Chapter 204

The gong and drum sounds gradually faded; the bride and groom in traditional Hanfu came into view, as almost everyone present was witnessing a Daoist wedding for the first time—so much so that no one dared to breathe.

Pairs of eyes burned hotly on the two newcomers walking slowly; beside them was the female Daoist attendant of the Earth Dao, lacking the extravagance of the wealthy weddings trending online, yet it carried its own solemn, majestic, and reverent atmosphere.

The sky was bright and beautiful, with drifting clouds scattered.

In the center of the open square, the couple stood on a huge black-and-white Taiji diagram, while to the side stood their fellow disciples reciting the vows.

This wasn't anything unusual; the key was the vows the other party was about to recite: "A marriage document, presented to the Heavenly Court. Offered to the Nine Heavens, sounded in the Underworld."

"Hiss—"

I don't know which visitor, having recovered, sucked in a breath of cold air; Ling Yue's heart stirred slightly, and from this unusual opening she sensed another meaning.

Ling Yue couldn't help but become curious.

She hadn't noticed that Jun Jun's eyes beside her were dark; he had watched the wedding video before, but seeing it live was his first time, and the feeling was completely different from watching on a narrow screen.

At this moment the ceremony continued, and the solemn, resonant voice continued: "I inform all the saints, make known to the Three Realms; the heavenly ancestors bear witness: Heaven and earth as a mirror, sun and moon of one heart. If you betray the beloved, you defy Heaven. If the beloved betrays, you go against Heaven's will. The crime of defying Heaven is death and the disappearance of the Dao."

The two newlyweds exchanged a smile and said frankly, "No regrets in this life!"

After watching this segment, visitors unconsciously touched their foreheads; the wedding vows were solemn yet easy to understand, anyone with a bit of culture could grasp them, and even if they couldn't, someone would explain.

"Indeed, these are the harshest wedding vows—death and the disappearance of the Dao—this is nothing but not entering reincarnation, soul and spirit scattered, just for getting married."

"Holy shit—cough, cough, what a vicious vow."

Some people didn't understand; upon hearing that person's explanation they realized, but Ling Yue didn't feel that way—rather she liked it: "Doesn't this prove their previous feelings were deep, that they promised each other a lifetime?"

Someone who knew the story between these two Daoist priests explained it enthusiastically.

I don't know about others, but this wedding is that of Daoist Priest Min Xu and Daoist Priest Qing Xu; they were mutual confidants in the Daoist temple, studying the Dao together. Since my home is not far from Dragon Tiger Mountain, I come almost every day, and everyone in the temple knows they are in tune, separated only by a thin sheet of window paper. However, Daoist Priest Qing Xu is profound in the Dao, yet somewhat blunt and taciturn in personality.

"Isn't that just being aloof? One Daoist priest is handsome, the other gentle; they look like a match made in heaven. But since you say that, how did they get together?"

Everyone was extremely curious about this question.

Upon hearing this, the person couldn't help but laugh, rubbed their face, and said: "That's interesting—they were mutual confidants, yet neither took the initiative to express their feelings; still, Daoist Priest Min Xu went home for the New Year to visit relatives, and someone said he went on a blind date, so upon hearing that, Daoist Priest Qing Xu rushed down the mountain overnight."

"You know Daoists also have studies to do; the next day, when everyone was doing their coursework, they discovered that the illustrious Daoist Priest Qing Xu had vanished, frightening the others into immediately searching, and only then did they find a letter in his room."

"Later, he drove four or five hundred kilometers, rushed through the night to Daoist Priest Min Xu's home to confess, and passed out right after speaking."

"What's going on?"

Ling Yue, however, thought of a possibility, couldn't help but curl her lips; sure enough, the man laughed heartily: "It's mainly because I hadn't slept for several days and nights, my emotions surged, and I fainted from joy."

The others then broke into good-natured laughter, and looking again at the couple on stage gave them a different feeling.

Many sentimental girls both looked forward to and anticipated it; Ling Yue also felt a tiny bit of anticipation, only a little, which was utterly insignificant compared to her career drive.

At the same time, the attending golden boy and jade girl appeared on the red carpet; because it was winter, the two children were bundled up, wobbling as they walked, just like adorable little penguins from the poles.

Many people felt their hearts melt: "So, so cute!"

"Waaah, I wish I could have a little padded jacket like that—come to big sis, I'll buy you candy!"

"Huh, what's that hanging around the little boy's neck?"

