All Immortal Sect Forced Me to Change Dao Couple[Transmigration Book]

"What does it feel like to eat 666 crayfish, about 60 catties, in one go? I will experience today's live broadcast for everyone..."

With the cooperation of the lighting artist, Jing Zhou's smile was stiff and his face was ugly. He peeled off a crayfish and showed the whole shrimp meat in front of the camera to create a visual sense of feeding by himself.

The yellowish light fell on the soft and firm shrimp meat, and all the filming staff present swallowed involuntarily.

Only Liu Zhun, the producer who has been with Jing Zhou for two years, frowned.

When Jing Zhou brought the shrimp meat to his mouth, Liu Zhun's heart skipped a beat, and before he could think of a countermeasure, there was a bang, and Jing Zhou stood up in front of the camera unexpectedly. Because he moved too fast and knocked over the stool, he covered his mouth in panic and rushed to the bathroom closest to the box.

The planner who was left at the shooting scene looked dazed, and turned his head to tease the camera that was also down: "Jing Zhou is...pregnant?"

"..." The camera gave him a blank look. It is impossible for a big man to get pregnant. Whatever his situation, the live broadcast of the accident was a stone hammer. This round of cooperation has to be compensated by Jing Zhou.

Immediately, the barrage blasted the live broadcast screen.

"This live broadcast was suspended due to Xiaozhou's physical discomfort. I am very sorry."

Apologizing to the audience in a hurry, Liu Zhun went to the owner of the lobster shop to make amends before he even had time to smoke a cigarette. Suffering from anorexia, I thought it was smoke | fog | bombs deliberately released by competitors, but I didn't expect...

Jing Zhou fell down on the tiled floor outside the bathroom of the lobster restaurant, hugging his knees and shaking, staring in a daze at the customers and waiters coming and going outside the glass door.

As a food blogger, he fell ill for no reason.

In the past two months, he has hardly eaten a grain of rice, and his body can feel a strong sense of hunger, but as soon as the food reaches his mouth, he becomes nauseated and retches.

After such tossing, Jingzhou lost more than 30 catties in just two months, and her plump cheeks were deeply sunken, so she had to rely on injections of nutrient solution to maintain her life.

The condition was very strange, and the doctor sloppyly judged it as anorexia. In order to seek treatment, Jingzhou went to psychiatrists, gastroenterologists, and even traditional Chinese medicine. After various treatments, his condition did not improve.

If the physical torture can be endured, then the psychological blow is fatal to Jing Zhou.

The inability to eat normally is enough to cause a devastating blow to food bloggers whose careers are on the rise.

Jing Zhou didn't dare to tell anyone about this at the beginning, but the video update that he promised was delayed again and again, the business order arranged by the producer for him was yellow and yellow, and the agency that signed the contract also changed from a polite concern to a blunt warning—— If you continue to change or reject the order, you can only terminate the contract.

Jing Zhou suffered from insomnia all night due to extreme hunger and anxiety. She hid at home for half a month and closed the curtains, refusing to see anyone.

Until the producer Liu Zhun realized something was wrong, he forcibly blocked the door of Jing Zhou's house, and finally caught Jing Zhou who came back from the hospital in a state similar to that of a madman.

"I will keep your illness a secret, but in addition to cooperating with the treatment, you also try to force yourself to try to eat something and make a few videos. You can't keep consuming fans' expectations like this."

"..." Jing Zhou knew that Liu Zhun's goal was to complete ki, but he also knew how short the memory of fans is, as long as they leave the public's sight, they will be forgotten soon.

Jing Zhou also wants to make money.

Less than half a month after this conversation, Jing Zhou rushed the duck to the shelves to take over the order of the live broadcast of the crayfish shop, and it turned out... completely screwed up.

Jing Zhou seems to have been planted in the matter of "eating" since he was a child. When he was a child, he was disgusted by his family because he ate too much, and now he is abandoned by fans because he can't eat.

In elementary school, my classmates ate one or two steamed buns for breakfast, but he had to eat more than ten to feel a little full;

When he was in college, other boys bought four taels of rice in the cafeteria, and he counted it at three catties. Later, he realized that it was too embarrassing to eat too much. Several boys in the dormitory made two extra servings of rice for him to make up for, which was barely enough. full.

After work, in order to feed himself and save money, he lives in a basement shared by more than a dozen people. He also works two or three part-time jobs after get off work every day. He has three bank cards and uses them in turn. The rest of the money is used for food...

He kept eating, but never seemed to be full.

Later, because he signed up to participate in a big appetite competition, his amazing appetite was taken by an organization during the audition, and he signed a contract on the spot to become its popular eating and broadcasting celebrity.

With his natural good-looking face and talent for eating, he quickly became famous. The profession of eating and broadcasting can not only fill his stomach for free, but also earn more than [-] yuan a month, saving money to buy a house for himself in his hometown.

