Chapter 250: The Great Immortal Takes Poison

"The monkey-playing man is being played by the fox fairy again-" Mr. Li Liu ran out of the house in a panic, rubbing his hands, but he didn't dare to go forward. He looked out of the glass just now and was scary.

The fat man ran over and took the monkey-showing man off: "Tell you to cover your nose and mouth, what are you yelling about?"

Then, the fat man saw the fox on the face started walking outside the door again. He probably had no stock in his stomach and felt unsure.

He quickly handed the monkey-sporting master to Master Li Liu, and the fat man followed him. Master Li Liu kept slapping the monkey-sporting face: "Wake up, wake up, wake up--"

The fat man caught up with the flower-faced fox, took out a small piece of mutton and threw it to him, and contacted him first. The flower-faced fox was not polite, and finished the lamb in a few bites, and then followed the fat man to walk forward.

The fat man gradually slowed down and basically followed the fox. After a big circle, he entered the Daqing Mountains and began to drill into the forest.

The snow in the forest has not yet been completely washed away, and it is quite dry because of a thick layer of pine needles. This fox, whose face likes to drill into the bushes, is short and can get through it if you have time. However, the fat man has too big a goal and it is very hard to walk.

However, the fat man cannot relax at all, especially when the flower-faced fox stops, the fat man widens his eyes to see if it is eating.

The fat man has always suspected that the flower-faced fox had eaten something, which has the hallucinogenic function.

The flower-faced fox seemed leisurely and comfortable, more like a mountain trip. Suddenly, its body suddenly rushed out and pounced on the hay.

The fat man was ecstatic and hurriedly walked over. He saw a field mouse with a flower-faced fox pressing on the claws, which was eating deliciously.

"It seems that my stomach is a little hungry," the fat man muttered, then took out a few spring cakes, rolled a piece of fat meat in it, bit it up with a big mouthful, and did not forget to take out the bottle and drink two sips of wine.

Originally, the fat man had a better turn in the mountains, but after being led by the fox in the face, he couldn't find the southeast, southwest and northwest. The fat man was suddenly shocked: "It's not good, it seems that he is lost."

If it were the old forest in Kaoshantun, he could still walk out. Nanwazi came here once, and looked at the same direction, except for the big trees, there were pine needles and dead grass on the ground.

Holding the red tassel gun in his hand, the fat man regretted it a little: This matter is a bit too urgent, and it would be great if he called Uncle Sanpao.

After walking forward for a while, I saw that the forest became denser and denser, and the pine needles under my feet were getting thicker and thicker. With the spear head, they were all over one foot. The fat man knew that this place was already a veritable deep mountain forest, and it was usually rare to travel, and there would be no one in this month.

"Where are you going?" The fat man grabbed his head hard, thinking in his mind: Since the flower-faced fox can return to the Tencent Factory, he can only follow it.

The flower-faced fox had no idea that it had become the guide for the fat man. It had no sense at all. It wandered around the woods at will, and it all depends on its temperament. Sometimes, in order to track a little mouse, it had to wander for a long time.

The poor fat man had to be patient and wandered around the mountains like a little follower. The fat man was a regular visitor in the Daqing Mountains, but he had never been embarrassed like this time.

"Let the curiosity go to hell!" The fat man cursed in his heart as he walked.

But at this time, the flower-faced fox stopped under a big pine tree. It twitched slightly, and its mouth was still making a low whimpering sound, and it was very excited.

The fat man's curiosity was seduced again, staring at the flower-faced fox, and had long forgotten the vow he had just made.

The flower-faced fox used its claws to spread the grass, revealing a bunch of air-dried mushrooms, which were grayish-white in color and scattered into a small pile. It didn't look special. Just like all mushrooms that had not yet rotted in autumn, it was frozen by frost and then slowly dried.

The flower-faced fox stretched out his claws, pulled out a few dried mushrooms, and then started to eat with relish.

The fat man felt a little moved: There must be something wrong with running all the way to the mountain to eat mushrooms. Although foxes are omnivorous animals, they will never be as interested in mountain mushrooms as humans.

You should know that before dry mushrooms are processed, they are dry and dry, and they are no different from firewood pulp, and they are definitely not considered delicious.

Moreover, Fatty also understand that there are many mushrooms in the mountains, and there are many poisonous mushrooms. Even in Kushantun, there are some people who get sick because of eating poisonous mushrooms.

In this case, children go up the mountain to pick mushrooms and pick the poisonous mushrooms in a daze. The adults don’t take it carefully, and the result is a danger.

The fat man has long known the power of poisonous mushrooms, so when picking mushrooms, he always follows the principle of "those with maggots are not poisonous mushrooms". Although the method is a bit stupid, it is guaranteed.

This is the first time that Fatty has seen this kind of mushroom in front of him. It seems to be covered with a layer of grayish-white powder, which looks velvety.

The mountain is so big that even those who have lived at the foot of the mountain for a lifetime cannot fully understand its mystery.

Under the close attention of the fat man, the flower-faced fox ate three or four gray mushrooms in total, and then lay in the grass beside him, quietly and motionless, as if waiting for the arrival of some kind of sacred moment.

A few minutes later, the flower-faced fox began to lie in the grass and roll, with four claws scratching in the air, moaning in the mouth, and a small pile of white foam was left at the corner of his mouth.

