Biaozi's back was cold, his expression was frightened, and he spoke in a trilling voice: "You, did you hear me?"

When Jiang Yun saw him like this, she was angry and funny: "Brother Biao, don't pretend, it's interesting to scare me!"

"I can't see it, you kid pretends to be quite similar, okay, don't scare people here!" Wei Tu laughed.

was sung and joined by the two of them like this, and the fear in Biaozi's heart was much less.

He wondered if it might have been his own auditory hallucination......

As soon as a hanging heart sank into my stomach, I felt my ankles being pinched tightly by a cold chill.

"Ahh

Frightened, Biaozi exclaimed, and the trembling screams continued to echo in the bamboo forest.

His face turned white in a moment, and he stood motionless: "! Ghost pulls feet! Something fucking grabbed Lao Tzu's feet!"

The two people on the opposite side also saw the clues, and Wei Tu asked Jiang Yun to stay where he was.

He only stepped forward, leaned over silently with a thin bamboo branch, aimed at Biaozi's feet, and raised his hand to wave it away.

"Wait! It looks like a person!"

Hearing this, Biao Zi was instantly afraid, lowered his head and looked at his ankle, and sure enough, a big pale and rough hand grabbed him.

He looked behind him and saw a middle-aged man lying on the ground, with a flattened bamboo basket on his back.

Biao Zi hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Brother Tu, this person seems to be injured, come quickly!"

The two stepped forward, picked up the weeds, and turned the people over.

This is a middle-aged man of about fifty, he is thin and not tall, his face is covered with many bloody marks from blades of grass, and the most fatal wound is on the left calf.

Wei Tu frowned: "His wound is black, he should have been bitten by a snake, thanks to this person tying his calf tightly with a rope, otherwise he would have died of poison."

Biao Zi was shocked when he heard this, but he didn't expect it to be so dangerous: "Then what now? You can't die without help, can you?"

Wei Tu glanced at him: "What else can I do, use my mouth to suck out the poisonous blood!"

Since he decided to save people, he couldn't waste time, he pushed Biaozi away and wanted to go on his own.

"Don't, Brother Tu, I'll do this kind of thing." Biao Zi stopped the person, didn't say a word, and directly put his mouth on the wound.

After several tosses, the middle-aged man's black blood gradually turned red, and his face turned from black to white, and it seemed that there should be no danger to his life for the time being.

He slowly opened his eyes and said angrily, "Thank you, thank you, Comrade Fat......

Biaozi grinned, and just wanted to reply, "You're welcome", only to feel that his lips were numb, and he spoke like he had an olive in his mouth, and he muttered that he couldn't really hear it.

He chuckled in his heart, it's over, he must have been poisoned too!

Biao Zi desperately shouted, "Brother Tu, come quickly!" But the voice was, "Boom! It's weird!"

Wei Tu turned his head to look, and he didn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

I saw that Biaozi's upper and lower lips were not only black, but also swollen and tall, like two sausages, not to mention how funny it looked.

He tried to hold back a smile and carefully checked: "It's not a big problem, the venom is swollen on the mouth, wash it with water for a while, and rest for a night."

Hearing this, Biao Zi calmed down.

The middle-aged man lying on the ground sat up and pointed in the direction: "Ahead, along this road is my house."

Wei Tu carried him on his back, and took Biao Zi and Jiang Yun to walk forward in the direction that this person was pointing to.

After walking for about 20 minutes, I saw a small village, where about twenty or thirty families lived, most of whom were natives of the mountains.

The appearance of the group immediately aroused the alarm of the people in the village, and after seeing the people Wei Tu was carrying behind him, he only heard a few young men running and shouting, "Little Pepper! Your dad got someone to carry it back!"

Wei Tu and his party were surrounded by villagers, and after a while, a bright-looking girl was squeezed out of the crowd.

A fair-skinned and delicate goose egg

On her face, she has a pair of smart and clear eyes, curly and dense eyelashes hanging on her curls, as if she has an exotic style, and under the high bridge of her nose, there is Zhang Yanhong's small mouth, and her full lips gently flutter with her speed of speech.

"Dad! What's wrong with you?"

She stepped forward anxiously, walking with the wind, her body exuding a heroic spirit, and the silver bell bracelet hanging on her wrist made a jingling crunch sound as her body shook.

Biaozi's eyes were straight, and it was the first time he had seen such a heroic girl.

Jiang Yun greeted him and briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter.

The girl named Pepper furrowed her brows, "You guys go home with me first."

She turned to the young man next to her and said, "Ah Niu, can you help me pick some herbs to cure snake bites?"

The guy blushed and nodded, "Okay! I'll send it to you in a moment."

Wei Tu and the others followed Xiao Chili back home, a stilted building made of wood and bamboo, although the house was simple, but neat and tidy inside and out.

"Put my dad on the bed."

Little Pepper brought a glass of water to his father's mouth: "Dad, moisten your throat with saliva first, and the medicine will come soon."

The middle-aged man took a sip weakly, pointed at Wei Tu and the others, and said, "Jiaojiao, thanks to them for saving me, you must treat them well."

"Don't worry, Dad, close your eyes and rest for a while."

Pepper helped him fold the blanket, then turned to thank everyone: "Thank you, comrades, thank you for saving my father."

She looked at the swollen mouth of the biaozi, and laughed out loud, and in an instant, her bright face was as gorgeous and colorful as a blooming peony.

Biao Zi was stunned, and his mouth was wide open for a while, not knowing what to say.

Pepper was amused by his funny appearance, "You helped my dad suck the poisonous blood out, right?"

Biao Zi was like a stunned head, and he only knew how to nod blindly.

Pepper walked up to him and raised the corners of his mouth: "Comrade, thank you, I don't know what to call it?"

Biao Zi used all his strength to clearly report his name, so he heard him say, "Ma watch ......"

Little Pepper smiled and nodded, "Comrade Ma, hello! This surname is rare, my name is He Jiao, and everyone likes to call me Little Pepper."

Wei Tu and Jiang Yun glanced at each other, and they both forced a smile.

A few young people introduced each other and soon became acquainted.

"Pepper, I'll put the herbs here for you!" When the guy from before saw someone come out, he immediately ran away shyly.

Little Pepper picked up the herbs and mashed them, and carefully applied them to her father's legs.

Biao Zi sat on the side, looking at her with straight eyes, and whispered in a ghostly voice, "Why does this little look so handsome?"

It is said that no book is written without coincidence, and when he says good things, he is always vague, but when he talks about gossip, the words are clear.

Xiao Pepper glanced at him, hooked his lips and smiled, and said badly: "Comrade Ma, your mouth is poisoned, you also have to apply some herbs, come and I will help you apply it, and you can remove it early tomorrow morning."

Biaozi nodded in response, and sat down motionless in front of her.

I saw Little Pepper pick up a large spoonful of herbal paste and rub it on his mouth.

The distance between the two was very close, and Biaozi could smell the faint fragrance of each other's bodies.