After Being Abducted and Raised by A Snake

“You brought back a lot of things for me. Handsome snake, you look very tired.”

Wan Zhong tied the three-legged chicken it had removed to a tree, put the snake fish into the bucket, and carefully cleaned the mirror. Then, he kissed the black snake’s big head and spoke to it seriously.

“Thank you for your hard work, my handsome snake, but I really can’t let you do this again next time. You usually don’t even carry a piece of grass, but now you are carrying so many things. What if something happens to you? And before! Who asked you to jump from such a high cliff? Do you know…”

The black snake was soaking in the pool, putting its head on Wan Zhong’s lap and closing its eyes to meditate, sweetly listening to him chatter. At the same time, it also handed the tip of its tail to his mouth, reminding him that even if he kissed its head, he should also kiss its tail, and he could not favor one thing over another.

Wan Zhong had no choice but to hug the tip of its tail and kiss and bite it several times. Only then did the black snake felt satisfied. It looked in the mirror and put on a beautiful sleeping position, snoring loudly.

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When the first ray of dawn illuminated the cliff, the man and the snake who were sleeping together got up early.

Wan Zhong lit a fire and set up the stove. First, he stewed a snake fish to fill his stomachs and satisfy his cravings. Wan Zhong was a little confused about what to do with the ten three-legged chickens.

He needed to kill one of those things and bake it into dried meat, which could be eaten for more than three months. There was no way to store it if it was baked all at once. But keeping them like livestock? First, he didn’t know what to feed them. Second, those things were really dishonest and liked to play tricks.

When the black snake was there, they teamed up to pretend to be dead. As soon as the black snake turned around, they began to escape from prison collectively.

Wan Zhong thought about it and decided to kill all these troublesome things at once and make them into bacon. If stored properly, it shouldn’t be a problem as a food for three years.

Wan Zhong hugged the black snake’s tail and kissed it for a long time, and then he persuaded the black snake to take him to the beach, where he cooked and dried several hundred kilograms of coarse salt and came back.

Then, when the three-legged chickens joined forces to pretend to be dead, he raised the knife and let their heads rolled together.

This time he was able to disembowel them, skin them, and bleed them very calmly. Even though his face was stained with blood and the smell of blood hit his nose, he could still remain calm and do it easily.

The smell of blood might have irritated the black snake. When Wan Zhong did this, it was in a redwood forest one thousand meters away from the snake’s nest.

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Wan Zhong dug a hole on the spot. He originally wanted to bury the offal of the three-legged chicken into compost, but he didn’t expect that the groundwater resources in this forest were very rich, so a small puddle appeared after a few diggings.

Wan Zhong immediately decided to dig a well here so when he was dealing with prey in the future, he would not have to fetch water from the snake’s nest.

When he ran back to find the black snake for help, it was sweeping the gold and silver treasures out of the hole with its tail.

Wan Zhong came up to look very curiously, “Handsome snake, what are you doing?”

The black snake was busy with its business and had no time to fool around with him.

It used its tail to pick up a few soft grasses, made a random ball, and threw it at Wan Zhong’s feet, poked his butt, and told him to go aside and play, and not to disturb it in building a nest.

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At night, Wan Zhong subconsciously looked at the sky, the clouds, and the wind. Thinking of the season change? Was the black snake going to hibernate? Or was the black snake’s estrus coming? Did it want a spouse? So, it has to clean up the nest?

Wan Zhong was startled by the latter thought.

That meant he had to face another snake. Just thinking about two snakes wrapping together made him faint. What should he do?

Wan Zhong felt that he had to figure it out. Okay, why would the black snakes build nests? This was important for him to know.

He picked up the grass ball and chased the black snake into the hole. Before he could speak, a huge gilt portrait attracted all his attention.

It was a very huge, majestic, and indescribably spectacular portrait of a character.……No!

It was not accurate to say that the character was a human because the protagonist in the portraits was not entirely human.

It had a perfect face that looked like an Immortal being, and it also had a ferocious snake tail that could crush everything.

When Wan Zhong’s sight caught on the portrait, his knees went weak, the grass ball dropped from his hand, and he had a crazy urge to kneel down and beg for mercy.

That was the pressure the painting brought to him.

He recognized the one in the portrait, too.

——Xuan Ming.

The rogue monster who gave him endless nightmares, gave him gentle kisses and cold touches, and finally almost threw him to death!

In the painting, he rested his chin on his hand and sat lazily on the black gilded throne. The long, thick black snake tail glowing with cold light under the strong waist and abdomen was laying down from the long steps filled with gold. On the tip of the slightly raised tail, there was also a gold crown studded with various gemstones hanging.

Behind it was the endless black city.

He was surrounded by countless gold and silver treasures.

The mirror that the black snake never left hung down on its fingertips.

The eyes were full of arrogancy, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his whole body was filled with arrogance and cold majesty.

This painting was mainly made of black and gold. The brushstrokes were in place, and the details were perfect. It didn’t look like it was painted by a human being at all. But the theme was clear.

The Xuan Ming in the painting was really handsome, powerful, majestic and rich.

Wan Zhong looked at the black snake with his heart beating wildly, wondering what the relationship between it and Xuan Ming was.

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At this moment, the black snake had moved all the treasures out of the snake nest and was paving the floor with black soil. No matter what Wan Zhong asked, it would only look at him with its big green eyes. The whole snake looked extremely innocent and busy.

Wan Zhong grabbed its snake’s tail anxiously and pointed at the portrait: “Handsome snake, what is your relationship with him? Why is the monster’s portrait in our cave?”

The black snake knew that his spouse did not like his half-human, half-snake’s appearance. But it was its own painting of other self, though it couldn’t admit it for now.

It turned its back on its tail and shook off Wan Zhong’s hand, took out a small notebook and recorded the account: Snake eggs + 1.

Wan Zhong was so anxious!

But the black snake couldn’t speak because it couldn’t speak. Even if he was really anxious to die, it wouldn’t give answer.

Wan Zhong was in a state of confusion. He cut the washed chicken into long strips with a knife and soaked it in high-concentration salt water. While he was busy, a wisp of cool wind wrapped around him from behind.

It must be the half-human, half-snake monster…

He must be coming for him again.

Wan Zhong hurriedly raised his head to search for the black snake. Before he could cry for help, a pair of strong arms squeezed his waist. And a voice so familiar to him, asked: “What kind of nest do you like? I will make it for you.”

This time it was not in a dream filled with thick fog, nor in the pitch-black darkness.

It was daytime now.

There was wind, clouds, and good light.

As long as Wan Zhong tilted his head slightly, he could see Xuan Ming very clearly.

Wan Zhong heard his heart beat like a dense drumbeat. The moment the monster behind him grabbed his chin and turned his head, his body went limp, and he fainted.

Xuan Ming: “…”

Before he could see Wan Zhong clearly, the man actually fainted again because of his handsomeness. He frowned slightly and asked the mirror in confusion.

[Mirror, mirror.]

[Why is he so obsessed with me but insists on saying that he doesn’t like me?]

[Could it be…]

[Mirror, mirror.]

[Is he not telling the truth because of excessive low self-esteem?]