The forced marriage failed, but the poor boy turned around to exorcise demons and save people

Chapter 22 No.20 Second Dream
No matter how powerful Qiao Mu said before, after all, they didn’t know Qiao Mu’s level and their trust was not high. But now when Taoist Master Zhen spoke, except for Qiao Mu and Song Zhiqing, their expressions all changed. At this moment, their faces clearly showed urgent.

"Miss Qiao also said the same thing..." Cheng Jiachuan closed his eyes: "Is there really no other way but to get rid of it?"

"Miss Qiao?" Taoist Master Zizhen was surprised: "I wonder what Miss Qiao saw?"

I didn't expect this girl to know anything, and I didn't know which faction she belonged to.

As for other methods: "No more, we must get rid of it as soon as possible!" After asking, Taoist Priest Zizhen looked straight at Cheng Jiachuan: "It's your Yin Taohua, you and she have sex, and you have a ghostly aura." If you force yourself further, your life will be short-lived!"

Cheng Jiachuan suddenly felt the coldness spreading all over his body.

"You've become a ghost, and you can still have sex, Cheng Jiachuan, what are you thinking!" Ye Tianjun's face turned red after hearing this.

Cheng Jiachuan opened his mouth, as if he didn't know what to say, and said, "It was in a dream..."

In the dream, she screamed for help again. The fire was burning, and her body was deforming bit by bit. It seemed that he could no longer get close except for screaming in pain. Just like in reality, he tried his best and couldn't save her.

Then the dream suddenly changed. She was wearing a red wedding dress and married him as his wife. He was riding a tall horse, high-spirited, welcoming the bride, worshiping, and having flowers and candles in the bridal chamber...

"In your dream, it is her soul." Qiao Mu looked sideways, Cheng Jiachuan covered his face, tears dripped down his fingers, staining the ground with water stains.

Taoist Master Zizhen nodded: "Miss Qiao is right. I wonder what else Miss Qiao saw?"

Qiao Mu gently closed her eyes and then opened them again: "Go to the room where the memorial tablets are kept. You will gain something."

Qiao Mu took a deep look at Cheng Jiachuan and gained something unusual.

Taoist Master Zizhen also sighed: "Let's go to the room and have a look... The others should go home as soon as possible, otherwise their lives will be in danger." As he said this, he took out a few talismans: "This is the peace talisman drawn by my master. Go back and find it." A clean cup, burned to ashes, poured water into it and drank.”

He gave one to the medicine boy, one to the shopkeeper, and one to the doctor.

"Thank you, Taoist Master!" The three of them hurriedly accepted it. Looking at the sky, they had always believed it.

Cheng Jiachuan simply ordered the shopkeeper to close the business temporarily, and then he and Qiao Mu and others prepared to enter the inner room.

Qiao Mu looked at Song Zhiqing, who said firmly: "I'm with you."

"You should also take this talisman with you." Seeing that Song Zhiqing and Ye Tianjun also stayed behind, Taoist Master Zizhen took out a few more talismans and gave them to each of the other four.

Before Qiao Mu took it, he felt the energy in the talisman: "This talisman..."

"My master's paintings are blessed with energy and will have an effect."

Qiao Mu took it: "Thank you!" The talisman disappeared in an instant.

Zizhen's pupils shrank, something he had never seen before.

Instead of being burned to ashes, it was directly turned into dust with bare hands and disappeared!

Qiao Mu was also stunned for a moment, but it turned out that the energy in the talisman was sufficient, and as soon as she got it in her hand, the power was automatically absorbed.

There is much more energy in it than the previous ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum.

"How much does this talisman cost?" Qiao Mu suddenly asked.

"One hundred coins per package. Some of them are destined to meet me today, so they gave it to me without paying any money." Looking at the two hundred coins that Song Zhiqing took out, Zizhen waved his hand and refused.

"Thank you, Taoist Master. I will go to Guiguan later to offer incense and oil." Song Zhiqing was not polite after accepting the money, but he did not intend to owe a favor for no reason.

Qiao Mu also nodded. Now that she felt the energy of Fu, she wanted to go to Tian Tao Temple no matter what to see why they had such energy.

Several people walked through the long corridor and entered a door. Behind the door was a small courtyard with an elegant environment.

But as soon as he entered, Taoist Master Zizhen's expression changed: "Something's wrong!" Although it was daytime, dark clouds covered the sky and the sky was dark.

Several people stopped immediately.Qiao Mu suddenly let out a burst of black energy, and then heard the faint sound of pain.

She frowned slightly, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that it was already night.

The courtyard in front of you is more exquisite than the courtyard in the back hall of Hui'an Hall just now. Looking up, you can see the three characters "Qiwu Courtyard" carved on it. This is the courtyard gate.

The door was made of carved rosewood, and there seemed to be bursts of laughter like silver bells coming from inside the door.

Qiao Mu squinted his eyes for a moment, then stepped forward and knocked on the door.

I don’t know where this place is. What is she doing here?
Where are Song Zhiqing and that Taoist priest?

After a while, a woman in her 50s or [-]s opened the door: "You are..."

"Nanny, who is here?" The girl following the mother-in-law has delicate eyebrows. She is wearing a long smokey dress, her hair reaches her waist, and her eyes are as soft and clear as spring water.

A very cute girl.

"I am..." Qiao Mu frowned and was silent for a moment. She seemed to have forgotten who she was.

"It turns out that my cousin is here." The girl suddenly said, and her hands came to hold her arms.

Qiao Mu intercepted her hand.

"Hiss...it hurts so much!" Her face changed in pain, and her expression was extremely exaggerated.

Qiao Mu squinted her eyes and saw that she had clearly used no force just now.

"Miss, you've always been afraid of pain. I'm going to find some medicine for you. You can welcome my cousin in first."

"Come in...don't touch me!"

As soon as Qiao Mu stretched out his hand and touched her skin, she screamed in horror, as if it was in great pain.

Qiao Mu blinked and confirmed the girl's identity, Xu Wanyao.

After entering, Xu Wanyao regained her gentle temperament. She spoke to Qiao Mu in a low voice, her voice as clear and crisp as the cry of an oriole.

"Why is my cousin here today?" Xu Wanyao asked gently.

"Let me see you." Qiao Mu said slowly.

"Okay, I like to go out with you the most... I sent someone to call Brother Jiachuan. He is at home today and can come and accompany us." Her eyes were particularly bright as she spoke.

Qiao Mu turned his head and looked at her expression, thinking that this should be a reappearance of Xu Wanyao's past life.

Two quarters of an hour later, the maid came in again: "Miss, my future uncle is waiting outside the door."

Because the two were engaged and had a good relationship, privately the maids in Qiwuyuan all called Cheng Jiachuan this way.

The gleam in Xu Wanyao's eyes was even brighter. She took Qiao Mu to pick out clothes, and then dressed up and put on some makeup. Her already delicate face, after being carefully dressed up, became even more delicate and gorgeous, like a peony flower in bloom, alluring.

During the rest of the tour, Qiao Mu followed him like an invisible man, without any sense of existence. As for Cheng Jiachuan, he was not the Cheng Jiachuan Qiao Mu had seen. He was tall and heroic, and he had a smile on his lips when he looked at Xu Wanyao. , the two men, the handsome man and the beautiful woman, are the scenery on this street.

But the people on both sides of the street never took a glance.

After that, Qiao Mu continued to look, looking for a breakthrough, and also looking for the shadows of Song Zhiqing, Cheng Jiachuan and others.

She had already predicted that, except for Taoist Master Zizhen, the four of them had all entered Xu Wanyao's illusion or dream.

(End of this chapter)