Gu Rong quickly jumped off the back of the cart. He felt around near the makeshift fence and found a sizable stone.
He tiptoed back onto the cart and stared down at the snake. Seeing it was about to slither under the wheel, he forcefully smashed the stone down.
The stone landed right on the snake's head, crushing it to a pulp in one blow.
Gu Rong was about to get off the cart to pick it up when Gu Qing said, "Uncle, wait. I've heard snakes are hard to kill. Last year, I heard about a family who had medicinal wine with a snake steeping in it for ten years. When they went to pour the wine, the snake suddenly lunged out and bit someone on the mouth."
"They said it was a venomous snake. The person didn't last long after that."
Gu Rong chuckled. "I've heard that story too. The snake was long dead, of course, but snakes hold grudges. They'll get their revenge even after death."
Gu Qing handed him the machete. "Then give it a couple more whacks."
