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In the midst of my confusion, something cold gently caressed me and something heavy pressed down on me. Something thick and hard slowly wrapped around me as it slowly wrapped around my legs. The cold and sharp feeling made me feel even more drowsy.

I tried to move, but my hands and feet were weak. I struggled to open my eyes, only to see darkness.

Her clothes were lifted, and her slightly cold hands carelessly rubbed the softness on her chest. Her ice-cold lips tightly pressed onto me as she moved her hands on my body.

My body turned weaker and weaker and something inside of me started to heat up. Following that, something that was tightly wrapped around me suddenly arched out and something that was hot pressed against my lower body.

Even though my subconscious told me that this wasn't a good idea, I couldn't control my body's instincts. It was as though I had cried out, and a deep and joyful laughter sounded by my ear.

Following that wave of intense pain, it felt as if his body was being torn apart. That thing actually went in just like that, bringing with it an incomparably fiery heat and a huge amount of power.

I cried out in pain. The cool hands caressed me, and the cold lips fell behind my chest and ears. The pain slowly began to dissipate, and my consciousness began to rise.

In the midst of the chaos, that low voice kept whispering in my ear, "I've been waiting for you for twenty years. Twenty years. You've finally returned!"

My name is Qin Chenmo, and ever since I can remember, my parents have recognized me as a snake father.

My friends laughed at me for this. Others recognizing a father was something like a great deity, or at the very least, a big rock. What I recognized was a snake that had never appeared while hiding in a big willow tree.

However, as long as I am unwilling to send the ritual, my doting father would teach me how to cook bamboo shoots and meat. Thus, every year, I would obediently send the ritual.

When I grew up, I also saw a lot of feudal superstitions. I would be filial to my parents and go there to perform every year.

Just a few days before my twentieth birthday, my father called me on the phone to tell me to go back and burn some gifts for my father the snake. He said that if I was twenty years old, I had to go to Tong Guan.

I never said a word about my father. He even threatened me that if I didn't go back, he would bring out the bamboo stick he kept in the living room and beat me back to the school.

I'm not afraid of beating you, but I can't afford to lose my face.

I had no face to use the excuse of burning the sacrificial offering to my father. I told my teacher that my father was gravely ill and that I had applied for three days' leave to go back.

When I got home, it was already night. I had been riding in the car for a whole day and hadn't eaten yet, but my father had already dragged me to the willow tree behind the village to tell my father that I was back.

Initially, I was regretting my decision to curse my father because I was afraid of getting sick. However, after being blown by the cold wind from the back mountain, I didn't feel the slightest bit of regret.

Under my father's threatening gaze, I weakly bowed towards the willow tree and weakly said, "Father Snake, I'm back."

Just as I said this, a willow branch was suddenly blown by the wind and lightly brushed against my face. It was as though I had gently pinched it with my hand.

That willow branch was so cold that I hurriedly took a few steps back and pulled my father away.

After eating, I immediately curled up on the bed to sleep, which was how the scene in my dream came about.

I was woken by the cold, and my mother, after twenty years of pulling up her quilt to wake me up, gave me a start this time.

It scared my mother so much that her face turned green. She wanted to scold me, and when she saw me, she was also surprised. She gritted her teeth and told me to look down on the bad things of the children, then she tidied up the bed sheets, so that I could save some face for myself and not say anything.

I was also scared. Last night, the dream immediately came rushing over, and seeing how worried my mom was, I didn't dare to say it out loud. I didn't know if it was real or just a dream.

It was my twentieth birthday, and my parents seemed especially happy. They made a table of good food, and my father drank too much.

As long as I'm fine, even if he dies, it's worth it. My mom is also wiping away her tears, as if it's my twentieth birthday or something.

Suddenly saying these words made me feel a little uncomfortable. I comforted him while thinking that he usually didn't show mercy when the bamboo shoots were being cooked, nor did he give me any extra monthly allowance.

It was already evening. My mother pulled me to sit on the doorstep and watch Guiniu sunset, and asked me how my life was in school, and also told me that I shouldn't talk too much about my boyfriend.

Before the two of them could speak much longer, they heard a ruckus in the distance. The children in the village were laughing and crying as they sang, "Cry, laugh, laugh. Cock, lift the palanquin. Black cat as a matchmaker. Mouse press the palanquin."

When my mother heard this, her face immediately turned pale. She shouted at the group of children who were running towards my house.

