Uncover the mystery of ghost marriage in Snake Village: Snake Wife

There is a long chair, and the swaying light tubes on the roof are shining with white light. The sky outside the house is still dark. This is March, and daylight always comes late in Qiandian area. A box of paint is placed on the table side.

Fang Jun took off his coat and lay down on the chair.

He himself still doesn't understand why when Alan said that he wanted to copy a snake for the wound on his back, he agreed to this ridiculous request after thinking about it.

"It's not a sashimi, I just painted it with paint. If you don't like it, you can wash it off. It's no big deal." Looking at Fang Jun's serious expression, Alan felt a lot more relaxed.

The first is the ink-colored thin pencil.

When the pen tip touched the wound on Fang Jun's back, the cold pen tip and the sudden pain from the wound made Fang Jun's body tremble suddenly.

"It's so boring. I actually allowed you to do this kind of thing. I really don't know what I was thinking just now." Fang Jun wanted to get up, but Alan pushed him down. Fang Jun turned his head to look at Alan, "Alan Girl, stop making trouble..."

Alan's fingers lightly pressed on Fang Jun's neck, and the hand holding the pencil moved lightly and gracefully, and the pair of eyes under the light were smiling, walking on Alan's back, "Since you have agreed , don’t bring such remorse, could it be that you are also a person like Yu Yan, and you don’t count your words?”

It sounds ridiculous, but it's not a big deal.

Alan's words just now ignited the doubts in his heart, and also made him have a bold guess about the wound that could not heal for a long time.

Maybe, this is really the... curse?

"Brother Fang, let me ask a question." Alan adjusted the paint with his hands, his movements were elegant and slow, and the faint tone in his voice seemed to have the magic power of ecstasy, "Do you think the story I told you is true? How much is false?"

Alan suddenly said such a sentence, but Fang Jun didn't know how to speak, "Why do you ask this carefully?"

"Actually, when I heard this story since I was a child, I still have many problems that I can't figure out," said Fang Jun, who seemed to be chatting plainly, but Fang Jun felt that every sentence and even every word of Alan had hidden secrets, so he raised his vigilance unknowingly.

The pencil in his hand slowly touched the wound again, and the black paint snaked along the human skin from the neck to the spine, and with just one stroke, the prototype of a winding snake had already been drawn.

"Why did A Duo appear in the snake forest? Why did Luo Cheng and A Duo live in the snake den for so long without thinking of leaving Mangyuan Village? Who were those people who suddenly appeared? And who sent them? Luo Cheng Why didn't you want to tell A Duo who those people were? Why didn't those people kill A Duo? Wouldn't it be equivalent to leaving evidence? Even if A Duo didn't know who the mastermind was, at least he could confess the murderer. Why didn't he Do that?"

Alan's series of questions made Fang Jun unable to answer. He was not even ready, and he hadn't even heard Alan's words clearly.

In the tone that seemed to be just chatting with friends, Fang Jun felt an invisible strangeness and gloomy oppression, and he couldn't breathe.

Seeing that Fang Jun didn't speak, Alan continued to ask, "How did Yu Yan enter Mangyuan Village? What does he do in Mangyuan Village every day? Why doesn't he even let a pregnant woman go? Even...is there really such a person?"

Alan's questions became more and more pointed, and they even began to completely deny the first story he told!

If the first story was false, why did Alan say it in the first place? If the first story was true, then... what is she doing now?

"Brother Fang," A Duo suddenly leaned down slowly and approached Fang Jun's ear, his breath softly touched Fang Jun's eardrum, "Do you know that humans and snakes can give birth..."