After awakening the evil god, it was marked

"Crack".

As if the first drop of raindrops symbolizing a heavy rain fell, the sound of thunder exploded in the silent rainforest.

The originally tough plant stems bent weakly, and were carried by the strong wind and hit the wall heavily. There was a gloomy smell mixed with rancid and sweet smell in the air.

The huge black shadow quickly passed through the leaves.

The sawdust and leaves spread on the ground were thrown high, making a rustling and eager sound.

In the blink of an eye, a huge snake head appeared in front of Yan Zhijin.

The giant black snake raised its head, straightened the front half of its body, and looked at Yan Zhijin at a height similar to that of an adult male omega.

His neck was flattened, like an umbrella made of steel, and there was a "hissing" sound that represented a threat from his throat. The irregular silver rings were like thin chains, expanding and contracting with his breath, turning into purple snake letters. Spit out frequently, savagely releasing dangerous messages.

Yan Zhijin bent his knees, touched the ground with one knee, half knelt down, stretched out his hands, and motioned for the snake to put its head in his palms.

Black Snake lowered his head, his sharp vertical pupils looked at him indifferently and warily.

Yan Zhijin looked calm, but he still said calmly, "Come here."

The black snake's pupils gradually became round, and finally turned into bright black round pupils.

It restored its crushed neck to its original shape, happily put its head on Yan Zhijin's hand, raised its chin slightly, and looked at him eagerly.

The giant snake's head was bigger than Yan Zhijin's hand, and it was heavy in the palm of his hand, and the huge pillow scales on the top of the head were clearly visible.

It opened its mouth slightly, and exhaled a breath with a faint smell of blood. The purple snake letter stretched and contracted rapidly, trying to touch the tip of Yan Zhijin's nose.

Yan Zhijin closed his eyes and leaned forward slightly, as if he acquiesced in this behavior.

He let the snake letter pass by the tip of his nose like a dragonfly on the water, and when the snake tasted its marrow and wanted to touch it further, he quickly and accurately grabbed the snake's head and shook his head at it.

The frequency of the snake's spitting became slow, the snake's head drooped listlessly, and its eyes also drooped, looking a little aggrieved.

The corner of Yan Zhijin's mouth curled up slightly.He let go of his hand, patted the snake's head, put his cheek against its side face, and asked softly, "How are you doing today?"

The snake spit out the letter again "hissing", as if answering his question.

"It looks pretty good." Yan Zhijin said after listening for a while.

The snake shook its head, the muscles all over its body tensed suddenly, wrapping tightly around his waist, as if trying to strangle his waist.

"Do you think I'm late today?" Yan Zhijin's eyes were calm.

The snake put its head on his shoulder in a muffled manner, without making a sound, and swept its tail intermittently across the sawdust on the ground.

"I have class this afternoon, so I can't accompany you. I told you last week, didn't I?" Yan Zhijin said calmly and without doubt.

He held the snake's belly and hugged the snake up.

The snake probably didn't expect his movement, and the second half of the snake, which was lazily lying on the ground, wrapped around his leg with a "swish".

"Easy, you are too heavy." Yan Zhijin scolded softly.

The snake's tail curled up quickly, and then slowly and reluctantly let it go.

Yan Zhijin hugged it and sat down on a relatively flat stone beside him, stroking the top of its head in a standard way to calm animals.

"School is starting now, and I have teaching tasks, so I can't be with you all the time." Yan Zhijin bit every word very clearly, as if to make sure that Black Snake understood every word, "Every Monday afternoon , from two o'clock to 04:30."

The black snake clung tightly to his body, and the snake's body drew deep folds on his clothes, as if it wanted to twist him into a pile of white bones.

"I need to prepare lessons, correct homework, answer questions, and revise papers." Yan Zhijin said lightly.

The snake began to crawl along his neck, and the wet and cool snake letter scratched the gland exuding the sweet nectar smell, and stabbed lightly.

In the end, the entire body of the snake wraps around the slender and fragile neck, and the seams fit tightly without leaving any gaps.

Yan Zhijin's voice was slightly dull because of this entangled posture: "But I will come back to you after class."

The movement of the snake paused in the air for a second.It was still crawling, but it obviously loosened the shackles on Yan Zhijin's neck.

It crawled around Yan Zhijin's waist, and then turned its head back in front of Yan Zhijin.

As usual, Yan Zhijin didn't have any expression on his face, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

He said, "I want to see you."