People often ask, are bloggers really eating?

Jing Zhou can always give an affirmative answer with his conscience, at least with him, every time he eats and broadcasts is the real thing, he eats as much food as the camera shows, and never cheats.

Before he got anorexia, he kept updating every day, whether it was live broadcast or recording video, he was basically working as soon as he opened his eyes, and he had to eat more than ten catties of food every day.

He is not uncomfortable, it can be said that he enjoys it very much, like a fish in water.

But now he suddenly can't eat anything...Maybe gluttony is one of the seven deadly sins, Jing Zhou finally suffered retribution...

There was another violent convulsion in his stomach, Jing Zhou immediately arched his body to bear it, the air-conditioning in the crayfish restaurant was sufficient, but beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead and fell to the ground...

His vision began to blur, and his ears were buzzing...

Live broadcast accidents, fans disappointed and abused, the company terminated the contract and claimed, leaving lifelong stains, tormenting his anorexia...

The sound of reprimands flooded him like a tidal wave, and Jing Zhou was forced out of breath by the tremendous pressure!

what to do…?

If anorexia can be cured, maybe there is still room for change in everything, and he can pay whatever price...

He wants to get back to normal.

Just when Jing Zhou had nowhere to escape, his eyes suddenly went dark, and then the noisy and chaotic sounds around him disappeared, the spasm in his stomach also stopped, and his heart was as silent as dead.

His world was paused.

A hand reached out to him from the depths of the darkness, grabbed his neck and pulled him down into the abyss. Before Jing Zhou could call for help in panic, he vaguely heard a mechanical and cold voice saying——

[Any price is fine? 】

"Of course!"

[Before that, would you like to know the truth? 】

"the truth……?"

【congratulations! The 'Anorexia Healing System' has been bound successfully, I wish you a pleasant journey! 】

There was a sound of footsteps from far to near, followed by a soft and urgent knock on the door, three times——

"Is Master feeling better? I have prepared sobering tea."

Jing Zhou was jolted up, struggling to wake up from the alcohol, he was wearing a red wedding gown, because he is a cultivator, there were no dragons and phoenixes embroidered on the gown, it was just pure joy.

"Come in." While speaking, Jing Zhou smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, and hurriedly got up and washed his face with cold water in the sink.

The people outside pushed the door in response, and it was raining patter in the yard. His body was damp and cold, and a seemingly indistinct fragrance of clothes engulfed him.

The person who came opened the food box, and placed the sobering tea and egg porridge on the table in order: "Young Master Yu is already waiting in the wedding room. The day of the wedding, no matter what... Master can't wait too long."

Happy day——

That's right, this is a good day for him and the third son of the Yu family, Yu Ci, to become a couple. Take a short break in the quiet room.

Thinking of this, Jing Zhou's head hurt again.

He binds the so-called anorexia cure system and wears the book.

He was told by the system that he had transmigrated into a book on cultivating immortals, and became a fairy priest who would not eat grains and attract wind and dew. The good-looking twin disciples, everyone in the world of cultivating immortals respects him as Sovereign Jing, at first glance, he has a good hand.

But... once things get worse...

This is a fucking love-flowing beauty cultivating fairy tales. It focuses on falling in love with boys, supplemented by dog ​​food, and the setting of marriage first and then love.

When he was transmigrating, he signed a "Book Traverser Agreement" and bound the "Anorexia Cure System" to work part-time. Only by working hard and going through the plot according to the original owner's settings can he cure anorexia.

The role he got was Gong, the protagonist in this danmei novel, with the same name and surname, Jing Zhou, with no characters.

The target of his attack is also the protagonist of this book, Yu Ci, the third son of Jiulin Yu's family, Yu Ci, the most beautiful man in the Northern Territory according to legend.

He needs to gain the favor of the protagonist Yuci through actions.When Yu Ci's affection for him reaches a certain value, he can use the favorability to unlock the plot, or exchange for some precious props.

After he has completed all the plot lines, he can use the completion of the plot in exchange for appetite to return to the present world.

The story begins with a ridiculous marriage contract.

Decades ago, Elder Xuandu was able to break the heavenly secret, and predicted that there would be a catastrophe in the immortal way. Only the marriage between the Jiulin Shen family in the northern region and the Xuanji Mountain in the southern region can solve it.

As for why the marriage was necessary, I didn't explain it clearly, but the more vague the secret, the more convincing people were. Everyone in the Immortal Dao believed it, and the marriage contract between the Shen family and Xuanji Mountain was signed since then.

It just so happened that the only fairy in the Shen family in this generation was a lily, especially the iron kind, who had a hard anus with the family and would rather die than marry Sect Master Jing. After half a year of stalemate, she eloped and wandered with her beloved girl on a dark and stormy night.

