This thatched hut in the woods seemed to be built a long time ago.

There were mold spots on the wooden door frame and it was rotten, and several fungus grew in the corner.

There was a candlelight just now, but no one replied after calling twice.

I looked inside through the crack in the door.

There were several large pottery jars on the ground in the house, and a broken porcelain bowl was placed on the table, and there were pairs of chopsticks beside the bowl. It seemed that someone was having a meal just now.

"No one? Have you gone out and got rid of your hands?"

I was about to withdraw my gaze, but at this moment...

A yellow eye suddenly appeared in the crack of the door, staring at me coldly!

It was too close to me, and my pupils showed a vertical line, staring at me motionlessly, like the eyes of a poisonous snake!

I was startled, turned on the flashlight to shine the door, gasped and shouted, "I passed by! No malice! Come find someone!"

At this time, the candlelight in the thatched hut was extinguished.

In addition to the whistling sound of wind, there seemed to be a "hiss...hiss" sound around, as if many snakes were spitting out letters.

Listening to the slight sound of hissing, I held a flashlight in one hand and a bamboo pole in the other, subconsciously swallowing two saliva.

One or two minutes later.

The broken wooden door of the hut creaked...it opened it by itself.

"Is anyone?"

The shouting from afar was not answered. I gritted my teeth and entered the house with a tough time. I worked so hard to find this place, so I had to go in and see. There must be someone in the house, otherwise the door would not open by itself.

Carrying a bag, walk into the house carefully.

It's very shady and very wet.

I felt something behind me, and I suddenly turned around!

It was an old lady with disheveled hair, barefoot and lowered her head, standing there motionless.

"Hello, Auntie..."

"You, are you a snake girl in Zhanghu?"

This is a person. I keep telling myself not to be afraid, but I still stutter when I speak.

I shine her face with a flashlight.

The next second, the old lady slowly raised her head.

Her face looked like a piece of white paper, her eyes were turbid, and she looked dark yellow. There were a large patch of age spots on her forehead. I don’t know if it was because of the fever, both sides of her mouth were rotten, and there was a serious problem with the flow of yellow water.

Mouth corner inflammation.

I realized that it was impolite to use flashlight to illuminate people's faces, so I quickly removed the flashlight.

The white-faced old lady raised her head and her dark yellow eyes moved.

She stared at me, suddenly stuck out her tongue, and licked the corners of her mouth left and right.

No wonder it's so serious, maybe it's because she kept licking the corners of her mouth.

The old lady finally spoke, and her voice sounded unpleasant.

"What are you looking for my daughter?"

It would be good to be sure that there was a person in front of me. I was afraid that it was not a human being. I had fantasized before coming that if the snake girl living in the hut was a human head and a snake body, her tongue was forked, and she could be wrapped around a tree and looked down.

I swallowed and asked, "Your daughter? I'm looking for the snake girl from Zhanghu Snake King Temple? Are you not?"

"Ha...Ha...You call me aunt...I'm only 37 years old this year."

“37??”

The messy hair is white and withered and shiny, with a large area of ​​age spots on her face, and her bare feet and the skin on the back of her hands are the same as tree bark. Is this 37? No one can say that she is 37 years old after seeing it...

Are all rumors about the villagers in Zhanghu Town true?

It is said that snake girls are short-lived, and none of them live beyond 40 years old.

Listening to hearing is weak, seeing is solid, I wonder if all snake girls in Zhanghu have physical problems? It is like hereditary premature aging or something.

She asked me hoarsely: "Have you brought something?"

"Take it, bring it."

I hurriedly said, "I brought apples and oranges in my bag."

This was what Lao Zhao told me. He said that someone was bitten by a very powerful poisonous snake in the past. It was a highly poisonous snake that didn't even have serum in the big hospital. My family walked into the mountain with her back and found the snake girl overnight and gave her some fruit.

, pork or something, and then the snake girl can help cure it.

Lao Zhao also said that he was not sure whether it was true or not, and that was what he said, so before I came, I specially bought oranges and apples to put them in my bag.

"Give it to me." The old lady slowly stretched out her hands.

I quickly unzipped the zipper of the backpack, took out two oranges and an apple, and put them in her hand.

I thought she would eat it, but unexpectedly, the next second, she limped to the corner of the hut with her orange apple in her hands.

She held the fruit in her arms, and stroked a match with her other hand, trying to light a candle.

I didn't even scratch it many times. Maybe the room was too wet and the matches were experiencing the tide.

I walked over quickly, took out the lighter and lit the candle.

There is a lot of candlelight in the house.

The old lady lowered her head and looked at the lighter in my hand without saying a word.

I looked down and looked up at her, saying, "zippo, this is a zippo, a windproof lighter."

She looked at it for a few seconds, and suddenly a strange sound came from her throat.

"Huh...sp..."

She spitted out a very thick phlegm, which contained some red bloodshot blood in the phlegm. It was unbiased and spit out my hand.

It was so disgusting. The lighter was stained with phlegm on the back of my hand. I quickly threw the lighter and wiped my hands.

Seeing that I threw it away, she picked up the lighter and put it directly into her pocket.

"Daughter, daughter."

"Wake up, someone has come to pay tribute."

After shouting a few words, he suddenly reacted.

The big jar covered by the corner of the wall opened it by itself, slowly stretched out a thin arm from the jar, touched the orange, and then shrank back.

Half a minute later, my hand reached out from the jar and took away the remaining apples.

I was stunned for a moment.

The rumors among villagers are not groundless, they really live in the jar. The jar is big and has a big mouth, like a small water tank.

After the oranges and apples were gone, the hand in the jar was stretched out again to ask for something.

The old lady turned her head and said to me, "Not enough, is there anything else?"

I said there were a few oranges left in the bag.

The old lady shook her head: "Don't have oranges."

"Don't have oranges? What do you want? Money?"

She pointed to my bag and said, "Open it and see what my daughter wants."

I didn't plan to go back when I came out tonight. Even Douyaziyu Ge didn't know about this. It can be said that I have all my belongings in my bag.

In front of me, the old lady dragged my bag over and pulled it away.

She dragged her bag with her hands and squatted in front of the small water tank.

The hand slowly stretched out from the tank, touching the things in the bag, and flipping around.

I have a spare mobile phone, a charger, a pair of trousers and shoes, a bag of bread, a map, and a few copper coins in a self-sealed bag, a note from Mr. Wu in the mezzanine, and an embroidered fragrance bag given by the old Miao girl

wait....

After touching the sachet, the thin hand paused for a few seconds, but the next second, he threw the sachet and grabbed a white porcelain small fragrant herb.

This hand flicked the fingernail, opened the incense box, and quickly shrank back after getting the pill in the box.

This is the old elixir of Chen Meiqing, a female Taoist priest in the late Qing Dynasty. She was found in the underground cave of Guizailing. I have studied it and I don’t know what elixir it is.

"This...where did you find it."

There was a sound of talking from the jar, just listening to the sound, it sounded like it was not very old.

"I picked it up, I picked it up, you can take it away if you want it." I said.

The girl in the jar was silent for two minutes and said, "What are you asking me for?"

I asked directly: "About three and a half months ago, did two men come to you? Maybe they are asking you for treatment, and one of them is sitting in a wheelchair."

"yes."

The reply in the jar was very straightforward.

I asked anxiously: "How was it going on? Can you cure the person in the wheelchair?"

Another voice came from the jar saying:

“It’s not cured.”
Chapter completed!