Chapter 433 Zombie Taoist Priest 48
Chapter 433 Zombie Taoist Priest 48
"I don't believe that a dignified earl like you would be penniless!"
"If you don't have it, I'll lend it to you!"
“I’m very rich!” Cruz said through gritted teeth, emphasizing each word.
Gorus remained silent for a long time. He looked at Shalian in his arms and then at the expectant eyes of the people around him.
Finally, he slowly spoke: "Okay, I agree."
Upon hearing this, everyone cheered. Mao Xiaofang put away the cross, stepped forward, and said, "I hope you can keep your promise."
Gorus nodded, forced a drop of blood, and let it seep into everyone's foreheads.
Then he turned and left with Sharon.
Ren Yinyin watched their departing figures and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Finally, it's resolved."
Mao Xiaofang patted Ren Yinyin on the shoulder: "Yinyin, we owe you a lot this time. If it weren't for your eloquence, I really wouldn't know what to do."
Ren Yinyin chuckled: "Of course, who am I!"
Everyone laughed, and the crisis was averted.
……
"Iron Mouth Fairy?"
"What the hell?"
"Yinyin, everyone outside says you're amazing! You're so sharp-tongued, you even scared away a vampire count!" Zhong Jun said with a smile, holding Ren Yinyin's arm.
"Then, everyone gave you a nickname. At first, it was Iron-Toothed Immortal, but they thought it didn't sound good, so they changed it to Iron-Mouthed Immortal!" Ah Jin explained.
"Is Iron Mouth Fairy any better to listen to?" Ren Yinyin was furious. How could she repay kindness with enmity? It's so awful!
"I'm not a fortune teller!"
"It's what everyone calls you in a respectful way!" Zhong Jun patted Ren Yinyin's shoulder reassuringly.
"Senior sister, to be honest, where did you get all that knowledge from?" Zhong Bang asked, arms crossed, genuinely curious.
"Tch, you all prioritize love above all else, but I'm perfectly clear-headed!" Ren Yinyin said proudly.
This world is a bit scary. Not only humans, but even vampires play the "true love conquers all" card!
"Wait, that's not right. There were only us there at the time, so how did the people outside know?" Ren Yinyin realized this and wanted to cause trouble for the guy who hadn't kept his mouth shut.
"Oh no, my soup must have boiled dry!" Zhong Jun suddenly said, then hurriedly ran into the kitchen.
“Master, let me help you!” Ah Jin followed closely behind.
Ren Yinyin turned her gaze to Zhong Bang, who raised his hands to indicate his innocence.
"Zeng Cheng?" Ren Yinyin shouted, and Zeng Cheng, who had been tiptoeing, immediately began to run for his life.
……
Yu Dahai believes that his daughter Yu Bixin and Zhong Bang have been through too many ups and downs together, and now that their relationship is stable, it's time for them to get married.
Zhong Bang and Yu Bixin had no objection to this. Their relationship was already very close, and marriage seemed like a natural progression.
However, at this seemingly happy moment, an unexpected person stood up to express his opposition—Zhong Jun.
As Zhong Bang's older sister, Zhong Jun felt that since her younger brother was not yet married, how could he step into marriage first?
Wouldn't that make people laugh at her for being an old spinster who can't get married?
“Sister, you didn’t think this way before!” Zhong Bang didn’t understand. His sister had clearly wanted him to be with Bixin before.
"I didn't say you can't get married, but you'll have to be after me in the queue!"
During the day, Zhong Jun passed by a bridal shop and saw a very beautiful wedding dress. She originally wanted to wear it to take some wedding photos and fulfill her wish to wear a wedding dress.
But unexpectedly, they ran into Li Siwei while taking photos. Li Siwei was with his girlfriend choosing a wedding dress. When he saw Zhong Jun taking wedding photos alone, he went up to her and mocked her.
"Master Zhong, what's going on? Are you and Master Mao getting married?"
