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

Why is it still there? Isn’t this what was painted on!

Fang Jun tremblingly stretched out his hand to stroke the colored lines on his back, and suddenly rubbed vigorously as if going crazy, but it didn't seem to fade even a little bit, and his skin was flushed red from rubbing!

More and more frightened, the hands swaying wildly on the back turned into claws, and the nails scratched desperately on the back, getting redder and redder, and bright red blood marks were densely intertwined along the back.

However, the pattern remained unchanged.

"How could this happen, how could this happen!" Fang Jun looked at the bright snake pattern behind him and became even more frightened. He felt as if he was being held tightly by his hands and he couldn't breathe. On the face!

I must have hallucinations, I must be too tired...

Fang Jun couldn't believe his eyes at all, he raised his head slowly, stared at his back with wide eyes, how he wished what he saw was an illusion, but everything was so real, even as smooth as colorful Paint skins are so real!

"Is this the curse of the snake god?" Fang Jun said to himself with trembling lips, "Isn't this all sensational? How did it develop to the present... No, I have to find out!"

Fang Jun turned around abruptly, but the hand that had just touched the doorknob retracted like an electric shock!

Just now I was just emotional after seeing the snake pattern, but I must be a policeman, and it took only a moment to lose control. However, when he touched the doorknob, Fang Jun, a policeman, had already recovered his rationality.

can not say!

When Alan was drawing pictures for himself just now, whether it was brushes or inks, he found them randomly in the room, and they were not brought by the other party at all. Obviously, this matter has nothing to do with Alan, and Alan just performed the curse unintentionally. It's just a process.

And if you say it yourself, I'm afraid it will put pressure on Alan instead.

Fang Jun took a deep breath and stood up straight again, looking at his back in the mirror. Under Alan's brilliant brushwork, the sudden wound accompanied by this pattern was exactly the same as the real one, especially the blood-red eyes. How does Jun feel that he seems to have known each other...

Thump, thump, stirrup.

The knock on the door interrupted Fang Jun's thoughts, and Alan's voice outside the door preemptively said, "Brother Fang, you should still be inside."

Asking knowingly, Fang Jun didn't know what Alan was going to say. He took a towel and wrapped his body around his body, then pressed the handle but didn't continue. He frowned slightly, "I'm here, what's wrong."

"I didn't fall asleep just now," Alan said in a hesitant voice without seeing his expression. "So I was going to find you just now, but I seemed to hear you talking to someone else, and the content of your conversation was a bit..."

Fang Jun interrupted without waiting for Alan to finish speaking, "Miss Alan, what do you want to say?"

There was only one door away, but it separated the two people as rigidly as heaven and earth. Fang Jun pressed the handle and did not let go, listening to the subtle voice of the woman on the other side of the door.

Alan bit his lip, "Brother, are you leaving here?"

"Yes." I don't know why Alan asked this suddenly, Fang Jun nodded without hesitation, "I was on vacation, but..."

"Take me away!"