Feng Bujue, dressed in a suit, was standing at the door of a small church, looking lazily in the direction of the parking lot, waiting for the guests who had not yet entered.
Ruoyu, who was wearing a strapless bridesmaid dress, stood beside him. Although her posture was dignified, her makeup and figure were not to mention, but her face... had that "killer expression".
Because the wedding was about to start, the bride and groom were making final preparations. There were not many guests yet to enter, so the two best men and bridesmaids finished the welcoming work.
"I said...are you angry?" Anyway, no one was passing by here at the moment, so Brother Jue simply leaned his back against the wall and turned to talk to Ruoyu.
"No." Ruoyu said so, but her expression did not change.
"Then why are you putting on such a scary expression?" Brother Jue asked again.
"Hiss" Ruoyu immediately sniffed and replied with one word, "Cold..."
This answer was so convincing that Feng Bujue also slapped himself on the forehead and thought to himself, why didn't I think of that?
"How about...I give you a hug?" Brother Jue thought for a while and asked.
"Huh?" Ruoyu glanced at him sideways, her eyes seeming to say "inexplicable".
"I really want to put my coat on you, but the ceremony will start at any time. I have to be prepared, right?" Feng Bujue explained immediately.
"When you went to a wedding banquet, have you ever seen the best man and bridesmaid hugging each other and standing at the door to greet the guests?" Ruoyu continued.
"That's true," Feng Bujue said, "but I know that the best man and bridesmaid often sneak away to a place where no one is around before the wedding ends..."
Before he could finish his words, a strong arm suddenly hooked his shoulder.
The man who suddenly appeared behind Brother Jue looked to be in his twenties and had long black hair; at least before he spoke, he seemed to exude the aura of a mysterious handsome guy with long hair shawl.
"Kid... why do you want to take my lovely granddaughter to a deserted place?" Shui Yungu stared at Brother Jue's eyes from a distance that was so close that he was almost touching, with a murderous tone and a kind voice.
Smiling, he asked Brother Jue such a question.
"Uh..." Feng Bujue's teasing words were just halfway through when he was interrupted by an elder. It was really a bit embarrassing, "Grandpa...Grandpa, why are you out?"
"Who is your grandpa?" Shui Yungu's personality has not changed much since he was a teenager. He is not as calm as Mr. Cat. It is more appropriate to say that he is like a naughty child. "Are you a member of my family?
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"Hmm..." Brother Jue said, "But if I call you by your first name, it doesn't seem very respectful."
"Haha... you can call me by my title." Shui Yun said.
"I wonder what your title is?" Feng Bujue asked.
"It's easy to talk about..." Shui Yungu's smile became more and more kind, "The king of hell in the ten palaces, I am the king of hell..."
He is not just talking nonsense. Since the age of fifteen, Shui Yungu has been one of the "Ten Palaces of Hell" in the world of ghost hunters. His nickname for psychic abilities is "God", and he is the "Original Water" in the real world.
The current heir and user of "Excalibur"; his current strength... Gu Chen also mentioned that he is one of the ten most powerful psychics in the world.
"Uh... Yan... Grandpa..." Brother Jue was under a lot of pressure. Even he could not help but say something inconsistent at this moment, "I think you misunderstood what I said. I was just joking..."
"Okay, you don't need to explain." Shui Yungu said, raising his other hand, "You are sure to succeed in my Tathagata Divine Palm move today..."
Before he finished speaking, someone interrupted...
"What kind of plane..."
"What's coming..."
"God is your size..."
"Palm!"
There were two people who interrupted him, one was Gu Chen, and the other was Xiao Tan's grandfather who looked younger than Xiao Tan himself.
The two of them talked to each other, and each of them picked up Shui Yungu from behind, and pulled him away while talking.
"What are you doing! Let me go! I don't care! I'm going to slap him to death!"
Just like that, Lord Yama was dragged back to the church crying like a child.
The elders in the family were so helpless that Ruoyu could only hold his forehead and shake his head, looking speechless.
"Your ancestors, the immortal cultivators, claim to be slaying demons, protecting the Tao, and guarding the peace of mankind... But if I actually look at it... they all look like murderous characters without blinking an eye." Feng Bujue looked at the people leaving with empty eyes.
Those three people waited until they were far away before speaking in a complaining tone.
"It's okay. They have their own sense of proportion. Basically, it's just talk..." Ruoyu continued, "If you don't say anything else, don't you think my dad is still alive?"
"My father-in-law managed to escape death, right?" Brother Jue asked in surprise.
"Ah...it is indeed a narrow escape..." Ruoyu said this and curled his lips, "What about your father-in-law? Is it that far?"
"That's right..." Feng Bujue nodded, "It seems we haven't arrived yet..." He paused for half a second and then said, "How about you follow me and take another two steps?"
"What's the way to go?" Ruoyu's groove power is not weak now, "I'll follow you quietly to a place where no one is around, right?"
"Well...are you young people so unrestrained nowadays?" Suddenly, a slightly older voice interrupted their conversation.
Feng Li and the other two were also excited. They were just flirting, but they forgot the purpose of standing here. When they heard the words and turned around, they found that a gray-haired old man was standing in front of them.
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The old gentleman who started teasing them was a foreigner, and he looked like a typical Germanic. However, he spoke Chinese very fluently and had no accent at all.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't see you just now." Feng Bujue is thick-skinned after all. After being overheard the conversation just now, Ruoyu blushed and lowered his head, but Brother Jue still came up to him with a faceless expression.
He said to the old man with a change of expression, "Hello, thank you for coming all the way, please come this way..."
"Yeah." The old man smiled when he heard this and put his hand on Feng Bujue's shoulder, "Boy... you are Feng Bujue, right?"
"Oh? Do you know me?" Feng Bujue responded.
"I heard Lao Wang and Lao Gu talking about you." The old man's Mandarin was indeed authentic, and it felt like a Chinese old man speaking, "Haha... Not bad, not bad, young and promising." He patted it a few more times.
Feng Bujue's shoulder said, "It's just... your level of shamelessness is still a bit worse than that of Lao Wang and Lao Gu when they were young. It's hard to catch a girl like this... You have to work harder."
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After the old man said these words in Brother Jue's ears sincerely, he also walked into the church, leaving Brother Jue who looked confused and thought to himself there: "I actually lost in terms of being thick-skinned.
Three points? What kind of virtue did those two guys have back then? Are they still shameless? Are they human beings?"
