My Demon Husband Is a Snake

"It's not your Life-bound Gu, so why are you selling your life, are you sick!" The Corpse Gu broke into two pieces, yet was desperately writhing, trying to piece itself back together.

Little Honghong's thumb-thick body had shrunk several sizes, but she didn't retreat half a step, her bean-sized eyes full of murderous intent, "None of your damn business."

With each curse she flung out, it was uttered vehemently.

The Six Syllable Mantra, "Om", "Ma", "Ni", "Pad", "Me", "Hum"!

Each word was deafening, like a huge tremor that purified one's heart and soul.

The Corpse Gu, being a creature of yin and evil, simply couldn't endure such torment.

The two halves of its worm-like body dried up like they lacked water, twisting as they withered, and turned into two dry segments.

Even as it dried up before dying, it could still let out a curse,

"Su Wan... you think you can escape... nobody can save you..."

A Black Snake flew out of Yu Longting's sleeve, zipping past like lightning, swallowing the Corpse Gu in one bite.

In the blink of an eye, it returned to the safety of the wide sleeve and disappeared.

Little Honghong flew back to the palm of my hand, her body convulsing a few times, weakly spitting out the deep red centipede bead, "Woman, am I cool or what?"

"Very cool, super cool, but... are you okay, you even threw up your centipede bead..." My hands, cradling Little Honghong, trembled, as tears began to fall.

With weary eyes, Little Honghong glanced at the tear drops shattered in my palm, "Stop crying, Master Hong's not dead. Just got beaten to the point of throwing up milk, that's all. Take good care of my bead."

"I will, I'll take really good care of it. You won't have any problems, right?" I asked, worried.

"Tch, women are such a hassle." Little Honghong complained, then her head drooped down.

She curled up into a Michelin tire, rock hard and motionless.

My heart clenched tightly, "Little... Little Honghong..."

She looked exactly like a centipede that had died of rigidity.

"She's just in a state of Tortoise Breath, though it might seem like death." Yu Longting comforted me softly, "Once she's fully rested, she'll wake up again."

"Okay, I understand, Yu Longting, I'll go get the Matchbox to put Little Honghong in."

There was an indescribable pain in my heart as I spoke softly to Yu Longting.

This little proud creature, truly risking life and death for me.

Even after being beaten to the point of vomiting its inner core and still being stubborn, what's most commendable is that she has always been free.

In people's minds, only a Life-bound Gu has mutual benefits tied to life itself.

Only then would a Gu Insect fight to the death and obey every command for the sake of its host.

But everything Little Honghong did was out of her own volition, which was even more touching.

Yu Longting kissed my forehead and said only two words, "Go ahead."

I had always kept the Matchbox I used for Little Honghong; after all, it was a gift from Sister Tian Na, and it had a special Formation drawn inside.

Little Honghong, who had eaten herself plump with great difficulty, was beaten back to her original svelte state.

Now staying in the Matchbox, she probably even found it spacious.

I went inside to find it and carefully placed Little Honghong inside.

I placed the deep red centipede bead beside her.

"Pretty bead," Xiao Shenshen liked shiny things. While I was closing the Matchbox, he touched it with his plump little hands.

The centipede bead suddenly seemed to grow a bit bigger and even flashed.

Looking at Xiao Shenshen, I wondered, "Your touch..." Could it turn things into gold?

"Roar~" However, Xiao Shenshen was completely unaware of what he had done.

He yawned, turned over in my arms, and continued to sleep.

Returning to the yard, Taoists Ah San and Ah Si were filling the well with rocks and chunks of earth using spades, it seemed like they intended to seal off the well.

Beichen, from somewhere, got pomelo leaves and mineral water, poured them into a wooden tub for Xiao Li to wash her hands, "I hope it's just this well that's contaminated, so we can still go out to eat."

"I think... it's better to buy canned eight-treasure porridge to eat," Xiao Li pouted, then looked at me, "What do you think, Wanwan?"

Lost in thought about the words the Corpse Gu had uttered before its death, wondering to whom this Corpse Gu was a Life-bound Gu and how severely its master must have been injured.

Hearing Xiao Li's words, I snapped back to reality, "With the Mother Gu dead, all its offspring will die for sure. Even if the water source is contaminated, there won't be any living insects in it."

"Even if we can't be poisoned by the Gu, eating food with dead insects in it is pretty gross... Bleh..." Xiao Li was speaking when suddenly, without warning, she vomited a mouthful of fresh blood.