Those children were not afraid at all as they laughed loudly while looking behind them.

Not far away, our village's famous mad sorceress was crying loudly while covering his face. After crying three times, he took his hand away and laughed three times.

Behind her were eight big, glossy roosters with their heads held high and chests puffed out. They were carrying two fiery red paper palanquins as if they were walking.

Next to the sedan chair, a black cat with a red flower tied on its chest, whose fur was completely black, walked towards my house step by step with the paper sedan.

At the back, the villagers were all laughing and pointing.

I also felt that it was strange, but my mother was so angry that her whole body was trembling. She turned around, picked up a broom, and started hitting mad sorceress with it, cursing as she fought.

But no matter how much my mother beats up, mad sorceress doesn't leave. She just stood in front of my door, crying and laughing.

My mother was furious. She grabbed a broom and went to chase those eight roosters, but those roosters didn't move at all. The curtain covering a palanquin fell from the palanquin in front of them, and from the palanquin crawled out a large rat with gray fur and a long beard.

The rat didn't seem to be afraid of people. It slowly crawled towards my mother with a piece of paper in its mouth.

Ah!" When she saw this mouse, she immediately cried out in fright, and her legs went weak, as if she was about to faint.

I hurried over to help her, picked up my broom, and was about to pat the rat.

However, it raised its head and gave me a glance. It saw that its eyes were like human eyes, black and white, and its pupils were contracted. It scared me so much that my hands went numb.

Just as I was in a daze, the big mouse put the paper in my mouth under my feet, followed by a long cry from the black cat beside me. mad sorceress burst out into laughter, and the eight roosters suddenly crowed towards the sky.

The sound was incomparably loud and clear, causing the surrounding villagers to cheer in unison. However, my heart tightened and I could faintly hear some response from the back mountain. I kept having the feeling that once this rooster crowed, something bad was going to happen.

After the rooster crowed, mad sorceress suddenly looked like he was having a convulsion as he pointed at me while crying and shouting, his snot and saliva all over his face.

The rooster, black cat and mouse, however, swarmed off to who knows where, leaving only the two fiery red paper sedans blowing in front of my house.

When the villagers saw that the excitement had died down, they continued to say that the mad sorceress still had some cultivation experience, and actually managed to cause such a commotion.

But when my mother came back to her senses, she pounced and started kicking and beating mad sorceress. I couldn't stop her no matter how hard I tried, and mad sorceress also allowed her to kick and hit me as she wished, saying that she was sorry for everything.

When my mother kicks me a few times, she pulls me back to school all night, so I don't have to come back.

I was still in a daze, but mad sorceress beside me said that it was impossible. The marriage contract was completed, the betrothal gift was removed, and the bridal sedan had arrived at the door.

"Then go to your father, the snake, and have it protect you. Go quickly." My mother glared at mad sorceress and pulled me towards the back of the mountain.

I understood now, as if my mother was afraid that I would be dragged away by these two paper-covered sedans.

Although the scene just now gave me goosebumps, I was still a university student from a new era, it's already shameful enough for me to recognize her as my father. If I were to believe it, I wouldn't even have the face to go to school, I immediately persuaded my mother to say that this was caused by the mad sorceress, and told her not to take it seriously.

However, no matter how my mother tried to persuade me, she just anxiously told me to go find Father Snake. At this time, mad sorceress was muttering on the side, saying that there was a debt that had to be paid, that if you owe someone, you can not return it, if you owe someone else, you can take their life, no one can protect you.

In the end, my mother was so annoyed by her that she kicked her to the ground and pulled me to the back of the village, warning me that if I didn't hug the willow tree where my father was hiding tonight, she wouldn't recognize me as her daughter.

Seeing that she was serious, he could only nod his head in embarrassment. He tightly hugged the willow tree that even two of us couldn't hug together, and stared into my mother's red eyes. He swore that even if I were to be struck to death by lightning, I wouldn't let go.

My mother repeatedly reminded me, as if she thought of something, and then hurriedly ran back home.

It was alright to hold a tree at the beginning. Not long after my mother left, I felt my hands go limp and my arms turn sore. I wanted to let it go, but I was afraid that my mother would suddenly attack me.

While Ji Hao was still in a daze, he heard the sound of drums, drums, and locks coming from afar. Following that, two fiery red palanquins slowly walked towards him under the light of the lanterns. He faintly heard a sinisterly loud voice: "The mountain god gets married, the Yin people move aside, the Yang people stop walking."