My Demon Husband Is a Snake

"You, child, did you damage your brain riding a motorcycle or something?"

I was almost driven mad with annoyance.

Yang Xi was also frustrated with Chen Ahmao, "Go back to where you came from and stop pestering us."

Based on Chen Ahmao's usual temperament, he could have beaten Yang Xi into the ICU.

At that moment, Chen Ahmao just glanced at Yang Xi, then continued to plead with me, "Actually, Sister Yuan is praising me for being smart, right? Set me up, give me a chance to prove myself~"

"Fine, I'll set you up!! Happy now? Stop your endless nagging."

Though I sounded impatient, deep down there was a sense of warmth.

Don't judge Chen Ahmao by his careless demeanor, he even flirted with me once.

But deep in his heart, he was incredibly earnest, a man with the heart of a child.

Chen Ahmao smartly positioned himself in front of me and prostrated grandly, "Honored master above, please accept your disciple's bow."

Thump, thump, thump—he knocked his forehead on the ground three times in succession.

"I... since when have I..." agreed to take you as my disciple.

Seeing his bright, eager eyes as he lifted his head, my heart unexpectedly softened, and I couldn't bring myself to say the rest.

Upon arriving at the Yang Family's place, Eldest Sister Yang was accompanying Master Yang.

Seeing the three of us return, her eyes immediately misted over, "Yuanyuan's back, how did it go?"

"Pretty good, Master Yang... is still doing okay?" I looked at Master Yang sitting in the chair with a listless spirit and asked.

Eldest Sister Yang's face showed her worry, "He's alright, not uncomfortable anywhere, just a bit shocked. He's quite troubled by the Spider Mark on his face, what exactly is that thing?"

"It's a curse, called the Spider Spirit Curse." I sat down and casually chatted with Eldest Sister Yang for a bit, "Unless the curse is lifted, it will stay marked on the face, and it's also why Master Yang can't eat."

Eldest Sister Yang was at a loss, "Yuanyuan, you only performed the Gu Removal for your Master Yang but didn't lift the curse, you... can't lift curses, can you?"

"Yes, although I can't, my husband has some understanding of curses." I reassured Eldest Sister Yang to be at ease, "Don't worry, my husband should be able to finish his work and return within two days for the New Year celebration."

Eldest Sister Yang nodded, "Then... thank you both for your concerns."

Though Yu Longting and I hadn't registered our marriage yet, we already had a child.

Being pregnant before marriage doesn't sound good, and explaining is troublesome.

So, I simply referred to Yu Longting as my husband.

After chatting with Eldest Sister Yang, I asked Chen Ahmao to fetch a hoe and accompany me down to the cellar.

Yang Xi stayed up top to keep watch.

The cellar was chilly and damp, and so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

We brought down a powerful flashlight, typically allowing for ten meters of visibility.

In this place, however, it was about five meters or so.

"Hiss hiss~"

Suddenly, we heard several hissing sounds.

Many cellars in the south are inhabited by pythons, but Master Yang never encountered them when he went down.

Because he was the homeowner, the resident pythons wouldn't dare disturb him.

However, for Chen Ahmao and me, being outsiders, the pythons sensed unfamiliar smells and naturally followed the scent to have a little snack.

"Sister Yuan... Master... there are snakes, large... large Burmese pythons, a snake species from northern Myanmar... we're doomed." Chen Ahmao, seeing the huge Burmese python swiftly approaching in the flashlight beam, was scared out of his wits.

"You just said you wanted me to set you up, and now you're scared stiff over this little thing. Are you up for it or not?" I pulled Chen Ahmao behind me and said without a care, "What's so scary about a python? Watch me, I'll make it turn into a little kitten in one second."