At that time, I was about three meters away from it, and I could clearly see its movements, and I was highly nervous, so at the moment when the snake just pounced, I almost used all my strength, shouted, turned and ran.

I don't remember what I shouted, anyway, my voice was just to give myself courage, I just ran forward, I didn't care about the snake behind me, I thought, it must be a snake that has become a spirit, it will definitely not let me go, I can only run as far as I can, I must get rid of him.

The road is very muddy, and the heavy rain in the sky does not stop, it is very difficult to run, but fortunately, the speed of this snake is not very fast, no matter how hard I run, it has been following behind my ass, I can't imagine what will happen to be chased by this snake, I have lived for more than 20 years, I never thought that in the end, it was carried into the hands of the snake.

The shoes fell off, I didn't care, I couldn't take care of how many cuts were cut on my feet, I didn't care, I used all the tricks I could use, I chose all the downhill roads, one is easy to run, but I can't run and can slip, but no matter what, I just can't get rid of the snake's tracking.

As I ran, I came to a village that was in ruins, with abandoned houses and buildings everywhere, and even grass on the roofs, but the only consolation was that the roads in the village were all paved with bricks and washed clean by the rain.

I stepped on it, and the snake climbed up after me, but as soon as the snake came up, I immediately noticed that something was wrong, because as soon as the snake got on this road, it was able to fly.

"****, a flying snake spirit."

As soon as my legs went limp, I fell to the ground and never had the courage to run anymore.

Because, no matter how much I run, my speed can never catch up with a flying snake, and I feel that death is approaching, and I can even see the snake open its bloody mouth.

Suddenly, my hand touched something, and at this moment, I had no time to see what it was, and when I raised my hand, the snake that flew up was a slap in the face, and by feeling, I knew that I had hit, and at the same time I could see clearly that what I was holding in my hand was a table leg.

The snake fluttered on the ground a few times, and was about to fly, and when I saw that the signs were wrong, I didn't run away at this time, but when to wait.

As soon as I turned around, I changed my path and ran towards the sky, and soon I ran into the field, and I was completely out of choice when I got here, because I found that even the path in the field was covered with a thick layer of bricks.

The snake, unsurprisingly chasing after it again, I shook the table leg in my hand, and suddenly, I felt something very wrong, what about the leg? What about the legs?

My day, it turned out, I don't know when, the table leg was gone.

I didn't bother with where it had fallen, because I didn't have time, the snake had already come to me, and as soon as I turned around, I ran into the field.

As soon as I got to the field, I was completely speechless, because as soon as I stepped down, I was sucked tightly, and alas, I forgot that the field that had rained heavily was the softest, because it was like a puddle of silt, which could hold your feet tightly and make you unable to extricate yourself.

It seems that the heavens are going to kill me, and these words appear in my heart.

I sat down on the ground as soon as I got my buttocks, and the snake followed, and he stood quietly in front of me, and I could feel that this was the hunter admiring the prey that was about to come, and the most ridiculous thing for me was that the snake was the hunter, and I was the prey.

Suddenly, under the snake, I saw a rusty long knife, I seemed to see hope at once, without thinking about it, immediately pounced, the snake did not expect that I would fight back, it out of instinct, dodged back, just this dodge, I have already got the long knife.

Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, I went up and slashed down, this time the snake did not dodge, I cut it in two, at this time even I did not arrive, I actually killed it so easily, I was afraid that it would be resurrected, and made up two more knives, until I saw it stop shaking, then I took a long breath.

I pulled my leg out of the mud, returned to the path, patted the little heart that was about to jump out, still palpitating, I couldn't help but want to look back again to confirm, but I didn't expect that this time, I actually saw that the snake that died on the ground turned into a little uncle.

Next to the little uncle, I don't know when the grandfather appeared, and next to the grandfather, there is another person, this person is something I can't imagine anyway, because he turned out to be a dead "cigarette bag pot".

The two of them were looking at me with resentment at this time, I was so big, I had never seen my grandfather have such a scary look, I panicked, and shouted loudly: "It's not me, it's not me, it's really not me......"

But the cigarette pouch and pot on the side didn't care about my shouting, he came over, grabbed my neck, and shouted: "I want you to pay for your life, I want you to pay for your life......"

"Grandpa, grandpa, you listen to me, you listen to me......"

Then, I felt that the hand holding my neck was gradually exerting force, and I could no longer breathe, let alone speak, and I slapped this arm vigorously, hoping that he would give me a chance to explain, but this arm was so energetic, he was like a big tree, and I couldn't shake it at all.

I used all my strength and shouted, "It's not me ......"

I don't know if this sound came out or not, because, I saw that the grandfather stretched out his palm and slapped me in the face.

"Bang", the crisp sound came into my ears, and at the same time my face was also hot and painful, I slowly opened my eyes, only to find that I was still in this room, the old man was sitting at the head of my bed, looking at me with a concerned face.

It turned out that everything just now was just a dream.

"Kid, are you alright?" The old man asked kindly.

"No, it's fine." I rubbed my numb cheeks and responded vaguely.

The old man looked at me like this, laughed twice, and said to me, "Child, if I hadn't slapped you just now, you wouldn't know when you would wake up." ”

Before I could reply, he wiped the sweat from my head again, and I realized that my hair was soaked and covered with sweat, and it was like I had been drenched in heavy rain.

The bed was also a mess, the quilt on my body was kicked to the ground by me, the pillow didn't know where I threw it, the quilt was wrapped in a mess on my body, and my neck, but I pinched several red handprints by myself, I looked at the horrific scene in front of me, and I was afraid for a while, if it weren't for the old man's big mouth, I felt that I would die in a dream.

I took a deep breath, calmed my nerves, and asked the old man, "...... me What's wrong with me? ”