Chapter 23: The Endless Source of Serpents

This is really money that can make ghosts grind, and the village chief's introduction is obviously much more detailed and patient than the last time he faced Fang Jun.

Fang Jun didn't say a word, just looked around, and the only thing he felt was that there were really enough snakes in this village, and he couldn't even describe it with much, but the whole house, on the walls, and on the door beams, were all snakes.

The snake gall bladder exposed to the sun in the sieve, the snake skin hanging on the wall, and the fishy smell of the snake meat cut into pieces with the wind and dust.

The snake seems to have been tightly tied to a qiē in this village.

Life and death depend on each other, and fate coexists.

"There are so many snakes in this village. Fang Jun couldn't help but open his mouth.

The village chief nodded, but there was pride in his tone, "Of course, our Liujia Village has been blessed by the snake god for hundreds of years, think about it, in the mountains in this wilderness, there is always an inexhaustible supply of snakes, isn't this a gift from God?"

It's the snake god again.

Fang Jun rolled his eyes, and his words were not speculative for more than half a sentence.

The three of them followed suit, and the village chief introduced some of the things that were not, although Su Yawen agreed with it, his eyes were looking around the village.

As Fang Jun said, there are surprisingly many snakes in this village, but in his own opinion, this is not so simple, and it is even flooded, and the dense snake gall snake skin snake letter made goosebumps fall all over his body.

"Village chief, who are these people? Following the voice, it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who walked over from a distance, barefoot and black, wiping the sweat on his face, "Today's harvest is good!"

Looking at the bamboo pole in the child's hand, Su Yawen and Fang Jun gasped unconsciously, and at the top of the bamboo pole, dozens of snakes of different lengths were tied, all of which were already dead, hanging straight on the stick.

Sure enough, it is inexhaustible, this dense snake has hundreds in a village, what is the concept of hundreds, how many snake mothers on the mountain are producing day and night, to meet the greedy needs of the villagers in this village?

Snakes are not like insects, and the inversion is endless, but the snakes here seem to be copied and pasted, without restraint.

Hesitating, the three of them walked towards the other side of the village.

"What is the village chief? Walking through a clearing, Su Yawen's eyes were drawn to a wasteland in the distance.

It was not the same as this house, the distance looked like a child being embraced, and in the open space on the ground floor, more than a dozen holes were exposed to the sun, and there was no grass around them, and few people passed by.

It seems that all people avoid it.

The village chief glanced in Su Yawen's direction, carelessly, "Oh, it was originally a place to draw water in our village, but then the water dried up, and it became a grave, and the dead were buried there, which is very unlucky." ”

Su Yawen froze, "Then we ......"

"No!" The village chief was categorical, and the smile he was still hanging just now quickly turned cold, "This is the forbidden land of our village, don't say that you outsiders, everyone in our village has rules, unless the dead in the family go to worship on April 5, they are not allowed to go at other times, you want to break the rules of our village?"

Looking at the village chief's murderous eyes, Su Yawen gasped and hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, if you don't go, you won't go, I'll just ask......"

"There are ghosts. Fang Jun stood behind him and leaned into Su Yawen's ear and muttered.