I do know you are a demon
Cong Mo comforted him, "Fate is determined by heaven, don't be sad anymore, I'm here."
Leng Can shook her and nodded heavily, "Yeah."
After a long pause, Leng Can finally raised her head and was coaxed by Cong Mo to have breakfast. She was usually the first one to arrive at the military camp, but today she was not in a hurry.
Sometimes, she feels that her young husband is more important.
"Let's have a wedding banquet." As the two of them were eating porridge, Cong Mo suddenly grabbed his hand and said.
"?" Leng Can almost spit out the food in his mouth, "What did you say?"
"We'll have a wedding banquet, you and me." Cong Mo smiled, his eyes curved. "Don't worry, we are the same. I like you no matter what you are like."
Leng Can hesitated, but ultimately did not agree, and asked Cong Mo to give him time to think about it.
First, the words of the old man Qingyi were always hanging over his head, and second, his identity as a demon could not be kept secret forever.
He shouldn't indulge in this illusion anymore, he wants to take Cong Mo back.
"Brother, how many pills are left?"
"There's still half a box left, which should last you about half a month. Don't worry." Xi checked the medicine box. "Are you still going to deliver food to Junior Sister today?"
"Yes." Leng Canmo said, "We can't delay any longer. I have to make her remember it sooner and return to the real world."
"Master Taoist, why are you here today?" Cong Mo bowed respectfully and welcomed the Taoist priest in.
Most demon masters learn the art of catching demons, while Taoist priests practice the art of communicating with demons. What they learn is more profound than theirs, so they are more respected.
The Taoist stroked his white beard, glanced around, and immediately began to calculate with his fingers. Then he revealed a strange smile, "I calculated a strange hexagram, and I want to ask the magic master to take a look."
Cong Mo politely replied, "Master, you're joking. I don't know how to read fortunes."
"I really can't see, so I can't recognize the demon's transformation technique." The Taoist priest had an unfathomable expression. "Demon Master, there's been a demon around you recently!"
Cong Mo's expression did not change at all, "Master, please don't talk nonsense..."
"This demon is a male snake demon, dark green in color, and still young." The Taoist priest interrupted her, closing his eyes as if searching his mind for the demon he imagined. He slowly circled around her. "Although his magic power is shallow, his species is extremely rare. If you practice more, you may not be his opponent. He also likes you... very much. Otherwise, how could you smell so much like him?"
"Demon Master, demons can confuse people, so don't be greedy."
"I don't understand what the Taoist priest means." Cong Mo took a step back. "Don't slander me. As for the smell of the demon you mentioned, if I were to be contaminated with it, it would be a common occurrence. After all, I often deal with demonic matters in the human world, unlike the Taoist priest who sits on the high altar."
"Since the demon master is so stubborn, I will not try to persuade him any more." The Taoist priest said earnestly, looking around. While she was distracted, he sprinkled a handful of white powder on the ground of the tent. The white powder dispersed in the air and quickly turned transparent.
He muttered, "Humans and demons have different paths..."
"My wife." When Leng Can was welcomed into the tent, Cong Mo was not there.
"Where's the demon master?"
The soldier said, "The Taoist priest came today to deliver new demon-hunting tools, and the demon master is with the Taoist priest."
"How old are you, Taoist priest?" Leng Can put the lunch box on the table. He could smell a strange smell in his nose, which made him feel thirsty and hot. He quickly poured himself a cup of hot tea.
"Over forty years old."
"That's fine." Leng Can felt relieved and sat on the cushion. He drank a cup of wine, but his thirst was not quenched. He felt a little impatient. "Help me summon the demon master and tell her that I'm here. Tell her to come find me quickly."
"yes."
When the soldiers left, they considerately lowered the curtain. Leng Can was the only one left in the tent. He had not been sitting there for a few minutes when he felt dizzy, as if he had entered a fog. There was a layer of dust in front of his eyes, and he could not see clearly where he was.
The smell at the tip of his nose was even stronger, pungent, and had a hint of acridity, which made him cough continuously.
“Ahem…”
"So strange... What's this smell? Why is it so hot..." Leng Can tugged at his clothes. He felt like he was on fire inside, but his body felt a little cold. The combination of cold and heat made his consciousness even more confused.
What is going on?
Why is this happening?
He wanted to escape from here, but his legs were weak and he couldn't move. He raised his arms with force, grabbed the kettle and poured the water into his mouth. A large amount of water soaked through his clothes, leaving a large area on his chest, but it could neither relieve his thirst nor offset the restlessness in his body.
"Leng Can, what's wrong with you?" The old man also realized that something was wrong. "Why is it like this all of a sudden? No, Leng Can, scales have appeared on your body."
"Are you...revealing your demonic form?"
"What, what, Master..." Leng Can pulled up the clothes that were wet and stuck to his skin, and looked down. Dark scales were faintly visible on his arms. Under the pulled-open clothes, scales also emerged on large areas of fair skin.
"What's going on?"
