My grandfather was a famous snake catcher in the village, and this skill was later passed on to my father.
Thanks to this craft, my family is not only rich but also has food and clothing.
Until one day, my dad and the villagers brought back a baby python with great interest.
Every household was given snake soup, and the delicious aroma spread for more than ten miles.
Grandpa came home from the market and saw the scene in front of him. When he saw the slime winding all the way, he was immediately frightened.
"Quick, call the whole village together!"
"The old python holds a grudge the most. If you don't leave, you won't be able to survive!"
This myth is good, a bit interesting