The Otherworldly God

Chapter 132

When it came to matters like proposing marriage, Le Zhengfang hardly ever let Le Zheng Yuhua or even the entire Sanyeju people step in, making people feel as if this matter had nothing to do with them.

Le Zheng Shuiling was bored and lay on the steps, while Le Zheng Yuhua and Le Zheng Qiming were doing morning exercises.

"Ah, how boring, Qi Ming, let's have a fight."

Le Zheng Qiming stopped and rejected her while panting.

"Don't do that. If I fight you, I won't win or lose. If I give someone an excuse to make a fuss, it might even implicate my senior brother."

Le Zheng Yuhua stopped beside Le Zheng Qiming. Seeing his look, Le Zheng Qiming wondered if he was going to stir up trouble and ruin the marriage.

Le Zheng Qiming looked over and he suddenly smiled at him, which further strengthened his idea.

"How about we have a fight?"

"Hmm?" Le Zheng Shui Ling sat up, and seeing the smile on his face, Le Zheng Qi Ming was still secretly waving at him, and then she lay down again, thinking: "Brother Yu Hua definitely has bad intentions." She raised her hand and waved to refuse: "Forget it, fighting with you is called getting beaten, not fighting. I can't beat you, let Qi Ming fight with you, it will be interesting for me to see."

Le Zheng Yuhua looked over, and Le Zheng Qiming immediately stepped back a meter, unable to help but cursing Le Zheng Shuiling in his heart.

"To be honest, we are definitely not as good as you in martial arts."

"It wouldn't hurt to add some magic."

"Brother, you really don't want to get married. Besides, it's almost the final day. Isn't it too late for you to ruin it now?" Le Zheng Qiming smiled foolishly. Just then, Le Zhengzhi staggered in and quickly pointed at him and said, "Master, you can have a fight with Master."

"Me? What? You want to fight me?"

"Master, how much alcohol did you drink so early in the morning? It stinks."

Le Zheng Shuiling pinched her nose, looking disgusted.

"Not much, not much, just a few jars."

As he spoke, he couldn't help burping a few times, and the smell of alcohol kept coming out of his mouth.

"Where did you get those jars of wine?"

"Isn't this Yuhua getting married? Your Aunt Fang has prepared a lot of good wine for the ancestor worship. Would you like to try some?"

Upon hearing this, Le Zheng Shui Ling jumped up in shock, and together with Le Zheng Qi Ming, she pointed at him and asked in disbelief, "You actually stole the wine used for the ancestor sacrifice?"

"Shh!"

The two of them immediately covered their mouths and looked away.

"This is a serious crime, isn't it?"

The two men looked at Le Zheng Yuhua again, and he still had a smirk on his face.

"It's over. One is causing trouble and the other wants to cause trouble. They both want to ruin the marriage."

"Don't worry, I asked Ying'er for this wine. She knew I liked it, so she prepared a few more jars for me. She's really a smart kid."

"No, no, no, Master, don't you often go to her place to steal some wine?" The two looked at Le Zheng Yuhua again. He looked disappointed, and couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Ah, he looks so disappointed."

"Ah, speaking of which, the new house has been decorated, but we haven't been to see it yet. How about having dinner together and going to see it?"

Le Zheng Shui Ling immediately changed the subject to prevent him from thinking about drinking.

"Okay."

Le Zheng Yuhua readily agreed. Le Zheng Qiming and Le Zheng Shuiling saw his smirk again and wondered if he wanted to destroy the new house. Le Zheng Shuiling regretted making this suggestion.

"I'll go take a look too."

"Master, you don't need to."

"for……"

"No, that's right. We're going to eat on the street, and you stay in Sanyeju. Don't go anywhere, or I'll tell Master Baizhi that you've been drinking again."

Le Zhengzhi was frightened by Le Zhengshui's appearance and quickly said, "No, no, I'm not going anywhere."

"Very good. Let's go then."

Le Zheng Shuiling's expression changed so quickly and her movements were so fast that Le Zhengzhi was left alone, sighing while holding the wine jug.

"At this point, even if he regrets it, it won't cause any trouble. She's watching him."

The three people arrived at the street. There were lights and decorations everywhere, as if every family was going to have a wedding. Everyone's face was filled with smiles, and there were many new goods.

