"Huh?" Zhao Tian also heard this movement and looked over.

Zhao Xiaowan had already squatted down to check and found that it was a clay pot, and there was still half of the uneaten soup left in the jar.

Because of the kicking, the soup inside spilled all over the floor, and even her shoes were stained a lot.

Zhao Xiaowan found that there was half a piece of fungus left in the mouth of the jar, and pulled it down with a branch before picking out the half piece.

Under the beating firelight, the white mushrooms looked unremarkable.

Zhao Xiaowan's face changed sharply the moment he saw it clearly, and when he looked up, Zhao Tian had already walked over with a solemn face.

"This is ......," Zhao Tian shook his hands.

"Amanita phalloides." Zhao Xiaowan reached out and touched the clay pot, there was no temperature in the jar, it seemed that they had eaten it by mistake for at least a while.

She said with a calm face: "Uncle Heaven, let's quickly let people induce vomiting for them first, this thing is very toxic, I'll go down the mountain first and let someone ask Doctor Du." ”

Zhao Tian said, "Let your nephew go, you are a girl, I don't feel at ease when you go down the mountain alone." ”

After that, he hurriedly called Zhao Xin, who induced vomiting for others.

Outside the cave.

Zhao Bang hugged his grandson face down, violently broke Zhao Xiaohu's mouth, inserted his middle finger into his throat, and slashed hard. After repeating it a few times, Zhao Xiaohu sobered up a little and retched. After a while, he spat out a bunch of stuff intermittently.

The same goes for several others.

Except for Liu Dazhu.

Zhao Cheng slashed Liu Dazhu's throat several times, but Liu Dazhu didn't spit out anything, which inevitably made Zhao Cheng a little anxious.

Liu Dazhu is Liu Shishi's treasure, in case something happens......

The more Zhao Cheng thought about it, the more panicked he became, and his hand unconsciously became a little heavier.

As soon as Zhao Xiaowan came out, he saw that Liu Dazhu's face was about to turn red, and he hurriedly went up the mountain to stop Zhao Cheng.

"Brother Cheng, you give him some water to drink before picking it."

Zhao Cheng panicked: "Where is the water here......"

"You wait for me," Zhao Xiaowan thought of the clay pot in the cave, and quickly folded it back.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always feels that the blood in the cave seems to be a little stronger.

However, she was busy fetching water, and after rinsing the jar a few times, she went out with a jar of water.

After feeding some water, the vomiting went smoothly, and after Liu Dazhu couldn't vomit, Zhao Tian and several people, one of them carried a child down the mountain.

Zhao Xiaowan walked at the forefront with two torches and led the way for them.

By the time they descended the mountain, a fierce quarrel had already broken out in the village.

Widow Qian sat in the courtyard of Liu's house, crying so much that her eyes were red and swollen.

Aunt Zhou and Aunt Liu are also crying.

"You said damn the child! Why is it so big-hearted! When he gets home, I'll tell his dad to break his legs!" Aunt Zhou cried and grabbed the ground.

"I have to teach a lesson!" Aunt Liu thought to herself, not only that, but she also had to keep her Xiaozhu away from the big house, and it was best not to play with the big pillar anymore!

Widow Qian just cried, she had never hated her husband who died early as she did now, if he hadn't run away with a woman, her son Ye would now be a child who can have a father's support! Where is it like now, she can't do anything except cry at Liu's house and ask them if they want children.

Liu Shishi was smoking dry tobacco in the yard, and he asked all three of his sons to go out to look for them, and he also took several other men who also lost their children.

It's just that so far there is no news.

The Liu family went from house to house looking for people, and finally learned from a child that after eating breakfast in the morning, he saw Liu Dazhu and they went up the mountain.

Just when they were about to ask the village chief for help, they wanted the villagers to help search the mountain overnight.

A few faint fires snaked down the mountainside.