The female supporting role who passed through time was poisoned again

Chapter 283
Zihua and the others are more concerned about the previous speculation about the ghost in the car.

The five walked forward without a word, and no one wanted to be the first to bring up this topic. They were not sure, and keeping silent was the most appropriate solution until they found any doubts.

A row of birds flew over the branches and landed next to the red fruit hanging high on the tree. If they could also fly, maybe they wouldn't have to worry about it. They would go directly through the clouds to reach their destination without considering the terrain.

"I think we should take a break first."

After an hour of hiking in the high temperature, it is not surprising that everyone's cheeks are a little red, and the hair on their foreheads is wet. The red lips are stained with hoarfrost, which is why they urgently need to rest.

The five agreed to Wu Feifei's suggestion, and each found a shady tree to rest under.

Their mouths were parched, they had already drank all the water on the way they were walking, and now it was the most painful thing in the world to have no water at hand.

Maybe they shouldn't have chosen to escape so mercifully. They should have gone head-to-head with the guys with guns, or at least used the car to back up and knock them all over.

Zihua leaned against the rough tree trunk, thinking with self-blame.

There was the rustling of leaves not far away. She looked up and saw a figure in a black vest. His sturdy body was moving between the twigs that could not bear his weight. His nimble dark-skinned arms Constantly trying to get close to the red fruit.

Xiong Yunfei was busy on the tree. At some point, Sun Jingyang, who had tied a ponytail into a ponytail, guarded under the tree with his arms outstretched, as if if Xiong Yunfei really fell from the tree, he would be able to catch it. This confidence.

But he seemed to be worried and confident in vain. Xiong Yunfei was as stable as a tightrope walker on the twig. After a while, his trouser pockets were full and he came down, and the temporary blue shirt under the tree was also full of fruits of labor. .

The fruit grows high in the sky and is very clean. Xiong Yunfei picked up one at random as soon as he jumped off the tree, wiped it casually on the belly of the vest, and then bit it with his mouth wide open.

Seeing this scene, Wu Feifei said cautiously: "Aren't you afraid that the red fruit is poisonous?"

Xiong Yunfei glanced at her, "What's the poison, didn't you see that those birds were eating these fruits just now?"

His mention made Wu Feifei blush, she pursed her lips and took a few steps back, trying to minimize her presence.He ignored her, threw a red fruit from his pocket to Sun Jingyang, let two big balls bulge in his crotch, walked to the front and sat down under the tree.

Sun Jingyang held the red fruit in his hand steadily and handed it to Wu Feifei, "Xiong Yunfei usually speaks so straightforwardly, sometimes he is a little aggressive, don't worry about it."

Wu Feifei shook her head, and took the red fruit shyly, but she was still thinking: Xiong Yunfei flattered her yesterday, why did she have a completely different face today.

Sun Jingyang didn't linger too long in front of Wu Feifei, seeing her take the red fruit, he continued to unbutton the shirt.

Zihua thanked her and took it.

The red fruit in my hand is nothing more than a plum-like fruit, the size of a palm, round and dark red in color, with some whitish fine lines on it. Although I don’t know its name, but seeing this red fruit The color, it is not difficult to make people think how sweet it will be.

Under the quiet tree, there is an occasional cool wind that blows away the heat, and the sound of the juice being chewed makes people feel refreshed physically and mentally.

Some chapped lips were finally moisturized before they were about to crack, and the cheeks of several people returned to normal, leaving only a faint red mark. The recovery will be the preparation for them to embark on the journey again.

After Xiong Yunfei went up the tree again to stock up about four catties of red fruit, they carried the backpacks that would wet their backs again.

Zihua used to get a full rest, they will come to the end, walk out of this woods before the sun goes down, but no, the road ahead is nothing but trees, except for the red fruits on those trees as they go forward In addition, they don't seem to be so lucky to encounter other good things.

Perhaps their Lady Luck did not rest with them when they rested just now, but chose to move on and look for the next lucky one.

"It's getting dark, let's stop here and rest!" Zihua stood there and asked for their opinions.

Quan Jianmin and the others agreed with her words with dejected expressions, loosened their backpacks one after another, and let the heavy burden on their shoulders fall to the ground, disturbing the sweet dream of the dead leaves.

Zihua took a look at the person who was slumped on the ground and asked Xiong Yunfei to take the lighter, then set up a fire and started a fire.

Fortunately, these trees grow in a measured manner, and the distance between the trees will not be less than one meter, otherwise she really dare not light a fire, for fear that she will become a roast suckling pig in her sleep.

There is no sound of running water nearby, and there are no stupid pheasants or wild boars darting in front of their eyes. All they can satisfy their hunger now is the bag of red fruits that was transformed into a bag from a shirt.Money has become a pile of waste paper at this time, but Zihua will never jokingly ask Quan Jianmin to use money to start a fire.

After running for their lives for two consecutive days, even if they were not staying in the car, but in a vast forest, they were still so silent. This silence made Quan Jianmin, a stranger, feel at ease.

Zihua knew why they were silent, to think of a reasonable way to find out the ghost, at least within today and tomorrow, otherwise they would be chased until they dared not even take a break, who would dare to do that? Can live.

"Everyone, I suddenly thought of a small game, do you want to participate, a game where you can find the ghost."

As soon as she finished speaking, several pairs of eyes looked over at her like a conditioned reflex. They looked at her at the same time, which suddenly gave her the idea that the mole did not exist.

Except for Quan Jianmin, everyone gathered together. They formed a small circle and sat solemnly, as if they were waiting for children in a handkerchief throwing game.

Zihua carefully observed each person's face carefully, and after looking around, she began to tell the rules of the game.

This game is very simple, that is, each person holds a small piece of paper and writes one or ten on it with the pen they got. One means that they are not a ghost, and ten means that they are a ghost.

No one knows what others have written, and the insider can admit the fact that he is the insider without any psychological pressure, and can take the opportunity to show off his identity to them to satisfy his criminal psychology.

Once written, roll up the note and throw it into the water bottle, and it's game over.

And they can determine whether there is really a mole among them through the note in the water bottle.

Maybe they are just scaring themselves, the problem is not theirs at all, everything is the result of their overthinking.

(End of this chapter)