The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1302 The God of the Mortal Realm, A Demon Descends from Heaven!
Before the New Year celebrations were even over, the Ningguo Mansion was already celebrating a joyous occasion.

Marquis Zhongwu, Jia Jue, married the daughter of a construction worker in the engineering corps.
Inside the bustling mansion, Lin Zhixiao was directing his men, his face filled with anxiety. Today was the Marquis's wedding; if anything went wrong, everyone would be in trouble. So, even on ordinary days, Lin Zhixiao was unusually nervous.
Seeing Lin Zhixiao bustling around, Jia Liu Shi was very satisfied.
Because this was the steward his son had "redeemed" from the Rongguo Mansion for five hundred taels of silver!

"My parents always told me that Huangmei Opera is not easy to sing."

Patting his thigh, Zhang Cheng's face was full of smiles, appearing exceptionally happy.
"Uncle, are you still singing? It's almost time!"

Upon reaching Zhang Cheng's side, Jia Wei couldn't help but shout.

He noticed that while everyone in the household was busy, his uncle remained completely nonchalant, as if it weren't his wedding at all.
"Oh, don't panic, it's just a wedding!"

Zhang Cheng smiled as he spoke to Jia Wei.

"Brother, we're all ready, why don't you hurry up and change your clothes!"

They rushed in from outside, Lin Daiyu, Jia Yingchun, and others carrying various things.

Seeing that they were all urging him, Zhang Cheng stood up and said, "Alright, alright, I'll go right now!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng changed his clothes and walked out of the house like an immortal being.
Looking at Feng Ziying and the others who had been waiting for a long time, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "I'll have to trouble you all a lot today!"

"Brother, you're too kind. It's just what we should do!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's polite words, Feng Ziying and the others immediately cupped their hands in greeting.
Looking at Jia Baoyu standing in the crowd, Zhang Cheng hadn't expected him to come.
However, Jia Zheng had sent him, because today was the wedding of his "brothers," and if Jia Baoyu hadn't come, he would have been beaten to death!
"Come on, brother, take this with you!"

Upon reaching Zhang Cheng, Jia Lian immediately draped a large red flower over his body without a word, making him appear exceptionally festive.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's appearance, Feng Tang and the others not far away laughed and said, "Haha, Jue-ge'er looks like a young man today!"

"That's right, that's right!"

Stroking his beard, Jia Zheng and the others also laughed.
As the large group made their way towards the Qin family's residence, the guests began arriving to express their gratitude.

As people came and went, Jiao Da was in charge of registering them, while the task of welcoming them was left to Jia Zheng.

"Daišan, Dorgon, and Mangultai have come to offer their congratulations!"

Just as Jiao Da was writing in his notebook, he looked up and saw three people with pigtails.
"Hahaha, General Feng, it's been a long time! Do you still recognize me?"

With a broad smile, Dai Shan stepped forward, looked at Feng Tang, and immediately began to speak.
"Daishan? What brings him here?"

Staring in shock at Dai Shan, the military officers were all frozen in place.

"How could Feng Tang not recognize Prince?"

With a hypocritical expression, Feng Tang stepped forward and whispered, "You're not here to cause trouble, are you? You know, Jue-ge'er isn't known for his good temper!"

"Hey, General Feng, Dai Shan isn't that kind of person! I'm just here to offer my congratulations and have a drink!"

He spoke with a smile, but cold sweat dripped down Dai Shan's forehead.

If he dared to cause trouble on Zhang Cheng's wedding day, it would be a question whether he could even leave Shuntian Prefecture alive!
Hearing Dai Shan say this, Feng Tang and the others finally relaxed.

"Guests are always welcome, please come in and have a chat!"

As Feng Tang led Dai Shan inside, he couldn't help but tease him.
Since everyone here today has fought against Daishan, they all have plenty to talk about!

As they watched Daišan being dragged away, Dorgon and Mangultai sensed something was amiss. But just then, the people who had surrounded them laughed and said, "Come on, let's go inside and have a drink!"

