After I Became Pregnant with a Ghost, I Worshiped Taoism

[The copy of the next book "Little Junior Sister" is at the bottom. If you like it, you can save it! Xin Yunrong had been married for three months, and she couldn't find anything wrong with her husband. The only thing she could find was that his body was so cold that he would wake up from the cold even if he hugged him while sleeping. It wasn't until her Taoist cousin came to her house one day that she realized that her husband was not a human being. Before she could make a decision, her belly gradually grew... Xin Yunrong had no choice but to follow his cousin to worship Taoism, and stumbled onto the road of catching ghosts with a full belly. She encountered danger many times, but fortunately, she was rescued by a strange and handsome young man every time. She was extremely grateful. Unexpectedly, she accidentally touched his hand, which was as cold as her husband. 1V1——he The source of Taoist knowledge is Baidu and self-created, there will be many bugs, so many, there will be no research. ———————————— The next book "Little Junior Sister" Copywriting—— I died on the eighteenth winter day when Master brought me back to the sect. When I was slandered as a demon spy and tied to the execution platform, I was thinking that this was probably my destination, An Jian An Jian, I was destined to come and go alone. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, my master, who didn't believe me, sacrificed his own mystical fire and burned me to death as a warning to others. Looking at his white hair, I felt unwilling to accept it. At the last moment, I broke free of my soul and survived. He tried his best to break into the master's palace, but he broke the secret that he had concealed for many years. It turned out that as early as eighteen years ago, he had calculated that I was destined to have a life-and-death relationship with the sect. From the time he came down from the mountain to bring me back to the time I died, it was just a captivity plan by the executioner before his execution. The little junior sister deliberately lost the sound transmission tube that I used to explain my plea for help before my execution. She leaned into the arms of the senior brother and cried pitifully, but her eyes were shining with joy; If I had known this, I wouldn't have had to go to the demon world to pick the marrow-cleansing grass so that she could successfully build the foundation. The third junior brother comforted me with a cold face, saying that I was only to blame for myself, and there was no trace of sadness in his eyes. If I could do it over again, I would watch him being eaten by wild beasts in the mountain of corpses, and then die outside to find a good home for him. I looked at the always gentle senior brother, hoping to get the last piece of pure land. But he hugged his little junior sister tightly, and his words were as selfless as the day when Master killed me: "It is not a pity to die for a demon spy." It turns out that for the past eighteen years, I have been nothing but a joke. God has eyes, and I, who was resurrected from a dead body, once again ascended to the Immortal Gate. When I met the white-haired Taoist priest by chance, he stopped when he heard my voice and his eyes were blank: "What's your name?" I smiled and said, "An Yan." Intention: Even if you encounter difficulties, face it with a smile to welcome a better tomorrow