I am straight!

"...I..." I looked back at him calmly: "I don't understand..."

But he didn't explain, he just took a bite of the green fruit in his hand - so sour that he showed a distressed smile: "This fruit..."

I laughed, and showed the fruit in my hand that was the same as his: "Let's just make it, there's only one and a half days left."

In the end, I didn't succeed in eating the few sour fruits left in my hand...it was too unpalatable...

I had to take a break and continue on the road, just as a walk after dinner.

Then, just as I continued to stroll leisurely... Dangerous things came too suddenly.

I froze and didn't dare to move, and I didn't want to turn around to see what was next to me—but in fact, I could still see a long, round bar approaching me from the corner of my eye, on my shoulder. Stop - I wipe you like me so much.

It feels cold to the touch like ice cubes... I think I don't need to see the whole picture to know what it is.

The telegraph pole looked at me solemnly, and told me not to move with his mouth.

Nonsense, I can't help it! ! !

I took a nervous step forward, and immediately heard a 'hissing' sound like a threat in my ear.

I was so frightened that I froze my steps and stood there like a puppet.

The long snake was obviously very interested in me. The small half of its body was hanging down from the treetop, and most of it was still coiled on top of it. It didn't stop for a while until I saw me fight one cold war after another.

——My face is full of guts.

The long snake obviously wanted to get in close contact with me more and more, so it twisted and twisted, a small part of its body was put on my shoulder, and then spit out the snake letter-finally came into close contact with me face to face.

It was not a pretty snake.

The brown stripes are not very conspicuous, with black spots, but they blend together strangely, looking like a layer of natural protective color. If they are coiled on the branches, the chances of being discovered must be very small—so I was hit.

Those small mung bean eyes that are so close at hand look very vicious...at least they are definitely not kind eyes.

... I don't know if it is poisonous... Is there any hope of living after being bitten... Damn, I will definitely be an eagle in my next life, and I won't die if I peck it.

I swallowed and saw the snake's head getting closer and closer to the guy, I took a step back with a shudder—this was probably in line with the snake's intention, because it slid some body onto my shoulder again.

But I didn't care about other things, I stepped back step by step, until my back rested on the hard wood, I realized that I had retreated to the point where there was no way to retreat.

The snake "hissed" twice, probably saying "Little boy, you finally have nowhere to run"—then the head of the snake approached my neck at a very fast speed, and it took me 0.01 seconds to take aim. The sharp fangs in his wide open mouth - biting the neck is what bats are supposed to do. Why do you join in the fun...

"Head!"

So I immediately obeyed the command and turned my head vigorously like a tiger - leaning against my neck...it hurts!

But not bitten by a snake.

is twisted.

I covered my neck and squatted down.

So the telegraph pole patted me on the shoulder: "The response is quite fast~ minor chord~"

Nonsense, I am at a critical juncture of life and death, of course the microcosm will explode.

I glared at him, and then looked back at the snake with lingering fear—it had been nailed to the tree with a small dagger that was one finger long—it had its head pierced, and its body was still alive, twisting on the tree. It's about to tie the knot.

I black line.

——and decided not to eat snake meat within three years.

The author has something to say: --………… Mr. He Xian was molested by Mr. Long Snake.

——Actually, halfway through the writing, I really wanted to keep Mr. Long Snake as a pet...but forget it, when I think of Chord being entangled and twisted by Mr. Long Snake and wake up from the bed every morning, I feel too boring That's it - besides, my protagonist is not arrogant, so I can't accept Mr. Long Snake as a pet.

Also, I wrote a little bit about Hexian-kun's appearance, everyone, did you satisfy your curiosity?

He is not a handsome guy.

At best, it can only be said that the length is very comfortable, and at first glance, it is the kind of person who will never be annoying.

18. The Tragic Protagonist Possessed by Fading God...

Due to the attack on the snake-kun, my trip with that bastard telephone pole was temporarily stranded.

It wasn't because he was afraid of encountering danger on the road again, but because -- this uncle was honorably injured.

The telegraph pole did not hide the ridicule in its eyes, and kept teasing me: "The little chord seems to have sprained my neck... In other words... the reflex just now is very sensitive..."

"...Nonsense, haven't you already gestured with me?" Ever since I confronted the snake face to face, he began to gesture to me, signaling me to follow his command—don't ask me why I can understand, I I don't know either.

