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

Within the subjective world of Ruoqing Temple, the old Taoist priest Zhiyuan was performing rituals and fortune-telling.

The entire temple is covered with a layer of Taoism, and mobile phone signals cannot enter.

Song Zhen's phone didn't even ring during the whole process.

Half an hour later, Taoist Zhiyuan stopped his ritual. His wise eyes opened and his whole face suddenly looked ten years older.

"Disciple," he said in a hoarse voice, "Your peach blossom calamity is very dangerous. The hexagram gives three solutions."

"Master, please speak."

"The first solution is to stop all feelings and love from today on."

“That’s easy!”

Song Zhen said this as a matter of course.

Master Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "My disciple, many people think this way before they are tortured by the peach blossom calamity. But in fact, those who can do this are all saints!"

Song Zhen pursed his lips, "What about the second one?"

"The second solution is to have a child!"

"child?"

She was very young and had always stayed away from things like having children. "The third way?"

"The third one is very difficult," the old Taoist said solemnly, staring at the dragon scale pendant on her neck, "Let the person you love fall in love with you, and the two of you will love each other, be loyal to each other, grow old together, and never leave each other!"

"........."

Song Zhen was silent for a long time. With her fate, most people hated her, but very few loved her.

And the target person who is a little closer - Huo Yunzhou, with whom she has had physical contact, has a 20,000-year-old white moonlight in his heart. How could he be sincere to her?

She decided not to gamble her life on others, "I choose the first option."

"Well," Elder Zhiyuan nodded, "For you, the first one is relatively easier. You can cut off the marriage thread in Kyoto!"

"Also, disciple, your merit and luck are extremely low. Perhaps it is due to the influence of the previous parasitic soul. You must quickly accumulate them. Otherwise, even if you have resolved the peach blossom calamity, other calamities will come to you one after another!"

"I understand." Song Zhen bowed and said, "Thank you, Master."

Master Zhiyuan followed her words and staggered to sit down on a chair, "Disciple, I feel dizzy. It's no use just saying thank you verbally..."

Song Zhen could also see that the fortune the old Taoist priest had told her involved a great sacrifice. "Master, what do you want? I, your disciple, will go through fire and water for you!"

The old master said weakly: "I don't ask for much, disciple, you pay for it and help me buy a private plane for fun."

Without saying a word, Song Zhen took out his mobile phone and transferred 10W to the old Taoist priest.

.........

Five minutes later, the old Taoist priest walked out of the temple and glanced at his disciples with a refreshed look.

The eldest disciple stepped forward and asked, "Master, where is the young disciple?"

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and said, "Let's go!"

"Huh? Really?"

Several disciples looked at each other, and after a second of silence, they suddenly burst into cheers.

"That's great. Now that Junior Sister is gone, she won't suppress our level anymore!"

"I hope she won't come back again!"

Hearing this, Master Zhiyuan's face darkened and he angrily scolded: "You are truly fellow disciples, how can you be so mean to one another in front of others and behind their backs!"

"Ah?" The eldest senior brother dared to question, "Master, didn't you also hope that the youngest junior sister would leave before?"

"That was before!"

Master Zhiyuan said in a loud voice: "My little disciple Zhenzhen has already released the suppression of her spiritual luck. She will not affect anyone else's spiritual luck in the future."

"From today on, anyone who criticizes her openly or secretly will be expelled from the sect and removed from the Xuan clan forever!"

After hearing the first half, everyone seemed to be unconvinced.

But after hearing the old Heavenly Master's last words, all the disciples immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and said in unison: "We will obey the Master's orders!"

"Well," after the seriousness faded, the old Taoist priest Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh with his head raised:

"My disciples, Zhenzhen just gave me a plane as a gift. If you want to show your filial piety to me in the future, you should follow Zhenzhen's example. Got it? Hahahaha!"

Disciples: “…………”

.........

Song Zhen returned to Huo Yunzhou's office with the talisman stuck on the soles of his feet.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he heard Huo Yunzhou's cold and intimidating voice coming from the office window: "Keep looking! Search every corner of the group! If you can't find him, don't come to the group tomorrow!"

"Who are you looking for?"

As soon as Song Zhen finished speaking, the air suddenly became silent.

Huo Yunzhou turned around and saw a familiar figure. His face turned cold for half a second.

The tall figure suddenly disappeared in front of the window.

Song Zhen only felt a gust of wind blowing, his eyes swayed, and then his body was unexpectedly wrapped tightly in a warm embrace.

The man tightened his arms, his heartbeat nervously against her chest, and he tried hard to find the lost comfort in her.

"Zhenzhen, where have you been?" he said in a hoarse voice.

As he spoke, his warm lips rubbed against her ear and his nose flared, sniffing her scent.

For some reason, he felt that the lotus fragrance on her body was not as strong as before, and was mixed with a faint smell of fireworks.

Song Zhen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't rush to push him away. He murmured, "I... went out to get some fresh air."

"Why don't you say hello to me?"

"Of course I'm afraid of disturbing you and Miss Zhou."

"stupid……"

He tapped her head and when he lifted her chin with his fingers and was about to kiss her, Song Zhen jumped out of his arms as if she had been electrocuted.

"Huo Yunzhou, I'm really not the person you're looking for!" Song Zhen opened up and said frankly, "The person you like is a woman who likes to wear red clothes and has long hair down to her waist. Am I right?"

Huo Yunzhou lowered his eyes and looked at his empty arms, frowning, "Zhenzhen, what are you talking about?"

Song Zhen knew that if he wanted to sever this relationship, he had to explain it to him clearly, "That person is already dead. She parasitized on me as a parasitic soul. Our spiritual energies mixed, so you recognized the wrong person!"

"Parasitic soul?"

Huo Yunzhou's golden eyes looked at her, trying to determine whether her words were true or false.

The aura of Song Zhen in front of me is indeed different from before...

Is it...

He secretly activated the power of the Soul Yuan Pearl in his body, and his pupils suddenly tightened.

The Soul Yuan Pearl used to respond to her, but now, it doesn’t!

Song Zhen saw the answer from his expression, and immediately took off the dragon scale pendant from his neck and handed it to him, "I have driven away the parasitic soul, so this thing should be returned to its original owner!"

Huo Yunzhou glanced at the pendant, his eyes were so dark that it was hard to tell what his emotions were.

She simply stepped forward, spread out his big hand, and placed the pendant in his palm.

"As for you, a great demon who has lived for 20,000 years, you should be able to let it go. If I made a mistake, it's a mistake. I don't blame you. Don't pester me. Let's part ways peacefully, Huo Yunzhou."

She said this calmly, turned around and prepared to leave, when the office door suddenly slammed shut.

An inexplicable wind blew around.

His gloomy, bone-chilling voice came from behind: "So, you already knew that I recognized the wrong person?"