"Looks like a gray rope, pretty long, swaying in the wind—we're not Mongolian, we don't need to offer a hada."

That person finally joked, making the others burst into laughter, still unaware of what had actually happened.

Only the little boy touched the smooth scales, showing a delighted smile—this was his treasure!

He looked at the cute little girl: "Qi Qi, look, what am I holding?"

The little girl blinked sleepily, rubbed her eyes; her hairdo had taken a long time, she had been pulled out of bed by her mother, and she was still drowsy.

She smacked her lips: "What is it? I'm so sleepy."

Her short legs wobbled forward, her eyeballs almost unable to move.

Below the viewing platform, Ling Yue's pupils contracted sharply, almost to pinpoint size; though the distance was too far for ordinary people, it posed no problem for her.

Therefore, the scene on the stage was fully visible to her, including the gray "ribbon" in the child's hand—which wasn't a ribbon at all, but clearly a snake!

A Bengal cobra!

The reason Ling Yue knew this so clearly was because the venomous snake had raised its front half, stretched its skin folds, puffing up into a high collar; with the neck bones spread apart, the round eyeglass pattern on the snake's back became more prominent and protruding—this is a typical feature of the Bengal cobra.

At this moment, someone else also noticed something was off.

From afar, how did the child's strap rise up? It didn't match the arc blown by the wind; just looking at its shape gave a sense of force.

Among the newlyweds, Daoist Priest Qing Xu narrowed his eyes slightly; his wife, Daoist Priest Min Xu, lifted her sleeve, her soft hand gripping his palm, keenly sensing her husband's change: "What's wrong?"

However, being relatively far away, they could never see clearly.

At this moment, the wobbling little girl had already left the boy behind; he puffed out his chubby little face, feeling somewhat resentful, and thought it must be her fault.

"Little White, don't sway around, don't lick me, or I won't feed you dried meat!"

"You're so heavy; if I'd known, I wouldn't have brought you out to play!"

The light-gray Bengal cobra hissed, flickering its bright red tongue, its front half swaying left and right like an attack stance, yet it delayed attacking, annoyed, saying: "You brat, if it weren't for your dried meat, I wouldn't have come out at all!"

"And you blame me—if it weren't for you bringing me out, I'd still be sleeping in my burrow!"

Listening to its tone, it seemed like a greedy snake as well.

At that moment, a sudden exclamation came from the crowd nearby; the cause was a particularly curious and smart visitor who pulled out a phone, zoomed in, and with ultra-high resolution completely framed the person and the snake.

At that moment, a sudden gasp rose from the nearby crowd of onlookers because a particularly curious and clever tourist pulled out his phone, zoomed in, and with its ultra‑high resolution completely captured both the person and the snake in the frame.

Others were baffled; the visitor, face gone white, explained: "That, that little boy—the thing hanging from him isn't a strap at all, it's a cobra! Its neck bones are spread open!"

The moment those words were spoken, everyone broke out in a white sweat.

Even the newlyweds at the center of the Taiji diagram froze, then bolted; his speed was fast, but far slower than another's.

Ling Yue sped like a gust of wind, leaving only afterimages, and in the blink of an eye she stood before the boy.

The Bengal cobra suddenly spotted the stranger, instantly became alert, raised its front half, and hissed: "Human? Don't come closer, or I'll bite you to death!"

Seeing a stranger, the Bangladeshi cobra instantly reared up the front half of its body, hissing, "Human? Don't come closer, or I'll bite you to death!"

I'm a poisonous snake, I'm not afraid of you!

The more it spoke, the more it revealed its weakness; Ling Yue smiled slightly, and in the next instant, with keen eyes and swift hands she seized the poisonous snake's head—though they say to strike a snake at seven inches, it's really the head that matters, and she couldn't let it have any chance to strike back.

Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

Ling Yue did everything perfectly, only the snake's body was tightly coiled around the child's neck: "Ahhh! Save me! Save me! I'm going to die!"

The poisonous snake screamed and writhed, clinging desperately to the child and refusing to budge, a horrific yet pitiable sight.

"Xiao Qiu!"

A lovely woman and a man in Daoist robes hurried onto the stage; upon hearing that the little boy had a poisonous snake draped over him, the couple's hearts clenched, and at the sight of the snake coiled around his neck the woman's legs went weak, nearly causing her to collapse.

"Xiao Qiu, my son!"

Coincidentally, they were the Daoist couple who had earlier smiled at Ling Yue.

