Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Mo Xiaonian slept soundly that night, and when he woke up the next morning, he felt extremely hungry.

"Why am I so hungry? Fucang, are you home?"

The door was gently opened and Fu Cang walked in with a bowl of egg noodles.

"Xiao Nian, you are finally awake. Now tell me who you are?"

Mo Xiaonian was so angry that she laughed.

"What are you doing! Of course I am Mo Xiaonian, who else could it be?"

Fu Cang was obviously relieved.

"Are you starving? This is hand-rolled noodles made by the Great Elder. Come and eat it."

Mo Xiaonian looked at Fu Cang suspiciously, took the bowl of noodles, and asked him while eating the noodles.

"Why do I feel like you're acting weird today? What did you mean by what you just asked me?"

Fu Cang touched Mo Xiaonian's hair.

"Eat first. After you finish eating, I will tell you what happened yesterday."

Mo Xiaonian was a person who was easy to coax. He nodded and ate the noodles obediently. In the end, he even drank all the noodle soup.

"The hand-rolled noodles made by grandma are the most delicious, even better than instant noodles."

"Yeah, I think so too. You really don't remember anything about yesterday?"

Mo Xiaonian rolled his eyes and thought for a long time, and he also showed a puzzled look.

"Eh? Now that you mention it, I feel like I have blacked out. I saw that you were too busy, so I took out the silver plate mushrooms and prepared to mash them into a pulp. Then I smelled a very pleasant fragrance, and then... Then I don't remember anything, and it's all of a sudden now! Isn't this too magical?"

Fu Cang couldn't help but reach out and scratch Mo Xiaonian's nose.

"You didn't even know you were poisoned. But this is my fault. I didn't expect that the silver plate mushroom was so powerful that its smell could also poison people. I will make time to work with you on this today no matter what."

"I was poisoned? Oh my god, I don't know. By the way, what did I look like after being poisoned?"

Fu Cang scratched his head and decided to lie to Mo Xiaonian.

"Nothing, you were just sleeping. You've been sleeping for so long that no matter how I called you, you wouldn't wake up. If the high priest hadn't checked you and said there was nothing wrong with you, I don't know how worried I would be."

Mo Xiaonian patted his chest quietly.

When she was in the present world, she had seen what people looked like after eating hallucinogenic mushrooms. If she really looked like that in front of Fu Cang, she didn't know if she would still be able to survive.

This time, when the two people were making the silver plate mushroom slurry, they took full protective measures, wearing thick masks and gloves, and did not dare to let the slurry touch them at all. In this way, the two people mashed all the silver plate mushrooms they picked into slurry, and then soaked the tips of the darts in the slurry. After the tips of the darts were evenly in contact with the silver plate mushroom slurry, they took them to the sun for drying.

Fu Cang looked at the half-full jar of liquid and felt it was a pity.

It doesn’t take much slurry to soak the darts, so wouldn’t the rest be wasted?

While Fu Cang was away, Mo Xiaonian sealed the half-jar of silver plate mushroom paste and put it into the space.

Fu Cang felt a little distressed.

There wasn't much fluid on the tips of those darts, and I didn't know whether they could have a hallucinogenic effect after stabbing the enemy.

"How about Xiaonian, try stabbing me with this dart and I'll see if it works."

"Stab you? I can't do it, but can't I stab someone else?"

Fu Cang shook his head.

"I still want to try it myself. Only after I try it myself, I will know what effect this dart can achieve."

Fu Cang grabbed Mo Xiaonian's hand, looked her straight in the eyes and said, "Only if you stay by my side can I do this with peace of mind. Don't worry, the effect of this dart is actually very small. Look at how much slurry can be stuck on such a small tip. It is likely that it will not have any effect. Even if it is really useful, it will definitely be gone in a flash."

"Well, I'll stay by your side and I won't let anything unexpected happen to you."

After Mo Xiaonian finished speaking, he picked up a dart and stabbed the tip into Fu Cang's skin.

Fu Cang felt like he was bitten by a mosquito.

"Xiao Nian, you pierced too shallowly. There was no bleeding. This will not have any effect."

"Of course it won't work. Just smelling this stuff works. It must work if you just scratch your skin a little. Stop talking and feel the changes in your body. You got this opportunity with your health..."

Before Mo Xiaonian could finish her words, Fu Cang had already grabbed her wrist and thrust the dart deeper.

Mo Xiaonian was startled by Fu Cang's action. She quickly retracted her hand, and the dart left Fu Cang's arm, followed by a small drop of blood.

"Hey! Why aren't you listening at all? Is it okay now? You're bleeding. Do you feel any discomfort now?"

Fu Cang looked at his small wound and was about to speak when he noticed a change in Mo Xiaonian in front of him.

It seemed as if two small wings had grown on her back, flapping like she was about to fly away.

Fu Cang suddenly became anxious and raised his hands to hug her waist tightly.

"What are you going to do? Why did you grow little wings? Are you going to fly away?"

"what?"

Mo Xiaonian tilted her head and looked into Fu Cang's eyes.

"It won't work so quickly, will it? Fu Cang, look at me carefully, why am I flying? I'm not a butterfly!"

"Of course you are not a butterfly, you are a fairy, right? Aren't fairies bound to return to heaven sooner or later?

I don't care. You are the woman I exchanged for a wild boar. You can only be mine for the rest of your life, so you can't go anywhere. No matter where you go, I will bring you back!"

Mo Xiaonian opened Fu Cang's eyes wide and looked at his pupils carefully.

She felt that Fu Cang's pupils seemed to be bigger than before, and were round and particularly cute.

"Fu Cang, your poison has taken effect. You must remember the feeling of your body now. Oh, and I'm going to start counting to see how long your poison symptoms can last!"

Mo Xiaonian began to count silently in her heart, while Fu Cang was like an octopus, with his hands and feet wrapped around Mo Xiaonian, afraid that his little fairy would fly away if he wasn't paying attention.