C1 My wife is an immortals

Early in the morning, I struggled out of bed. The first thing I wanted to do was not go to the toilet nor brush my teeth and wash my face, but to the altar.

It's only because I don't provide any ordinary deities, but a Euphorbia, and this Euphorbia is my wife.

It all started when I was born.

When I was born, my fortune was very thin and my character was very weak. I told my fortune that I would not live past the age of eighteen, and that I would not be able to live past the age of eighteen.

At first, my family didn't believe me and kept me safe and sound, but as I grew older, more and more things happened to my family. In addition, my family became more and more sick and for many years, they never stopped getting sick and sick, until finally, when I turned sixteen, my parents both died in a car accident, leaving me and my grandfather staring at each other.

He didn't want my Zhang Family to have its roots severed. He listened to a Taoist and married me to a fox demon. He even opened his mouth to ask me to help that fox demon achieve immortality, saying that it was the price for my life.

Thus, I was a good student. Since I was unable to go to university, I had to follow those people who were pretending to be mysterious to set up a shop to give people divination.

This shop was quite well-kept. Not only was the environment good, the air fresh, but it had to be in a sunny and popular place. The old man looked around, found a shop in an alley in an old town, and kicked me over.

Before I left, he even specifically told me to change the water, burn the incense and clean the place every morning and every morning because this Euphorbia loves cleanliness.

Because my grandfather is the only family member left at home, I don't want any more mistakes to occur.

After cleaning up, I smoked three incense sticks of time and waved it respectfully towards the red deity's seat. Only then did I heave a sigh of relief. I yawned and went to wash my face and brush my teeth.

Halfway through the brushing, the old wooden door creaked open and a brightly dressed beauty in a red dress and sunglasses walked in.

She frowned and looked around with disdain until she saw me, who was standing next to the water basin, and asked, "May I ask if Master Zhang is here?"

His tone was haughty and his posture was haughty.

I looked out at the sky. The sky had just turned white and the streets were deserted. It was time for cats to stop barking.

Normally, he wouldn't see anyone sitting in the dark all day. Why was it that someone had come so early in the morning?

I spat out the toothpaste in my mouth and pinched a strip of hair to wipe my face before standing up in my underwear.

"I am, what can I do for you?"

The other party took off his sunglasses with a look as though he was being deceived by Zhang Xuan. "You are Master Zhang?"

It was obvious that he didn't believe that Master Zhang was a seventeen or eighteen year old child.

Her attitude was exaggerated, but I noticed the bruises on the corner of her eyes. A piece the size of half a fist, she was obviously beaten up by someone, and it was only yesterday.

Such a beautiful and powerful woman, most likely only the husband of the family can do it, and the people who come here do not ask the family for a career, from the look of a woman, most of the family and career are not going well.

Thinking about this, I didn't beat around the bush and directly asked, "Did you have a conflict with your husband?"

The other party was stunned. "How did you know?"

I pointed to the table and chairs on the altar, indicating that she should sit on one side while I sat on the other side. I spread out a piece of paper and studied the ink on it, indicating that she should write down the words' birth.'

I'm young and inexperienced, and most of the people who come here don't believe I can tell a fortune for them. All I have to do is to show them what I'm really capable of.

But in this line of work, you can't avoid doing something so mysterious that others won't think you're professional.

Sure enough, after I said those words and did those things, this woman's expression finally became serious.

She sat down in the position I indicated, took the brush from my hand, and scribbled a date on a piece of paper.

It was a soft brush, but the handwriting was not ugly. It was smooth with a hint of grandeur. Thinking about it, his family background must be pretty good.

I gave her one more look, turned the paper over on the table, and looked at the birthday.

Eighth day of May, 1986.

These eight words were not bad, and they hit the mark with water. Moreover, it was a flood. A flood of women meant that wealth and fortune were flourishing, and that everything went smoothly for one's entire life.

Looking at her face, the sky was full of color and her cheeks were full of elegance. She clearly looked like a rich person, but the feeling she gave off was that everything was going wrong, that there were dark clouds covering her.

Could it be that his family had been scammed?

Thinking about this, I cleared my throat and sat up straight. "What has happened to your family recently?"

Hearing this, the other party cleared his expression, and the worry between his brows deepened.

My mother was severely ill for no reason, my father suffered a huge loss in his business, and then my husband's attitude towards me grew worse and worse, getting more and more impatient. Before this happened, he went even further, and actually found a little kid outside and was raped by me on the bed.

At this point, she began to resent me, slapping the table with her hand.

I quickly spoke, diverting the other party's attention.

"When did these things start?"

"Since the beginning of this year, a friend of mine said that I must have committed some kind of a crime, and that you were quite effective here. Let me take a look at you."

After saying that, her expression tightened as she looked at me and said, "Master, what do you think I should do?"

You ask me what to do, and I don't know what to do.

I muttered in my heart and tilted my head to take a peek at the altar. I wasn't willing to invite the great deity back, but the situation of this girl wasn't something that I could fool around with my little ability.

Seeing the anxious look on the woman's face, I gritted my teeth and opened the drawer to take out the yellow talisman paper.

This was a method to help the horses, to summon the Euphorbia.

"Lady, this matter is quite strange. Wait a moment, I'll help you ask the people above."

I point to the sky and the other person looks at me suspiciously.

I couldn't care less, and the thought of meeting that lady later made my heart race.

I pulled out a strand of my hair and curled it in the Yellow Talisman. I held it between my fingers and held it in front of my eyes.

After about three or four times, a cold, dark wind suddenly rose up in the previously quiet room. As the speed of my chanting increased, the wind became increasingly violent, finally forming a tangible form that leaped towards my body. I felt that even though my consciousness was clear, my body was no longer under my control.

I know, this is the aunt.