C1 Tremendous talk born

I was born in an age of turmoil, when there were fights everywhere, when people held the slogan "Rebellion," "Beat down all the spirits and spirits," when the language was strange and the rougher the better, when even fair ladies were proud to roll up their sleeves and bare their arms and shout, "Fuck you," at least in my mother's story, when the girls in the class collectively shouted, "Scram, fuck you, get rid of him, get rid of his fucking post, get him to the side!"

However, it was in this chaotic era that I was born, in a very cold winter, in my father's words, that year's ghostly weather, dog shit, was really cold to death, and before you even landed on the ground, you had already formed an ice prism in the air

I can't imagine that anyone would dare to piss at the temperature of an icy prism in the air. But anyway, the year I was born, it was really cold. At least in this part of Sichuan, it's been decades or even centuries since there was such a cold weather.

The weather is really cold, we are on the south side, and deep in the mountains, without those brick beds on the north, it is impossible for pregnant women to just lie down on their beds. As a result, my father would set up brazier coals everywhere in the house, especially not far from my mother's bed.

However, despite being protected so well, my parents' hearts were still clouded the day I was born.

It was because there was a small green birthmark on my right arm, but the shape was extremely similar to a beast's head. At that time, the midwife whispered, "This kid, could it be that some Mountain Elf monster was reincarnated in the depths of the mountains?"

The main difference is that in our region, there is a long story going around. It is said that in the Ming and Qing dynasties, some families gave birth to a son, and when the child was born, there was nothing abnormal about it. The only difference was that there was a green birthmark on the child's back.

When the child grew up, the birthmark on his back also began to grow. Later on, when the child was bathing, the child discovered that the thing on his back didn't look like a birthmark, and that was fine, but what was scary was that this thing was actually bent like a snake with a head and tail. The servant who gave the child a bath was timid but also superstitious.

When the child was four or five years old, he still couldn't walk, even when he was looking for a doctor, he couldn't find any faults, until when he was in his teens, he began to crawl on the ground, swaying left and right like a little snake. Even more terrifying was that sometimes when the servants went to make the child's bed, they would find a nest of snakes on the bed, which made the skin on his head tingle just thinking about it.

It was said that he was a Taoist from the Qingcheng Mountain, but the person only took a glance at him before leaving in a hurry. No matter how much the family begged, he just shook his head and said that the child was a spiritual snake in the mountain, and that he was here to seek revenge. With that, the Daoist priest ignored the family's pleas and said that his cultivation was shallow. He was powerless and left.

This family was considered a small landowner, especially the male owner. He loved to eat snake meat, not to mention the non-poisonous snakehead, cauliflower snake, even the highly toxic Bamboo Leaf Green, Golden Rings Snake, and so on, he would eat them all. Fried and stewed them or soaked them in wine, almost never leaving the snake's side.

Later on, I heard that the entire family had mysteriously died, but that the child had disappeared, and no one had ever seen him again. Later on, there was talk about a monster with a head and a body of a snake that was found in the territory of Coiled Snake Valley, and after we returned to the village, some brave people went to look for it, but the monster was not found, and those people that were found also not back. Afterwards, in the Republic of China, twenty to thirty bandits were executed in the Coiled Snake Valley, and the place was always shrouded in fog.

It is impossible to tell whether this story is true or false, but in this country any old woman can talk to you under a tree for an afternoon, so it is only a story to hear, but now I have such a strange birthmark on my person that it reminds me of it.

It's just a story, but the villagers are superstitious, because there are two other things besides the bestial birthmark on my arm that make the villagers point at my house.

First, when I was born, I was very small and small, perhaps not even three pounds. Even then, I was very thin and small, and it was actually difficult for me to give birth.

Second, after my mother gave birth to me, she always had unfathomable dreams, and every time, the dreams were very dark. In the darkness, there was always a voice that said, "I can't live to see death", "I can't live to be eighteen," and so my mother's Yuezi was also restless.

However, I am also a man of many hardships, because when I was six years old, this was the characteristic of disaster.

In this mountain lair of ours, there is nothing to play around with. Furthermore, at that time the elementary school in the village was closed, so we little kids naturally couldn't sit still. Thus, entering deep into the mountains and forests became our greatest pleasure.

Of course, we naturally wouldn't go in there to play hide-and-seek. Instead, we would go in and set up a "set" to catch a few birds, bamboo mice, and the like.

This afternoon, I gathered with the Soaring Monkey, Pova, Fatty, and a few others, saying that I would go and see if any birds had been caught in the old forest.

We are quite familiar with old Lin Zi, which one of them didn't run around this mountain with their parents since they were young? That's why we were all laughing along the way, especially the Soaring Monkey, who was running all over the place, holding a machete and "clearing the way" in front of us. This guy's real name is Sun Yifei, and just by listening to his name, we knew that his father wanted him to soar into the sky, he's younger than me by a year, but he's also very nimble, especially when he's climbing trees and running on mountains. Not to mention us, even some adults here aren't as good as him, just like a monkey, so we gave him the nickname "Soaring Monkey."