After awakening the evil god, it was marked

Yan Zhijin was in a trance and had a dream.

He dreamed of the stone slab engraved with complex imprints, and the two snakes, one black and one silver.

Huge immaculate stone slabs lay on the ground, rippling with a soft luster like water.

Below the ground is water.The entire ground is a thin layer of floating ice. The light from the slate melts the ice and breaks it into tiny pieces. All the broken ice floats on the water, glowing with sparkling light.

The slate floated on the water, and the silver-white snake and the black snake were also staggering on the slate boat that would sink at some point.

The stone slab is so big that the two snakes will never fall off, whether they are standing or lying down.

But if the two snakes stay in the same corner, they will fall into the deep sea together with the overturned stone slab.

The black snake coiled in the center of the stone slab, and said to the silver snake that was pressing on him, "Are you not feeling well?"

The silver snake raised his chin with the tip of its tail, scratched the tightly packed scales, and opened the thin gap between the scales: "So?"

"Let me do it." The black snake raised its head, hooked his tail away with its own tail, turned itself over, and pressed on the silver snake.

The black snake was originally bigger than the silver snake, but with the cover down, the silver snake was almost invisible, leaving only a thin and long tail and a head for breathing.

The black snake covered the silver snake tightly, and when the silver snake twisted and struggled, he also swayed its limbs.

"Get down!" The silver snake was so oppressed by him that it couldn't breathe, its mouth was slightly opened, and the bright red letter was extraordinarily moist and colorful by the water vapor in the air.

Black Snake couldn't help but want to touch the letter to see if it was as plump and soft as it looked.

So he stretched out the tip of his tail and fiddled with the gorgeous letter.

"Hiss." A burst of pain came from the tail, and he retracted the tail reflexively.

Silver Snake reacted faster than him, holding his tail in his mouth, and looked at him provocatively: "Can't you get down?"

The black snake looked at the silver snake with its chest up and its head up, and then at its poor little tail, and obediently turned over and lay down.

The silver snake let go, tied his tail in a knot at the base of his tail, lay down on the black snake's belly, bit him, and said, "Don't move around."

Black Snake was lying on his back, looking down at him at this moment: "Where did you tie the knot?"

Silver Snake: "What?"

"Hmm... you hit it well." Black Snake said, "You can hit it a little tighter."

He deliberately moved his tail, raising the tail of the silver snake, and then lowering it.

The twisted snake tail slapped the water surface, splashing a huge splash, soaking the place where the two snakes were knotted.

Even the slate beneath the snake's tail was wet.

The silver snake couldn't bite the black snake a little bit. For some reason, the only thing moving was the tail, but he felt a thrilling weightlessness.

He could only symbolically hold a scale in his mouth, tighten the knot wrapped around his tail, and lie on the black snake, motionless.

"...it seems a little too tight." Black Snake's voice tightened, "I think the knotted place is going to be purple."

The silver snake slowly raised its head.

There was also a thin layer of sweat on his body. If you didn't pay attention, you would think it was the water splashed just now, which wet your body and made the silver scales glisten.

He also felt that the knot was too tight.

but--

He could tell that Black Snake was really not calm.

Exactly what he wanted.

"No." The silver snake tied the second and third knots with its tail, so many that he couldn't count, and locked the black snake firmly beside him, "Pet snakes don't make demands on their masters."

The stone slab was floating in the water, hitting the crushed ice next to it from time to time, causing violent tremors, and shaking the two snakes on the slab so that they clung to each other tightly.

It didn't take long for the silver snake to lose its strength, and the knot on its tail was also untied. It lay on the black snake's chest, feeling the gentle shaking from below.

The black snake's tail was hanging in the water, and it moved the water leisurely: "Is it more comfortable?"

The silver snake can't even move its tail. Its tail has been entangled with the black snake's tail for too long, and it is blue and purple. I don't know if it is broken.

He nodded, sighing contentedly.

"But I'm not feeling well." Black Snake stroked his chin with the tip of its tail, and said, "My tail is almost crushed by you."

He turned over, pressed the silver snake down, bit the silver snake's neck, and threatened with his sharp fangs: "Now, you should listen to me."

The silver snake struggled to resist.

The two snakes were entangled, and it was hard to tell who was up and who was down.

I don't know which snake rubbed against the edge of the stone slab. The two snakes rolled to one side of the stone slab together, and sank into the water together with the fallen stone slab.

The water quickly flooded the chest, and the suffocation made the snake instinctively want to separate and go their separate ways.

But they invariably chose to hug more tightly, let the water flood their heads, and felt extreme pleasure in the agony of dying.

***

When Yan Zhijin checked the time again, it was already three days later.

The phone is out of battery, and if it wasn't for the power bank provided by the resort, he might stay in bed again.

Mr. Jin and others have fled overnight, leaving only an empty building.

Fortunately, when they left, they left a lot of food.

Yan Hui went to the kitchen to look for food, Yan Zhijin was lying on the bed alone, covered with a thin quilt, only a pair of white arms were stretched out to look at the phone.

The sheets and quilt were brand new, as white as snow that had not been stepped on by anyone, and the marks on his arms were even more glaring.But he didn't care, swiping the phone screen, like a silver snake quietly waiting to shed its skin.

His body has not yet recovered to its best condition, he will still be tired and hungry, and his brain is a bit sluggish compared to the past.

But he remembered something.

Something about him, and about Yan Hui.

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