheng why she wanted to go to the underworld when she heard Yu Sheng say, "To beat up King Yama and settle scores for you."
He hesitated and waved his hands repeatedly, trying to refuse.
But he couldn't resist Yu Sheng's insistence and was dragged to the underworld by her.
At this moment, Yan Jun was laughing so hard he couldn't stop, listening to the ghosts who had returned from the human world vividly recounting how Shen Zhuo had been beaten. The next second, he choked on his own saliva.
"Cough cough cough..."
The matchmaker, quick as a flash, handed Yan Jun a cup of tea, saying, "Yan Jun, slow down your laughter."
Yan Jun choked so badly that tears welled up in her eyes, and her right eyelid started twitching wildly for no reason.
He rubbed his eyes hard, until they ached, but it was still no use.
Why is my eyelid twitching so badly?
It seems like today isn't a good day to work. I should just tidy up and get some rest.
"Alright, you may all leave. Let me catch my breath."
The ghosts were taken back to hell, and Yan Jun was just about to go out when a peach wood sword was pointed at his forehead, startling him so much that he slammed on the brakes and took a big step back.
Although he didn't recognize the handsome young Taoist priest in front of him, he recognized the somewhat guilty-looking Chen Zhuo beside him.
Presumably, this is the extraordinary person who kicked Shen Zhuo eight miles away.
Originally, Yu Sheng only kicked Shen Zhuo less than fifty meters away, but the group of evil spirits spread the rumor that it was eight miles away.
Although Yu Sheng could indeed do it, she was still her husband, and he would still feel bad if she kicked him too hard.
"You must be the wife Chen Zhuo has been longing for, right? You're truly a beautiful woman! Is there some misunderstanding between us? There's no need for us to come to blows, is there?"
Yan Jun smiled amicably, and Yu Sheng sheathed his sword.
Then, with each punch landing squarely, Yan Jun was pinned to the ground and rubbed against the ground.
Chen Zhuo ignored Yan Jun's distress signal and turned his head away, unable to bear looking at the beautiful scene.
Yan Jun: Sigh—and ponder—!
What nonsense were you talking about with your wife? Why did he start hitting her at the slightest disagreement?
Yan Jun wiped away the blood from his nose that was starting to flow, and with his face bruised and swollen, he pitifully complained, "Why was I beaten up for no reason? Shen Zhuo, tell me, what exactly did you say about me behind my back?"
When he was called upon, Shen Zhuo hid behind his beloved wife and said in a slightly arrogant tone, "Isn't it because you lock me up every time around the Ghost Festival and prevent me from going to the human world? My wife said she's going to help me get revenge."
"Although Shen Zhuo is the Ghost King, he has never done anything to harm the human world. You can't just eliminate that possibility because of his strength, right? Wouldn't that be a bit unfair?"
Yan Jun fell silent.
Indeed, he knew that this was very unfair to Shen Zhuo.
But what if—he meant what if—what if Shen Zhuo went to the human world and lost control?
He didn't want to have that kind of relationship, so he could only reluctantly accept it.
After learning the reason, Yan Jun felt that the beating he received was worthwhile, since he had indeed done something wrong.
“I will keep him in check from now on, and he won’t do anything to harm the world,” Yu Sheng assured him.
Yan Jun naturally believed this.
Given Shen Zhuo's love-obsessed nature, he would naturally do whatever his wife said. Otherwise, would he want to be kicked eight miles away again?
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