My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1116: The Red Shrine

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Previously on My Demon Husband Is a Snake...
Qing Li agrees to take the protagonist to Moonless City to find the entrance to the Nether Pond, despite initial reluctance. Wuyue, injured but still present, suspiciously warns the protagonist against entering the Nether Pond, revealing that Yu Longting is monitoring her actions and will prevent her from going there by using Wuyue as an intermediary. The protagonist, skilled in deception, assures them she only wants to find the entrance, not enter. Wuyue, having gained some leverage, allows her to go, promising to arrange a friend’s match instead.
The entire mountain in Maple Leaf Town vanished into the Abyss, leaving behind only a level expanse. Qing Li unexpectedly planted a kiss on my forehead – she actually kissed my forehead!! Just as I was reeling, feeling as though I were hallucinating, a delicate scent of white magnolia reached my ears. "We'll be entering through Fengdu Ghost City this time. It's my turn to be your protector." "Huh? Okay," I mumbled, utterly stunned, my heart hammering against my ribs. Granny, can you please dial back the allure just a bit? You're even more striking than Yu Longting, and your presence carries a powerful aura, so much like his. Are you intentionally trying to make me fall for you even harder? Noticing my bewildered and lovestruck expression, Qing Li covered her mouth, stifling a laugh. "Let's go." "What about me? What about me? Take me with you, wifey. I'll help you rescue our eldest son~!" The instant Yu Qingxiao spotted his beloved wife, he transformed into a complete simpleton. It's truly a disillusioning sight, considering how handsome he is. And yet, he carries himself with such clumsy awkwardness, like a mere street punk. Qing Li cast a casual glance over her shoulder. "You? Just stay with this one, since you seem indifferent to our son. Feel free to acknowledge others as your son." "Hey, that's completely unfair! I raised our son myself, we share a very close bond, don't leave me behind! At least untie my Spider Silk." Before Yu Qingxiao could even finish his plea, Qing Li interlaced her arm around my waist and executed a Mysterious Step, vanishing from the tavern in less than a heartbeat. Her proficiency with the Mysterious Step appeared to be on par with Yu Longting's; it took a mere forty minutes to arrive at a peculiar, small town. Shops vending funeral paraphernalia lined the streets, and eerie ghost performances captivated onlookers. Numerous tourists had also donned elaborate costumes, portraying figures like Meng Po, King Qinguang, and Black and White Impermanence, fully embodying the spectral essence. Regardless of the specifics, they perfectly set the mood – a veritable Midland rendition of Halloween, complete with a parade of a hundred ghosts. "Is this Fengdu? It feels more like a tourist town." The moment I uttered these words, the lid of a coffin at a nearby establishment suddenly popped open. A strange wave of Corpse Qi, laced with intense resentment, billowed outwards. Then, an aged granny clad in funeral attire sat bolt upright from the coffin, startling me immensely. "Granny~" "Such a disgrace to the Lin's Exorcist Family, to be so timid even now." Qing Li gently pulled me back a step before proceeding into the adjacent wallpaper shop, where she purchased a staggering fifty billion in Joss Paper. Returning to the entrance of the coffin shop, she directly cast half of the Joss Paper into the open coffin. Instantly, the oppressive chill in the air subsided significantly. The withered granny within the coffin slowly reclined back down, seemingly appeased by the offering of Joss Paper. At this precise moment, the owner of the coffin shop, who had been engrossed in a newspaper, stood up and quietly secured the coffin lid. It was as if the occurrence of a corpse feigning death within the coffin was an everyday affair. After we had walked some distance, I couldn't help but inquire, "Surely there isn't some sort of mechanism in the coffin, is there? You have to offer money to get the lid closed." "You've never been to Fengdu before, have you? Those who perish with immense resentment here generally don't remain rigid and can perceive conversations from the outside world," Qing Li explained, her stride in the Mysterious Step noticeably slowing, adopting a cautious pace quite unlike her previous swiftness. "It's because your careless chatter startled them." "Goodness, so it's true. Granny, to be perfectly honest, I've... never actually seen a ghost until now. The only instance..." I stole a glance at Qing Li, a small chuckle escaping me. "Hehe, the only time was when I mistakenly thought you were a ghost. Oh, watch out, there's a shrine just ahead..." Ahead, a crimson shrine was incongruously embedded within a telephone booth, complete with flickering electronic red candles. Colliding with it unexpectedly sent a jolt of fear through me. Qing Li had already subtly frowned and attempted to steer clear, but in the very next second, she still managed to brush against the shrine. Even employing the Mysterious Step, she found herself unable to escape the shrine's immediate vicinity. "Head to the supermarket and buy a can of eight-treasure porridge. I'll wait for you right here," Qing Li instructed, extending two yuan towards me.