"Why didn't they send out a wedding invitation? I want to go to their wedding banquet!"
Zhong Jun was both ashamed and angry. She pushed Li Siwei away, took off her wedding dress, and fled in panic.
Absolutely not!
Thinking of the humiliation she suffered during the day, Zhong Jun firmly demanded that the marriage be postponed.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but feel sorry for the couple.
Just when they were about to get married, Zhong Jun's interference made things complicated.
“Master Zhong, please speak up nicely…” As Zhong Bang’s master, Mao Xiaofang stepped forward to speak on his behalf.
To everyone's surprise, Zhong Jun became even angrier upon seeing him, "Shut up, what's it to you?"
"Sister!" Zhong Bang called out helplessly.
Zhong Jun turned and left, her attitude resolute.
However, Zhong Bang's marriage is a major event, and Zhong Jun, as his only relative, should rightfully sit in the main seat at the wedding.
So, everyone started discussing how to solve this problem.
After careful consideration, they decided to help Zhong Jun find a husband and get married as soon as possible so that Zhong Bang's wedding could proceed smoothly.
Without further ado, everyone mobilized their personal connections to find a suitable match for Zhong Jun.
Soon, Zeng Cheng found a seemingly good candidate – the bachelor Mao Xiaofang.
Mao Xiaofang and Zhong Jun are both Taoist practitioners, and they share similar interests, making them a perfect match.
However, when everyone excitedly shared this good news with Mao Xiaofang, he flatly refused.
"Master, please have mercy and help Abang and Bixin!" Afan and Zengcheng pleaded.
"Have some mercy and let me go!" Mao Xiaofang shook her head. Zhong Jun was sharp-tongued and greedy for money. How could he possibly want to marry her?
Moreover, he had already sworn before the patriarch that he would never discuss marriage in this life.
So no matter how much people tried to persuade him, he remained unmoved.
Left with no other option, they had to continue searching for other suitable men and have them line up for blind dates with Zhong Jun...
However, these people are all unique, and some could even be described as eccentric.
As Zhong Jun picked and chose, his impatience gradually grew.
This farce lasted for several days, but Zhong Jun still couldn't find anyone he liked.
Upon seeing this, everyone complained that her standards were too high, and that she was simply unapproachable.
Hearing these gossips, Zhong Jun became even more furious.
In a fit of anger, she declared that her cousin in the countryside was still waiting for her to marry her, and she decided to return to the countryside immediately to marry him.
Who could have predicted that this trip would lead Zhong Jun to an unexpected turn of events?
"What? You already have three wives, and you still want to marry me?" Zhong Jun pointed at his cousin's three wives, unable to believe what he had just heard.
"Cousin, although I have three wives, you are my favorite!" the fat cousin said shamelessly. "You can be my fourth concubine!"
Zhong Jun's fingers trembled with anger. She pointed at her cousin and yelled, "You, you're all crazy! Especially you, you're seriously sick!"
Completely devastated by the harsh reality, Zhong Jun walked down the street carrying her suitcase, cursing as she went, "Men are all the same!"
"I think I'll go back and tidy up the ancestral home, and then I'll just be a spinster who never marries!"
The words were filled with bitterness and helplessness, but Zhong Jun did not stop walking and returned to his ancestral home after dark.
When Zhong Jun arrived at the ancestral home, he was surprised to find that the lights were on inside.
"Huh, is there a thief?" There's nothing in the house, so I don't know what a thief could possibly steal.
Zhong Jun was already in a bad mood, and then she encountered a thief. She grabbed a wooden stick and, without hesitation, struck the figure hard on the head.
With a crisp "crack," the wooden stick snapped in two, and the person who had been struck slowly turned around.
Zhong Jun stared intently, then was immediately speechless with astonishment, "Yang, Yang Feiyun?"
It was Yang Feiyun, who should have been dead!
He came back to life!
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