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

Three o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

Song Zhen sat on the white steps outside the Wuji Taoist Temple.

She was not used to wearing skirts, so she walked around various shopping malls and alleys in the morning. Finally, she barely found a pair of coarse linen clothes and trousers that suited her. Her whole appearance was so shabby that it attracted attention.

A lady in cheongsam who came to the temple to pay incense money put a hundred yuan at her feet and said with pity: "Poor little girl."

Song Zhen was a little caught off guard. He quickly stood up and handed back the hundred yuan. "Madam, those who take people's money will be punished by their families, and eventually they will be killed. Please take it back."

After hearing Song Zhen's flowery teachings of Taoism, the lady in cheongsam concluded that this girl was not only poor, but also had a problem with her brain!

"Hey, I've been doing good deeds every day since I was thirteen. It's fate that I see you today. I'll go buy you some food. You look so thin..."

"..."

Song Zhen accepted the 100 yuan and said, "I'll tell the lady's fortune in exchange for this 100 yuan bill, okay?"

"Oh? You can tell fortunes?"

The cheongsam lady was full of doubts. Usually, fortune tellers were old men with white beards. How could there be such a young girl?

Song Zhen smiled.

She counted with her fingers and suddenly stopped smiling. "Madam, your long-cherished wish will not come true. It is futile for you to come here. And your forehead is black right now. You need to go home quickly to avoid disaster. If you continue to stay outside, your life will be in danger!"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

The lady's face changed, and she said angrily: "I saw that you looked stupid, and I donated money to you with good intentions, but you actually cursed me?"

Song Zhen's serious pupils suddenly darkened.

It turned out that the people in the city were not much different from the villagers in her hometown. They all took her kind reminder as a curse...

As Master Qingguan said, taking money by illegal means is like drinking poison to quench thirst!

If she accepted the hundred-dollar bill but didn't give the lady anything in return, disaster would come sooner or later.

So Song Zhen took advantage of the moment when the cheongsam lady turned away angrily and secretly stuck a amulet on her back.

This talisman was originally a safety talisman that she had asked Huo Yunzhou to give to Huo Mengjiao at the request of her master. As long as she kept the talisman with her, the disaster that would happen if Huo Mengjiao did not survive the next year's Ghost Festival would be averted.

Now that it has been given to this cheongsam lady, she has to make a new one.

An ordinary amulet for warding off evil can be made in a few days, but a high-level amulet for warding off death will take at least 49 days.

Song Zhen sighed and could only wait for another opportunity later.

but……

Why hasn’t Huo Yunzhou come yet?

Song Zhen lowered his eyes to look at the time on his phone. It was already five minutes past three in the afternoon...

If this unpunctual fiancé wasn't rich, and Song Zhen was unfortunately poor, she wouldn't want him even if he was a hundred times more handsome!

……

Huo Yunzhou had already arrived at the Wuji Taoist Temple.

Just before getting off the bus, I suddenly received a phone call from someone from the association.

"You mean, the Emperor of Fengdu?"

"Yes," the old man's low and serious voice came from the phone, "The emperor's guard was killed by Master Bujia. The emperor not only planned to come and claim his life in person, but also sent a letter to our demon alliance, telling us that it would be best if we did not interfere with his personal revenge!"

Huo Yunzhou sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, his face calm.

He never interferes in the disputes between the ghost world and the human world.

Strictly speaking, he would rather cooperate with the ghost world than those Taoist priests who often kill each other and fight among themselves.

After a brief thought, he ordered, "Inform the Demon Alliance to close their eyes and ears for the time being. No matter what happens, they don't need to intervene."

"As ordered!"

After the call ended, Huo Yunzhou stepped out of the Rolls-Royce.

The moment the leather shoes touched the ground, the weather above my head suddenly changed. Dark clouds surged like a twist, covering most of the originally scorching sky.

A cold and chilly wind blew through the entire Wuji Taoist Temple.

Master Su in the Taoist temple had some real skills and realized that this was a sign that a big ghost was coming!

Master Su: "Quickly close your eyes!"

Some of the fearless apprentices were full of surprise, "Master, we are in Kyoto Grand View after all. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to close the gate when we encounter a ghost?"

"Do you want to save your dignity or your life? This is not an ordinary ghost! Close your eyes quickly! Make all those pilgrims leave!"

In an instant, the Taoist temple, which was originally as peaceful as water, became a mess.

All pilgrims were politely asked to leave.

Among them was the cheongsam-clad noblewoman who Song Zhen had previously declared was in danger of her life.

A cheongsam-dressed lady who is nearly forty years old and has no children came today specifically to pray for a child. She asked a fortune teller on the roadside to calculate five times in a row and confirmed that today is an auspicious day. As long as she makes a wish to the Lord of Heaven today, it will definitely come true.

She refused to leave, and sneaked into the Tianzun Temple while the Taoist priests in the temple were not paying attention.

At the same time, Song Zhen was also feeling annoyed on the stairs. The crowds were dispersing one after another, completely confusing his vision and making it even more difficult to find Huo Yunzhou's trace.

Song Zhen took a deep breath, looked up at the dark clouds that covered the sky, and narrowed his eyes seriously.

It doesn't matter if Huo Yunzhou stands me up, at least my trip wasn't in vain!

Even though the crowd around her was dispersing like the tide, she remained motionless, took out the miniature sword case, and waited for her prey to arrive.

In a flash, the bright daylight seemed to be stained with ink.

The strong wind gradually howled in the empty and gloomy Taoist temple, blowing up gusts of sand and gravel.

The ground began to shake, as if some sound was approaching from underground.

Suddenly, a black shadow rose into the sky from the ground, accompanied by an earth-shaking roar, and landed twenty meters in front of Song Zhen!

The black shadow gradually revealed its figure. It was a general several meters tall, wearing dark red armor and holding a huge battle axe. He walked towards the center of the battlefield step by step. Each step was accompanied by the shaking of the ground and thunderous footsteps.

The air around him was oppressed by his aura, making it hard to breathe.

"You are just not fake?"

The emperor's soul-stirring voice was filled with an infinite smell of murder.

Song Zhen remained calm and said, "That's right."

Before the Emperor's visit, he thought that this Master Bujia was really a heavenly master. However, when he saw Song Zhen's low level of cultivation, he immediately opened his bloody mouth and let out a terrifying laugh.

"You are just an ignorant little thing, you are not worthy of my attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless ghosts suddenly emerged from the ground and instantly turned into vampire bats. They swarmed from all directions and danced around Song Zhen.

He was so aggressive that he just waited for the order and was ready to eat up Song Zhen's body and soul!

"Tear her apart!"

At a command, all the blood bats swooped down towards Song Zhen at the speed of a gust of wind.

Next to the Rolls-Royce outside the Taoist temple, Huo Yunzhou was leaning nonchalantly on the mirror-like hood, looking at his phone.

The phone screen stayed on the WeChat interface between him and Song Zhen, and the last message was sent by him.

【Are you there yet? Change the place.】

He could see that there was a fierce battle going on in the Wuji Taoist Temple.

Since he had promised the Emperor of Fengdu, as the leader of the Demon Alliance, he had to keep his promise, so he had no intention of taking part in this expected fierce battle.

However, a minute later, there was no response from the other end of the WeChat message.

On the contrary, in the Taoist temple ahead, a red flame with a diameter of ten meters suddenly rushed out, powerfully breaking through the dark ghost energy in the sky and rushing straight into the sky!

It instantly attracted his full attention.

The fire was reflected in Huo Yunzhou's eyes, and the center of his pupil shrank violently and condensed into a dot.

This breath is her!