Ling Yue: "Don't worry, I've already caught the snake's head."

She lowered her gaze, her cold, inorganic gleam fixing on the poisonous snake; the bellowing Bengal cobra instantly felt an indescribable tremor, a fear and pressure from deep within its bones that drained its strength in an instant.

"Be cooperative, I won't hurt you."

Ling Yue really breathed a sigh of relief; compared to humans, a poisonous snake has over ten thousand bones while humans have only two hundred and six, and though this snake looked simple‑minded, if it launched a sudden attack, where would she get antivenom?

Hearing Ling Yue's assurance, the snake drooped its head in dejection; it, it actually wouldn't harm its little caretaker, you've misunderstood—it just wanted to mooch food and drink, QWQ

But how could it know that its very nature is a threat to humans—most people feel awe toward venomous creatures, especially the cold, slick poisonous snake that inspires bone‑deep fear.

When it opened its mouth, its sharp fangs flashed with light, making onlookers feel a chill to the core.

Still, the little boy's father spoke first: "Benefactor, let's go down first."

Fortunately this little incident didn't disrupt the wedding; spectators watching with the naked eye or on their phones all breathed a sigh of relief, and after realizing what had happened, those recording on video exclaimed in amazement, "My goodness, she's so fast!"

The phone footage showed that the girl reached the boy's side in less than two seconds, and from start to capturing the cobra the whole process took no more than three seconds!

Afterward he posted the video online, initially just sharing it, unaware of how many people would view and forward it.

【Is this something a human can do?】

【I suspect someone is secretly cultivating immortality, and I have the evidence!】

This big brother had no idea that his joking was actually close to the truth.

As the video drew widespread attention, netizens playing detective sought to identify the heroine; even at the lowest playback speed one could see her toes never touching the ground, swift as a gust of wind as she darted straight away.

After seizing the snake, she half‑squatted, her masked face revealing only a full forehead and a pair of peach‑blossom eyes; many people's first reaction was: "She's beautiful, and so familiar."

Especially the netizens who constantly lingered in Ling Yue's livestream room, replaying the recordings over and over, eventually someone compared her eyes and posted a side‑by‑side image.

【Damn, guys, we cracked the case—it's our streamer Ling Yue!】

Earlier episodes' prophecies, the livestreams mixed with the occult, were also dug up by netizens.

【The streamer has long been cultivating immortality; saving a person shouldn't be a big deal—damn it, does the streamer even take disciples? If so, I'll quit this lousy job right away!】

Sniff sniff, no wonder she's my favorite streamer—awesome and domineering 【rose】【rose】

【Is the streamer at Dragon Tiger Mountain? Or is she just traveling? I'm rushing there overnight by plane—will I still get to see the streamer?】

【I doubt it; the streamer is just an ordinary person who knows a bit of martial arts.】

However, just as online discussion peaked, the video suddenly vanished, leaving no trace anywhere on the net.

【Holy crap! Where's my video?】

【Good thing I saved it early!】

This incident provoked a strong reaction from netizens, further confirming Ling Yue's identity as an immortal cultivator; as for the creator of all this, Special Safety Bureau deputy captain Zhou Ziyan, he couldn't help but sigh—actually he shouldn't have deleted this, but, Dragon Tiger Mountain!

The video's appearance exposed Ling Yue's whereabouts; those masters of the Daoist Association had also seen her, and once the video spread they would surely find out!

By then, startling the snake would only bring more loss than gain.

He well knows netizens' nature—the more you forbid something, the more they discuss it; but at least before it fully blows up, he must keep the Daoist Association from finding out!

Captain, Ling Yue, hurry up and nab the person.

As for the aftermath, given time it will eventually be buried by other events; to put it bluntly, netizens' memories are worse than a fish's.

Whether it's cultivation or immortality, the country is very safe, with protective barriers; ordinary people may spend their whole lives without ever touching that level.

Thus Zhou Ziyan isn't overly worried.

At the same time, Ling Yue and Jun Jun were also invited into the Daoist temple by the other party; only then did Ling Yue learn that Xiao Qiu's classmate's father and the Daoist couple who officiated the wedding were actually sworn brothers—the elder brother being Xiao Qiu's father, whose Daoist name is Yu Xu.

They are both disciples of the current Dragon Tiger Mountain sect leader, Daoist Zhi Yi.

Ling Yue instantly thought of something; hearing the other's thanks, she smiled gently: "It's fine, I just have a favor to ask—could you help me, Daoist?"