The snake's eyes were as bright as stars at once, and it circled Yan Zhijin a few times at a speed invisible to the naked eye, tightly wrapped his waist in his arms, then raised the snake's head, and touched him with a letter profile.

Yan Zhijin let the snake lick him again.

Just as he was about to straighten his face, he saw those shining eyes, and the words he uttered became much gentler: "Heavy."

The snake probably really understood what he said, and the strength of its circle was much looser, but it still leaned intimately against his body.

The snake tail hanging on the side slowly tested downwards, swam along his left leg, and finally hooked his ankle, the tip of the tail swept back and forth on the delicate skin.

The lines of the leg muscles were tightened by the snake's strength, and the trousers were rolled up, revealing a section of white jade-like calf, and the snake's tail lingered on this delicate skin.

The snake's scales are cold, perhaps because it has been resting in the shade for a long time, and the temperature-controlled lamp did not have much impact on its body temperature.

Yan Zhijin only felt something cool and slippery spinning on his calf, and unconsciously held his breath.

"You're back." An energetic female voice sounded from behind.

Yan Zhijin suppressed the smile on his face, turned his head, and nodded reservedly.

The woman in the white coat did not extinguish her enthusiasm because of his cold face. Her facial features were bright and her smile was full of contagion: "You don't know how Fang Mian and I were tossed by it. If I didn't think that you would come back soon, I would Both of them are going to lock the door and run away."

The young and delicate male researcher wrinkled his facial features, held his forehead, and waved his hands in pain.

Yan Zhijin stroked the snake's head and asked, "What did it do?"

"Same as last time, running around the room, oh yes, and using the camera on your head, you don't know how it feels when I see a big face on the screen," female researcher He Jiayun rubbed her arms, " It seems to know that thing is filming it and wants to say something to us."

"Then?"

"Then we threw some toys to it." He Jiayun laughed awkwardly, his eyes wandering, "Don't be angry, I, we really can't help it, I'm afraid I won't throw something to it It's us."

Yan Zhijin's eyes searched the room, and finally settled on a messy corner.

Sawdust, leaves, and branches are mixed together in a mess. If you look carefully, you can see dark blood stains on the leaves and blurred flesh and blood under the leaves.

As soon as he entered this room, he smelled a rancid smell that seemed to be absent, mixed with blood.

The corners of his mouth tightened, his eyes darkened, and he turned to look at the black snake.

The black snake tilted its head, its eyes were black and bright, and it looked innocent.

"It's the mice that need to be dealt with in other experiments," He Jiayun hurriedly explained, "It was originally going to be dealt with collectively in two days...it shouldn't have any impact, right?"

Yan Zhijin nodded and asked, "Are you injured?"

He Jiayun was stunned for a moment, touched the back of his head, and said embarrassedly: "Fang Mian let it go... Are you okay?"

Fang Mian's face was a little red, he lowered his eyelids, held his necklace, and murmured: "I'm fine. Maybe God is blessing me."

"That's good, that's good," He Jiayun patted his chest, and wailed, "I was so frightened, I almost asked my mother to prepare for my funeral. It's Fang Mian who has the courage."

Fang Mian's face turned even redder.He said earnestly: "It's not that I'm bold, but God is guiding me. He told me that I should do this."

"You made that yourself," He Jiayun said with a smile, "Don't be modest."

Yan Zhijin's cold voice interrupted their conversation: "Pliers."

"I'll do it!" He Jiayun ran away in a hurry, came back with a broom and a dustpan, and shoveled away the mouse corpse, "You don't have to worry about this matter, you just need to control the uncle. To tell you the truth Ah, the reason why we haven't dealt with this mouse is because... we dare not come in."

The mouse's head has been completely shattered, blood and flesh are mixed together, the original shape cannot be seen, only the long and thin tail can vaguely see the original shape.

The strange thing is that the wound on the mouse's head does not show signs of biting, but it seems to be ruptured after a violent collision.

Fang Mian took out the tablet and showed Yan Zhijin the video: "Same as before, the mouse escaped inexplicably in the room and hit the wall with its head."

In the video, Fang Mian is wearing a protective suit, carefully sending the mouse into the room.When the mice first entered the room, they did not act rashly, but explored the surrounding environment cautiously.

Then it saw a giant snake perched on a branch.

The giant snake hung motionless on the branch, and the original oval pupils shrank into thin vertical pupils.

It stared at the mouse indifferently.

