"Lead the way!"
Lu Chuan followed the young man into the village.
Returning once more to a mortal village stirred some feeling in his heart, reminding him of the Song Family Village from back then.
Before long, the two of them entered a wealthy household, with a large courtyard and high walls, its standing much higher than the neighboring homes beside it.
At that moment, a man in wedding robes, looking very capable but reeking of drink, was being led by an elderly man dressed like a rich squire to toast the arriving guests.
The guests and the groom all wore smiles, chatting and laughing merrily; it was extraordinarily lively.
"Daoist priest, it's him!"
The young man pointed at the groom from behind Lu Chuan.
Lu Chuan gave a slight nod, and at that moment, Old Taigong Gao and the groom also saw the people who had come in.
The groom also saw the young man behind Lu Chuan. Two sharp gleams, like keen swords, flashed through his eyes, frightening the young man into cowering timidly.
Taigong Gao came forward and said, "Might I ask why this Daoist priest has come..."
"To tell you the truth, Taigong, this poor Daoist wanders the Four Great Continents, and today, while passing through this place, happened to be thirsty. Seeing that your honored village just happened to have a joyous occasion, I came in to beg a cup of wine."
Lu Chuan smiled and took out a stack of talismans. "I offer these demon-subduing talismans as thanks."
"Chi!"
The groom's expression suddenly changed. He only felt the talismans shoot out ten thousand streaks of golden light, rushing straight at his face, making him reach out and claw them apart.
Only, when he looked at Lu Chuan now, his expression had turned rather unfriendly.