After Being Abducted and Raised by A Snake

Wan Zhong was stroking his shoulder-length hair and was just about to cut the hair that was in the way with the scissors when the mirror filled the screen with ###### scene again, reminding him that it was time to kiss its master’s tail.

Wan Zhong’s hand holding the scissors paused because Xuan Ming in the mirror was working hard and tangled his hair with his fingers. He leaned into his ear and gasped in a rough voice:

“You are not allowed to cut it without my permission in the future, your hair, when it grows long, I will hold it up for you every day, okay?”

Xuan Ming said something like this many times, but Wan Zhong never thought about it.

Because the tougher Xuan Ming threatened him to do something, the less he wanted to do what the snake wanted.

Wan Zhong threw the scissors aside in annoyance, preparing to cut off the black snake’s tail after kissing it. But today he had consumed too much energy. After kissing the black snake’s tail, he thought it would not be too late to eat something before cutting it.

Wan Zhong rummaged through the treasure pile and found a small fish tank with two ears made of enamel. It was not too big or too small, and could be used as a soup pot.

In other words, he had really eaten enough dried meat in various forms. It was salty, hard, and cold, and his jaws were almost dislocated while chewing. So today he cut a small section of thawed bacon and put it into a boiling soup pot to make a broth.

While waiting for the soup to be ready, Wan Zhong asked the mirror: “Mirror, mirror, can you play something more to relieve my boredom? I am almost bored to death, but I don’t want that kind of ##### scene that is not suitable for children. Can you play something pleasing to the eye? Something that makes people particularly happy after watching it?”

Actually, he didn’t have much confidence in this matter.

But the mirror did what he expected, lighting up the surface and playing the daily life of the black snake.

Wan Zhong: “…”

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Maybe the completely enclosed winter life was really too boring, too lonely, too depressing, and uncomfortable.

Wan Zhong looked at the black snake twisting and spitting out snake tongue in the mirror and found its monotonous life of playing with water, mud, and looking in the mirror quite interesting. Especially when he saw it showing its two big fangs to scare other animals, Wan Zhong wanted to laugh.

The soup pot on the stove was bubbling with heat, and a strong aroma of meat wafted out.

Wan Zhong looked at the mirror, swallowed his saliva, took down the soup pot, stirred the oil on it with a spoon, and took a sip… the taste was really amazing!

That feeling of being able to eat meat, the soup was thick and salty and the aroma of meat wrapped around the tip of his tongue. It was really delicious and not greasy. Not only it could fill his stomach more easily, but he could also feel great spiritual satisfaction.

Wan Zhong burped and looked at the soup pot with only half of the broth left. He was happy that he could use the amount of meat for one meal to make soup for two meals. A picture flashed on the mirror, with two black and white snake tails entwined together, twisted into a twist.

The scene flashed by, and Wan Zhong’s heart skipped a beat as he quickly stood up and said, “Stop!”

The mirror thought he didn’t want to see it anymore, so it stopped and returned to the scene of black snake.

Wan Zhong’s Adam’s apple rolled slightly, and he asked in a dry voice: “Mirror, is that white-tailed one also a snake? Who is it, and has its tail been entangled with Xuan Ming’s…?”

The mirror couldn’t speak.

As Wan Zhong chimed, free imagination began.

He had forgotten about cutting his hair or the snake tail, he cursed Xuan Ming: “Liar! Fraud! Big liar!”

Wan Zhong refused to kiss the black snake’s tail anymore and said coldly to the mirror that reminded him of his contract: “Just mark me as absent from work. I’m not afraid of that big liar! Don’t play it in front of me in the future. I don’t want to watch it. Go.”

After he finished speaking, he chipped a wooden stick and made it into a stick to practice writing on the ground with the word “scum snake” written on it. While this, his accuracy and arm strength were improving rapidly, the days passed by.

The mirror still came every day to remind him to fulfill his contract, but Wan Zhong never kissed the black snake’s tail that had been entangled with another snake.

He spent his days in the cave like years, looking forward to the end of winter every day.

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Five months into winter, less than half of the food remained. The dripping water in the cave turned into ice, and the firewood was being consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, the writing exercise was stopped. After smearing the entire nest with black mud, Wan Zhong folded the snake skin into several thick layers and put them on the windproof wall. He huddled in the nest and began to “hibernate”.

In the seventh month of winter, the temperature had not risen at all but was colder than before.

Wan Zhong looked at the few remaining firewood and the small jar of bacon, boiled the frozen fruits into the water and drank it, not taking another bite unless necessary.

In the ninth month of winter, the ice in the pool cracked, and the direction of the airflow in the cave suddenly changed.

Wan Zhong felt dizzy, had tinnitus, and his whole body felt weak. His brain was buzzing as if a vibrator was on.

At first, he thought he was catching a cold, but when he felt weak and vomited out all the water in his stomach, he realized that he was probably poisoned by carbon monoxide.

Wan Zhong didn’t remember what happened next. When he woke up, he was sleeping outside the corridor, and the fire in the stove had been extinguished, but he didn’t feel cold at all.

He was covered with a red-black coat.

A long and strong hand hugged him tightly from behind.

Almost as soon as Wan Zhong woke up, Xuan Ming, who was sleeping behind him also woke up.

He moved his hands and feet and asked Wan Zhong very maliciously: “Okay, you are so naughty, how should I punish you?”

“…Don’t touch me.”

Wan Zhong reacted slowly and grabbed Xuan Ming’s hand which was crawling on his body. The hand that wanted to expand his territory was pushed weakly by Wan Zhong and said: “Go find your white snake.”

Note: snake egg is here^^