"Presiding Elder, thank you for your hard work!" Wang Yuanwai is a middle-aged man over fifty. Because he has never done physical work, he has a graceful figure and a skin that is whiter than that of many girls.
The two exchanged pleasantries for a while and then went to the backyard together to prepare to pick up the bride.
There was no one else around at this time, and both Wang Yuanwai and the fat monk showed their original appearance.
"Presiding Elder, can this little girl really break this natural disaster like mine?" Wang Yuanwai shook his huge body and asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, as long as this girl marries into your Wang family and becomes your concubine, your stubborn illness will definitely be cured!" the fat monk said righteously.
"Well, I feel relieved because of your words. I've already sent the incense money I promised you to the side room, and we're settled."
When the fat monk heard this, his face showed joy, and he quickly said: "Good!"
After sending the king to the door of the backyard, the fat monk quickly went to the side room in the front yard.
The wedding reception went smoothly. After Wang Yuanwai placed the bride on the sedan chair, he went to a carriage in front of her.
Li Yushan, who rushed outside the temple, saw the wedding procession that had just started. This time, he did not hesitate anymore and stood directly in front of the road, stopping the procession coming down the mountain.
"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Wang Yuanwai opened the curtain beside him and looked at the slave next to him.
"Replying to the master, someone is blocking the way ahead!"
On a big day, there will always be people blocking the road to ask for wedding money. Wang Yuanwai is very familiar with this. He married countless concubines in the first half of his life, and he would encounter them every time.
If he had thrown away a few big bucks before, he wouldn't have cared about it, but this time he spent a lot of money just to marry a yellow-haired girl.
"Drive him away!" Wang Yuan looked warm and angry outside, but when he lowered the curtain, he realized that this was outside the temple door. He waved his hands helplessly and sighed, "Forget it, reward him with a big sum of money and tell him to get out of here."
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The house slave bent over and said yes repeatedly.
"Today is my master's big day. Now, take this money and get out of here!" The slave threw the money on the ground and said impatiently.
Li Yushan shook his head with a firm face, "I don't want money!"
"You don't want money?" The servant looked him up and down and said disdainfully, "Why, you don't want money, you want people!"
When the other slaves heard this, they laughed loudly, rolling up their sleeves and flexing their wrists, ready to push the little guy aside at any time.
"Yes, I want someone!" Li Yushan replied calmly.
When the slave heard this, the smile on his face slowly disappeared and his face turned cold.
The other slaves also gathered around!
Li Yushan's words cannot be solved by a beating.
Three or five evil slaves, take action directly!
Fortunately, Li Yushan is not a vegetarian. Although he has never fought with anyone, he can knock these people down with three punches and two kicks using some moves given to him by his master.
After gently patting the footprints on his body, Li Yushan walked towards the sedan chair carrying the bride. His eyes changed from tough to gentle, as if he had returned to that summer when he first saw the matchmaker in the vegetable garden.
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"Matchmaker!" Li Yushan muttered silently.
Several domestic slaves carrying the sedan put down the sedan and stepped back. They could clearly see Li Yushan's skills just now.
Li Yushan walked slowly to the sedan, bent down and opened the curtain. When he saw the bride sitting in the sedan, his heart beat fast.
With so many words on his lips, he didn't know where to start.
"Follow me!" Li Yushan finally said the answer in his heart!
The bride, who was sitting in the sedan chair, was stunned for a moment and said with some confusion: "Have you arrived so soon?"
After hearing this, the little Taoist priest was stunned.
This is not the matchmaker's voice.
He didn't quite believe it, so he pulled off the bride's red hijab, only to see an unfamiliar face.
"Ah!" the bride screamed!
Li Yushan grabbed the red hijab and backed away quickly. At this time, he was surprised and happy in his heart.
Wang Yuanwai, who struggled to get off the carriage, glared fiercely and shouted: "Boy, you dare to intercept my man, do you know who I am!"
Li Yushan threw down his red hijab, waved his hand and apologized quickly, but rushed into the temple with a happy face.
The stunned Wang Yuanwai was a little confused. Several domestic slaves walked up to him nervously, lowering their heads and not daring to speak.
"Hmph!" Wang Yuanwai snorted coldly, "Go back first and deal with him after today!"
"Yes!"
The procession to welcome the bride took off again and headed down the mountain.
But Li Yushan went straight to the backyard of the temple, found the vegetable garden, and rushed to where the matchmaker lived.
"Matchmaker!" Li Yushan shouted loudly.
But I looked around and couldn't find the matchmaker.
At this time, he thought that the matchmaker had said that his father was a monk in the temple. Before he could ask the monks, several monk leaders were already blocking his way with sticks.
"Which of you is the matchmaker's father?" Li Yushan asked cautiously.
He knew that the Taoist temple was smashed last time because he took the matchmaker down the mountain, and the matchmaker's father wanted them to meet.
"I am!" The monk leader made way, and a fat monk appeared, staring at Li Yushan with a stern expression.
"Where's the matchmaker?"
"Married!"
"Impossible, I saw she is not a matchmaker!" Li Yushan said, shaking his head.
But the fat monk shouted firmly: "She is the matchmaker!"
"Kick him out!"
Several monk leaders walked towards Li Yushan carrying long sticks with evil eyes.
These heads of monks are not servants, or rather they are not heads of monks!
The group of fat monks are not real monks at all.
The fat monk was just about to turn around and leave, but he didn't expect that this little Taoist priest was so good at killing several monk leaders in an instant.
But looking at the scars on his body, the fat monk understood and exchanged injuries for injuries!
"Boy, get out of here before I get angry!"
"Where is the matchmaker?" Li Yushan already had a premonition that something was wrong. At this time, he just wanted to see the matchmaker.
"She's dead!" The fat monk said with a smile, "Are you satisfied with this answer?"
Li Yushan's pupils shrank and he panicked, "Impossible!"
"You don't believe it?" The fat monk also became interested, looked at the infatuated little Taoist priest in front of him, and then said: "I tell you the truth, she died a month ago, in the well behind you."
"This is impossible!" Li Yushan turned around in a hurry and ran towards the well.
The fat monk suddenly took action. Although he was fat, his movements were very agile and not weaker than Li Yushan's.
As soon as Li Yushan reached the well, he was kicked far away. However, he didn't care about the pain at all and climbed up with difficulty. He didn't feel relieved until he saw that the well was still as clear as before.
"Boy, go down and accompany her!" The fat monk grabbed his neck and pushed him into the well.