snake coffin

Chapter 1 The Black Snake in the Dream
On the day I was born, my parents were moving the ancestral grave in my hometown. When they moved the coffin, they discovered that there was a large, colorful snake as big as a thin bowl with a black bag on its head and white skin that was about to shed.

At that time, Mr. Feng Shui said that the snake's head was covered with white skin, and it was about to shed its skin and turn into a dragon.

My dad caught the snake and soaked it in wine. Little did he know that the snake was very ferocious when it was shedding its skin. It bit my dad, and my dad was so angry that he beat him to death.

My mother heard that my father had been bitten by a snake, and she was in a hurry to deliver snake medicine. She was bitten by a snake with a thick belt on the mountain road, and she started to use it at that time.

When I was born, there were tens of thousands of snakes coiled around, and the snakes' heads were half-raised, and they hissed at my mother, as if they were screaming, and they seemed to be worshiping.

The Feng Shui master who relocated my family's grave didn't even ask for money when he saw this, he just ran away and moved out of our town.

The torrential rain roared that night, and a thunderbolt split open the ancestral grave that my family had just moved, and the big snake that my father killed was gone.

But my father was unconscious for three consecutive days, talking nonsense, and my grandma went to seek help from Mi Po, who was famous from all over the country.

After asking about Mi, Po Mi said that the problem was not with my father, but with me. Then she gave my grandma a piece of black snake-shaped jade and asked her to give it to me when I became an adult. She also used glutinous rice to remove the poison from my dad.

That night when my dad woke up, the Mi Po was bitten to death by a snake on her way home. She was not poisoned by snake venom, but bitten to death by the snake.

People in the village said that it was my father who killed the big snake that was about to turn into a dragon in the ancestral grave, and the snake took revenge.

He also said that I was worried about snakes when I was born, so I was afraid it would be unlucky.

My dad didn't believe this, but my mother gave birth to me prematurely and broke her body, so our family moved to the town, and my dad was still in the snake wine business.

As long as I can remember, I have often dreamed about snakes. It was a giant black snake. No matter what dreams I had, that snake would always be in my dreams.

Either crouching, holding its head high, or hanging, just staring at me quietly.

The strange thing is that the morning after I dreamed about snakes, there would always be snakes coiled outside my house, sometimes a few, sometimes many, and my dad would catch them and make them into snake wine.

I told my parents about this dream, and when they were annoyed by my questions, they would yell at me: "Long Ling, you are a little girl who dreams about snakes, either she will have good fortune in the near future, or she will give birth to a boy in the future. Good thing. Children, don’t believe in those feudal superstitions!”

But as I grew up, the giant snake that had been in my dreams became more and more clear. Sometimes when I woke up in the middle of the night, I could feel the snake lying next to me.

If you move your fingers lightly under the quilt, it seems that you can touch the cold, rough scales.

Maybe it’s because I keep having this dream, and gradually I get used to it. Sometimes in the dream, I will say a few words to the giant snake, what do you want to do, what do you want, why do you always dream about it? In and so on.

But the giant snake ignored me at all, and looked at me indifferently.

On my birthday night, the giant snake in my dream no longer just looked at me from a distance, but slowly crawled towards me.

I instinctively wanted to run away, but in my dream, I couldn't move. The snake just slowly crawled to me.

I was so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat, I closed my eyes tightly and tried to wake up.

"What are you thinking about? There is sweat on your forehead." The black snake crawled to my side and slowly turned into a man wearing a black robe.

His facial features were cut like a knife, his eyes were as dark as stars, and his thin lips were lightly pursed.

When I saw this face, I was suddenly stunned.

The black-robed man seemed to be weak and boneless, lying beside me, just looking up at me: "You tell Long Qixu to move out all the snake wine tomorrow, that snake is coming, you can't keep a single snake In your house."

His voice was deep and urgent. When he spoke, he seemed to be afraid of something, and looked around with his head up: "There must not be a single snake left."

Then it slowly turned into a black snake, and sadness seemed to flash in his eyes: "Long Ling, I can't protect you outside, you have to be careful."

When the black snake crawled away, I suddenly woke up from the dream.

The room was very quiet, I stared at the ceiling, not daring to turn my head, I just carefully moved my fingers towards the side where the black snake was lying in the dream just now, and I was sure that I touched the quilt, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next room, my dad was snoring so loudly that I broke out in a sweat and went downstairs to drink water.

My house is a self-built three-story building in the town. The first floor is the facade, I live in the second floor, and the third floor is rented to a family of four who do business in the town.

The water dispenser was just around the corner from the stairs, and I was still thinking about what I had just dreamed about.

That black snake turned into a human, and asked my dad to take the snake wine away, as if he was afraid of another snake that was coming?