She said this while producing her Special Safety Bureau credentials; upon seeing them, his expression changed instantly and he said, "My master is right in the main hall—if you need anything, I can introduce you."

A sect leader with real authority and a disciple—Ling Yue didn't need to think; she knew exactly what to choose. Moreover, she recalled the Dragon Tiger Mountain materials she'd received yesterday: although the Daoist Association was on the rise, that didn't mean no one supported the government; the orthodox schools led by Dragon Tiger Mountain's Orthodox Unity School and Complete Truth School, among others, actually backed the authorities.

Furthermore, each had several powerful sect leaders; the materials mentioned Dragon Tiger Mountain's Daoist Zhi Yi with a tone of awe and respect, giving Ling Yue confidence.

The sect leader's cultivation is profound.

Ling Yue nodded immediately: "Sure."

Suddenly a chill wrapped around her palm; the Bengal cobra in her hand was on the verge of fainting, its head pinched so it could not flick its tongue, and even breathing was hard.

"Save, save me—I'm about to suffocate to death!"

Only then did Ling Yue recall the poor snake; catching sight of its moribund state, her expression shifted slightly.

The Bengal cobra went on: "I know you, you can understand my words—quickly let me go! I'm about to kick the bucket!"

Ling Yue: "You can be released, but stay put here—no running around."

The Bengal cobra nodded: "I will…" — "I definitely won't listen to you!"

No matter how greedy it is, it has its own temperament—especially as a poisonous snake, the itch in its fangs is charged with venom enough to fell an elephant!

Because of this, it had been on the mountain for a long time; aside from the thick‑skinned, unwilling wild boar, everyone feared it!

So, after Ling Yue placed it in a cage, the Bengal cobra coiled its muscles, sprang up like lightning, locked its slit pupils onto her fair skin, and struck—"Bite! Kill this hateful human!"

Yet faster than it was Ling Yue; though it had over ten thousand bones and was quicker than an ordinary person, Ling Yue was no ordinary person.

She isn't.

A bright yellow talisman slapped onto its head: "Suppression Talisman!"

In the next moment, the little snake couldn't move; the frightening part was that it was in a state of violent eruption, muscles tensed, and it wouldn't be long before it exhausted its strength.

It was fixed in place as a wooden stick, and seeing this, Daoist Yuxu slowly widened his eyes, his gaze almost glued to the talisman.

This, this is—

His gaze toward Ling Yue changed dramatically, becoming far more respectful than before—hundreds of times more respectful—Ling Yue couldn't fathom his purpose, yet she remained calm and unafraid.

The doomed Bengal cobra watched the two leave, utterly wanting to cry but unable to shed tears.

Humans are so scary!

I'm wrong, isn't that enough? Let me go quickly, little snake really is going to die of exhaustion!

In the main hall.

True Person Yuxu led Ling Yue to the main hall, which was magnificent and solemn, the hall enshrining the Three Pure Ancestors of Longhu Mountain and its founding patriarch, Zhang Daoling.

"Fellow Daoist, my master is just ahead."

He spoke, performed a respectful salute, then turned and left.

The faint sandalwood fragrance drifted into the nostrils, and the occasional sound made one's mind wander; as Ling Yue stepped inside, it felt as if she had entered another world.

Her gaze fell on the thin old man, who finally turned; the moment he saw her, his clear eyes flashed with sharp light, a powerful pressure followed, but upon encountering Ling Yue, it was like a breeze sweeping over a hill, quickly dissipating.

Daoist Zhi Yi's face turned slightly pale: "Fellow Daoist Ling Yue."

Just one glance and he knew he had lost.

Ling Yue got straight to the point: "You know my identity; I came this time hoping to facilitate cooperation between the Special Safety Bureau and Daoism led by Longhu Mountain."

Daoist Zhi Yi nodded immediately; of course he knew her identity—just earlier his disciple had sent a message, the long-lost Suppression Talisman had suddenly appeared, and for the declining Longhu Mountain, this was nothing short of a windfall.

Everyone knows that Zhengyi Sect disciples mainly use talismans, yet they don't realize that over the years Longhu Mountain's lineage has dwindled to almost nothing, and for many years no outstanding talent has emerged.

The current rising star of Daoism only knows a few talismans like the Wind-Rushing Talisman and Evil-Dispelling Talisman; the lost high-level Suppression Talisman and the Five Thunder Talisman, etc., exist only in scriptural records.

