The Otherworldly God

Chapter 128

A few people returned to the compound after having breakfast at Le Zheng Shuiling's house. As soon as they stepped into the door, the guards couldn't help but talk about it behind their backs. After they walked in, they received many strange looks.

These gazes were a little different from before. Le Zheng Shuiling didn’t care before, but now she felt uncomfortable.

"It seems to be true. Judging from these people's reactions, I'm afraid we are the only ones who don't understand the situation."

"Brother, do you want to go ask Aunt Fang?"

Le Zheng Yuhua rejected Le Zheng Qiming's proposal and said, "No, let's go back to Sanyeju first to see if Master is here."

"also."

"I won't go with you, so as not to cause you trouble."

"Master uncle, you have walked all this way with us, and you went out at the same time, stayed out all night, and came back at the same time. Do you still need this little trouble?"

Le Zhengli smiled at Le Zheng Shuiling and said, "More trouble is more, but wouldn't it be better if there were less trouble? Besides, I have some things to do. I can't really play in the mud with you guys every day."

"You play in the mud."

Le Zhengli jumped away, avoiding Le Zheng Shuiling's attack, and even stuck out her tongue at her, which made Le Zheng Shuiling so angry that she took out her Ruyi, and Le Zheng Qiming quickly hugged her from behind.

"You can't beat him."

"Ah, I'm so angry. You are three years younger than me, but you still call us children. Le Zhengli, just wait for me. I will make you suffer in a year."

"You really don't think you have enough trouble. Calling me by my first name is disrespectful."

"How disrespectful! You think you are so great just because you worship a master who is older than you. Come on, Qi Ming! I want to ask the master for some advice."

"And then get beaten? You have to know that even Master can't beat him."

Le Zheng Shui Ling finally reacted after hearing what he said, so she said, "It doesn't matter. Who said I want to fight him openly? I can trick him, hahahaha, hahahaha..."

"Trick him? It's good enough that you don't get tricked by him."

Le Zheng Qiming really couldn't bear to continue pouring cold water on him. Looking at them walking away, he quickly ran a few steps to catch up with them.

Several people returned to Sanyeju and stood in front of it, as if they had not been back for a long time. Yue Zhengzhi's figure could be seen through the archway. He was lying on a chair, crossing his legs, drinking and humming.

Le Zheng Shuiling ran over, jumped up, and smashed down heavily with the Ruyi in her hand. Le Zhengzhi hurriedly dodged and fell to the ground in a mess. When he looked up, he saw that a hole had been pierced through the chair by Le Zheng Shuiling's Ruyi.

"You, are you going to kill the master?"

"You liar."

Le Zheng Shui Ling took Ruyi back and sat on the chair with a hole in it.

"Whoever provokes you again, I'll go and teach him a lesson for you."

"Master Li."

"Master, Master, I can't beat you. How about Master treat you to a chicken drumstick?"

Le Zhengzhi took out a gnawed chicken leg from his arms, and Le Zheng Shuiling rolled his eyes at him.

"I've been eating well these past two days, so I don't need chicken legs for now."

"Then I'll eat it."

He stood up and faced Le Zheng Yuhua who was walking towards him, feeling guilty and wanting to escape.

"Is this Master's own will, or is this Master's Wife's instruction?"

Le Zhengzhi was still bending over, but the smile on his face had faded.

“There is no difference.”

"Master, you really are..."

Le Zheng Shuiling came up to him, but before she could finish her words, Le Zhengying, who came with a few people, holding cloth and other things in their hands, interrupted her.

"Meet Master Zhi."

"Miss Ying'er, what are you doing here? Is there food or good wine underneath?"

Le Zhengying slapped his hand away. She still remembered clearly what happened last night. She knew he was pretending and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that he was pretending well.

"These are the materials for making new clothes. Master asked me to bring someone to measure Yuhua's size so that he can make new clothes."

"Senior Sister Ying'er, has my senior brother's matter been settled?"

"Yes, Master and the Patriarch have discussed it early in the morning and it is scheduled for July 15th."

"There are still nearly two months left."

July 15th is the Ghost Festival in Le Zheng Yuhua's world, the day when the gates of hell open. Le Zheng Yuhua didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but after coming to this world, he had some feelings and felt a little unlucky in his heart.

However, there are no ghosts or underworld in this world, so July 15th is not the Ghost Festival. He could not object to the decision of his superiors, but the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"You're not so anxious for your brother that you can't wait even two months, are you?"

"No, I still think it's fast."

"Yes, Master calculated the date before negotiating this."

Le Zhengying's voice was very soft, and was accidentally heard by Le Zheng Shuiling, who asked a question specifically.

"What is Senior Sister talking about?"

"It's okay. Come on, this is a big happy event, there are many preparations, and we can't be careless. Shui Ling, you have to learn the rules in this regard. The other party is the Mu family you admire the most, so don't lose face."

"Don't worry, Senior Sister. I will definitely not embarrass you. By the way, Senior Sister, are we going to make new clothes too?"

"Don't worry, I will do it for you. Master has calculated that you will also go to pick up the bride, so we have to be decent, don't you think?"

"Getting the bride? There will be something fun again."

Le Zheng Shuiling was so happy that she forgot about Le Zheng Ying. When she came to her senses, she could only run away with a silly smile.

Yesterday, Le Zheng Yuhua thought that the wedding would not go smoothly and would be delayed for some time or even cancelled. But now, after calculating, it turns out to be so fast.

Le Zheng Yuhua said he didn't understand his current mood. He didn't want to refuse, nor did he want to accept. He simply couldn't refuse, and he had to accept it.

In order to revive Sanye, he could only think of the power of God. He knew that God was in the Never Sleeping Mountain, so he didn't need to wait until the day of summoning him, or be qualified to step into the Never Sleeping Mountain. He could go directly to the Never Sleeping Mountain.

But for some reason, he didn't have the courage. Was he afraid that he wouldn't be able to reach the Sleepless Mountain? Was he afraid of being rejected? He couldn't explain this feeling, but subconsciously, it seemed that he could only achieve his wish by continuing this way.

The mysterious man's words "let it be" seemed to be binding him tightly, tying him to Lezheng and tying him to Jimen Pass, making it impossible for him to escape his fate as Lezheng Yuhua.

"I don't believe in fate."

These words were pale and powerless. At this moment, his body was being manipulated by others. He wanted to refuse and escape, but there seemed to be invisible chains wrapped around his hands and feet.

His heart was in turmoil, as if a dark air was invading his heart. He felt hungry and thirsty. What he needed at this moment was not ordinary food or tea, but the flesh and blood of others.

Le Zheng Yuhua tried hard to suppress it, it seemed as if there was an evil ghost in her body that was about to rush out, and it was roaring.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die... Kill, kill..."

This has happened before, those damn guys blocked the door and prevented me from celebrating Mitsuha's birthday.

Le Zheng Yuhua chose the power of evil spirits to eliminate them all. Now, he also wanted to eliminate everything that hindered him from resurrecting Sanye.

"Sanye, help me."

He thought Sanye would stop him again, but what appeared before his eyes was her lying dead in a pool of blood. His psychological defenses collapsed instantly and his vision gradually turned red.

He wanted to kill and achieve his goal as quickly as possible.

At the last moment, a figure appeared in Le Zheng Yuhua's mind, but this person was not Sanye.

"Take me to see the real mountains and rivers, okay?"