In the extended expanse of the line of sight, the trees in the forest stood tall into the clouds, with densely packed leaves seemingly intending to block out the sky. The gentle sunlight seeped through the fragmented rays filtering through the leaves, casting a delicate silhouette upon the body.

The towering and robust trees seemed to reach the sky, with even the tiny cracks on their trunks appearing as wide gaps to Shen Qing.

He slowly turned his eyeballs, looking at the unfamiliar scene in front of him. His gaze finally settled on the stem in front of him, which was the stem of grass. It was a dense clump of grass, but strangely, all these grasses were taller than him, resembling trees of the normal size he was familiar with.

- It's not that he has become smaller, but rather that the world has become larger.

Shen Qing never expected that, after waking up from his sleep, he would be faced with such earth-shattering changes. He clearly remembers falling asleep in his dormitory, but now, in reality, what lies before him is an enlarged world of vegetation.

Shen Qing was so shocked by everything before his eyes that it took him a while to react.

Tsk.

Is he still dreaming?

The grass suddenly trembled, casting a shadow over the sun that had just spilled down. A large wooden stick brushed aside the grass in front of Shen Qing, and a massive man with pitch-black eyes caught sight of him.

So large that one foot could crush him to death.

He had neatly coiled black hair, wearing a short jacket commonly seen on ancient farmers, and holding a wooden stick in his hand.

Shen Qing felt his heart leap into his throat, his body tensing up like a taut bowstring. He instinctively stood up, his heartbeat pounding like a drum.

"Haha, it's not in vain that I've wasted so much time. I have finally found you."

The voice, bold and hoarse, sounded as if it had been soaked in water, making it unclear but resonating uncomfortably with Shen Qing.

His heart shook with pain, and fear grew inside him. He couldn't help but want to escape, but his body was uncontrollably twisting and turning. He could not feel his own hands, he could not feel his own feet.

What, what, what's going on?!

What's going on, what's going on!

He stared at the giant, and he saw the man drop the wooden stick and raise the wooden luo held in his other hand -- the large opening of the wooden luo was facing him, as if it would cover him in the next moment.

Men want to hold on to themselves.

Run!

Escape!

Quickly escape!

This idea exploded in his mind, and fear reached its apex. Finally, his body moved as he slowly stepped back. In the eyes of the giant farmer, Shen Qing finally saw his own reflection.

- It was a little emerald green snake.

Green as emerald, translucent and beautiful like a green jewel.

Shen Qing transformed into a snake, a small one approximately as thick as a man's index finger.

And the man in front of her wanted to catch it.

He seemed to have just happened to come across it, because the tool in his hand was definitely not intended for snake-catching. It was a very beautiful snake, unlike other green snakes that resembled leaves. Its green was like a warm and transparent gemstone, deep green and untainted.

Shen Qing kept retreating, her supple body flowing smoothly like water, silently gliding past.

The man approached it slowly, holding a wooden rod.

Get lost! Shen Qing couldn't hold on any longer as her nerves were on the verge of collapsing. She opened her mouth and shouted.

Hiss—the green snake raised its head and emitted a threatening signal.

This made Shen Qing realize once again that he had turned into a snake!

Terrified to the extreme, coupled with his naturally aggressive temperament, anger finally overpowered fear. Its eyes filled with coldness, and its irritable emotions flooded its brain. The little snake coiled up its body, stood upright, and spat out a bright red snake tongue at the farmer.

The farmer saw it show signs of wanting to attack and indeed stopped in its tracks. He held up the wooden stick, a hint of struggle appearing on his face, but it lasted only an instant. In the next second, the man gritted his teeth and brought down the wooden stick onto it.

Shen Qing's upper body reflexively jerked up, and he opened his mouth towards the farmer—only to collide with the bamboo wall of the wooden enclosure.

"Ouch!" he groaned in pain.

Ah ah ah, damn little bitch!

The fear receded, replaced by a surge of anger filling Shen Qing's mind. Slapping its tail repeatedly, Shen Qing hissed and continuously spewed venom, its eyes turning bloodshot in the darkness.

As Shen Qing thought fiercely, "Wait for me to come out—wait for me to come out..." But after thinking for a long while, he still couldn't figure out what he should do when he came out. He didn't know if he was poisoned or not. What should he do if he ended up biting someone to death?

Shen Qing, who is upright and thriving, had no intention of hurting anyone, but never could have imagined that if she couldn't escape, her only fate would be a dead end or being sold as a pet.

"Ah!"

The voice of the farmer suddenly exploded, catching Shen Qing's attention.

What happened...?

"The guy over there, why do you walk so silently? Suddenly standing behind me scared me to death!" The loud farmer expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Sorry, I noticed you were catching snakes and didn't want to disturb you," a deep and resonant husky voice sounded. It was magnetic and alluring, with a hint of a refreshing charm, making people feel that listening to this voice was a kind of enjoyment. "Can I buy this snake from you?"

The man's voice made Shen Qing's heart itch, and her entire body felt numb, as if she was a cat basking in the sun, comfortably stretched out.

Shen Qing lightly flicked the tip of his tail and attentively listened to the sounds outside.

Originally, I was planning to catch and sell it. If you want it, little brother, you can just take it," the farmer said with a smile, quoting a price.

"Consider the surplus as Laozi's money."

"Sigh, Cheng."

Sigh... This guy's voice is really pleasant to listen to.

Shen Qing curled up into a ball and blinked drowsily until she heard the sound of someone leaving outside before she realized that she had just been sold.

......

Damn it, Shen Qing, you pig-brained fool!

Shen Qing angrily swung his whip, mentally berating himself, but his attention was focused on the outside, waiting for the person outside to lift the curtain so he could seize the opportunity to escape.

"Alright, come out."

Shen Qing waited for a long time but Lou Zi never showed up. Feeling puzzled, he heard the man outside speak again.

Huh?

Is there someone else?

Shen Qing muttered to himself in his heart, hoping that things outside would be finished quickly so he could stir up trouble for him.

"The fact that my cultivation of two hundred years can still be pinched by someone is truly disgraceful." The man chuckled lightly, his words exuding a sense of satisfaction.

"......Hee-haw——" What?

Shen Qing remained stunned for a while before comprehending the meaning behind the man's words - Two hundred years of cultivation? Could it be that he is actually a monster? A snake demon?

Oh, impressive.

I must be dreaming.

Shen Qingmu lay on the ground, wanting to cos as a salted fish that had lost its dreams.

Damn it, turns out I was just daydreaming all along!

Moreover, this dream was so vivid, he almost took it for real.

Louzi finally opened up to someone, and sunlight fell on Shen Qing's body again. Shen Qing moved her head, blinked her eyes, readjusted to the light outside, and then saw the figure in front of her.

A man with silver threads adorning his head came into view.

The man had a sharp and angular face, with deep facial features. Under the two silver sword-like eyebrows were a pair of phoenix eyes, slightly upturned at the corners, which looked somewhat enticing. Currently, a hint of an unrestrained smile adorned his thin lips, as he appraised him with great interest.