If you want fortune telling, get a divorce first

The lake water returned to calm again, but the unpredictable tension and pressure coming from the bottom of the lake could not be ignored.

Song Mi Yufeng retreated several hundred steps and quickly formed seals with his hands.

As she moved, an eight-diagram spiritual formation covered with spells appeared behind her. The water in the lake turned into water droplets and gathered around her, instantly solidifying into ice spikes.

She pushed with both hands, and the ice spikes pierced into the water like knives, scratching the giant. The lake water seeped out traces of blood. Under the intensive attack, the giant sank to the bottom of the water.

"Marry the bride~Marry the bride~Pretty rouge~Dressed in red~"

"Empty wind tower, mirror mandarin duck, unfortunate not to come, a few lines of tears ~"

The strange singing sounded again. Song Mi's eyes were stern, calm and sharp, alert to the situation around him and in the lake.

Water droplets continued to emerge from the lake and condense around Song Mi.

"We have no intention of intruding. We are just looking for someone. If you would do us a favor, we will never become your enemy."

Song Mi's voice was low and carried into the mist, melodious and steady.

Soon, a woman's voice with a sneer came, "I am not afraid of trouble. If you are still alive, we will talk about it later."

"Hahahaha~"

"Marry the bride~Marry the bride~"

The woman's voice faded from the mist again.

At the same time, the black shadow appeared in the water again. The four paper figures moved quickly and managed to avoid it at the moment when the black shadow broke through the water.

Song Mi leaned forward like an arrow and swooped down towards the giant creature. The ice spikes also charged forward with her. The giant creature was stung, but did not know how to dodge. It opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards Song Mi.

When the giant creature jumped out of the water, they could see that it was actually a giant catfish as tall as a hundred meters!

Song Mi's spiritual power was like a vine, quickly wrapping around the catfish, and the huge splashes caused by the catfish leaping out of the water now all quickly gathered towards the direction of Song Mi's right hand.

Si Qicheng, who fell into the boat due to the huge waves, saw the ice spikes condensed into long spears. Song Mi was like a general with fluttering clothes holding an ice spear. At the moment when he was about to be sucked into the catfish's mouth, he turned over and pierced the catfish's jaw with the spear.

The catfish's blood mixed with the water dripping down. Song Mi stepped on the catfish's upper jaw and turned over. The water droplets once again condensed into a new ice spear, and Song Mi stabbed it towards its abdomen...

Song Mi's smooth movements replayed in his mind like scenes from a movie he had seen before.

Si Qicheng seemed to have seen... Song Mi should be wearing a dark green long-sleeved gown, holding a silver sword...

In the blink of an eye, Song Migang disappeared into the belly of the fish. At the same time, a hand with long claws as red as blood and distinct joints suddenly rested on Si Qicheng's shoulder.

Lindenko was standing in front of him with his back to him.

"My dear, you are so handsome. Why don't you spend a night with me?" The female ghost said in Si Qicheng's ear.

Si Qicheng looked at the pale hand, grabbed the compass in his hand and hit it hard behind him.

The ghost screamed, and when Si Qicheng turned around, he saw only a red shadow. When he recovered and turned to call Lin Dengke, he found that Lin Dengke had disappeared on the boat...

At this time, Song Mi held a spear and stabbed it into the fish's belly, going down against the wind in one go.

The catfish let out a low and strange whimper and fell heavily into the lake, staining the lake water with large areas of bright red blood.

Song Mi stepped on the water droplets and landed back on the boat.

Water droplets fell on Song Mi's leather jacket and dripped onto the boat along the texture.

Song Mi glanced at the ghost energy on Si Qicheng's shoulder, and the water droplets on his fingertips suddenly hit him, and the ghost energy dissipated immediately.

"Lin Dengke is missing." Si Qicheng reminded.

"He chased after him on his own, it's okay." Song Mi returned to the boat, and his spiritual power returned to his body, sweeping over the fallen paper figures on the boat. They stood up straight again, quickly identifying the direction and moving forward.

"Are you okay?" The catfish died after Song Mi pierced its abdomen, but the dangerous fight just now made Si Qi worried.

"I'm fine." Song Mi looked at the scratches on his neck caused by the female ghost and raised his hand to touch it.

Originally, Si Qicheng didn't feel that he was injured, but he felt the pain when Song Mi's fingertips touched it.

Song Mi sent spiritual power into it, and it felt slightly cool. When her fingertips left, the wound had healed.

Si Qicheng looked at Song Mi who turned around and said thank you.

After about five minutes, they reached the shore. Song Mi grabbed Si Qicheng's hand, jumped ashore, and turned to say to everyone, "Wait for us."

Everyone nodded in unison. It was a bit scary to see a face with only red eyes doing this action at the same time.

"You should be able to feel where he is by now."

Before he even got ashore, Si Qicheng already felt a deep force on the island that was pulling him over.

Si Qicheng took Song Mi and walked towards the courtyard in the middle of the island.

There is an ancient willow tree in front of the courtyard gate, blocking the sky and the sun, making it impossible for people to get close to the door.

"Otherwise, shall we climb over the wall?" Si Qicheng saw that the gate of the courtyard wall was not high.

"That's useless." Song Mi stepped forward and kicked the willow tree root. "Are you really not going to let me?"

The willow tree didn't move.

Si Qicheng watched her perform the fire gesture again and moved aside. The flames fell on the roots of the willow tree and seemed to be burning upwards along the trunk.

The willow tree trembled, dodged, lowered its branches and frantically slapped the flames at its roots.

Song Mi casually broke off a willow branch and swaggered in through the door with Si Qicheng.

"Has this willow tree become a spirit?" Si Qicheng asked curiously.

"It's a thousand-year-old tree, and it's awakened to spiritual wisdom, but its heart isn't right, so it can't be cultivated into a human form." Song Mi shook the willow branch in his hand, "Your Que Yin Soul should be here.

Si Qicheng could also clearly feel that bond, it was so close.

Si Qicheng wanted to suggest that they search separately, but Song Mi spoke first, "This is where the female ghost lives. Don't separate from me."

Si Qicheng stood a little behind Song Mi and suddenly felt like laughing. Why did he suddenly feel protected?

After living without fear for over thirty years, he was suddenly protected by someone behind him, and it was his... wife?

What a subtle feeling.

Song Mi took two steps and found that Si Qicheng did not follow her. Instead, she saw him smiling strangely in his place. She couldn't help but have a question mark pop up in her head.

"What are you laughing at?" Could it be that he is possessed by a female ghost?

Hearing this, Si Qicheng restrained his expression, returning to his usual aloofness, and followed her, "Let's go."

Could it be that this person has some other hidden illness besides being unable to function?

The yard is an old-style house structure with a small vegetable patch in front of the house, the main hall in the middle, and a small kitchen between the main hall and the vegetable patch, which is empty and has nothing in it.

The two entered the main hall, which was quite simple except for the usual tables, chairs and furniture.

The only thing on the left side is a double-sided screen with a mandarin duck landscape pattern, which looks very valuable. Beyond the screen is the door to a room.

When I opened the door, I saw that the house was decorated for a wedding. Red silk was hung on the bed, and peanuts, longans, etc. were placed on the round table in front of the bed. The red candles in the house illuminated the dim room.

"Is she getting married?" Si Qicheng thought of the scene where the female ghost had just put her arm around his shoulder, and suddenly he felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Lin Dengke will be okay, right?" Si Qi was worried about what would happen if Lin Dengke lost the fight and was dragged to the bridal chamber.