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Fang Jun didn't say a word but just looked and walked around in a circle. The only thing he felt was that there were so many snakes in this village. It couldn't even be described in terms of how many. Instead, there were all snakes outside the house, on the walls, and on the door beams.

It's a snake.

The exposed snake gallbladder in the sieve, the snake skin hanging on the wall, and the pieces of snake meat cut into pieces gave off a fishy smell along with the dust.

Snakes seem to be closely linked to everything in this village.

Life and death depend on each other, and destiny depends on each other.[

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

The village chief nodded, but his tone was proud, "Of course, our Liujia Village has been blessed by the snake god for hundreds of years. Think about it, in this mountain in the wilderness, there is always an endless supply of snakes.

The inexhaustible snake, what is this if not a gift from God?”

Another snake god.

Fang Jun rolled his eyes and said more than half a sentence.

The three of them followed suit, and the village chief introduced some of them. Although Su Yawen agreed, his eyes were looking around the village.

As Fang Jun said, there are surprisingly many snakes in this village, but in my opinion, it is no longer as simple as being too many, and it is even a disaster. The dense snake gallbladder, snake skin, and snake skin make my body goosebumps.

All over the place.

"Village Chief, who are these people?" Looking at the voice, a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old walked over from a distance, barefoot and with a dark face, wiping the sweat on his face, "Today

A good harvest!”

Looking at the bamboo pole in the child's hand, Su Yawen and Fang Jun took a breath of air without realizing it. Dozens of snakes of different lengths were tied to the top of the bamboo pole. All of them were dead and hanging straight up.

on a stick.

Sure enough, there is an inexhaustible supply of these densely packed snakes. Visually, there are hundreds of snakes in a village. What is the concept of hundreds? How many snake mothers are there on the mountain behind to give birth day and night to satisfy the needs of this village?

Are the villagers so greedy in demand?

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

After hesitating, the three people walked towards the other side of the village.

"Where is the village chief?" Walking through an open space, Su Yawen's eyes were attracted to a wasteland in the distance.

It is completely different from this house. The place in the distance looks like a child being embraced. In the open space on the ground floor, there are more than a dozen holes exposed to the sun. There is no grass growing around it, and few people pass by.

Everyone seems to be avoiding it.

The village chief glanced in Su Yawen's direction and said casually, "Oh, that was originally the place where our village drew water. Later, when the water dried up, it became a graveyard, and the dead were buried there. It's very unlucky."

Su Yawen composed himself, "Then let's..."

"No!" the village chief said resolutely, and the smile that was hanging on his face quickly cooled down, "This is a forbidden area in our village, not to mention outsiders like you. People in our village have rules, unless someone dies in the house on April 5th.

You are not allowed to go there except for worship. Do you want to break the rules of our village?"

Looking at the village chief's murderous eyes, Su Yawen took a breath of air and waved his hands quickly, "No, no, I won't go if I don't go. I just asked..."
Chapter completed!