Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

He Chuanhua sat on a bench near the bus stop, counting the few travel expenses in his wallet.

He is a Taoist priest living in Hejia Village. He originally planned to spend his whole life exorcising ghosts there, but in the past few months, the targeted poverty alleviation has fallen on them.

They built roads, and the number of people in the mountains gradually increased.After gaining knowledge, the old village head realized that the current situation of the village had seriously delayed the development of young people in the village.

So with a big wave of his hand, He Chuanhua and several other young people in the village followed the returning team into the city with the hope of the whole village and a small sum of money.

The people who came out with him found some jobs through introductions. After He Chuanhua rejected the jobs of restaurant waiters and workers, he came to another more prosperous T city to develop alone.

He walked around the talent recruitment market, turned around and stuffed the resume he had prepared into the trash can.

After all, the people here don't seem to value Taoist priests who can subjugate demons. He Chuanhua looked around casually while thinking. When he saw a person, He Chuanhua couldn't help but be suspicious.

Across the road stood a woman in a long skirt, wearing black-rimmed glasses, tall and pure-looking.She was holding a small mirror to touch up her makeup, and a red cloth was tied around her right wrist, making her already fair skin even more alluring.

A few male students behind her were watching her secretly, their faces were slightly red.But He Chuanhua's attention was not on the woman's beautiful face at all, he couldn't help standing up, his eyes fixed on the red cloth on the woman's wrist.

Even across the road, he could feel the eerie aura emanating from the red cloth.There was a faint scarlet murderous aura floating on that woman's body, and He Chuanhua knew she was haunted by a ghost just by looking at her.

At this time, the signal light changed, the woman put away the small mirror, and crossed the road with the crowd.

As the distance between the two got closer, He Chuanhua almost saw a phantom in red hugging the woman tightly from behind.

The moment he passed by the woman, He Chuanhua pursed his lips and said, "Miss, your seal is black, and you have suffered a bloody accident recently."

The woman stopped by him looked at him blankly. She put on light makeup, and her curled and thick eyelashes fluttered, which made people's heart itch.

It was only at this time that He Chuanhua realized that this woman was very beautiful. He retreated a little cautiously, pointed to the red cloth and continued: "This thing on your wrist is too yin, and it will affect your body if you wear it for a long time."

The woman blinked her eyes and tilted her head to look at him again, He Chuanhua took a deep breath and said, "It may be presumptuous, but you should take it off."

The woman's expression finally changed, her lipsticked lips were slightly raised, she gave him a playful look, turned and left.

He Chuanhua knew that he was being abrupt, so he didn't say anything, but followed the woman secretly after she walked out for a while.

'He's still following me. Song Yanqing tidied her hair casually, and when she turned her head, she saw the poorly dressed man hide in the corner in a panic, and after hiding for a few seconds, he peeked out again.

Song Yanqing only remembered that she died in Mo Nanchen's arms, waiting for him to regain consciousness again.Then I realized that I was applying lipstick with a small mirror. The owner of this body is a lover of women's clothing. He is a supernatural adventure anchor on a website, and now he is planning to go to an abandoned school to do a live broadcast for one night.

He had just received the body's memory when he received a notification from the system.

[Congratulations to Mr. Song for obtaining the rare item, 'Marriage Red Line'. ]

[Item introduction: Master Mo has killed countless people in his life, and the blood-stained cloth is faintly eerie and evil]

[Note: Due to the strong obsession of Master Mo before his death, the red cloth tied to Mr. Song's hand cannot be untied unless certain conditions are set out. ]

Song Yanqing looked at the red line on her wrist, and felt that she had heard the most beautiful love words.

He was thinking about Mo Nanchen, when he looked up and saw a man across the road staring straight at him.

The man was wearing a white shirt and cheap trousers, and was carrying a bulging green vintage bag.

Although he tried his best to dress like the people around him, the temperament around him still made him out of place in this city.

Song Yanqing looked back at Ren Ren who was following behind her and said, "Why is he following me?" '

[Mr. Song is wearing a cloth strip, and there is the evil spirit left by the leader Mo on the cloth strip. He thought you were haunted by ghosts. ] The system said and passed the plot over.

[At the request of Mr. Song, the system automatically excludes NP articles for you. This time the world is a female-frequency ghost ghost husband article, "Pick Up a Ghost King to Be Your Husband". ]

[Synopsis of the plot, the heroine Liu Shiyin found a small ring in her ancestral house and awakened the ghost king Hongji hidden in the ring.At this time, Taoist He Chuanhua discovered the ghost king Hongji, and he set up a formation to kill Hongji, although the Taoist formation was destroyed by Liu Shiyin.But Taoist priests still obstruct their love in every possible way. ]

[In order to prevent Hongji from transforming into evil spirits, he induced the thunder from the sky, Hongji escaped from death and turned into a lonely soul, and finally regained consciousness again with Liu Shiyin's company,]

Although Song Yanqing didn't read many novels, he still commented: "It's an old-fashioned plot, but He Chuanhua is just doing what a Taoist priest should do, how can he become a villain?" '

[He prevents the hero and heroine from falling in love, and plans to kill the hero and imprison the heroine. From the perspective of role setting, he is the villain. ] The system paused and explained.

Song Yanqing walked for a while, and suddenly thought of a question, he asked suspiciously: 'Then what am I in the plot? '

[Sorry Mr. Song, the system did not find a suitable character. ] The system said solemnly: [So you are nothing. ]

Song Yanqing didn't care, his system has always been so poisonous.

'By the way, how much is He Chuanhua's dependence on me now? ' Song Yanqing asked.

[It's 0, sir. ]

Song Yanqing didn't think much about it, they were strangers after all.He turned around and entered the public toilet on the roadside. He Chuanhua, who had been following him, originally wanted to wait outside, but when he took a closer look, he found a faint black air hanging over the public toilet.

Song Yanqing went straight into the men's room, and stood in front of the urinal, just as he met the surprised gaze of the young man next to him.

"Sister, this is the men's toilet, you have gone to the wrong place." The young man said.

Song Yanqing lifted the hem of her skirt, looked at the young man's shocked expression, and grinned at him.

The young man stopped talking and started to release the water quietly. It is probably the first time he has seen this kind of thing, and he is still a little confused now.

The light dimmed at some point, and the young man with a cigarette shivered and put on his pants, saying, "Why is it so cold at noon?"

He Chuanhua felt more and more yin, thinking of the woman haunted by ghosts, gritted his teeth and walked into the women's toilet.

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