As the youngest junior sister of Shenji Pavilion, I failed to survive the tribulation and transformed into a modern Taoist salted fish.
As soon as I learned how to order takeout on my mobile phone, I was sucked into the global live broadcast of the weird rules of the "Bride in an Ancient House".
The other chosen ones tremble and follow the rules to survive.
I stared at the paper figures in the courtyard and tilted my head: "This little bit of yin energy is not as heavy as our sect's toilet."
All the red candles suddenly turned green, and the wedding hall turned into a mourning hall.
The black and blue hands stretched out from under the hijab and strangled my neck violently.
I held onto its life gate with my backhand: "Hey, where is your body?"
"If you find it, sister will help you to be saved - or to be expelled, choose one?"
