My Demon Husband Is a Snake

"I barely knew she was the Granny Long whom Beichen had found to make the Poison-Resistant Herbal Bags for us; I couldn't help but feel a thread of trust and told her the truth, 'My name is Su Wan. My man is busy with something and didn't come with me, so I just need lodging for one night. A room on the south side or the east side will do.'

'I'll arrange a room for you on the south side. If you hear any sounds at night, don't leave your room. Cover your head with the quilt and sleep till the morning light.'

Granny Long instructed, gave me a copper key, and continued to do her accounting without looking up."

While Granny Long was busy with her ledger, I had already observed everything around me.

All the guests were staying upstairs, and the bodies were centrally placed in the Coffin Room.

At a glance, it looked eerie, filled with coffin planks stacked as high as small hills, truly deserving the name Coffin Mountain.

Within the Coffin Mountain, there was only one space clear.

There was a Yin Well in that place, with lotus death symbols gathering yin from all directions.

I took the key, pretended to go upstairs,

then sneaked back down in less than twenty minutes.

Granny Long was no longer at the counter, and I tiptoed into the Coffin Room.

Upon entering, I was hit with the pungent smell of preservative herbs.

Through my Spiritual Eye, I searched for the breath of living people.

Under a loose floor panel, I found two signs of life.

I knelt on the ground, opened the panel, and discovered the space below the wooden floor—the Underground Pit.

Below, it was all coffins too, with one in particular shaking continuously.

If it were any other time, I'd surely have thought it was a body coming back to life and would have been scared out of my wits.

But now, I climbed down using a rope ladder, picked up the tools hanging on the wall, and pried open the nails of the shaking coffin.

The moment the coffin lid was pushed open, an alarmed cry came from inside. "Who? Who is it…? I won't marry the Dragon King… Help… Ah…"

Lying in the coffin was a girl in a red bridal dress, her face smeared with tears. Her face was originally painted whiter than a lime wall, but after crying, her face was stained with white marks.

Upon sitting up, the heavy head ornaments on her head clinked and made a tinkling sound.

"It's me, be good, don't be afraid. I'm here to save you," I said as I embraced Xiao Li, who was shivering all over and sobbing violently.

Realizing it was me, Xiao Li cried even louder, clutching tightly to me, "Wuwuwu, I thought I'd never see you again. My back injury contains hallucinogenic Crow Poison. After you fainted, I was affected by the illusion. My back hurt as if it was on fire, and then… I stumbled out in a daze."

"By the time I came to, I had already fallen into the hands of those villains. They stripped off my clothes, dressed me in this bridal outfit, and shoved me into a coffin."

Considering her condition, it seemed like her injury was minor, so the poisoning was light.

Even though she walked out uncontrollably, she was conscious the whole time, aware she was under the influence of an illusion and not in control of her actions.

The toxins must have dissipated by now, allowing her to cry out so vigorously.

"What about that girl called Bai Zanhe?" I let go of Xiao Li, wiped the tears off her face with the sleeve of my clothes, and gently helped her out of the coffin.

When I was above just now, I perceived two traces of life, but when I got down, there was only Xiao Li.

Xiao Li tilted her head, pondering between sobs and constant hiccupping, "Bai Zanhe... who is that? Oh, I know, the girl who was also abducted, right? She... she... was locked in that coffin with the phoenix painted on it… wuwuwu..."

"I'll get her out. Just stay put, well behaved. It'll be quick," I said as I pulled the nails out of another coffin; the girl inside was pale as death, also dressed in a red wedding gown.

Her pale, nearly transparent skin contrasted with the blood-red bridal dress like a crystal lotus grown deep in the abyss of Hell.

I touched her; her hands and feet were icy, and she wasn't even breathing.

Looking at the confined space inside the coffin, I guessed that she died of suffocation after the oxygen ran out.

A moment of sorrow flashed through my heart as I took her out.

I tried administering heart-lung resuscitation and breathing air into her mouth, "Zanhe, Bai Zanhe… wake up, these people are too damn cruel… locking someone in a coffin without caring if they'll suffocate to death."

"What… what are you doing?" Suddenly, the girl's long eyelashes fluttered and, upon opening her eyes, she was shocked to see me blowing air into her mouth.