"Of course not because of gestures, but because of our tacit cooperation..."

"... tacit understanding with your sister, you bastard, I almost died, so I died!!!"

I was angry, and I sent the strand of hair on my shoulder that was accidentally cut off by his dagger to his eyes.

"... Cough, this is an accident." He coughed dryly, brushing away the golden hair covering his forehead.

"......... Huh..." I sighed, and threw away the hair on my fingertips: "Anyway...thank you."

It's an indisputable fact that he saved my life - but it really upsets me to owe this guy a favor.

I scratched my head: "I'm already grateful that you didn't leave me alone and run away."

"If you really feel moved... how about..." Telephone Pole blinked his sea-blue eyes and smiled: "Promise with your body?"

"...Ah, I'm sorry, I seemed to be accidentally deaf for a second or two... Can you say it again?" I smiled, turned around and took off the dagger that was stuck in the head of Mr. Long Snake, and then looked back at the electric pole—— Do you dare to try again?

"...I mean, I'm going to find something to eat." He nodded at me calmly, took the dagger away from my hand, and went to the woods to find something to eat.

I sat on the bank and rubbed my neck, and pouted myself in the water—it seemed that bad luck really came back, and I met Mr. Long Snake just after walking a few steps... Ah, I always feel that there will be disasters and disasters ...

The water flow in the creek is neither fast nor deep. According to my visual estimation, it is only a little over one meter. With a clear glance, you can see the bottom of the water. There is a long, strange and colorful fish swimming slowly at the bottom of the water. , neither arrogant nor impetuous, unhurried, very leisurely, looks very pleasing.

I thought it was interesting, and I reached out to touch it, but I startled the fish in the water. With a slight twist of its tail, it swam far away in the direction of the current, and walked away without looking back.

I was a little disappointed, but I didn't continue to entangle the fish. I turned over a pebble curiously, and I saw a small sparkling stone.

——It is an extremely beautiful stone polished by years and time.

Round and smooth, oval in shape, it feels cool and comfortable in the hand.

The stone is as colorful as the fish just now, red, green, yellow, transparent, and milky white... so many colors are mixed together, I don't feel dazzled, on the contrary, the integrated color is like... ...a snake?

...The winding one looks like a mosquito coil...isn't it the pattern of a snake...

When I thought of the snake just now, I immediately shivered and threw the thing in my hand aside.

...What a pity, what a pity to put it here...

Thinking about it, I stretched out my hand and took it back into the palm of my hand... Forget it, I still hate snakes... But this stone is really beautiful... But the pattern on it is so annoying... But I will never be reconciled if I don't take it away... But ...

When I was debating whether to take it or not, the pole came back.

In my hand is a beautiful bright red fruit - different from the green fruit I was looking for yesterday, it looks fresh and delicious.

So I stared at the fruit in his hand, and then at the stone in my own hand.

"...Hey, this is for you." I threw the stone over, and he subconsciously took it in his palm.

"this is?"

"Rain Flower Stone."

"Well..." He looked at the stone in his hand over and over again, seeming to like it very much: "It's very beautiful."

Of course it's very beautiful, if I hadn't been traumatized just now, how could I have given it to you...

I sighed, took the fruit in his hand, and went to the water to wash it off.

When everything was washed and I was about to put down my sleeves and leave the water... I slipped and stepped on the moss on the shore.

So with a 'plop', I shrank in the water and beat the ground with my face full of cows.

I knew it I knew it!

My bad luck is back! ! !

Growing up, I was the unluckiest one.

There is no doubt about that.

Late for school every morning - I swear I never did it on purpose, but why do I get dragged down by accidents, big and small, every time?When going down the stairs, you will be slipped by a banana peel that suddenly appeared for no reason, and when you walk past someone’s door, you will be splashed with cold footwashing water—what kind of footwashing water do you splash in the morning!The chain will fall off when riding a bicycle, and there are always red lights when crossing the road. On the way, there are often confused old ladies asking for directions, crying children who get lost, and even a dog who can't get through me, shrinks down on the side of the road and rushes at me pitifully call!

...But I am so special to the Holy Mother that I can't just sit idly by!

I'm a jerk, a jerk!

It's none of my business if people are robbed and blackmailed, why do I have to ask for the Virgin