As soon as this incident happened, the entire Shen family was like ants on a hot pot. What was even more unexpected was that the third son, Yu Ci, stood up at a critical moment and was willing to replace the second lady and marry into Xuanji Mountain as a man. Jing Zhou, the guardian of the mountain, became a Taoist couple.

Everyone was in an uproar, this matter sounds absurd, but Xiandao has never tabooed male and female double cultivation, and it is not impossible to think about it carefully.

Yu Ci is the adopted son of the current Shen family. He was originally the son of Yu Ze, a retainer of the Shen family. Both his father and brother died in the battle with Xuan Jishan, a member of the Blood Ballad Palace seven years ago. Fortunately, his life was recovered in time. The patriarch of the Shen family thought that he lost his parents when he was young, so he adopted him as his adopted son. On the surface, he was a handsome third son, but in fact he was unable to practice because his spiritual veins were destroyed. To be a humble life under the hedge of others.

He stepped forward in times of crisis, which can be regarded as a solution to the urgent need of the Shen family. The Shen family was hesitant on the surface, but they were relieved in their hearts.

The most surprising thing was that Elder Xuandu married the two of them on their birthdays, but found that Yu Ci was more suitable than the second young lady, and everyone expected it. After weighing the pros and cons, Sect Master Jing had no choice but to agree to the marriage.

Very vulgar beginning, very bloody setting.

The story is also the same as that of most people who first get married and then fall in love. In fact, Sect Master Jing had already fallen in love with the third son Yu, but kept it in his heart and never said it. Yu Ci cured the chronic disease, opened up the spiritual veins, taught swordsmanship, became a brother, father, teacher and husband, and turned the vase into a big boss.

A few years later, the barrier between humans and ghosts was broken, and the lives were in ruins. Yu Ci reversed the situation with his own strength.

In short, it's a story about a loyal dog who turned upside down and became a sick and weak boss.

"That day when the Shen family traded Young Master Yu for the second young lady, Master was doing the right thing on the face of it, but he was already happy in his heart, right?"

The one who spoke was Qi Wusuo, Jing Zhou's eldest disciple, the older brother of the twins, gentle and intelligent, good at insight, and able to see through everything.

Jing Zhou smiled: "Young Master Yu is the number one beauty in the Northern Territory, I have earned this marriage."

After finishing speaking, he drank the hangover tea in one gulp, "It's just that Mr. Yu may not be willing."

"Given some time, Mr. Yu..." Qi Wusuo paused, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Master, he will definitely understand Master's intentions."

Jing Zhou smiled: "I hope so."

He knew it in his heart, not wishing, but acting on the occasion, and his task was like this.

"In short, congratulations, Master." Qi Wusuo lowered his eyes and handed the egg porridge to Jing Zhou. The fingertips of the two touched inadvertently. Qi Wusuo's hand was surprisingly cold: "I just woke up, Master, eat some light food to pad your stomach."

Half of a slender wrist was exposed under the well-washed water-red robe, which was dazzlingly white.

Jing Zhou, who had been unable to eat for a long time in this world, took the bowl piously, carefully scooped a spoonful of egg porridge and brought it to his lips to blow, the rich rice fragrance rushed to his face, and his face changed suddenly.

Unexpectedly, the body remembered the fear of being dominated by anorexia, and the nausea of ​​food returned.

"Is this porridge not to your taste?" Qi Wusuo asked in surprise seeing Jing Zhou's ugly face.

With rice porridge on his lips, Jing Zhou's stomach began to convulse. He took a breath helplessly, and put down the porridge bowl: "No, I just don't have any appetite for the time being."

Suspicion flashed across Qi Wusuo's eyes: "Master, you are not feeling well?"

Jing Zhou raised the corners of his lips weakly: "Don't worry, it's an old problem, you should go back and rest first."

Qi Wusuo's heart sank slightly, but his face remained calm, without asking any more questions, he closed the door and backed away.

Before closing the door, he thoughtfully saw the gloomy Jing Zhou, and then closed the door tightly.

Jing Zhou was the only one left in the room again, and he drank a few cups of cold tea in a state of confusion.

Unexpectedly, anorexia was also brought to this world of cultivating immortals together, but compared to this, the wedding night in the bridal chamber is more imminent.

He has never read this danmei novel, and only knows the general plot direction, so he doesn't know if the original owner needs to do something on the night of the bridal chamber...

He wanted to ask the system for help, but the system has been down since he came through, without any notification.

Just like a game without a novice tutorial, Jingzhou can't move an inch, can't the bridal night really be the bridal chamber?

Jing Zhou pushed open the door of the quiet room, the night outside was dark and the autumn rain was bleak, he walked towards the wedding room of the two with the tragic mood of wind rustling and Yi Shuihan...