Transmigrated to the 70s: The Scheming Female Supporting Character Lies Her Way to Victory with Metaphysics

Metaphysics master Song Ning transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the eponymous manipulative fake young lady. Immediately after transmigrating, she was tragically set up for divorce by her i...

Chapter 319 Poisoned

The poisonous miasma forest was filled with rotten leaves half a meter deep.

Under the heavy rain just now, the water sank deeply into the water almost as soon as I stepped down.

Every step forward for Qiao Bo and Zhang Tianyi was difficult.

Of course, this is not the scariest thing.

The most terrifying thing is that as soon as they came in, they found Song Ning's footprints...

“There is no…”

“There’s nothing here either…”

Qiao Bo and Zhang Tianyi looked at each other and frowned at the same time.

Although they were not covered by gas masks, the expressions on their faces were surprisingly consistent.

"Grab the signal gun and let's split up to look for it!"

Qiao Bo made a decision instantly, "You go east, I'll go west, and we'll send a signal when we find it."

"If you haven't found it by daybreak, you will return to the camp first!"

After saying that, Qiao Bo chose the west side without hesitation and walked over.

The east side is closer to the camp, so Zhang Tianyi's side is more suitable.

Zhang Tianyi looked at Qiao Bo's back and frowned again.

Separation at this time is not a wise choice, but the current situation does not allow them to consider it too much...

It is said that, under the guidance of the treasure-hunting mouse, Song Ning quickly ran to the miasma forest.

She is still a mortal now, and it is impossible for her to bear the consequences on her own.

Fortunately, the treasure-hunting rats don’t seem to be very afraid of the miasma.

"Have you ever eaten some kind of treasure from heaven and earth?"

Song Ning grabbed the treasure-hunting mouse, held it in his hand, and turned it over and over for a long time, but couldn't figure out what it was.

but…

Song Ning's eyes rolled, she pulled the backpack behind her and took out a cucumber.

The treasure-hunting mouse's small black eyes immediately shone with amazing light, and it stretched out its claws, wanting to hug the baby...

The cucumber that Song Ning took was not an ordinary cucumber, but a spiritual cucumber that He Yi specially brought for her.

She only got two, and she gave one to the treasure-hunting mouse so that it wouldn't be tempted.

"Why…"

Song Ning raised her arm, "Want to eat? Then exchange it for the antidote to the miasma forest!"

“Squeak, squeak, squeak…”

The treasure-hunting mouse pointed and drew as if he was calling Song Ning a villain.

No matter how anxious the treasure-hunting rat was, Song Ning didn't even raise his eyelids.

Just scold her! She won’t understand anyway…

"I'll give you ten minutes. If you're not back in ten minutes, this cucumber will go into my stomach..."

Song Ning ignored the treasure-hunting rat's clamor and calmly shook his wrist, pretending to take a bite.

The treasure-hunting mouse let out a sad and angry cry, looked at the cucumber reluctantly, turned around and rushed into the miasma forest.

Song Ning was not afraid that it might not understand, this little thing was very smart!

Especially when it is attracted by something it likes, its brain becomes particularly smart.

The treasure-hunting mouse did not let Song Ning down. In less than ten minutes, he brought back a fresh branch.

There was an orange-yellow fruit hanging on the top of the branch.

The fruit is only the size of a fingertip, tastes sweet and sour, and smells delicious.

Song Ning took the kettle and simply rinsed the fruit, then put it into his mouth without hesitation.

Hmm…

A lot more bitter than I thought...

Song Ning had reason to suspect this little thing, because she had picked a fruit that was not yet ripe for her...

Song Ning instantly lost the desire to taste it and swallowed it in two or three gulps.

Less than two minutes after eating the fruit, Song Ning felt that his breathing became much easier.

It seems that this fruit is really the antidote to this miasma forest!

Interesting little thing!

“Squeak, squeak, squeak…”

The treasure-hunting mouse pointed at the cucumber in Song Ning's hand angrily, as if accusing her of not keeping her promise.

