Chapter 249 Are they all masters? Each one more impressive than the last, each one more handsome than the last.
Fengdu! That's the true core of the Netherworld!
Ordinary cultivators are fortunate enough to glimpse even a trace of the Netherworld's gateway in their entire lives. What merit or ability does Zhang Qingyuan possess to be invited to Fengdu to witness the ceremony?!
The person in charge of the ceremony was none other than the Emperor of Fengdu himself!
"I...I...I..." Zhang Qingyuan stammered, rubbing his hands together, his cheeks flushed with excitement.
"I'm free! Absolutely free! Even if it's something incredibly important, I'll have to make time! Fellow Daoist Shen! Don't worry! I'll definitely be there on time!"
"No, no, no, I arrived early! Is there anything I need to prepare? A gift! Yes, a gift! I need to think carefully about what gift to prepare so as not to be impolite..."
He had already started spinning in circles, his mind racing over what Longhu Mountain had to offer.
Amused by Zhang Qingyuan's undisguised elation, Shen Yuepo quickly reassured him:
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, there's no need to be nervous. Just keep a calm mind. As for the gift, nothing is more important than your presence; that's the best way to show your appreciation."
At that moment, Lu Jin, who had been awakened by the noise outside, quietly pushed open a door in the east wing and eavesdropped for a while.
He covered his mouth, his eyes wide, and quickly pulled out his phone, his fingers tapping rapidly on the screen, sending a message to someone whose contact was saved as "Xiao Mutou":
"Breaking news! Master Shen is getting married!!! On New Year's Day!"
"That's the Feng Jin we met before! Tsk tsk, Yi Zhou, you're no good!"
After sending the message, he secretly raised his phone and tried to take a picture of the outside through the crack in the door, but the angle was too sharp and he only managed to capture a blurry corner of the clothes.
A mid-range residential community in Beijing.
The wedding dress shop that Shen Yuepo and Feng Jin were going to was on the same route as Aunt Zhao Yan's house.
The two took a taxi to drop Zhang Qingyuan off first, and then got out of the car to say hello to Zhao Yan.
Upon receiving news that Shen Yuepo had arrived downstairs, Zhao Yan hurriedly came out to greet him.
But when he saw the four people standing outside the building entrance, he was genuinely startled.
My own cousin seems to have lost his soul, doesn't he?
Isn't this a bit too much?
Especially the man in the black trench coat, with a handsome yet otherworldly face and an aura that kept strangers at bay.
Just standing there quietly made this special case team leader, who had seen many storms, feel an invisible pressure.
Shen Yuepo immediately noticed Zhao Yan's surprise and helplessly raised her hand to rub her forehead.
Her original intention was simply to bring Zhang Qingyuan along and finish the battle quickly.
But when Lin Yanxin heard that they were leaving her in the cold and deserted Taoist temple, she immediately refused.
He covered his head and claimed that he was still recovering from a mental breakdown and should not be alone.
They need to be in a lively, bustling place to stay to maintain their stability; they'll follow that path no matter what.
Shen Yuepo couldn't refuse him, so she had no choice but to take him along as well.
She looked at Zhao Yan with a slightly apologetic expression, "Captain Zhao, I'm sorry, the situation has changed a bit."
"These are my two senior brothers, Lin Yanxin and Zhang Qingyuan. They are both like-minded people, and they came together to take a look."
She turned to the side, took Feng Jin's arm, and formally introduced him: "This is Feng Jin, my fiancé."
Zhao Yan suddenly realized that it was her senior brothers and her fiancé.
His gaze fell on Feng Jin, and he was secretly amazed. His demeanor and appearance were indeed extraordinary, no wonder he could win the heart of Master Shen.
However… looking at the other person’s excessively young and handsome face, he muttered to himself: Isn’t the one below… someone who has lived for ten thousand years?
Her appearance is so well-maintained! She looks like a top celebrity, and she even goes for a high-end, mysterious image.
His smile remained unchanged as he warmly extended his hand: "Hello, hello! I've often heard Master Shen mention you, and it's a pleasure to finally meet you in person today!"
Feng Jin shook his hand politely, his expression indifferent, and simply nodded slightly: "Hello."
His voice was deep and pleasant, yet it carried an inherent sense of detachment.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Shen Yuepo wanted to get down to business, handing over the investigation to Zhang Qingyuan so that he could extricate himself from his duties with Feng Jin.
However…
Zhao Yan seemed particularly excited and began to warmly greet Shen Yuepo and Feng Jin.
"Master Shen, you and Mr. Feng are such a perfect match, a match made in heaven! When is the wedding? Oh dear, look at my memory! Please come in, please come in. What am I doing standing at the door like this..."
He talked about the weather, the recent case, and then the wedding preparations, without giving Shen Yuepo a chance to say goodbye.
"Master Shen, you don't know, the people the Special Case Bureau recently recruited are all brutes who only know how to catch ghosts. I have no choice but to trouble you to take a look again."
Shen Yuepo smiled nonchalantly, "It's alright, I just happened to be passing by."
We chatted all the way, and before we knew it, we arrived at the door of the floor where Aunt Zhao Yan's house was located.
Seeing his opportunity, Shen Yuepo was about to take his leave...
With a click, the door opened from the inside.
An elderly couple, who looked to be around sixty years old, with kind faces but whose weariness was hard to conceal, came out to greet them upon hearing the voice.
The old gentleman had gray hair and a slightly hunched back.
The old lady looked a little haggard, but when she saw Zhao Yan arrive with his men, she immediately perked up and put on a big smile.
Zhao Yan quickly introduced them, "Aunt, Uncle, this is Master Shen and her fellow disciples."
He then turned to Shen Yuepo's side, "Master Shen, this is my aunt Zhao Jiangli and my uncle Sun Tishou."
"Oh my, he's here! This must be Master Shen that Xiao Yan often mentions, right? He's so young and promising, and incredibly handsome!" The old lady's gaze first fell on Shen Yuepo.
Then, seeing Feng Jin beside her, and Lin Yanxin and Zhang Qingyuan behind him, her eyes lit up even more:
"Oh my, these masters are all so spirited and handsome! Please come in, please come in!"
Sun Tishou echoed his sentiments, his attitude respectful yet warm and genuine.
Shen Yuepo had the words of farewell on the tip of her tongue, but faced with such a pair of elderly people who were so sincerely hoping for her, she just couldn't bring herself to say them.
She turned her head, leaned close to Feng Jin's ear, and whispered quickly in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"It doesn't seem very polite to leave now... How about we check on their situation first?"
A warm breath brushed against his earlobe. Feng Jin lowered his eyes to look at her profile, which was so close to his. The impatience in his eyes caused by being distracted by trivial matters vanished instantly.
He didn't care about these mundane matters, but she did, and since she had spoken up, he had no reason not to.
"Mm," he responded, which was taken as agreement.
Shen Yue Po Xin then turned around and said to Zhang Qing Yuan, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, you will be in charge of the inspection today, and I will assist you from the side."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingyuan immediately straightened his back, his face solemn, and nodded earnestly:
"Fellow Daoist Shen, rest assured, I will investigate carefully and do my utmost."
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