My Demon Husband Is a Snake

"Master... are you going to subdue it?" Chen Ahmao gazed at me with starry eyes.

I shook my head, "The python is so cute, why would I hit it?"

"Cute???"

Chen Ahmao was utterly bewildered.

I walked over, about to reveal the Snake Scales of Yu Longting.

"Lady... Lady of the Snake Lord?" the python uttered in human speech.

I was taken aback, "(⊙o⊙)..."

It could recognize me??

"I spend my days in the cellar and haven't seen you, and my status is very low, just a transformed python."

The python was extremely respectful, pressing its head to the ground, "However, the Snake Lord has marked you."

I nodded, pointing at Chen Ahmao, and told the python that was my friend.

The python conveyed that my friend was its friend too.

So, Chen Ahmao, while carrying the hoe, digging up the corpse,

This Mr. Python lay coiled and quietly rested on the side.

Chen Ahmao muttered under his breath as he dug, "MMP, a giant python thicker than a bath tub, really turned into a little kitten... Master... you really did as you said... Ah..."

Master Yang was cautious in his work. Chen Ahmao had been digging for ten minutes and was sweating profusely before he unearthed Protector Zi Shan's body.

"Why is this body frozen in ice?"

Upon seeing the frost on the body, Chen Ahmao curiously uttered.

Just as he was about to move it with his hands, I gave him a pair of gloves, "Although it's not very helpful, it's better than direct contact."

"Is there poison on his body?" Chen Ahmao asked while putting on the gloves.

Then he went to move it, and immediately understood why he needed the gloves, "Damn it, this guy... did he smear himself with liquid nitrogen? His body temperature is definitely below zero."

"Him? He fought me in Gu Fighting and lost,"

I cradled my face, speaking indifferently, "He got frozen by the Ice Silkworm Gu."

"Cough cough cough cough... Master, you... you..." Chen Ahmao couldn't imagine I could be so ferocious, and he started coughing in shock, "Awesome, really awesome, he is... that what's-his-name, Protector Zi Shan."

"Right, have you noticed..."

I paused, then continued, "although you're not good-looking, your mouth looks especially like his."

"Master, you're right, our mouths are exactly the same,"

Chen Ahmao promptly walked the path of self-roasting, "Do you think, if I wear his clothes, how many people outside would realize I'm an imposter?"

"Otherwise, why would I ask you to dig up the body." I scratched my nose, feeling slightly guilty.

But not as conflicted as before, since the guy himself was quick-witted and thought of how to trap himself.

So my guilt didn't weigh as heavily.

Without another word, Chen Ahmao stripped off the purple clothes from Protector Zi Shan and draped the cape over himself, "How about that, do I look like him?"

The hood of the cloak was designed very low, covering even the nose, leaving only the mouth visible.

"Your lips are not white enough," I said truthfully.

Chen Ahmao didn't care, he took all the personal items from the body and wore them without any scruples, "That's easy to fix, a bit of wall plaster will ensure they're as white as snow."

"Heh~" I was amused by his comment, and my heavy heart dissipated, then I got serious again, "Chen Ahmao, if you can pull this off unscathed, without a scratch, only then can I officially take you as my disciple. Calling yourself a disciple is just bluster and doesn't count."

"Oh." Chen Ahmao said sheepishly.

After coming out of the cellar, Chen Ahmao smeared some wall plaster on his lips, and indeed...

He looked exactly like that handsome Protector Zi Shan, flawless.

Master Yang, Eldest Sister Yang, Yang Xi, and those two little sisters.

When they saw him, they all were shocked stiff.

They thought it was a resurrected corpse.

This guy immediately took off the hood, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "It's me, you know nothing about science, how can a dead person come back to life! Really now."