Chapter 163: The Snake Wife of Python Source Village
Chapter 163: The Snake Wife of Python Source Village
Fang Jun's body trembled, although he was silent for a moment, he did not deny it, and his voice said, "I know." ”
Sure enough.
Alan wasn't sure if he wanted to tell another story, a legend that had been circulating in Python Village since his mother's death.
The women of the village said that the mother was a snake wife.
Alan didn't know what the real snake wife was, and he wouldn't have believed it before, the village was not big, and the parents of those women after tea and dinner were short, and the rumors had obviously changed their taste in the end, and they had already changed beyond recognition in their ears.
I remember that when I was very young, Aunt Gen told me that the snake wife was the woman of the snake.
At that time, I was only seven or eight years old, and I didn't know the weirdness and horror behind this sentence, but I simply thought that snakes were just animals, but those who watched the people in the village go up to the snake forest and the bundles of corpses in the basket after they came down from the snake forest, how could it have anything to do with women, in fact, now Alan recalls the legend of his mother, but there is a lot of confusion behind the sigh.
If it weren't for the situation in the snake cave, Alan would have already sealed this story in the dust, if it weren't for the fact that the wound on Fang Jun's body now fits his dream, and Fang Jun is the person who can save himself in his dream, Alan would not have decided to tell this legend.
After all, a legend is a legend, three points true and seven points false, or three points false and seven points true.
"Brother Fang, you are really well-informed," Alan was not surprised by Fang Jun's answer, she already knew that Fang Jun was not ignorant of snake species, and the pen was already sketching on her back, "I didn't expect you to know this legend so clearly." ”
"Why are you asking me this question all of a sudden. Alan's cold questioning aroused Fang Jun's suspicions.
"Actually, there is a legend about Ah Duo that has been circulating in Python Source Village," Alan said with a smile, "This story is not told by Wangfu Daddy, but by the women of the village when I grew up." ”
In the words, Fang Jun seemed to notice something, and pushed the boat down the river, "Yes, I am very happy to listen to your story now, and now of course I am listening to it, but I am very curious, what does this story have to do with the birth of a human snake?"
Alain didn't reply, just said quietly, "If I sue you...... I'm a child born of Ah Duo and a snake, do you believe it or not?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Jun's fierce reaction suddenly caught Alan off guard, Fang Jun turned around, and already turned around and grabbed Alan holding the pen's arm, and a pair of eyes pierced Alan like a sharp knife, "What did you say." ”
With a flick of the brush, the inky paint traces a speckled arc on the ground.
The four eyes were facing each other, different from Fang Jun's sharp eyes like a blade, Alan was only taken aback by Fang Jun's sudden big move, but the eyes in those pupils did not change in the slightest, and he looked directly at Fang Jun.
It was a pair of eyes with a hook.
It was this look, this kind of eyes that made a man's heart flutter, when Fang Jun lit the candle and saw Alan for the first time, these eyes deeply attracted Fang Jun's attention, frowning and raising his hands, the demon that emanated from his bones.
Fang Jun suspected that Alan was a snake man from the beginning, because this look was similar to Ah Nian's, but ......
After staring at each other for a few seconds, Alain burst out laughing.
"Look at you, I'll make a joke with you, your reaction is quite big," Alain smiled and gently broke the fingers holding his wrist, and continued to play with the color wheel in his hand as if nothing happened, "If I were a snake, I would have eaten you by now." ”
Fang Jun didn't speak, his eyes gradually retracted as he looked at Alain, and he lay back on the bench. Alan's faint voice floated again, "You still haven't listened to the story?"