This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

His wedding day had involved a trip to the underworld… It was simply too thrilling, and frankly, he still felt a bit dazed even now!

Back then in the dungeon of Fengdu City, Xu Yang had even felt despair…

Fortunately, he made it back just in time.

Otherwise, his beautiful wives would have ended up being widows, wouldn’t they?

Lighting a cigarette, he took a few silent drags before finally heading downstairs.

He found a copper basin and some paper money to burn for the two underworld soldiers he had met in the Fengdu City dungeon. As he did so, he couldn’t help but think, “It seemed like that Judge said the Ghost Emperor arranged for him to see me.”

“Which Ghost Emperor was it?”

Emperor Bciyin of Fengdu?

Or one of the five Ghost Emperors under his command?

For the current Xu Yang, whether it was “Emperor Beiyin of Fengdu” or the “Five-directional Ghost Emperors,” they were all legendary figures he looked up to. Why would such important people pay attention to him?

“And why is my past life and future not on the Book of Life and Death?”

Xu Yang recalled the expression of the Judge and his words then thought of the underworld soldiers who escorted him into the Fengdu City dungeon who said, “The curfew in Fengdu City has been in place for hundreds of years.” His thoughts couldn’t help but wander further.

And there was also the old man.

By rights, he should have stayed in the human world, continuing the “struggle for control of the Dao,” avenging the fallen Jingming Sect disciples and his family. But why did he choose to enter the Underworld Palace as a soul?

At that moment, the sound of a car horn rang out.

Outside the funeral shop, Ma Long got out of the car, accompanied by Yang Fan and several other male classmates. They were dressed formally in suits and black ties, even the car was decorated with balloons and red flowers. They teasingly said, “Xu Yang, it’s almost six o’clock, why haven’t you changed your clothes yet?”

Only then did Xu Yang realize he was still wearing a short-sleeved shirt and slippers and smelled of sweat.

He put away his thoughts and smiled, “Please wait for a moment.”

He then took out a “purification talisman” and stuck it on himself…

Buzz!

There was a flash of azure-blue water light, and in the next moment, all the dirt on Xu Yang’s body was gone, leaving him looking refreshed and energetic. He took out his “wedding clothes” from his storage space and put them on.

Wearing a black Magua, a red robe, and a black melon-skin cap, he looked quite like an ancient bridegroom who had traveled to the modern age. Once a red flower was pinned to his chest, he was all set.

As he stepped outside, Yang Fan even set off firecrackers.

A group of classmates pushed and shoved, laughing loudly as they pushed Xu Yang into the car. The neighbors were all around, and Xu Yang arranged from the backseat of the car, “Could some of you guys help find a few cars to bring all these uncles and aunties to the farmhouse restaurant?”

One after another, the cars left Wu City and headed towards the farmhouse restaurant.

At around 6:20, Xu Yang and the others arrived at the farmhouse restaurant.

The place was filled with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a joyous atmosphere. In the outer courtyard, there were about forty to fifty tables, on which a bottle of Maotai and Chinese cigarettes were placed. On the side, a stage was set up, with several beautiful female anchors getting ready and testing their equipment.

Furthermore, the kitchen area was bustling with activity.

Because there were a lot of things to prepare and the kitchen space was small, Yang Wanchcng even set up a tent next to the kitchen. Inside the tent, there were several large pots, and the long table inside was already filled with ingredients, ready to be served as soon as the guests arrived.

Soon enough.

Feng Zhaoqing, Wang Lin, Bai Wei, and others from the Wu City Spirits Management Bureau arrived, along with Master Luan of the Maoshan Sect from Xi Xia and a middle-aged man Xu Yang did not recognize.

This middle-aged man was wearing a Zhongshan suit and exuded a rich and powerful Qi and blood. His aura was even stronger than Feng Zhaoqing’s, who had only just entered the Innate Realm of martial arts mastery!

He was Chen Jingzhou, the head of the Xi Xia branch of the Supernatural Affairs Bureau!

Chen Jingzhou’s strength was almost on par with that of “Rush Thunder Hand Lei Lie, and he was also known as “Smiling Tiger” in the martial world.

“Master Xu!”

Upon seeing Xu Yang, Chen Jingzhou greeted him with a beaming smile, shaking his hand and saying, “I have always wanted to pay a visit to Master Xu, but I have been swamped with work…”

After some small talk.

Suddenly, there was a rumble, and thunder sounded in the distant sky.

Dark clouds rolled in the horizon.

The weather in July was like this, with sudden thunderstorms appearing out of nowhere.

Xu Yang, Chen Jingzhou, and Feng Zhaoqing were chatting, unconcerned about the changing weather. However, Yang Wanchcng, the owner of the farmhouse restaurant, was as agitated as an ant on a hot pan when he saw the rolling clouds and the sky turning dark.

“Master Xu!”

He hurried over to Xu Yang and whispered, “Master Xu, when will the guests arrive? It looks like it’s going to rain soon… We didn’t prepare tents for this banquet since there were so many guests. If it starts raining heavily, we won’t be able to eat.”

Xu Yang laughed, “It’s fine, just have someone get ready. I’ll take care of it.”

Yang Wanchcng:”???”

He looked confused, wondering what Xu Yang meant by “taking care of it.

Chen Jingzhou chatted with Xu Yang for a bit before asking, “By the way, 1 heard that Minister Wang was coming… Has he not arrived yet?”

“He’ll be here soon.”

Xu Yang suddenly lowered his voice and said, “Oh, and by the way, Director Chen and Captain Feng, Minister Wang is coming with the ancestors of Zongshcng Palace. When you see them, just treat them as elders and don’t reveal their identities.”

Chen Jingzhou, puzzled, asked, “Why?”