pjbooks Chapter 133 The Giant Python
Chapter 133 The Giant Python
night.
It was a hot summer day, but the evening was much cooler.
But the kang (heated brick bed) was still warm.
Li Ruoxue and Lin Dachun were both naked, lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), the kerosene lamp already extinguished.
Outside the cave dwelling, only the pure white moonlight remained.
Lin Dachun tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Those public opinions lingered in his mind, causing him unease.
"I'm a grown man, and people are talking about me like this. It's so embarrassing," Lin Dachun sighed.
"Tell me, why are you different from other men?" Li Ruoxue asked curiously.
"Oh? Why are you interested in this too?" Lin Dachun asked curiously.
"Because I'm a woman too." Li Ruoxue blushed.
The wind outside the window came in gusts, rattling the window paper as if it would overturn the dilapidated cave dwelling.
"I wasn't like this when I was young. That year, my son had already been born, and he caught a cold. I went up the mountain to collect herbs, and the old black donkey at home was still young," Lin Dachun said calmly.
The past is like smoke.
The sun was scorching, and he led his big black donkey up the steep mountain path.
The donkey carried two large baskets on its back, filled with herbs and wild fruits. It walked very slowly, its hooves clattering on the gravel.
By the time we reached the old forest halfway up the mountain, the sun was already setting.
The woods were gloomy and dark, with no light able to penetrate, and only dappled light spots flickering on the ground.
He found a relatively open spot, tied the donkey to an old pine tree, and began cutting grass.
The sickles swished and crackled, and the grass carried the earthy scent of soil.
The big black donkey grazed quietly nearby, occasionally snorting.
When they were halfway through cutting, the big black donkey suddenly became restless, its ears standing straight up and its hooves pawing at the ground.
Lin Dachun stopped using his sickle, straightened up, and followed the donkey's gaze—
A large snake was coiled up in the bushes not far away.
It's not a small snake.
It was as thick as a bucket, black with yellow spots, its head held high, its tongue flicking out, its eyes gleaming coldly in the dim light.
Lin Dachun had never seen such a big snake in his life.
His legs started to go weak, and he wanted to run, but his feet felt like they were nailed to the ground.
But the big black donkey moved first.
It suddenly lunged forward, the reins tied to the tree taut.
The pine tree rustled, and a large chunk of its bark was torn off.
The donkey's eyes turned red, its nostrils flared wide, and it was breathing heavily.
The snake moved too.
Like a black lightning bolt, it darted out of the bushes and pounced straight at the big black donkey.
Lin Dachun doesn't remember what happened next very clearly.
All I remember is the dust flying everywhere, the neighing, and the teeth-grinding squelching sound of the snake coiling around the donkey's neck.
The big black donkey went berserk, kicking and biting, and the snake's body was hit, its scales flying everywhere.
But the snake was too strong, and gradually it strangled the donkey until it could hardly breathe.
Lin Dachun, emboldened by some unknown source, grabbed a sickle from the ground and charged forward.
He swung wildly with his eyes closed, feeling as if the sickle had struck something soft yet resilient.
The snake, in pain, released the donkey and turned to pounce on him.
He saw the gaping maw, and inside it, fine, barbed teeth.
Then a sharp pain shot through my right leg—I'd been bitten.
What happened afterward is even more ambiguous.
All I remember is the big black donkey charging over and stomping hard on the snake's head, once, twice... The snake finally released its grip, dragging its injured body, and disappeared into the depths of the bushes.
Lin Dachun slumped to the ground, his right leg throbbing with pain.
Looking down, I saw that my trouser leg was soaked in blood, with two deep snake fang marks, and the area around it quickly swelled up and turned black.
It was the big black donkey that carried him down the mountain.
He lay on the donkey's back, feeling drowsy, and his legs felt increasingly numb and swollen.
By the time I got home, it was already completely dark.
The parents were terrified and immediately called the village's barefoot doctor.
The doctor examined the wound and shook his head: "It's a poisonous snake. This venom... it's strange, I've never seen anything like it before."
Despite being given medicine and herbal compresses, Lin Dachun still developed a high fever.
I burned for three days and three nights. I was in a daze, and all I could feel was that my whole body was being roasted on a fire.
His mother stayed by the kang (a heated brick bed), wiping his body again and again with a cool towel, until her tears had dried up.
On the morning of the fourth day, the fever subsided.
Lin Dachun woke up, felt thirsty, and asked for water.
His mother brought him water, and as he took it, he suddenly felt... something was wrong.
That crotch.
At first, he didn't pay attention, thinking it was a side effect of the fever.
But in the following days, the place expanded uncontrollably, like fermented dough.
He was terrified and dared not tell his parents, so he secretly observed the situation on his own.
later.
They also consulted a doctor.
The doctor was stunned when he saw it, saying he had never seen such a poison before and feared it had damaged the body's foundation.
They prescribed some medicine to reduce swelling and detoxify, but it didn't help at all.
Wearing loose pants during the day can still barely cover it up.
But when he took off his clothes at night, his hideous appearance terrified even himself.
Lin Dachun knew he had definitely encountered something evil.
However, after seeing that nothing had happened to the person, he stopped caring about it.