After Being Abducted and Raised by A Snake

Wan Zhong covered the eyes of the little black snake with his hands and took it back to the snake nest. After lighting a fire and boiling water to clean each other, he went to the cellar to get dried meat and vegetables, sprinkled onions, ginger, garlic, and other condiments into the stone pot, and cooked a pot of thick broth.

Wan Zhong found two stone plates of medium depth, filled them with broth respectively, and placed them in front of the little black snake. He touched its snake head and said, “It’s too late today. Let’s have a soup first. I will prepare delicious food for you after we sleep. There are still many fruits and vegetables in the cellar, so you will not be hungry again.”

The little black snake spat out the snake tongue, rolled up the mirror, and avoided Wan Zhong, the whole snake looked a little bleak.

Wan Zhong lowered his eyebrows, and after blowing the broth on the plate to cool down for the snake, he ignored it and ate on his own.

Originally, he had been thinking of giving Bai Tianxian’s demon core to the little black snake to help it recover. But now he felt that his idea was wrong.

After all, Bai Tianxian was Xuan Ming’s biological brother, and he couldn’t use his biological brother’s demon core to help him recover without letting him know the demon core source.

If he did it, Xuan Ming would be very sad and angry when he woke up…

Wan Zhong watched the little black snake finished the broth in a short while, spitting out snake tongue and kept looking into the pot, asking it: “Do you still want to eat?”

The little black snake rolled up the mirror and pushed it with its head. It wanted to nod but was a little embarrassed and a little afraid of Wan Zhong. Finally, it was so hungry that it had to push out the mirror and let it nod for him.

Wan Zhong smiled: “Why are you so scared of me?” He poured more broth into the little back snake’s plate and blew it to cool down before feeding it to it.

The little black snake vomited the snake tongue, swallowed the delicious broth on the plate, and secretly looked Wan Zhong. After finishing its meal, it licked the plate clean and pushed the plate towards Wan Zhong with its head, indicating that it still wanted to eat.

This time Wan Zhong only scooped a little broth for it, and handed the plate to it and said: “This is the last plate. You can’t eat more after you finish this, otherwise, your stomach will get hurt.”

The little black snake was a little unhappy. Obviously, it saw a lot of meat in the pot. Why didn’t Wan Zhong let it eat them?

It felt a little aggrieved and said to the mirror.

[Mirror, mirror.]

[He is unwilling to give me food, why did he bring me back if he didn’t want to feed me?]

The little black snake was annoyed. It rolled up the mirror, twisted its snake body, and turned its head to leave the snake nest.

Wan Zhong did not expect that after his black snake became smaller, its temper became even bigger. He grabbed the little black snake by its tail and said, “Where are you going?”

The little black snake snorted, turned its head, and bit the back of his hand fiercely with its two little fangs.

Wan Zhong was really impressed by it and helplessly poured all the meat in the pot onto the plate, showed it the empty bottom of the pot, and said, “Look~ I’ve given it all to you, don’t get angry.”

Satisfied, the little black snake came back and tapped the tip of its tail on Wan Zhong’s calf, asking him to blow on the broth on the plate again, and then swung its tail happily while eating.

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They came back so late and had dinner in the middle of the night.

Wan Zhong was too lazy to wash the pot. After brushing his teeth, he carried the snoring snake coiled on the mirror into the stone nest and carried the splitting axe out of the snake nest.

The cliff was brightly illuminated by the moon, and the bloody scene that had happened that day was still vivid in Wan Zhong’s mind.

Wan Zhong was in a calm mood and never regretted that incident, but he was a little worried that the little black snake would notice something was wrong.

After all, animals’ intuition was very accurate, especially a feeling of brotherhood.

Wan Zhong used a splitting axe to chip away half of the cliff. At dawn, he took another bath and shed the snake skin from his body.

The little black snake slept soundly and didn’t know anything. When Wan Zhong laid down in the stone nest to rest, it instinctively hid away from him.

In the past, it liked to cling to him the most.

Now…

Wan Zhong moved the little black snake that was about to shrink into a ball to his side, hugged it sideways, took the mirror over, kissed the snake’s little head and said, “Good night.”

Then, he fell asleep until noon the next day.

When he woke up, all the bones in his body were sore, and his muscles felt like they had been run over by a car. The pain was severe.

His eyelids were heavy, he got up in a daze, drank some water, and then fell asleep again. It was not until the sun was about to set that he was licked awake by a wet and slippery snake tongue.

At first, he thought it was Xuan Ming, so he put his arms around the snake body and shouted happily: “Xuan Ming, are you back?” He put his lips out to kiss it but was bitten hard on the face.

“Hiss!” Wan Zhong took a breath and opened his eyes to see the Xuan Ming in the dream was not there at all. A small black snake over one meter long and as thick as a wrist was lying on his chest, baring two small fangs and rushing towards him angrily.

Wan Zhong stared at it blankly, with tears falling from his eyes, before he stood up and said, “Are you hungry? I’m going to make you something to eat.”

The little black snake looked at the leaving figure of the great beauty with an angry look, its eyes fixed on a huge portrait by the pool, spitting out the snake tongue and asking the mirror.

[Mirror, mirror.]

[Is that Xuan Ming in the portrait? The one that the great beauty thinks about day and night?]

[We look nothing alike. Why does the beauty regard me as his substitute?]

[Obviously, I am so much beautiful than that Xuan Ming…]

Wan Zhong went to the cellar with tears in his eyes. He endured it for a long time before suppressing the depression in his heart.

He took a small piece of frozen meat and prepared to stir-fry some vegetables. When he passed by a place where wild fruits were placed, he suddenly felt like eating something sour.

Wan Zhong took a sweet snake fruit to the little black snake, and he took a few wild fruits that were sourer than lemons. While eating, he felt strange… in the past, a small lick would make his teeth sore? But how could these fruits suddenly became not sour at all?