After saying that, the short young man kicked the black python on the ground away, turned around gracefully, and walked deeper along the snake's belly passage, exposing his back to Sizeville. The black snake swam behind him.

Behind the owner.

In just a few minutes of contact, he had already determined that the guy in front of him was a moody and dangerous person. Dealing with such a person, Sizeville felt very stressed.

He didn't believe that this man would treat him well, let alone that he really wanted to treat him to a meal, but he still followed him.

Because he had no choice.

He was currently in the belly of the giant snake. If the giant snake didn't open its mouth, he almost didn't know how to get out of here.

He followed the short young man, touched the night owl on his shoulder who was shaking with fear, and whispered, "It's okay."

Night Owl cooed softly.

He rubbed his hand with his head.

Through the silver light spots hovering around the young man, Cizeville could see that in the abdominal wall of the giant snake, there were bones of a deceased person embedded every four or five meters away.

If you look all the way, you will see that they are so densely packed that you can't see the end at a glance. They are like some kind of unique collection, hanging on the inner wall of the snake's belly. From their postures, you can see the temporary struggle of those people, and they are abnormally twisted.

There is no doubt that this mysterious short young man is the wizard mentioned by Night Owl. Sizeville can also feel an aura similar to his own from his body. He does not have much favorable impressions of that aura because it is mixed with

Too much coldness made him look less like a person and more like a snake walking upright.

When he passed the corner of the passage, he even saw a person who had not yet turned into a skeleton stuck in the belly of the snake.

He is not dead yet, his eyes are still moving, but his body is stuck in the snake's belly like a quagmire, unable to move. This is probably some unlucky guy like himself who mistakenly fell into the snake's belly and cannot get out.

It's just that he didn't have his own luck.

The short young man did not talk much to the man like himself.

He stopped in front of the not-yet-dead man, stretched out his fingers and tapped the snake's belly twice. Tiny baby snakes emerged from the abdominal wall, like tendons, from every corner of the man's body.

Drilled in.

The unfortunate ghost trapped deep in the snake wall had countless little snakes swimming inside his body. His eyes were moving desperately, but he couldn't make any sound.

In the end, he can only die of despair.

The picture is horrific.

Cizeville watched the man die with sadness, helpless, and became more and more wary of the short young man. What kind of guy could develop such a terrible hobby.

Sensing the boy's extremely vigilant eyes, the short young man smiled: "The first lesson is free. No matter which great wizard you ask, they will tell you that life and death itself are worthless. Only actions between life and death are valuable."

valuable."

He said lightly: "People who don't realize this are just a pile of meat. Since they are a pile of meat, being eaten is their greatest value."

Sizeville shook his head: "Then why don't you just kill him?"

"Oh~"

The short young man traced the bones on the snake wall with his fingertips, with a pleasant smile on his face:

"I personally like to see the true side of people, strength, weakness, arrogance, humility, these are what I like."

"Can you remain truthful even when you are dying?" Cizeville disagreed.

"Only when one is dying can one be real."

The short man said.

Sizeville did not reply. He could not agree with the short young man's words for the time being.

The two of them moved forward, and finally, the bones on the snake wall disappeared, and they came to the most spacious place in the snake's belly.

The firelight illuminated Sizerville's face.

It turned out that the giant snake had everything in its belly: a fire, a crucible on the fire, a dining table, a kitchen, a bookshelf, a wooden staircase, a bed on a wooden ladder, a carpet, a candle, a fireplace, and even a bathtub.

Pool water.

He finally understood that this was not a snake at all, but this man's home. He lived in the snake's belly. It was like he was locked up in a high tower by his father, eating, drinking, and urinating in the high tower.

"Are you a wizard?"

Although Sizeville already had a definite answer in his mind, he still wanted to get confirmation from his own mouth because this was the first wizard he had met in his life.

"nonsense."

The young man in green robe relaxed and leaned on the cushion, "Even a blind man can see it, right?"

He snapped his fingers and the ground shook again.

Even though he couldn't see it, Sizewell knew that this should be the giant snake starting to swim, but he was not stupid enough to think that the snake outside was a real snake. Of course, such a giant creature could not grow in nature.