A few seconds later, the mouse suddenly let out a sharp scream, fled around the room in a disorderly manner, and finally faced a wall and kept hitting it.

It seems to regard this as a door, risking its life, but also to escape from the terrifying trap.

The snake was across the room, watching calmly.

The whole picture is quite weird, the snake didn't even approach the mouse, but just looked at it from a distance, and the mouse started to run away desperately.

It didn't spew venom, it didn't make any loud noises, and there were no other threats in the room, but the mouse just suddenly lost control.

It was as if something invaded its brain at that moment and ordered it to do this act of self-mutilation.

After a few minutes, the mouse collapsed to the ground.

The snake turned its head indifferently and looked into the distance.

Yan Zhijin turned his head and looked at the snake hanging on his shoulder.

The snake also turned its head and stared at him with big eyes.

When Yan Zhijin was watching the video, it also turned its head to look at it, as if it didn't know what he did wrong, but felt very proud.

Look, I did it, am I amazing, right?

I am super strong.

praise me!

Its sight conveys such intense emotion.

Yan Zhijin's face became more and more serious, his eyes were like a pair of sharp skates.

The snake gradually became hesitant from being complacent at first.

It lowered its head, moved its body slowly, and tried to touch Yan Zhijin's face with its kiss.

Yan Zhijin raised his hand to block it.

The snake's head lowered even lower, and it prostrated itself in front of Yan Zhijin in a bowed posture.

"I said, don't do this." Yan Zhijin said sternly.

The snake twisted its body, as if trying to explain something.

"You didn't listen." Yan Zhijin said every word.

Every word is lifted high like an ice pick, and then smashed heavily into the ice.

The snake's posture showed a bit of panic, it raised its tail high and wrapped it around his wrist.

Yan Zhijin untied the cool and dry bracelet calmly.

"why?"

The muscles of the snake's whole body swelled up, making a threatening "hissing" sound, and hooked its tail firmly around his wrist.

Whenever Yan Zhijin just untied the snake's tail, it would stubbornly wrap it back again, forming a kind of endless loop that could not be escaped.

"Hey! The mouse is alive!" He Jiayun exclaimed.

Yan Zhijin paused and looked sideways.

The mouse, which could not even see its face clearly, suddenly had limbs convulsed and stood up unsteadily.

Rotten flesh fell from its head, new flesh grew rapidly, the wounds began to heal and scab on their own, and the eyes were even more radiant than before.

He Jiayun's jaw almost couldn't close: "Is this its real strength? I knew it wasn't all it had before. No, what we can even see may be only a ten-thousandth of its strength one!"

She was crying and laughing, a little incoherent.

Fang Mian also showed shock, clutching the pendant and muttering to himself.

The two hugged together, excitedly wanting to celebrate the new discovery with Yan Zhijin, but found that Yan Zhijin had already looked away from the mouse, quietly looking at the snake tail on his wrist, wondering what he was thinking.

He didn't seem to be amazed by the appearance of the "miracle", nor relieved by the recovery of life, and he still looked indifferent.

He Jiayun and Fang Mian also calmed down.

"Then I... take the mouse out first?" He Jiayun said hesitantly, "Observe for a few days."

"Yeah." Yan Zhijin nodded.

He Jiayun fled the room without looking back: "Then I'll go first hahaha you discuss it slowly."

Fang Mian also found an excuse to slip away.

Only Yan Zhijin and Hei Snake were left in the room.

The black snake had already climbed off him, and lay down in front of him in a regular manner, with its upper body standing upright, looking up at him with a height that just reached his chin.

This is not the highest height he can reach while standing upright.As an eight-meter-long snake, as long as he wants, he can pull it up to a height of more than two meters in an instant, then open his huge mouth, and swallow Yan Zhijin's head.

But it doesn't.

It stared at Yan Zhijin with a begging attitude.

I have cured it.

Why are you not happy.

Still mad at me?

Then I make it stronger?

Its black pupils have lost their former splendor, and the luster of its scales has also become dull, as if it has changed from a piece of shining obsidian to a dusty ordinary stone.

Yan Zhijin curled his fingers tightly, then let them go, and carved a few deep marks on his palm with his fingertips.

He holds the snake's head in his hands.

"I won't abandon you." He stared into the snake's eyes.

"Don't try to get my attention that way." The thumb brushed the scales under the snake's eyes.

"Don't do that next time." He kissed the scales on top of the snake's head.

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