"All right!"

With a look of pain on her face, Song Ning broke off a piece of cucumber as big as a knuckle and stuffed it into the treasure-hunting rat.

The treasure-hunting mouse was so angry that his fur stood up.

You said it was a whole piece, why is there only this little bit left now?

Fortunately, the treasure-hunting rat can’t speak, otherwise it would have sprayed Song Ning to death.

"Don't get mad!"

Song Ning reached out and stroked his fur, "You are only this small, and if I give you all of it, your belly will burst!"

"I'm doing this for your own good..."

Song Ning looked at the treasure-hunting mouse earnestly, "I'll keep the rest for you. When you lead me to find the treasure in here, I'll give it to you. How about that?"

The treasure-hunting mouse stared with its round black eyes and tilted its head, as if it was seriously considering Song Ning's proposal.

"Don't worry! I'll just put it in my bag. I won't take your things!"

Song Ning wrapped a safety talisman around the cucumber and threw it into the bag neatly.

"See? It's a fresh-keeping charm! I guarantee you'll still be as juicy next time you eat it!"

The treasure-hunting mouse was persuaded by Song Ning. It lowered its head and took a bite of the cucumber. Little Black Bean immediately showed a look of joy.

Song Ning stared at the treasure-hunting mouse patiently until he finished eating the small piece of cucumber, and then he followed the treasure-hunting mouse into the miasma forest.

The miasma forest was difficult to move, so she simply released a few small paper figures to carry her, and the speed was quite fast.

On the way, Song Ning also asked the treasure-hunting mouse to take a look around the place where the small yellow fruit was found.

Fruit!

The little thing is very bad!

The red fruit is ripe and tastes sweet and sour.

The yellow fruit is an unripe fruit, which tastes sour and astringent and is very unpalatable.

This fruit is also very interesting. The unripe yellow fruit smells sweet and sour and attractive.

This unripe fruit had no smell. Song Ning sniffed it carefully for a long time, but could not smell any smell at all.

However, the entrance is quite nice.

Song Ning couldn't help but put a few more red fruits into her mouth.

As a result, not long after the fruit entered his stomach, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.

The little paper man lost the control of his owner and fell to the ground instantly.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak…”

The treasure-hunting rat viciously stepped on Song Ning's jade-like face several times, leaving behind a charred claw mark.

The treasure-hunting mouse waited for a while, but Song Ning didn't jump up to hit it, so it tilted its head in confusion.

It has a small body and an even smaller stomach, so it can only eat two of these fruits at a time. It definitely can't eat more than that.

So it never knew that eating too much of this fruit could cause poisoning.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak…”

The treasure-hunting mouse became a little anxious when he saw that Song Ning had not woken up yet.

It quickly climbed up the tree trunk, bit off a branch with a few small red fruits on it, put it in its mouth, and ran off to look for someone.

Don’t even say it’s smart!

After being guided by Song Ning once, it knew that without this kind of fruit, ordinary people could not enter this miasma forest.

Suddenly, the treasure-hunting mouse's ears moved. After confidently identifying it for a while, it braked on its heels and suddenly changed direction.

Song Ning's location was very close to Qiao Bo's direction, and the treasure-hunting rat changed direction because it heard the movement from Qiao Bo's side.

It was extremely difficult for Qiao Bo to move forward step by step in the miasma forest.

The forest was filled with thick mud and rotten leaves, and if you were not careful you might step on some unknown corpses.

Coupled with the effect of miasma, even wearing the most advanced gas mask, Qiao Boyi still felt a little dizzy.

Squeak…

What's that sound?

Qiao Boqiang perked up, wiped the mask that had become blurry due to the fog, and looked over carefully.

He seemed to have seen the treasure-hunting mouse...

Squeak…

The treasure-hunting mouse quickly climbed onto a tree branch and called out to Qiao Bo excitedly.

It seemed to recognize Job.