Chapter 151 An Archaeological Team in the Jungle (2/2)

At contact with miasma, his skin was itchy and prickly, as if he had been caught in acid rain. He also began to experience dizziness, chest tightness and difficulty breathing. These were all symptoms of miasma poisoning. Fortunately, these symptoms of discomfort disappeared as soon as his spiritual power was running. The Tang Sect's poison failed to kill him, not to mention the miasma here.

In the miasma, Ning Tao aroused the ability of looking and smelling. Soon he spotted that several innate auras in miasma were rapidly weakening. He could also smell some people, fire, lunch meat, drinks, and beer. It was not difficult to guess that those people had been camping on the sunny side, but the miasma swept over and that they failed to escape. It took him less than five minutes to get here, but the voice of the caller had been dead.

Sure enough, when Ning Tao arrived at the innate auras, he saw several tents and a fire that was about to go out. In addition, there were several people lying by the fire. They were four men, two women, and a teenager. The teenager was only 17 or 18 years old, and what distinguished him from the six adults was that the clothes he wore were ordinary, the kind of cheap stuff that could be bought for a few tens of yuan. He was also wearing a pair of army green liberation shoes whose non-slip soles had been worn flat. These characteristics all indicated his identity—he was supposed to be these explorers' ”tour guide” who came from a village.

Glancing around, Ning Tao got a rough idea of what was going on. He opened the small medicine chest, took out seven Sacred Needles, pricked each one, and injected some special spiritual power into the body of the poisoned persons. He then cut his wrists, pinched open their mouths and let them drink a little of his blood. His blood had strong detoxification ability, so the fact that the poisoned persons drank his blood was equivalent to taking an antidote.

Then Ning Tao took out his Unbreakable Fan and fanned the faces of the seven poisoned people. Miasma was humid and sultry, which aggravated the poisoning of these people, while the cold air which created by the Unbreakable Fan could reduce the poisoning symptoms of the poisoned people.

After the treatment with the special spiritual power, the detoxification of blood and the Unbreakable Fan's cold wind, a young man finally woke up. He gasped for air, looked around in horror, and then he saw Ning Tao. He let out a noise. ”You...”

Ning Tao interrupted, ”Don't talk for the time being. Do you have a handkerchief? If so, pee on it and cover your mouth and nose with it.”

The young man shook his head, looking nervous.

”If you don't have a handkerchief, take off your shirt, pee on it, and put it over your nose and mouth,” said Ning Tao.

Without hesitation, the young man immediately took off his coat and urinated on it. He didn't avoid Ning Tao, because it was important to save his life.

Urine had a detoxifying effect. It was not obvious, but it was better than nothing. A cloth dampened with urine could filter the air and ensure that the poisoning victim no longer absorbed malaria. It was the last resort to deal with miasma.

After the young man covered his mouth and nose with his wet coat, several other poisoned people came to their senses. Ning Tao told them the same way. The poisoned people also wet their coats with urine according to his instructions, and then covered their mouths and noses.

Only a young woman did not wake up. She was very tall and thin, wearing a pair of nearsighted glasses. She was obviously a weak person who had been a brainworker for years without exercise. Although Ning Tao injected her with a little special spiritual power and let her drink his blood, her condition did not improve, but became more and more serious. Just after her companions woke up, her innate aura was weak to the extreme.

”She must have been ill. Why did she dare to explore Shennongjia when she was so weak? Didn't she want to die?” Ning Tao walked over to the young woman. As he said it to himself, the young woman's innate aura suddenly vanished.

This was the signal for the heart to stop beating.

Ning Tao couldn't care about other things. He knelt beside the young woman, opened her mouth, and began to blow into it. After a few breaths, he pressed her chest hard to help her resuscitate her. As he squeezed her chest, he poured spiritual power into her body through his hands.

Half a minute later, the woman let out a groan and woke up.

Ning Tao immediately picked her up and started walking high, shouting, ”All of you follow me!”

Those explorers and the teenager followed Ning Tao and dared not fall behind. Tension and fear enveloped everyone, and no one wondered who the young man who saved them was and why he was here.

The higher they went to the sunny side of the hill, the stronger the wind was, and the thinner the miasma was. Nearly a quarter of an hour later, Ning Tao finally led them out of the miasma zone.

The night wind blew, bringing cool and fresh air. Those people who almost died threw away the wet coats, some slumping on the ground, some lying on the ground, taste the unique taste of survival.

Ning Tao put the weak woman on the grass.

The young woman began, ”Thank you, I...”

Ning Tao interrupted, ”You're welcome. I'm a doctor. I happened to hear someone calling for help, so I came to you. You're lucky. If I weren't around here, you'd all be dead on the slope below.”

”I'm Ma Tongtong. I'm from the archaeological bureau of Lake province. They are all my colleagues.” The young woman made a brief introduction of herself. Although she didn't say thank you again, her eyes were full of gratitude.

Ning Tao just nodded, and didn't introduce himself. From Ma Tongtong's words, he learned that these people were not travelers for expedition, but a government-backed archaeological team. That was to say, they came here for archaeology. He felt some strange—Shennongjia had been a primeval forest since ancient times, so what did this team come here for?