My Demon Husband Is a Snake

The 'win' numbers in my mind only increased.

I had always been guessing about the "Wang" person in my contact list.

It was very likely an old acquaintance of mine, or someone under an old acquaintance.

The instant I saw Wang Heyin, I knew it was an impossibility.

No matter what, Xuanjing was just a dead fox. How could it possibly control someone like Wang Heyin?

Wang Heyin keeping Xuanjing as a pet would be more like it.

So why did Wang Heyin tell Hu Jiao not to mess with me???

"Senior, what kind of person is Wang Heyin?" I asked Zhang Zidao with a face full of eager curiosity.

Zhang Zidao glanced down at me and said, "You... you're from the Mysterious Gate Noble Family, unmatched in the world in Feng Shui and Yin Yang Embroidery. You don't even recognize Wang Heyin, the first of the twelve arbitrators of the Geomancy Arbitration Council...?? "

The face of the Old Taoist Priest, stern and serious, now was filled with shock, his expression screaming, 'Are you kidding me, girl?'

"Cough cough, my father died when I was young. My study of Yin Yang Feng Shui was entirely through self-study with his notes." I confessed, fidgeting with my fingers, "I just... don't know much about the Geomancy Realm."

Just then, Wang Heyin took out a Brass Feng Shui Compass and placed it on top of the Crystal Coffin, "Everyone, get out. This corpse has metamorphosed into a zombie demon."

The funeral was originally designed to lure the person behind Hu Jiao onto the hook.

Bai Yinman didn't invite many people. Aside from Hu Jiao being a big name, there were only a few journalists unnoticeable in the news, and several wildly famous little internet celebrities and stars.

Upon hearing Wang Heyin's words, their faces went pale,

some even took out their phones, trying to seize the opportunity to hype things up.

Just then, Wang Heyin muttered under his breath, "Heaven and earth, sovereign and relatives, teachers, hurry as the law commands."

The crazed needles on the Compass began to spin wildly, and the entire Crystal Coffin shook violently, making cracking sounds.

Congcong, dressed in her pretty princess gown and quietly sleeping, suddenly had her peaceful face distort horribly.

Her eyelids opened without warning, her eyes lacking pupils, and filled with a terrifying bloodlust.

Bang, the coffin lid was flung open.

The Compass fell to the ground.

Congcong, her face ferocious like a wild beast, drooling from the corner of her mouth, pounced towards the crowd, "Eat... eat flesh...eat human flesh..."

Immediately, the mourning hall was filled with screams.

"Help!! There's a zombie..."

Now no one dared to be curious anymore. It was like accidentally stepping into the Korean drama 'Train to Busan,' everyone was running faster than rabbits.

Only Bai Yinman stayed behind. She rushed forward desperately and hugged Congcong, "It's Mommy, Mommy's here, Congcong, don't be scared..."

I saw everything Wang Heyin did, my anger causing my fingernails to dig into my flesh. I was just about to rush out and confront Wang Heyin.

Then I heard Elder Zhang curse in my ear,

"Damn! Wang Heyin is forcibly turning a corpse into a zombie demon. Damn son of a bitch deserves to be in the Eighteen Levels of Hell."

Before he could finish, I saw Zhang Zidao rush out with his sword, "Your grandmother's legs! Little scruffy Taoist, so you're the one who created the zombie demon. If I don't uphold justice today and kill you, I won't bear the name Zhang."

"Ancestor, why are you here? You're mistaken. I'm not the one who created the zombie demon. I'm here to capture it."

Caught off guard, Wang Heyin kept retreating, slyly trying to argue his case.

Meanwhile,

Congcong, stimulated by the Compass, screamed agonizingly in Bai Yinman's arms, "It hurts so much... my heart... it hurts so bad, mommy, kill me."

Wang Heyin, busy dodging the Bronze Sword, was touched by the genuine emotions of the little zombie demon.

He was slightly stunned, then murmured to himself coldly, "So... she was moved by familial love, resisting the Blood Curse voluntarily. No wonder she didn't obey commands."

"Didn't you say you came to capture the demon? You just admitted it yourself, acknowledging you personally created the zombie demon?" Zhang Zidao's onslaught intensified, and even though Wang Heyin's movements and Taoist Arts seemed particularly strong, Zhang Zidao suppressed him completely.

Soon, Wang Heyin's shoulder was heavily pressed down by the Bronze Sword, almost forcing him to kneel on the spot.

Wang Heyin pursed his lips. While struggling to fend off the attacks, his eyes flickered with mockery. At that moment, he did not hide his connection to the zombie demon at all, and incited,

"Zombie demon, kill Bai Yinman, kill this woman... eat her heart, and you will ascend to immortality. It's like finding a needle in a haystack... I found it without any effort... hahaha..."

Wang Heyin burst into maniacal laughter, his excitement reaching a climax.