"Are they trying to drink us to death?" Dorgon wondered, looking at the enthusiastic "military merits" of the group.

"Hmph, they're not worthy of drinking!"

With a disdainful look, Mangultai, seeing that Zhang Cheng was not around, grew bolder.
"Good job, Third Brother! Cheer up, don't embarrass us!"

Patting Mangultai on the shoulder, Dorgon's face was full of smiles.
Upon hearing Dorgon's words, Mangultai paused for a moment, because the words sounded somewhat familiar.
On the way to the Qin family's residence, Zhang Cheng rode his horse, his face full of smiles.

As the procession, accompanied by gongs and drums, marched forward, Xue Pan, standing beside him, was scattering lucky money among the people lining the street.

Amidst the joyful scrambling, many people uttered auspicious words.
In the alley, the bald-headed monk counted on his fingers and said, "Something's not right. Why have the wedding party changed? If the fairy finds out, won't we be in big trouble?"

Just as the bald-headed monk finished his deduction, he immediately came out. But the moment he saw Zhang Cheng, he froze on the spot and was so frightened that he quickly hid in the alley.

The young man on horseback ahead was enveloped in a boundless, towering aura of blood energy, resembling a malevolent dragon.
"Is this even a person?"

He spoke in disbelief, feeling a wave of weakness wash over him.
"Ok?"

Noticing someone watching him, Zhang Cheng slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the alleyway with a predatory look.

"The mortal realm is plagued by evil spirits, but heaven has sent down demons!"

Startled, he wiped away his cold sweat. The bald-headed monk had already disappeared into the alley when he turned around. A wave of fear washed over him.
Because if he were targeted by the "evil dragon," he would surely die!
"This isn't right, I can't calculate it, I absolutely can't calculate it! It's all messed up!"

The bald-headed monk was already drenched in sweat as he continued to deduce the secrets of heaven. However, the moment he did so, he suddenly slumped down, coughing up blood as he cried out, "The dynasty's fortune rests entirely on one person, yet he is not the emperor! Hahaha, am I insane? What am I seeing? What am I seeing?"

Just as the bald-headed monk was about to break down, Zhang Cheng sneezed and said, "It's a bit chilly today!"

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted onto the ground, and the bald-headed monk, as if his body had been drained of all its energy, struggled to crawl away. He couldn't believe what he was seeing; he wanted to see for himself what it was!
However, the moment he crawled out again, he saw the vast blood energy in the distance instantly condense into a dragon, which opened its blood-red maw at him.
"The Palace of Illusion has misled me."

As the ferocious dragon approached, the bald-headed monk instantly lost all resistance, his soul crushed in a flash.

Zhang Cheng: Didn't he know I had connections?
Bald-headed monk: I have people above me too!

Fairy Disenchantment: No, you didn't!

Completely unaware of what had happened, Zhang Cheng asked with a puzzled look, "If I marry Qin Keqing, will the bald-headed monk and the lame Taoist come looking for me?"

However, just as Zhang Cheng thought of this, he shrugged and said, "Forget it, we'll see when the time comes! I don't believe those two can escape from a thousand troops!"

Martial arts masters are powerful enough, right? Ask them if they dare to fight a fierce general in full armor.

You have Zhang Liang's strategies, I have the Divine Machine Battalion!
The root of fear lies in the unknown, but if you have sufficient firepower, then it's not a problem!

If that's not enough, then go straight for power, use cannons to push through.
The Qin family home was decorated with the character for "happiness".

Inside the room, Qin Keqing was looking at herself in the bronze mirror, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Miss, you look so beautiful today!"

Upon arriving before Qin Keqing, Baozhu and Ruizhu both smiled.
As the two were talking, Qin Keqing's face turned even redder.

"Sister, sister, brother-in-law is here!"

As Qin Zhong ran in from outside, he shouted.
Upon hearing Qin Zhong's words, Qin Keqing lowered her head and buried her face in the mountains.

(End of this chapter)