The fat man stepped forward and stared at the eyes of the flower-faced fox. He saw that the pupils inside were much larger than usual, as if they were a bottomless pit, which looked extremely weird.

Even the fat man quickly looked away, afraid of falling into it. He grabbed his head hard, and a thought came to his mind: "This fox is like taking drugs."

He patted his belly with his hand and had no reaction at all. The flower-faced fox had obviously entered some wonderful state and had no idea about anything outside his body.

The fat man basically understood the whole story of this matter: the problem must be in this mushroom, which must contain some special medicine that can cause hallucinations to animals. The flower-faced fox accidentally discovered this mystery, just like he was addicted to drugs and ate a lot of these mushrooms.

The mushrooms are transformed into aromas in its body and used to track its prey in psychedelic ways. This is originally the nature of the fox family, but this flower-faced fox is a bit special because it is a "addict".

After thinking about this section, the fat man carefully approached the mushroom pile. He was about to put his nose over and smell it, but suddenly remembered the attack weapon of the flower-faced fox. He quickly carried his face over and then put all the remaining gray mushrooms in the wooden box.

After returning, he was going to give this mushroom to Wang Sanpao, Lao Yaozi and the others. After all, those people have been walking in Daqingshan for most of their lives and have been knowledgeable.

The flower-faced fox is still rolling in the grass, and its limbs are stretching slowly, just like performing slow motion. If it is to the eyes of people who don’t know the truth, it does seem to be full of some magic.

The fat man has no experience or history of drug use, but he smokes. I remember when he was ten years old, he once played with smoking bubbles with his friends, which was in a smooth place, the edge of the kang, the surface of the table, etc. Then he took a large mouthful of cigarette into his mouth, mixed with some saliva, and spit out a semicircular bubble on the surface of the table. The smoke inside was shrouded in it and it would not be extinguished for a long time.

As a result, a little sister from the neighbor's house insisted on pestering him and asking him to vomit, and lined up long lines on the edge of the kang. Finally, after using the fifth cigarette roll, the little fat man fell to the ground and was floating in the air.

Although he wouldn't suck into his lungs at that time, he would also wrap it in some ways. In addition, he was young and had a relatively fragile nerve, so he could have taken drugs.

The current situation of the flower-faced fox is like taking drugs. This state lasted for more than an hour before it ended. The flower-faced fox slowly stood up from the grass, and its steps were a little floating. It looked up at the fat man, and the fat man saw from its eyes that the flower-faced fox had recovered his mind.

At this time, the flower-faced fox is almost an invincible existence in the Daqing Mountains, so this guy has cultivated that extraordinary characteristic.

The fat man dared not follow his butt. Who knows if it would be unhappy and it would be poisoned. It was so close that it could not hide even if it wanted to.

After walking until his eyes were dark, he finally left the Daqing Mountain. The fat man identified the direction and soon found that the lights shot from the Tencent Factory were dim lights emitted by candles and oil lamps, but in the wilderness, they were still like lighthouses.

The flower-faced fox drank water by a puddle for a long time, and the fat man took out a flashlight and walked towards the Tencent Factory with him. The cold stars in the sky began to blink one after another, and the earth was empty and silent. One person and one fox seemed to be a mysterious visitor in a thousand-year-old forest. He stepped on the night and floated to the world.

The fat man gently patted the fox's forehead, and the guy also stuck out his tongue and licked his hand, which was even closer than Qiqi.

The fat man quickly retracted his hand: You guy just finished taking poison, who knows if there is any toxin in your saliva? You finally got home. What should you do if you put me down?

As he got closer and closer to Tencent, a flashlight was shot from there, accompanied by Mr. Li Liu's question: "Is it a fat man?"

Then there was a scream. Obviously, the flashlight shone on the fox's eyes. The fox's pupil structure is special and has strong reflexes. When he saw it in the dark, it was similar to the golden eyes of the fiery eyes.

"Master Six, I'm back!" The fat man shouted quickly, don't scare the old man.

"Why are you back?" Mr. Li Liu complained, and then he came back again: "Fatty, have you found out what strange things?"

Mr. Li Liu was actually more concerned about this matter than the fat man, because he always thought it was the great fox fairy. The fat man patted the fox on the flower-faced face and said, "I found something wrong, let's talk about it later."

When he got into the house, the fat man had a full meal and took out a gray mushroom: "Sixth Master, and the Yangtze River, you have learned a lot about it. Have you ever seen this kind of mushroom?"

Everyone came up to see it, then shook their heads together. The monkey-drawn man picked up the mushrooms and put them under his nose to smell them, but the fat man stopped him.

The fat man told everyone about the reaction of the flower-faced fox after eating this mushroom. They were all amazed. Li Changjiang slapped his thigh: "Fat man, what you are talking about is similar to a child who eats too much cigarette paste."

Only Mr. Li Liu's eyebrows were deeply locked and fell into deep thought. After everyone was calm, he lit a pot of cigarettes and said slowly: "Fatty, after hearing what you said, it has been almost thirty years since I remembered something."

"Then you can talk about it." The fat man was also intrigued.

"Thirty years ago, there was a great dancer in our commune named Wang Sanxian Gu. Do you still remember it?" Li Liu's little bags twitched, and a stream of blue smoke rose up, and his whole body seemed a little misty.

"Wang San Fairy!" Everyone except Cheng Lei and Fatty exclaimed in unison.

The fat man scratched his head: It seems that this fairy is quite famous.
Chapter completed!