The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

The fat yellow man suddenly became like a deflated ball. The golden body of Arhat on his body suddenly disappeared and he turned into a fat white man with a belly.

He confessed:

"Okay, to tell you the truth, I relied on luck to ascend in the lower world, but after coming here, my good luck suddenly stopped working. In the past, I could always find a bright future by walking in any direction, but here I can't tell east, west, south, or north. Without good luck, I have been staying in this wasteland for a year. I really can't wait any longer! That's why I stopped you in a moment of excitement. I just want to find someone to take me out. As long as you can take me out, I will become your brothers!"

Chu Wan Ning felt ashamed after hearing this. Why was his experience so embarrassing? Who could rely on luck to ascend to heaven?

After listening to this, Fu Qian asked Chu Wan Ning what she thought.

Chu Wan Ning asked Fu Qian to agree first. She wanted to see what this man wanted to do.

Ever since Fatty Huang joined their team, the three of them moved forward in the same direction.

Along the way, Fatty Huang kept telling them what he knew.

"I'm from the Buddha Continent. Where are you from? We are all devout Buddhists on our continent. Everyone can recite sutras. It's really interesting."

Fu Qian:

"Ah."

Chu Wanning:

"Ah."

The three of them wandered around in the wasteland for three days, but still couldn't get out. Chu Wan Ning suspected that it was this fat man Huang who lowered her luck. Otherwise, with her luck, she would have found a way out long ago. Moreover, they had seen the edge of the wasteland before they met Fatty Huang! When they got closer, it turned into an endless wasteland.

During these three days, Chu Wan Ning and Fu Qian's ears were tortured by Fatty Huang. He talked incessantly about everything under the sun, and as soon as the monks' morning class started, he would start preaching to them.

Chu Wan Ning swore that if she believed in Buddhism, she would definitely copy down the scriptures she heard with great respect like Elder Tang did and bring them back to her country to popularize them.

This is understandable, but Fatty Huang hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and he was a little excited to see Fu Qian and Chu Wan Ning. When he was not chanting, he talked more about family matters.

Fatty Huang asked them with a smile:

"Which continent are you from? I see you have elegant and graceful figures, and you are a handsome man and a beautiful woman. Your continent must be a place with good feng shui!"

After listening to this, Fu Qian nodded and replied:

"I'm sorry to tell you, but it is indeed a Feng Shui treasure land."

Fatty Huang was very friendly and had treated Fu Qian and Chu Wan Ning as friends during their conversation. He laughed loudly and didn't mind Fu Qian's frank confession at all. He smacked his lips and said:

"You were right not to tell me. I was just about to teach you this. After all, this place is too complicated. I was afraid that my enemies would seek revenge and destroy your lair! Don't you agree?"

Chu Wanning and Fu Qian kept calm and nodded.

Fatty Huang's voice rang out again.

"What is the relationship between you two?"

Fu Qian carefully looked for a way out and replied in a good-tempered manner:

"We are a Taoist couple."

Fatty Huang smiled and nodded, praising:

"Congratulations! Congratulations to both of you on your happy marriage! May you have a baby soon! May you be blessed with longevity, wealth and happiness! May you have many children and good fortune!"

Chu Wan Ning could no longer bear it and said to him:

"Friend Huang, can you take a break?"

Fatty Huang said to her with a smile:

"Thank you for your concern, I'm not tired! I like chanting scriptures and chatting the most! How many hundreds of years old are you?"

Chu Wan Ning didn't want to pay attention to him. Fu Qian had already seen it. He smiled dotingly and answered for her:

“We’re almost 100 years old.”

Fatty Huang touched his chin and said with a smile:

"You two are much younger than me. I am 260 years old now. When I first started practicing, I never thought that I could go so far and even come to the immortal world!"

Fu Qian noticed that a clump of grass nearby looked a little strange, so he stared at it closely. In order not to alert the enemy, he continued chatting with Fatty Huang.

"Yes! Fellow Daoist Huang is also the chosen one."

Suddenly, Fu Qian took out the Qilin bone spear and stabbed it towards the suspicious bush.

A terrifying scream came from the bushes, and a black and gray ghost flew out.

Fatty Huang quickly enlarged the golden bowl and used it as a cage to trap the ghost underneath.

He held the decision in his hand and asked Fu Qian:

"Friend Fu, what is this thing you found? Why is it so strange? I have never seen it before!"

Fu Qian looked at it carefully and thought that this was a ghost transformed from a wronged soul.

He tried to communicate with the ghost. He asked:

"Who are you and why are you here?"

But the ghost didn't listen to him and just kept repeating his own words to Fu Qian and others.

"Zhiwei... run away... Zhiwei... don't believe it... don't believe it... run away..."

Fu Qian glanced at Fatty Huang. Who should he trust in what the ghost said? Could it be Fatty Huang? He and Wan Ning only encountered the suspicious Fatty Huang.

Fatty Huang saw Fu Qian doubting him, his eyes widened instantly, and he pointed at Fu Qian with an expression of "How dare you doubt me like this?" and said aggrievedly:

"I don't know him! It's not me! How dare you doubt me! I treat you as my friends, you you you..."

Fu Qian retracted his gaze and ignored Fatty Huang's accusation. The ghost suddenly rammed into the transparent cage formed by the golden bowl.

Fatty Huang had no intention of arguing with Fu Qian and focused on controlling the barrier.

However, Fatty Huang's golden bowl was a pure and yang object, and was the nemesis of the black ghost. The ghost kept hitting the golden bowl, not caring about getting burned. He screamed and hit the golden bowl frantically, and the ghost let out a shrill whimper.

"Zhiwei...let...not...uh..."

The wronged soul rammed the golden bowl like crazy, at such a fast speed that one could hear the sound of it being burned with every strike...

Chu Wan Ning felt that this wronged soul was not a bad person, but a wronged soul with a story. She said to Fatty Huang:

"Friend Huang! Quickly put away the golden bowl and release it!"

Fatty Huang muttered:

"Why? Maybe he is the culprit that prevents us from leaving!"

Chu Wan Ning frowned and shouted loudly:

"Hurry up! He'll be killed if you don't let him out!"

When Fatty Huang saw that Chu Wan Ning was angry, he agreed:

"Oh oh oh, okay, okay, put it away! Don't regret it if it jumps out and bites you!"

After saying that, the golden bowl became smaller and flew into the hands of Fatty Huang.

Without the golden bowl to restrain it, the wronged soul rushed out and flew away, but was put into a strange stone container.

Chu Wan Ning used a cover made of topaz that she brought from Qingyun Continent to cover the wronged soul. Topaz is like the sky and clear as water. It has the effect of purifying and warming the soul. Having learned the lesson from Guo Min'er's soul, she always carries some of this topaz with her to prevent tragedy from happening again.