My Demon Husband Is a Snake

True to expectation, within three minutes.

The three unconscious people all came to.

"How did you guys crash into the bamboo forest?" Chen Ahmao asked his two companions, puzzled.

The two companions were also dazed, "We felt cold all over, as if someone was blowing air behind our ears, and then we crashed into the bamboo forest."

"You three, leave the village immediately."

I made a quick decision, not allowing innocent people to get involved, "Chen Ahmao, lend me your motorcycle."

"You... want to borrow a motorcycle?"

Chen Ahmao's eyes bulged, his gaze fierce, "Master Yang has only one arm, he can't ride a motorcycle, could it be... you... will drive?"

"Afraid I'll wreck it? I'll compensate at market price if it breaks," I rolled my eyes at Chen Ahmao.

"How could that be, Sister Yuan, I'd give it to you as a gift."

Chen Ahmao's head shook like a rattle, giving a thumbs up, "True to form, Sister Yuan, riding a bike with a big belly, and having to carry... an eight-foot tall man, I'm so impressed, I'm kneeling!"

"Quit your blabbering, if you want to live, get moving."

I couldn't be bothered with Chen Ahmao's babbling mouth, watching the three spiky-haired guys get on two motorcycles and drive away.

Afterward, I rode the motorcycle and took Master Yang to his house.

On the way, I gave Master Yang a few instructions.

In the deadly silence of the deep night, the entire village was shrouded in darkness.

You couldn't see even a speck of light; if I didn't have the Spiritual Eye which allowed me to see at night, I probably couldn't have made it to Master Yang's house.

The door to Master Yang's house wasn't locked, it was ajar.

Peering through the crack in the door, it was pitch black inside, not a hint of light to be seen.

I could clearly feel that the whole house was filled with the ominous presence emanating from the Gu Insects.

"You're back? Su Wan, no, Chen Yuanyuan, did you kill her?" a voice as deep and hoarse as if it had come from a rotting Yin Well floated out.

On hearing this voice, my eyebrows tightened slightly, and I momentarily took refuge in a blind spot to the side.

Master Yang's body suddenly shuddered, and he slowly pushed the door open and walked in, "I... I've done as you said, I've killed... killed Chen Yuanyuan, you should... you should keep your promise, and give them the antidote..."

Before the word "antidote" could be spoken, Master Yang's neck was abruptly seized by a ghastly white hand, gripping him tightly, silencing any sound he could make.

A rage-filled voice burst forth from the darkness, "You're lying!! With your skills as a lousy cook, could you kill the Gu Speaker??"

"I ambushed her, deceived her... deceived her into letting me in, and then I stabbed her to death from behind!!!"

As the man loosened his grip slightly, Master Yang finally caught his breath and tremulously explained.

The man had immense strength, slowly lifting Master Yang off the ground, "Su Wan, I know you are nearby, come out."

"I'm a distinguished guest of the Ten Thousand Poison Hall; you should treat your guests with some respect." Tired of hiding, I pulled open the door and walked in.

At this moment, there was no need to hide and watch from the corner; the man's appearance was clear at a glance.

He wore a heavy cloak, with a hood pulled down hiding half of his face, revealing only a glimpse of two pale lips, as thin as cicada wings, "You... you know about our Ten Thousand Poison Hall? You wretch... you didn't kill this Yang... you even cured him of the poison, you... you actually didn't die, hehehe, befitting the Gu Speaker."

"With what you're saying, it seems I've figured out one thing."

From his words, I seemed to deduce a cause and effect; if I had killed Master Yang, it seems that would have been the end for me too, "