From time to time on the street, you could hear vendors who had just returned from Huacheng talking about how the Mu family in Huacheng were also busy with an upcoming wedding. Some people also regretted not being able to meet Miss Mu, but were refuted by the people around them.

Even though they were arguing with each other, everyone was very happy.

Le Zheng Shuiling didn't expect that the people of Jimen Pass were so concerned about this marriage. She looked at Le Zheng Yuhua deliberately, fearing that his mood would be affected by these things.

"I wonder what our Le Zheng's groom looks like?"

"I heard he was a handsome young man."

"Of course. I heard that Miss Mu is also a beauty."

"Who told you that?"

"That's what people say outside."

"Hahaha……"

……

"If the identity of Yuhua's groom were known... there would be a lot of people watching. No, no, no."

Le Zheng Shuiling saw someone selling buns, rushed over to buy a few, then turned around and grabbed Le Zheng Yuhua, who seemed to be taking action, and ran with him all the way to the villa, panting and bending over.

"Is this Aunt Fang's villa?"

Le Zheng Yuhua walked towards the door. Le Zheng Shuiling, who had just let go of his hand, thought that he might cause trouble, so she went over and grabbed his wrist again.

"The door is closed. How about we go back or find a place to eat buns?"

Le Zheng Yuhua couldn't help laughing.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything out of the ordinary now."

"Really?"

"Ah."

Le Zheng Shuiling carefully let go of his hand, and the two people watched him go by worriedly from behind.

The door was just ajar, and Le Zheng Yuhua pushed it open with a little effort. Both of them swallowed nervously. When they saw him walk in, they hurriedly followed him.

It was the first time for all of them to come to this villa. There was nothing special about the entrance. It looked much smaller than Le Zheng Shui Ling's house.

There are corridors on both sides, and many red lanterns are hung under the eaves, with large paper-cut happiness characters pasted on them.

They followed Le Zheng Yuhua to the corridor on the left. At the end of the corridor, there were two corridors. Le Zheng Yuhua led them to the deeper corridor.

The corridor was a bit narrow and was surrounded by a small bamboo forest.

Then I turned right and walked a short distance, but I didn't expect that I would have to climb stairs, about half a floor high.

The corridor, which had just seemed dim because of the bamboo forest, suddenly became bright.

A gust of wind blew, and it was a feeling that Le Zheng Shuiling and Le Zheng Qiming had never felt before. They looked to the left and saw an endless expanse of blue. The wind blew up the water, and ripples appeared on the water.

"Is this... the sea?"

Le Zheng Shuiling opened her mouth in disbelief and almost dropped the bun in her hand, so she quickly grabbed it.

"What a profound and beautiful spell this is."

Neither of them had ever seen the sea, but had only read about it in books, and they were longing for it at that time.

Le Zheng Shuiling stuffed the bun into Le Zheng Qiming's arms, ran forward two steps, reached the edge of the corridor, squatted down and was about to touch the sea water, but suddenly there was only mud and sand in front of her that she could not reach.

"Isn't this villa beautiful?"

Le Zhengli appeared out of nowhere, snatched the buns from Le Zheng Qiming, took one out and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Why are you everywhere?"

Le Zhengshui stood up angrily and stared at him, then went over and snatched back the other buns.

"I came here in such a hurry that I didn't even have time to eat, and I took the trouble to invite you to see such a beautiful scenery. Don't you want to thank me?"

"Come on, I'll be thankful if Uncle Master doesn't set a trap for us."

"How can you say that about me?"

"Was that the magic of my uncle just now?"

Facing Le Zheng Qiming's question, Le Zhengli stuffed the remaining bun into his mouth and sat down on the edge of the corridor.

"How can I have such ability? This spell is for your Aunt Fang. She comes back every year to see this sea."

"What kind of magic is this that can last so long?"

"I'll keep this secret for now. We'll find out eventually." He jumped down, leaving a footprint in the muddy sand, then turned around and called them down: "Come down and take a look. If that doesn't work, there are stairs over there."

This height was not a problem for the three of them. When Le Zheng Shuiling was about to jump down, Le Zheng Yuhua asked them to take the stairs, and they followed him.

"Uncle Master, will we be flooded here?"

Le Zhengli ran to the middle, spread his hands and enjoyed it, saying, "This place is really nice, very suitable." He suddenly put his hands down, lowered his head and smiled sinisterly, and lowered his voice and said, "It really suits you."