Thus, although Ling Yue is young, the sect head has long regarded her as his peer—no, perhaps she is even stronger than he!

She is an unfathomable senior!

Whom she inherited from is also something he urgently wants to know.

Ling (know nothing) Yue: "You should know the Xuanmen Association; according to our intel, they recently arrived here, preparing to release the suppressed evil cult on the mountain..."

Ling Yue spoke for over ten minutes; the sect head stared at her in shock, and just when she thought she wouldn't get an answer, he directly said: "Rest assured, Longhu Mountain and other Daoist sects will fully support you!"

"However, we haven't suppressed any evil cult on Longhu Mountain; I've checked the sect's records since becoming sect head, and there's no record of any evil cult appearing."

Moreover, this is a holy site of Daoism—who would be so bold? Or rather, reckless?

Ling Yue gave him a strange look; his attitude was really odd.

It could even be called respectful; the use of "nin" shows he places himself in a lower position.

Ling Yue was puzzled, but the Xuanmen Association's matter was more important; she still trusted the Special Safety Bureau's intel, and at the very least she found time to do a few tasks.

Her attitude was steadfast; even the doubtful Daoist Zhi Yi couldn't help but waver, having said he'd fully cooperate with Ling Yue, so it shouldn't take much more time.

More importantly, how did she obtain the Daoist inheritance, and who taught her to be so excellent?

The sect head gazed at the carefree Ling Yue, both envious and admiring.

Far away in Jing Shi, the ground made a pat-pat sound as a heavy black turtle came down from upstairs—surely the Feng Shui turtle master.

It dragged its fluffy little nest to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The sunshine is wonderful, perfect for napping at home!

Suddenly it let out a mighty sneeze; in the blink of an eye it subconsciously divined, but only got a vague message—who on earth is thinking of me?

On Longhu Mountain, Daoist Zhi Yi never managed to ask, but his attitude toward Ling Yue could be said to be unconditional compromise.

Hearing they were still staying at a guesthouse, he waved his hand and had his disciples prepare a few guest rooms, so Ling Yue simply moved into the Longhu Mountain Daoist temple.

Meanwhile, in a certain guesthouse on the mountain, the landlady personally brought food and knocked on the door; upon seeing the guests, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This group had been living in their own guesthouse for about half a month, not going out to see the scenery, just staying cooped up in here—really strange.

It made her repeatedly think something would happen to them, but seeing everyone fine, the big stone in her heart finally settled.

She didn't know that after she left, these people peeled off the disguise from behind their ears, revealing a completely different appearance.

Mud and tender grass clung to the soles of their shoes, showing they'd left long ago and only recently returned.

One of the women complained: "This landlady is too demanding, making us check in every few days; my progress is too slow."

"Alright, alright, don't talk about that—you know our identities as well as we do; just bear with it for now, and once this is done, no one will dare bully us!"

"Elder Li is right!"

As the person in charge, Elder Li gave a proud smile; he had this confidence because his cultivation was the highest among them, his speech unconsciously taking on an air of superiority: "No need to report today—I'll first tell everyone some good news!"

"I've already found the sealing site!"

"What?"

"Great! Excellent!" the woman clapped her hands, her alluring-to-lewd looks making one's imagination run wild; after coming to her senses, she also felt contempt—this is indeed a temptress!

She seemed unaware, or perhaps accustomed—she's certainly no good person.

Though her cultivation is below Elder Li's, she is over a hundred years old but looks only about twenty; this is because she relies on the Peach Blossom Talisman to lure female customers into exchanges, absorbing young women's vital energy and lifespan for herself—only after a national investigation did they learn that the innocent girls she harmed numbered over a hundred.

Sometimes she also absorbs yang to supplement yin, and her dual cultivation partners end up miserable—so even fellow Xuanmen Association members dare not touch her lightly.

"Cough." Elder Li lightly coughed to regain everyone's attention, then said: "The location is in the restricted area of the rear mountain."

"That's perfect—this bunch of decayed Daoists is just a name in name only; we can just storm right in!"

"Idiot!" the burly man immediately got slapped; Elder Li fumed: "Just because they've declined doesn't mean they lack masters—that sect head is unfathomable; we can only outwit them, not attack head-on."

The woman hearing that rolled her eyes and said disdainfully: "Then we'll just go in openly!"

"Exactly, exactly, exactly! That's also my idea!" Elder Li laughed heartily: "By then we'll pose as tourists, wearing masks they can't detect, head straight for the rear mountain, and cause an uproar!"

