After a flash marriage, the abstinent snake husband stalks her every night

Huo Yunzhou is still feeling irritated after Song Zhen hung up on him last night.

Just right, find an outlet to vent.

[Huo Yunzhou: Leave this person alone, I will interview him.]

……

At this time, Song Zhen was waiting in the waiting room.

The resume and background she created were too powerful. Juan Shoutian liked Juan so much that he would never let go of such a strong rival like her.

Although the divine prediction failed for no reason, Song Zhen was still confident that the ghost would show up at his doorstep in half an hour at most!

Just then, the door to the waiting room opened from the outside...

A woman who looked to be in her early thirties, wearing a light blue suit with a gold collar, with a graceful figure and neat and free-spirited French curls on her head, walked in.

The woman held up the gold-rimmed glasses on her high nose and glanced at Song Zhen quietly.

"Are you the graduate student at Harvard Buddhist College? The Nobel Prize winner in Buddhism?"

Song Zhen raised his eyes and looked at the woman, and a chill ran through his heart.

I had a hunch that something was wrong with this woman, and it was very likely that she was the ghost she was looking for.

In the past, she would have been able to spot a ghost when it appeared before her, but today...

What happened to this office building?

It was as if there was an invisible barrier that blocked some of her mystical arts!

A mere seventh-level ghost couldn't possibly have this ability.

Song Zhen suppressed his confusion and smiled, "Hello, are you the interviewer?"

"Not originally, but I see that you are also from Harvard University, and our department is short of people. If we get along well, I can ask the HR department for you."

Also from Hada?

Song Zhen smiled, "Senior sister, hello!"

Hearing Song Zhen calling her senior so quickly, the girl became excited. She sat opposite Song Zhen, took out a stack of Harbin University stamps, and went straight to the point: "Harbin University is issuing limited edition stamps to outstanding alumni this year. You are so outstanding, you should have received some, right?"

Song Zhen glanced at the stamps that looked like dead branches and rotten leaves and shook his head. "I customized those stamps with my Nobel Prize money and donated them to the school."

"What? You donated it?!"

When the woman saw Song Zhen nod without blushing or beating his heart, he showed an expression of disbelief, and it took him half a minute to regain his composure.

"Ahem, well, in order to meet the deadline, all staff in our department are going to work 996 hours a day. Can you get used to this?"

"996?" Song Zhen exclaimed, "It's too easy. I used to be 007."

"007? You don't want to eat or sleep?"

"Eat, work while eating, work in dreams."

What Song Zhen said was true, otherwise why didn’t the people in Ruoqing Temple have a chance to upgrade in the past eight years?

The woman's expression began to fall a little, and she threw out her trump card, "Our department conducts performance appraisals every month, and we implement a last-place penalty system. The last-placed person's salary for that month will be deducted by half."

Song Zhen: "No need. If I am really the last one, I don't want any salary, and I will treat the whole company to a meal."

"You!!" The woman slammed the table in anger, "Are you still a human being? How can you be so unruly!"

"I'm not a human, am I a ghost like you?"

"!!"

The word "ghost" by Song Zhen seemed to unlock the code of the woman's body.

The woman's pupils dilated instantly, her pretty face became as hard as steel, her facial features were stretched and distorted to varying degrees, and even the sound she spoke turned into 360-degree surround.

"How could I be a ghost!"

"No, I am obviously a human being, I am a human being!"

Juan Shoutian was so busy with his work that he forgot that he was a ghost wandering the human world for hundreds of years!

"what!!"

"It turns out that I'm not a human, I'm a ghost!"

"Little girl, why did you expose me? You must die!"

As soon as the words fell, the lights in the waiting room dimmed, and the woman's short hair instantly grew to one meter long in the darkness.

A strong stench of corpse emanated from the long hair that had been covered in dust for many years.

The stench was almost as bad as that of Song Zhen's senior brother who never took a bath and worked in the cemetery all year round.

Song Zhen pinched his nose, coughed and chanted a spell: "Eight-sided mighty gods, nine heavens... cough cough, come and sue!"

After the spell was cast, the shrunken sword case suddenly returned to its original size, but the Red Lotus Holy Yuan did not automatically come out of the sheath as usual.

"Draw your sword!" Song Zhen ordered.

Honglian Shengyuan still resists!

At this moment, a sharp and piercing shout was heard: "Go to hell!"

A large lock of long hair rushed towards Song Zhen like a vine at lightning speed.

Song Zhen didn't know what Honglian Shengyuan was angry about today, so he simply used the scabbard as a sword and chopped at the long hair that was attacking him.

Horizontal chop!

Vertical chop!

Even though it was just a scabbard, its sharpness was still comparable to the sharpest weapon in the world, and she wielded it with ease.

Hundreds of millions of long hairs were quickly chopped into pieces by Song Zhen, and fell scattered on the ground.

"Haha, so he's actually a Taoist priest."

The woman, with her black curly hair only half a meter long, sneered coldly, and suddenly reached out and tore off the fake skin on her face! The eyes and eyebrows were still the same as before, but the nose and mouth were obviously not human!

His nostrils were so thick that even two green onions couldn't plug them.

His lips were an enlarged version of an overbite, and when he opened them, two long fangs were revealed.

Such a face made Song Zhen certain that this ghost must have been a monster that had transformed into half a human form when he was alive!

"Hahahaha!" The sneer from the sinister face was even more terrifying. "I haven't eaten Taoist food for hundreds of years. Today I'm going to have a meal!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the ghost girl's hair turned into countless long hemp ropes, which shot out to both sides of Song Zhen. Song Zhen couldn't chop in time, and the two hemp ropes took the opportunity to wrap around her arms!

At the same time, the female ghost opened her huge mouth with fangs, leaped into the air, and then swooped down towards Song Zhen.

The open fangs were aimed at the carotid artery in Song Zhen's neck.

Seeing the three-way attack, Song Zhen's eyes became stern, and he shouted at the Red Lotus Sheng Yuan in his hand: "If you don't come out, I will send you to the butcher and let the pig blood suffocate you to death!"

The effect of these words was immediate.

Red Lotus Sheng Yuan flew out of the sword case with a "whoosh", and flames spurted out from his entire body, burning the two big "pigtails" into ashes in an instant!

Song Zhen held his enlightened partner with satisfaction, chanted a spell silently, and the Red Lotus Holy Energy shook twice, as if accumulating power.

After accumulating enough spiritual power, Song Zhen held the sword with both hands and slashed hard at the evil ghost that was running towards him without even having time to stop!

A vertical sword energy was drawn in the air and slashed towards the evil ghost.

The evil ghost was instantly split into two halves by the sword energy. Its twisted body rolled up into two balls of wool, and it wailed in resistance: "How could this happen..."

"Who on earth are you..."

"I haven't turned the world upside down yet... Damn it... Ah..."

The ghost's howling gradually weakened.

The two halves of the ghost collapsed on the table, lifeless.

"Let's eat." Song Zhen said to Sheng Yuan Jian.

However, Honglian Shengyuan showed a rare look of disgust, farted in the air, and returned to the sheath neatly!

Song Zhen couldn't help but shake his head: It turned out that it had been unwilling to come out before because it thought this ghost was too smelly...

Song Zhen pinched his fingers and chanted two spells, and the evil ghost's spirit completely dissipated.

The lights suddenly came back bright.

Song Zhen, who had accomplished his mission, was about to run away when suddenly his ears perked up.

Two footsteps with different rhythms were approaching her slowly and steadily!

Soon, the respectful voice of the HR specialist was heard outside the waiting room: "Mr. Huo, she's in there!"