Seriously, cultivate a fairy

Chapter 551
And the giant mangosteen rat that was poisoned by the snake's venom, within ten breaths, began to get poisoned, twitched non-stop, and then its neck tilted, bidding farewell to its short but wonderful life.

"The poison is really strong. It poisoned a mangosteen rat to death in just a few breaths."

"Yes, yes, I see, this brat probably has a broken brain to make such a bet."

Wu San and Wu Si were worried that they would be scolded by their master, so they immediately diverted the topic to other places.

Yi Xing also stretched out a hand cooperatively, and walked in front of Young Master Mai.

"Now that the poisonous snake is confirmed to be real, then our bet will officially begin, wow!!!!"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his wrist.

Perhaps in order to retaliate, Young Master Mai opened the mouth of the Cockscomb Viper without saying a word, and pierced its two fangs directly into the opponent's outstretched left wrist.

Even with a slight push of the thumb, all the venom secreted by the venomous gland of the Cockscomb Viper was injected into it through the fangs.

Because the cockscomb viper was in a deep sleep state at this time, it didn't secrete any paralyzing liquid.

It's no wonder that Yi Xing yelled "Wow" in pain, this young Mr. Mai is really a person who must report his flaws.

However, he forcibly held back and put on a relaxed smile.

"Wow, it's really comfortable. It doesn't hurt at all. You have more experience with spanking than the old nurse."

"Damn, I almost peed my pants in fright. What kind of nurse is this brat talking about? What about injections? Wu San, have you heard of it?"

Luo Sanpao was really diverted by Wu San and Wu Si, and temporarily forgot about the two people's abandonment of their master just now.

"Master, how do you know this little one, the venom must have got on your brain, you must be talking nonsense." Wu San shook his head.

The nurse injected such a high-end vocabulary, how could they know what it meant.

On the field, Mr. Mai just kept holding down the head of the Cockscomb Viper.

As for Yi Xing, he continued to greet him with a smile, and was in a stalemate with the other party.

In this stalemate, 37 breaths passed.

"Fifty breaths? Why hasn't he been poisoned?" Luo Sanpao yawned boredly and asked.

"Master, it's only 37 breaths. If you wait a little longer, you should die in a while." Wu Sandao said heartlessly.

"Okay, let me know when the fifty arrive, and I'll take a nap first."

Luo Sanpao found a relatively flat stone and lay down. He hadn't had a good night's sleep since he was knocked unconscious by a fart yesterday. Now, sleepyheads had come to visit, and he was feeling sleepy again and again.

"No problem, master." Wu San said, patting his chest.

Wu Si, who was relatively ignorant of flattery, kept counting.

"38, 39, forty, 41"

On the other side, Mr. Lin and Su Xiaomei were extremely nervous and worried.

The red-eyed Su Xiaomei asked: "Grandpa Lin, little brother, he really will be fine, right?"

Old Uncle Lin was also sweating nervously, and his back was wet with sweat. He shook his head and replied, "Probably not. He is so sure, he probably won't."

He said so with his mouth, but he was not at all relaxed in his heart.

He still felt that the method of detoxifying the snake venom by inserting a hairpin into the Tianling Cap was a bit confusing.

This is not logical at all. Without any knowledge of pharmacology, it is impossible to remove toxins.

But the matter has come to this point, it is irreparable, and now it is impossible for him to find another cockscomb viper to get his guts, because the time is too late.

In the end, he could only say frankly: "Now, all we can do is, alas, trust him."

Time passed by little by little.

There was silence on the field, only Luo Sanpao's snoring and Wu Si's counting echoed in the handover.

"48, 49, fifty.."

At the important moment of counting fifty.

In the grass where the giant mangosteen mouse was before, there was a rustling movement.

Then, unexpectedly, suddenly burst out: "Ah!!!!"

On the spot, Luo Sanpao, who was sleeping on the slate, was frightened half to death. He rolled down from above, and his nose made intimate contact with the ground.

The sudden pain made him burst into tears.

Is he really guilty of Tai Sui?
Luo Sanpao stood up in embarrassment, looked around in a daze with sleepy eyes, and the little boy jumped violently in fright.

He was always ignorant and had little effort, so he was so frightened that he almost failed to recite it.

"Who is crying and howling? Damn it, the three souls that scared me are about to fly away." Holding down the little heart with one hand, he roared and looked for the culprit everywhere.

Wu San was also frightened. He turned his head to look, only to realize that at some point in the long grass, a marmot standing on two legs and proud of itself appeared.

This kind of groundhog is born with a loud voice, but it is several times smaller than the giant mangosteen. It is a typical one that scares people to death, and it is also one of the common wild animals in the wilderness.

"Master, don't be surprised, a marmot jumped out of nowhere." Wu San pointed to the marmot and said.

"This damn thing looks quite individual, but the sound is scary."

Luo Sanpao also saw the culprit, patted the beating heart, turned his head and asked, "By the way, is that wild boy dead?"

Only then did Wu San think of this, just now when he reached fifty breaths, he was scared out of his wits by the marmot, thinking that this person must be dead.

"Hey, Wu Sigang counted fifty, he must be dead, don't you see?"

"ah!!!!!!."

At this moment, there was another sound, and it was dozens of times bigger than before, scaring the two people whose souls were still uncertain.

"Ah fifth ring, you have one more ring than fourth ring."

This sudden surprise almost scared the two of them out of their wits.

That's not right, where are the folk songs in this barren mountain?

The two turned their heads, but they were surprised to find that the person who should have been poisoned to death was still standing there alive.

Luo Sanpao's face instantly became Bao Longxing's nephew, and he pulled Wu San's collar.

"Hey, what's going on? Don't you think he's dead? Why are you still singing folk songs?"

Wu San was also shocked, how could he know what was going on.

"I, I, I, I don't know." He stammered back, and was naturally rewarded with chestnuts.

"I don't know anything, why do I need you to come here? Just now you dared to use me as a shield and rebelled against you."

Luo Sanpao was so disturbed that he actually recalled this incident.

Coupled with the outburst of getting up, Wu San just punched Wu San to vent his anger.

After a while, Wu San was beaten up like a pig-headed Asan, and he was so ruthless.

"It's kind of interesting, but it's still a long time. It won't count until the half stick of incense lasts."

(End of this chapter)