Lin Hai turned his head sideways and looked at the thorns not far away.
At the other end of the thorns, there was a frightened middle-aged man who was shaking like chaff.
He saw his bear trap, and he saw the big snake, and he wished he hadn't come here at all.
Why did he meet that ancestor? The middle-aged man wanted to slap himself a few times.
It's fine now, if it comes to your door...
No, the middle-aged man was shocked. He had to go to a Feng Shui master to see how he could help his ancestor.
Let's see how we can resolve this grudge.
The middle-aged man didn't care about anything else and ran like crazy, stumbling and stumbling on the path until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
"Second uncle? What are you..." The young man was squatting on the path, shaking his cell phone with no signal, looking up at the sky in boredom.
I was a little surprised to see my second uncle looking so embarrassed.
"Hurry, run, run." The out-of-breath middle-aged man's face turned red, with a tuft of moss hanging on his head, and a bloodstain on his forehead drawn by thorns. He hurriedly called on the young man to run.
After frightening away the villagers in the village, Lin Hai looked at the big snake below. He thought about it and spit out a wisp of invisible and colorless divine power of all beasts.
The divine power danced in the wind and landed on the green snake. The broken belly of the snake healed quickly under the snake's few breaths.
The remaining divine power washed its snake body back and forth several times, and finally a trace of it was left floating in the snake's head, which fell silent and motionless.
"Hiss——"
Even when he just watched the villager leave, the snake did not have any hint of violence or revenge in his eyes, but watched him leave calmly.
If it weren't for him, how could it have met such a fate?
How could it not understand this truth after living in this mountain for many years?
It has always been very disciplined. After its size far exceeded that of others of its kind, its diet only included things like hares, pheasants, chickens, and mice.
It won't touch any new things that have obviously been released by others, such as lambs, chickens, and shelducks.
It knows that if you eat those things, something bad will happen to you if you eat them.
Likewise, those people are also very polite and never seek him out. Even if they meet him occasionally, they will leave calmly.
Except for a guy who had hunted many of his kind, who was so frightened after seeing him that he fell down a field ridge and broke his back.
Apart from barely fulfilling its three responsibilities, it has not done much.
In the past, when the old man was still alive, I would often go and listen to his stories. Unfortunately, the old man has been dead for many years.
Lin Hai looked at the big snake and wanted to provide it with some help, but he didn't want to interfere with it.
He shook the black bird's head. He had given it enough help. He couldn't give it some extraordinary abilities just for fun.
As long as it stays in the dense forest, it will have no problems. If this continues, it will also develop supernatural powers.
Thinking of this, the black crow flapped its wings and flew away, leaving the intact snake watching him go away blankly.
This, where is my fairy fate?
A certain big python who believed in the stories of gods and ghosts was in a daze. This was not mentioned in the story.
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In the village, things had just begun to spread.
"Erwa, you said you caught that big snake with a clamp?" An old man with a cane stood up tremblingly.
The cane was shaky, and the middle-aged woman holding the old man on her side had a little worry in her eyes.
"Old man, isn't it just a big snake? Beat..."
"What do you, a woman, know?"
Before the middle-aged woman could finish her words, she was interrupted by the old man with a very harsh tone.
"It's a sacred creature raised by the land, and it's very sensible."
"In all the decades I have lived, I have never seen him cause any trouble. There have never been fewer chickens, ducks, and animals in the village."
"You know Yang Mazi, he is very famous in several towns here. He has been catching snakes all his life. Didn't he disturb the divine creature and break his spine by flicking its tail?"
After receiving a lot of scolding from the qualified elders in the village, the middle-aged man felt aggrieved.
I scolded him for a long time, but didn't give him any way to resolve it.
Devastated, he managed to cheer up and hurried up the mountain without even taking care of himself.
That Feng Shui master lives up there, and he needs to ask for advice on how to resolve this problem.
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"Your question..." The middle-aged man wearing glasses, wearing an old-fashioned brown coat, sat on a wooden chair, thinking slightly.
Thoughts were swirling in his mind, but his face didn't show a trace of it.
The anxious middle-aged man stooped slightly, looking like he was neither sitting nor standing.
"Let me go with you." The Feng Shui man in a brown gown pondered for a moment and then said.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, sir." The middle-aged man was almost in tears, looking extremely grateful.
"Wait for me, I'll go pack some things." Mr. Feng Shui said.
The middle-aged man did his best and said thank you gratefully.
A few minutes later, the two people rushed to the place where the big snake had happened.
Fortunately, both of them were from rural areas and were in good health. It was already noon when they arrived all the way.
The hot sun has scorched the vegetation, the sharp leaves have become a little shriveled, and the thick leaves are drooping.
Mr. Feng Shui's eyes lit up and he took a deep breath. The air here was much better than where he lived.
Living in such a place year after year, even a mortal can extend his life.
After reading too much about the Five Elements, he became accustomed to the Eight Diagrams. Everywhere he went, he would subconsciously look at the Feng Shui guide to calculate the good fortune and safety.
"Right ahead, I put the clip in the woods over here..."
The middle-aged man said timidly, looking at the nearby woods as if he saw a ghost, he couldn't help but take a step back.
"Let's go." Mr. Feng Shui walked briskly into the woods in twos and twos.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, hesitated, and walked in with his neck stiffened.
When I entered the forest, I saw only blood-stained scales and no sign of the big snake. Bear traps covered with dried blood also fell on the ground haphazardly.
The sharp-eyed Feng Shui master looked around, looking for the direction of the big snake, trying to see which direction it was heading.
Unexpectedly, there was no trace of blood around, only a shallow snake path running through it.
His face trembled, it didn't make sense, it looked like he was pinched so badly, how could there be no blood?
Mr. Feng Shui was puzzled, but he had some respect for this mountain.
People in his profession either believe it all or don't believe it at all, and he is the type of person who believes in those legends.