My Beautiful Snake Wife

My grandfather was a Daoist who liked to read people's feng shui, and I was his little helper. Then one day, while my grandfather and I were checking someone's feng shui, I rescued a teal-colored snake on the mountain. When the coffin was hoisted up, people in the village began dying one after another. They died for no apparent reason, and their deaths were horrifying. But I didn't know why. Ever since I saved that snake, I dreamed of a woman every night.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.