Upstairs is a relatively traditional garden courtyard design, with many colorful snakes hanging among the pavilions.
Blue-glandular coral snake, white flower snake, turtle-shell flower snake...there are rare and common venomous snakes, as well as those allowed by laws and regulations.
The sight of the clouds makes one's scalp numb, but fortunately the venomous snake's range of activities is enclosed by glass, so visitors will not have close contact with the poison while walking.
Just as he was thinking about it, Jing He, who was walking at the front, suddenly started to scream.
"Hey! There are snakes here, don't come close!"
Aroused by the shouting, the venomous snakes originally hanging on the trees stood up straight and made preparations for attack.
Yun Tuan looked closely and saw that the scales on the snake on the ground were lighter in color and more yellowish. It was as thin as a finger but very slender.
"Corn snakes are not poisonous, but they eat meat, so don't mess with them."
As soon as I finished speaking, the corn snake was picked up by a skinny hand.
"Hahaha, Xiaobai only bites mice. If you don't step on it, it won't be hurt." The slender corn snake coiled obediently on the back of the old man's hand, and even used its small head to rub the skin covered with age spots. The old man's beard and hair are gray, combed meticulously, and energetic.
With just one glance, the clouds retreated behind Jing Yu.
"My little friend, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you have completely changed your appearance." Mr. Zhao put the snake in his chest pocket, with a fairy-like air and kind and soft eyes.
Yun Tuan pointed at himself, "Do you recognize me?"
Mr. Zhao paused for a moment and looked at Yun Tuan carefully for a while, "I thought children are forgetful, but upon closer inspection it's not the case. It turns out that all the changes happened and I forgot them all. But it doesn't matter, I suffered a lot in my early years.
There will be endless blessings from now on.”
Yun Tuan wanted to know the reason, but Mr. Zhao had already skipped the topic and looked at Jing Yu.
"I have roughly selected what you want, but I still let this little friend do it. She is familiar with it."
Mr. Zhao turned around and led the way. He walked lightly and was much more powerful than all the young people.
"Old Zhao, you still don't admit that you have special powers. You don't need to contact us every time we come over. You even have everything ready. This is at least a remote mind-reading skill!"
Jinghe looked at the poisonous snakes and talked about them all the way.
"If you talk nonsense again, Xiaobai won't be able to listen anymore." Mr. Zhao turned around and motioned for Yun Tuan to follow.
The clouds were very thick, and she didn't feel any familiarity with this person. She glanced at the Jing brothers, then followed the old man and entered the storage room first.
The storage room is brightly lit, with a strong scent of sandalwood blowing towards your nostrils. The bookshelf is embedded in the wall, and there is a bamboo curtain on the surface to protect it from dust.
The bracelet on my wrist is no longer hot and has finally settled down.
"It's normal not to be familiar with it. In these years, no one stays the same." Old Zhao opened a bamboo curtain, "You pick some talisman papers and go. There are still blank ones over there. Bring some cinnabar and go back to practice. When you encounter
You can also take more precautions against dirt."
Yun Tuan touched the yellow paper and twisted it lightly with her fingers - this touch was much more delicate than those on the market, and she was indeed somewhat familiar with it.
She tilted her head and was about to ask.
Mr. Zhao lowered his head and teased his pet snake, "What others say is definitely not your memory. Don't worry, it will wake up at the right time."
"But what I want to ask..."
"No, there is no need to mention things that have disappeared."
Yun Tuan's eyelids twitched, and the veins on his forehead were slightly exposed, "I'll just take these, and they will pay for the expenses."
Mr. Zhao suddenly chuckled, "My little friend's temper is better than before."
Yun Tuan nodded, "Thank you for the compliment."
"Don't hesitate, keep moving forward, and you will find a turning point. I, Lao Zhao, will stop here."