Exaggerated.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be a snake-shaped carriage, a snake-shaped carriage created by a wizard.

Sure enough, the short young man said: "There are always a lot of short-sighted guys outside who want to fight with me, especially those guys from the Christian Church. They use pagan slogans all day long and want to drive out all the wizards. I don't have time for the moment.

I started working with them, so I built this thing. Maybe my design is a bit big, and some weird people will always fall in, but you are the luckiest one, and you become my guest, hahahahaha~"

He laughed heartily, and after he finished laughing, Cizeville asked him: "What is your name?"

"Salazar Slytherin."

The young man in green robe asked easily: "What about you?"

"My name is Xi..." Xi Xavier hesitated.

"Xi what?"

Slytherin asked him curiously.

For some reason, Sizeville suddenly thought of what Ye Xiao had said to him: he should not tell others his real name casually, as this would allow him to be controlled by others.

"Silby Spencer."

Cizeville made up a nonsense name himself, and he decided to use this nonsense name to communicate with outsiders in the future.

"Ha~ never heard of it."

Slytherin said frankly, "Well, forget it, you don't look like a famous guy. Maybe if I kill you here, no one will come to avenge you."

He stretched and stood up. The night owl on Silby's shoulder shivered in fright. But Slytherin didn't do anything to Silby. He came to the kitchen and took off the silk from Silby.

After grabbing the prey in his hands, he skillfully began to skin and clean it.

Slytherin went to prepare the food, and Silby stood up and looked at the magical snake belly hut more carefully.

An unknown and viscous green liquid was boiling in the crucible. Silby didn't know what it was, but he felt it must be poisonous.

There is a transparent square fish tank close to the abdominal wall. There are several colorful snakes swimming in the bathtub. However, when Silby walked over, he realized that it was not a few snakes at all, but a strange-looking seven-headed snake.

, one of the snake heads even swallowed the other snake head.

There was also a row of bookshelves. Silby saw a whole shelf of books on the bookshelf. Each of those books was thicker than the last. They looked like they were all handwritten manuscripts. The words "Toxic Substances" were scrawled on the backs.

"Detailed Explanation of Black Magic", "One Hundred Powerful Spells", "A Thousand Kinds of Wood"

"Materials and Their Magical Properties", "Diary: Dancing with Snakes", "Handbook for Raising a Basilisk", "Snakes, the Relationship between Toads and Roosters", "On How to Win a Woman's Heart", "Twenty Ways to Control the Mind"

Operating Techniques", "Witches Are Women Too"...

He looked over and saw that there were several categories of books on the bookshelf, one was related to magic, one was related to snakes, and the other was related to women.

Silby was not very interested in women. He had been cared for by hundreds of maids since he was a child. The existence of his personal female servants made him completely lose curiosity about women from the age of thirteen.

He also instinctively dislikes snakes. Those animals are like squirming esophagus, which makes him feel dirty and dangerous.

But those magic books, Silby couldn't wait to sit down and read immediately. Especially those books on black magic and spells with thick notes, which made him itchy.

But he knew he couldn't, this was someone else's territory, and his habits still allowed him to maintain the reserve of a prince.

"Why, are you interested in my book?"

Slytherin finished washing his prey and asked with a smile.

"Indeed, I'm very interested."

Silby answered honestly, "These are things I haven't read."

"Then~ you can watch it if you want."

The young man in green robe smiled and said, "But help me roast some meat first."

He picked up the skinned prey in his hand and threw it to Cizeville: "There is seasoning by the fire."

Silby took the prey and thought that he was swallowed by a big snake, saw a wizard in green robes in the belly, and was asked to roast meat in the snake's belly. If this happened a day ago, he would have

It must be incredible, but now, he can accept it calmly.

Thoughts kept coming to his mind, but when he sat next to the fire, he immediately focused on it and began to grill the meat, brush it with honey, spread the sauce, and sprinkle it with salt. It was as if the only thing left in the world was barbecue.

.

While he was grilling meat, Slytherin took an apple and sat on the edge of the carpet, eating the apple while watching him with interest.

After thirty minutes of silence, the meat was roasted.
To be continued...