I was really thirsty, so I didn't turn on the light, so I picked up the cup and put water in it to drink.

The water dispenser made a gurgling sound, and there was a faint sound as if something was pumping water in the store.

It seemed that something kept beating the glass, making a "pop" vibration.

Holding the water glass, I thought of what the black snake said in my dream, and I felt chills all over my body.

Somehow, I held the water glass, turned on the light, and slowly walked towards the shelf where my dad kept the snake wine.

There are two large shelves against the wall of the store, which are filled with snake wine. All kinds of snakes are soaked in various medicinal materials.

The light shines through the amber wine, and the snakes that are usually soaked in the bottom layer seem to come to life, either colorful or striped, swimming slowly against the glass bottle.

Some even hit the glass bottle heavily with the tail of a snake, making a "squeak" sound as they swung the wine.

I was so frightened that I held the water glass tightly. At the same time, all the snakes turned around in the glass bottle, with their heads raised, and they closed the glass bottle tightly.

The closed eyes slowly opened, staring at me through the glass, the tail of the snake slapped the glass bottle in a strange rhythm.

Those pairs of snake eyes seemed to be shining with a faint green light, which made me dizzy.

The sounds of the snake's tail flapping together turned into a "hissing" sound, as if calling me: "Dragon Spirit, Dragon Spirit."

I wanted to run, but when I turned around, all I saw were green snake eyes, as if the surroundings were made of snake bottles. There was a snake in each glass bottle, staring at me coldly, hissing. He hissed and said something to me.

Suddenly, I seemed to hear a voice growling in my head, followed by the black-robed man who suddenly appeared beside me.

The wide sleeves of the black robe spread out and covered my head: "Don't look!"

My eyes went dark, then I seemed to hear countless splashing sounds of water, and then my eyes lit up.

The man in black robe still stood beside me, his body was shaky, his face was pale, and even his beautiful thin lips had no color.

He said solemnly to me: "I must send all the snakes away tomorrow, not even one can be left. I can only come out once, I can't..."

Before he finished speaking, his figure slowly faded and then disappeared.

The store seemed to be very quiet. On the two rows of shelves, all the snakes in the snake wine bottles seemed to be dead, turning over with their belly up, floating in the amber wine.

Live snakes are the best when soaked in snake wine. What my dad is most proud of is that the snakes in every bottle of snake wine in his shop are all alive.

But now, all the snakes are upset.

Holding the water glass in my hand, I ran upstairs quickly.

I woke up with my dad's loud snoring.

"Long Ling, what are you arguing about? You don't need to study tomorrow!" My dad was a little annoyed, and muttered to me: "Your mother will not have the energy to play mahjong tomorrow, and if she loses, let's see if she doesn't scold you."

"All the snakes are dead," I yelled.

But he still concealed the matter about the black snake: "I went down to drink water and saw that the snakes soaked in the snake wine were all upset."

My dad woke up immediately, and he didn't care about waking up my mother. He hurried downstairs without shoes on, and my dad's distraught voice came from downstairs.

I still have lingering fears about the snake wine, but I just looked at my dad around the corner: "Did you throw it all away before no one knows?"

"What do you know? This is all money." My dad was so angry that he raked his hair and waved at me: "Okay, you can go to bed. This is an adult matter, don't worry about it."

"It would be bad if people knew that the snake wine you made was a dead snake. Let's deal with it today and don't ruin the sign." I thought about Black Snake's words and still didn't give up.

My dad valued his signboard of live snake wine the most, and nodded impatiently.

At noon, I called my mother from school. My father seemed to be calling customers loudly to sell snake wine.

My mother was probably playing cards on her mobile phone, and said impatiently: "They're all sold. Your dad has been in business for so many years, and there's no way he can't sell dozens of bottles of snake wine. There aren't even enough old customers."

During dinner, I made a special excuse that I forgot to bring my book, so I took a taxi back and took a look.

Make sure all the snake wine on the shelf is gone, I still admire my dad.

After evening self-study get out of class, it was my dad who picked me up.

He proudly told me: "Your dad has a big sale today and all the snake wine is sold out. It's a lot of money. When you finish the college entrance examination, we will take you to travel and take the exam well! Make your dad look good!"

I breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no bottle of snake wine on the shelf in the store.

My mother may have collected the money and went to play mahjong today, but my father sent me home and was asked to go out for a drink again.

I was the only one at home. After washing up, I was going to go back to my room to sleep, thinking about dreaming about that black snake again, I must ask him what happened.

Before closing the door, there seemed to be some splashing water on the third floor, which sounded like the sound of those snake tails hitting glass bottles last night.

(End of this chapter)