It was because the Old Taoist Priest looked venerable with age, and with an immortal bearing that didn't resemble that of a bad person, that Aunt Zhou had invited him in to sit. After the Old Taoist Priest entered, Aunt Zhou went to pour some water. Xiao Lan then asked the Old Taoist Priest to read her palm, shyly asking,
"Taoist Master, when will my... my... marriage fate arrive?"
The Old Taoist Priest looked at her palm and sighed,
"Miss, your marriage... I'm afraid it's going to be difficult..."
"Ah... why?"
The young girl was a bit anxious,
"Taoist Master, why is my marriage doom to be difficult? Could it be that someone is undermining me?"
The Old Taoist Priest smirked slightly and said,
"Not really, it's just..."
While speaking, he suddenly reached out and rubbed something on the young girl's forehead. A small Talisman mark immediately appeared on Xiao Lan's forehead, and she stiffened, her body collapsing,
"You won't live to see your wedding day!"