"Why are you suddenly like this? Spring has passed. Logically, the mating season will not come so quickly." The old man could only look at the scroll from the perspective of Leng Can or Xi, and had no idea what had just happened.
"I smelled a strange smell when I came in." Leng Can collapsed on the table, his expression confused. "Then I felt hot all over and my legs felt weak."
"Could it be that they've tricked you into rutting? Snakes have a hard time taking human form during rutting, and someone wants to harm you." The old man had read a lot of books about snakes and duck monsters in recent days, so he had some understanding of the situation. "Have you revealed your identity to anyone?"
"No, I have been taking medicine well." Leng Can paused for a moment, and the string in his mind completely broke.
This is Cong Mo's tent. Something went wrong here. There is no doubt that it is obvious that Cong Mo is the one who set up the trap.
No wonder Cong Mo suddenly said that she wanted to marry him this morning. It turned out that it was all a test for him. Cong Mo never trusted him. All of this was a scam. It was all to test whether he was a monster. The cat monster said that Cong Mo hated monsters the most, so he must hate him too.
Everything she said last night was false. She lied to him that she liked him, she lied to him about his feelings, and she even tried to lie to him about her body.
But he really treats Cong Mo sincerely.
“Wuwuwu…”
Leng Can lay on the cushion, tears streaming down his eyes.
He shouldn't have trusted Cong Mo so easily and given his true heart to him. He should have thought it through early on. Cong Mo hated monsters, and he was a monster, so how could Cong Mo truly like him?
Seeing his distressed look, the old man hurriedly opened another scroll and shouted, "Qing, hurry to the military camp and bring the medicine box. Leng Can has fallen into the trap."
Yu jumped up from the crowd of flour and patted the flour on his hands, "I know!"
Leng Can covered his chest and pulled his clothes down by the collar. He felt hot all over, as if countless ants were gnawing at his flesh and blood. He couldn't see clearly what was in front of him. His body was floating and he couldn't tell where he was. Large patches of scales appeared on his body, from his chin to his eyebrows, and he couldn't cover them up.
His serpentine form was almost fully revealed.
"Mr. Leng, what's wrong with you?" It happened that Cong Mo had just finished discussing something and returned to the tent. As soon as he came in, he saw Leng Can collapsed on the ground.
Seeing Cong Mo coming, Leng Can felt even more wronged. He just followed his instincts and had long forgotten the resentment he had towards Cong Mo. He opened his arms to Cong Mo, hugged her waist, and kept pushing against her, "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo... It's so hot, why is it so hot, take off, take off... Xiao Mo..."
"What's wrong with you? Why..." Cong Mo stopped asking questions because she saw that at the end of Leng Can's long clothes, there was a long, dark green, thick tail belonging to a snake.
An old man said: "..."
It’s over!
Cong Mo didn't show the disgust he expected. After a moment of surprise, he regained his composure. He naturally picked up Leng Can and placed him on the couch. "I'll go get you..."
Doctors in the human world naturally heal people, so where should she find one who can save monsters?
Cong Mo turned back, noticing the scales clinging to Leng Can's face. He looked worried, "Master Leng, do you know where... there's a doctor who can treat you?"
Leng Can held her hand and regained some of his sanity, "My cousin... will come to save me."
"That's good." Cong Mo pulled his hand away, went to the side to get a towel, wet it with hot water, folded it and placed it on his forehead, "Don't worry, I will be with you until he comes."
The warm towel and Cong Mo's scent eased some of his impatience. Leng Can sobered up a lot and remembered the sorrow and resentment just now. He pushed Cong Mo away and said, "Cong Mo, why do you treat me like this!"
"Huh?" Cong Mo was confused. "You don't like wet towels?"
Without waiting for him to reply, she removed the towel covering his forehead.
Leng Can: “…”
He felt very uncomfortable, and he was even more angry when he saw her incomprehensible dead fish face. He waved at her, and when she came close, he grabbed her neck, pressed her head down, opened his mouth and bit her lips, using force to bite until blood came out. Cong Mo hissed, and the wound was bitten open, but he didn't feel any pain because it was stained with Leng Can's saliva. He was even a little obsessed, so he kissed him deeper.
"Mmmmm...breathe..."
In the end, Leng Can was the first one who couldn't bear it anymore. He was panting, tears in his eyes, and looked at Cong Mo with resentment on his face.
Cong Mo stepped back slightly and asked, "Tell me, how should I treat you?"
"You knew I was a demon a long time ago, right? You drugged me today and let me fall into your trap to test me." Leng Can sobbed, tears and sweat mixed together, "Cong Mo, how could you do this to me?"
"Drug?" Cong Mo frowned. "So what's happening to you now isn't a natural physiological phenomenon. I thought..."
"Of course, why would I be like this if I have nothing to do?" Leng Can pursed his lips and cried even harder, "You lied to me. You told me you liked me last night, but you're like this today. How could you..."
"Stop, you misunderstood." Cong Mo made a hushing gesture against his lips. "I do know that you are a demon, and a dark green snake demon with low cultivation."
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