In an instant, the room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

At the same time, in the side rooms of the Orthodox Unity Sect, Ling Yue and the others were also holding a meeting, but this meeting was much more relaxed; she directly took out a backpack, and in full view of everyone opened it, revealing a sea of gold.

Captain Jiang Ye frowned and asked, "What's going on at this time?"

Ling Yue dumped everything out with a clatter, the talismans almost piled into a small hill: "Talismans! All kinds of talismans!"

She casually picked up a few typical ones: "This is a Wind-Travel Talisman, this is a Five Thunder Talisman, this is an Exorcism Talisman, this is a Defensive Talisman… You can first take these for self-defense."

Hearing this, several people were stunned, feeling for the first time the extravagant wealth of a local tycoon; among them, the soft girl Shuangshuang drooled with desire.

To be honest, they had never seen so many talismans before, mainly because these items are extremely precious; the last time they saw any was at the quadrennial exchange meeting, where a single Peace Talisman sold for nearly ten million, supposedly because talismans are very difficult to craft.

But now, what is this?

As for why there are no Peace Talismans, Ling Yue thinks they're too low-grade; in battle, Peace Talismans are utterly useless.

Moreover, to be honest, these were all made by her during the day, so naturally she chose the powerful ones to use.

Shuangshuang rubbed her eyes, then hugged Ling Yue with an ah-woo and said, "Boss, do you still need a leg accessory?"

The next moment, she suddenly felt a chill down her back, meeting a pair of tiger-like, covetous eyes—too scary, right?

Captain Jiang Ye rarely showed a hint of excitement, then immediately furrowed his brow, he pressed his lips and asked with difficulty, "How do you use it?"

Ling Yue blinked, then realized that nowadays cultivators hardly ever see talismans; this is an era of broken inheritance.

She smiled gently: "Let me give you a demonstration."

The tranquil rear courtyard suddenly rang with a bang, accompanied by a white light that illuminated the sky, the ground shaking as well; the Daoists in the courtyard were about to move out when they received the news——

"All clear, return to your rooms."

It's the Sect Leader!

They stared at each other, not knowing what had happened, and furthermore, they never expected that the usually tranquil and detached Daoist Priest Zhi Yi would be so overcome with emotion—unparalleled excitement—over the Five Thunder Talisman!

He almost had tears in his eyes, recalling his master's teachings from childhood; even he could not learn the Five Thunder Talisman, yet now it had actually reappeared in the world!

His eyes were blood-red, and moreover, its power was thousands of times greater than that of his master's back then!

His heart filled with fervor and hope, he instructed: anyone who sees Ling Yue must treat them the same as him—no, they must show even greater respect than they would to him!

In the courtyard, Ling Yue gazed at the sinkhole in the ground, and far off, a large tree that had also been struck; she felt a bit dazed.

"Good, so amazing!"

Shuangshuang shrank her head, unable to imagine how such power used against an enemy would be unexpectedly surprising, with the effect doubled!

Her eyes sparkled as she followed Ling Yue's back; thinking of the backpack full of talismans, she was so excited she could hardly sleep all night!

In an instant, her confidence surged and her spine straightened!

Ling Yue glanced doubtfully at the Sect Leader, who opened his mouth but after a long while still couldn't say a word.

Ling Yue was never one to dwell on things; she went back to her room to sleep, only, she seemed to have forgotten something.

The stiff Bangladeshi spectacled cobra in the cage said: "I! Also me, you forgot me!"

The snake desperately flipped its belly. JPG

The next morning, that poor snake was finally released, exhausted and collapsing directly in the cage, lacking even the strength to coil up.

Upon seeing her for the first time, he immediately cried out, "Boss, spare me! QAQ"

Ling Yue: "……"

"Sorry, I forgot you yesterday; are you alright?"

The Bangladeshi spectacled cobra shook its head: "No no no, how could I possibly be hurt? I'm absolutely fine!" Just stood all night, exhausted to the point of weakness.

It knew this was the Boss's punishment; wuwuwu, a lone snake out there, it's really hard to get by, and it even missed its former life at the farm a little—at least it wouldn't suffer like this.

Wuwuwu, it wished to be kept by humans, just like seeing those cats and dogs brought up the mountain and held in arms, with lots and lots of dried meat snacks!

Thinking this, it suddenly rubbed its tail and wondered why it suddenly felt itchy.

Ling Yue watched its movement and blinked: "Are you about to shed your skin?"

The snake shy, v face:,,.