There was a chill in those red eyes that flashed the moment I turned around. I instinctively felt a chill down my spine and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead. Those eyes are very vicious and familiar, and as long as you look at them, you will never forget them.

That familiar feeling suddenly appeared in my mind, after such a toss just now, coupled with the suffocating oppression of the fog in this rainforest, my brain was already dizzy, and even saving Qin Feng just now was in a trance. At this time, I suddenly became extremely conscious, and the fear that came up from the bottom of my heart will never forget it for the rest of my life.

There are many snakes in Sichuan, as long as people who have lived here, they have basically seen it. Especially in those places where the humidity is extremely heavy and the bamboo forests are dense, there is basically a poisonous snake under two or three bamboos, but most of them are finger-thick bamboo leaf green and silver snakes, and the locals will hook out of their hibernation holes in winter and kill them to drink and eat. But there are also some snakes that people are afraid to touch.

If I'm not mistaken, those eyes just now are the eyes of a snake, and they are a snake that walks on the dragon. When I was a child, it wasn't as developed as it is now, and many places were still hills, with dense bamboo forests on them. That year, I was at my grandfather's house, and at night I went up the mountain with the little boy in the village to steal buds planted by other people's families. There were no snacks for us to eat in those days, and when the buds were just ripe, we would peel off the outer skin and throw them in the fire to roast, and if we were lucky, we would find some honey and spread it on the browned buds, and I thought it was delicious at that time. Our half-grown boys didn't feel scared either, and slipped out at ten o'clock in the evening and went up the hill behind the village. To go to the bud valley, we had to go through the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain, and although the old people warned us not to enter the bamboo forest at night, no one cared about it at this time. A group of people frolicked and went in.

At night, the bamboo forest will be foggy, and the bamboo leaves on the ground are wet, and I haven't walked far, and my shoes and pants are already soaked, and it is particularly uncomfortable to stick to my body. Blown by the cloudy wind of this night, we also felt cold on our bodies, and we were scared by the moon, and it was dark everywhere, and we couldn't tell the difference between left and right. Suddenly, I heard a guy next to me shouting in a panic, "Snakes, lots of snakes." The bamboo leaves on the ground suddenly resounded a series of swishing sounds, and they rang around us. At this time, we were really frightened, we couldn't care about anything else, screamed and ran away, I immediately panicked, these people grew up by this bamboo forest, familiar with the road, no matter how scared, you can find a way out, and I am the first time to come, where do I know how to get out. At this time, there is a series of bamboo leaves around the feet, and it feels like stepping on a minefield, and I don't know which foot can step on a snake. Looking around again, there was no one running, and there was a faint exclamation in the distance. At this time, I didn't dare to stay where I was, so I ran all the way in the direction of the sound, and behind me was the sound of a group of snakes crawling.

I had no sense of direction now, and I didn't know where to run, so I just circled around this bamboo forest. After running for more than 20 minutes, I sat down on the ground with my tired ass, my breathing sound was like a torn bellows, and it was impossible to think about it after sitting down, and my legs were shaking like cramps, and I had no strength at all.

I listened around and didn't hear the urging sound anymore, and I felt a lot more at ease. But when I looked around in the faint moonlight, I was completely devastated. I sat on a small mound, like a grave bag, and four or five meters away from me, a group of snakes surrounded me, and surrounded me to death. Each one raised its neck and stared at me with a letter spitting out, a large patch of flowers. I shrank my feet in panic and tried to stay away from the snakes as much as possible, but when I turned around, I saw a large number of snakes spitting letters behind me, all looking directly at me. At this time, I already felt the breath of death, not to mention the venom of these snakes, even if every snake bit me, I could be bitten into a hole.

Suddenly, the group of snakes retreated, about a meter away, and when I saw it, I was immediately happy, don't they dare to approach here? Then I'll stay here until dawn, and someone will definitely come to my rescue. Children's thoughts are often simple, and when I think about it now, I don't think that those retreating snakes are more out of fear, they are all lying on the ground, without the arrogance of looking at their prey just now, I even feel that they are trembling.

Before I could breathe my breath, there was a horrific scene. I don't know when, a brown snake appeared in front of me, the thickness of my forearm, less than half a meter away from me. What frightened me even more was that the snake was floating in the air, not crawling on the ground, with a pair of hideous fins on its neck and a bulging blood bag on top of its head.

What is this, a snake that flies and has fins? Is that a flying snake? I wanted to stand up, but my legs didn't react at all, and the snake was still looking at me gloomily, and its brown eyes suddenly grew bigger and darker. I breathe with a feeling of oppression now, and I look at the scene in front of me with a look of horror. My grandmother, is this snake a sperm? I've heard old people say before that snakes are spiritual, and they all practice in the mountains, and they will eventually turn into dragons. But how do I know this now, and suddenly with a thud, the letter spit out by the snake slashed across the tip of my nose, and I immediately felt a cold and bloody smell. I hurriedly looked up, and at this time, the snake's eyes had turned red, red like blood, full of resentment and coldness. I took one look and passed out.

I slept for two days and two nights, and in my dreams I was always staring at the flying snake, and those red eyes made my heart hairy, but no matter how I ran, I always looked up and saw it. I cried and ran all the way, I don't know how long, and finally I couldn't get up on the ground, and I woke up.

I thought I was going to die, but when I opened my eyes and saw my grandfather, I instantly felt a sense of peace of mind, and my grandfather angrily raised his hand to give me a mouthful, but in the end he couldn't do it and held me in his arms.

As for how I survived, my grandfather didn't say a word, and finally my grandfather told me that it was a teng snake, the king of snakes, and the bulging red envelope on the snake's head had dragon horns inside, and when they cultivated to a certain extent, the dragon horns would burst through the red envelopes and grow. That night, except for me, the rest of the four people died, and their bodies were all covered with snake-bitten holes, and they were all blue-black.

This incident left a huge shadow on me, and I didn't dare to go to my grandfather's house until my grandfather died.