Dressed as a 471-year-old bamboo-leaf green snake demon, I borrowed the body of a monk and lived in a ruined temple.
I thought I could spend my days peacefully worshiping Buddha, but the demon-catching general kicked open the temple door.
Xiao Yuyan, the God of War of Jing'an Division, kills demons with a spear, and has countless demon souls in his hands.
Everyone said that my little snake fell into his hands and was completely dead.
But only I know that this 1.9 Meter tall iron-blooded general is naturally afraid of snakes.
The tip of my tail lightly brushed against his ankle, and the tough guy almost lost his grip and threw out the demon-slaying spear.
He paid for the renovation of the dilapidated temple and insisted on being my creditor, insisting that our fates were connected.
I calmly reminded: "General, I am a demon."
He gripped the demon-killing spear tightly, and the tips of his ears turned red: "I know."
In troubled times, mysterious cases occur frequently, and evil spirits run rampant in the dark.
While he was holding a gun to protect me from the swords of the world, he was stiff when the snake's tail wrapped around his waist.
In more than four hundred years of living, I have never had a crush on anyone.
It's just... My creditor, the general, is afraid of snakes.
What to do now?
