As a medical idiot, Yun Han's emotions were all written on his face at this moment. King Li couldn't stand it anymore and glanced at his two subordinates who were half kneeling on the spot: "What are you doing here? Why don't you go and arrest him?" !”
It wasn't until they walked outside and the warm sunshine shone on their bodies that the two subordinates felt a little warm.
After not feeling well for long, I walked outside Zhang Chen's house and looked at each other: "Do you feel a little cold again?"
The other person nodded, reached out and knocked hard on the door.
Zhang Chen's face was much paler than when Fang Shan came before: "Is there something wrong, sir?"
"Please come with us."
Zhang Chen smiled and cooperated very well: "Okay, let me change some clothes."
There are a lot of chicken feathers stuck to his shirt, which makes sense.
The courtyard door remained open, and after a while, no one came out. One of the guards was a little worried: "I'll go take a look."
Another person stopped him: "Just now that a chicken was captured, he should have guessed that the secret might be discovered. Now that the village has been sealed off and he can't escape, what do you think he will do?"
"Fight to the death?"
After saying this, he was looked down upon: "People's nature is different from ours. When force is not enough, they naturally think of outsmarting them."
After being reminded by his companion, the guard immediately looked at the courtyard with scrutiny.
Almost a stick of incense passed, but Zhang Chen still didn't come out.
The guard sneered: "Do you want to invite you to the urn?"
If you guessed it right, once they step into the courtyard, what awaits them is either a trap or a group of damn roosters.
"There's no rush." My companion asked the old woman next door to borrow a small matza, and started to sit and eat melon seeds: "If he doesn't come out, we won't go in either. We'll just waste it to see who can't stand it first."
Besides, King Li didn't see his subordinates coming back after waiting for a long time.
Fang Shan frowned: "Could something go wrong?"
Yun Han locked the big rooster in the cage: "Go over and have a look."
The uncharacteristic enthusiasm makes others feel uncomfortable.
Yun Han explained: "It's rare to have a lovable drug tester. We can't let him run away."
Meng Xunmei's shoulders trembled slightly after he left, and Fang Shan teased: "Could it be that in his eyes, you are also a lovely person?"
When Meng Xunmei was feeling frightened, Fang Shan received a warning look from Wei Sushen and immediately restrained himself. If Meng Xunmei cast a psychological shadow on Yun Han, the gain would outweigh the loss.
Wuyou Village is surrounded by mountains. The village is not large. It only takes 20 minutes to walk from north to south.
Not long after walking along a path, I saw Zhang Chen's house in the distance. The village was full of scenery. The vines growing on the walls were full of life and decorated with small white flowers in the middle, which was really pleasing. However, the most eye-catching thing is the young man eating melon seeds and punching at the door.
Fang Shan blinked and said to King Li: "There are two people over there who look like your subordinates."
Meng Xunmei curled her lips slightly, what she said was so level, and more than just a resemblance, anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that he was clearly King Li's guard.
King Li had used his best patience to avoid kicking the guard away on the spot.
When the two saw King Li, they quickly saluted.
King Li looked grim: "Where are the people?"
"Go back to your lord, change your clothes inside." For fear of being misunderstood, he explained: "After inference, this person is most likely to have set up a trap in the courtyard, waiting for me to fall into a trap."
King Li's tone became colder: "There is a mechanism on the ground, won't it fly over?"
The two subordinates looked at each other... Yes, they can perform Qing Kung Fu.
He clasped his fists in admiration and said, "Your Majesty, I wish you all the best."
Adhering to the principle that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, Fang Shan comforted King Li: "You are still young, you can teach him slowly in the future."
Being swept by the cold gaze, the guards had goosebumps all over their bodies. Fortunately, King Li's gaze finally glanced over them. He cursed "waste", swayed and flew towards the house in the courtyard.
The moment they crossed the high wall, they saw a dozen chickens spreading their wings like giant rocs, leaping several feet high.
King Li put his foot on the chicken's back, dodged several times, and retreated.
The guard rushed forward: "My lord, are you okay?"
King Li had a dark face, but Fang Shan signaled with a wink to stop asking. Everyone could see that King Li was fine, the key was to be embarrassed.
The guards were also frightened. Not only did King Li have great martial arts skills, but his internal strength and skills were far superior to ordinary people. If they were the ones who entered, they would be pecked twice if they didn't survive.
Yun Han calmly reminded: "If you really get pecked by a chicken, maybe you will become the subordinates of the people in the house."
The guards clenched their fists fiercely. What is the difference between them and the living dead
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows: "These chickens are extremely ferocious. I'm afraid it won't be easy to get in for a while."
It is not difficult to break in by force, but you are afraid that someone will be injured and controlled by the opponent.
While they were still communicating, Wei Sushen did not deliberately lower his voice. Instead, he directly used his inner strength to transmit his voice into the room: "I'll give you ten seconds. If you don't come out, we will set fire to it."
They didn't know the reaction of the people in the house after hearing this, but Fang Shan and others' throats twitched, and they moved away from the murderous and arsonist without leaving any trace.
"Fifteen or two..." There was no pause at all.
Meng Xunmei asked Fang Shan softly: "Is this a counting method unique to the Demon Cult?"
After counting ten seconds in less than three seconds, Wei Sushen turned his head and said to Li Wang: "You can set the fire."
As a member of the royal family, King Li was often criticized for being deviant. He had traveled through the world in his early years, and compared to ordinary royal children, his hands could be considered bloody. All the princes and nobles in the imperial city were careful to please him.
Putting these things together with Wei Sushen's actions, he is simply a moral model with a measure of progress and retreat.
"Your Majesty." The guard asked King Li for his opinion.
King Li nodded: "Go find the torch."
Before he finished speaking, an angry voice was heard: "After all, you are a respectable person, but you are so heartless!"
King Li said calmly: "Did you come out on your own, or..."
The guards had already fetched torches, and everyone knew what was going to happen next.
Zhang Chen gritted his teeth: "Even the prince cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately."
King Li was very calm: "No one will plead your grievance."
Trying to reason with extremely evil people is a way of making things difficult for oneself.
As he spoke, he threw the torch out, and the door was quickly half burned. Zhang Chen looked resentful and finally walked out.
Seeing that the chickens did not attack him, Fang Shan nodded towards King Li, now convinced that the other party could indeed control the living dead.
Zhang Chen is no longer as submissive as he was when they first met him. This young man has good looks and temperament, and there is a kind of indifference in his eyes when he looks at people.
The goal has been achieved. The two subordinates put out the fire and returned to their shadow state in the dark.
Zhang Chen stood in front of King Li, his eyes flashing: "Do you want to do a business with me?"
The smile on the corner of King Li's lips was sarcastic: "Are you worthy of being imprisoned alone?"
There was no fear in Zhang Chen's eyes: "Your Majesty should know the importance of information about the living dead. Besides, I am not the only one doing this. If you want to know the inside story, cooperation is the wisest decision."
Unprepared, King Li tapped several acupuncture points on his body: "Unfortunately, I am not prepared to make a deal."
After saying that, he kicked him away from Yun Han: "Take it to test the medicine. When you are willing to say it, I will return it."
There is no arrogance in Zhang Chen's eyes just now. At this moment, the only thing that can move in his body is his eyes, blinking desperately, as if to imply something. Yun Han's eyes tightened. He finally found a person who was testing the medicine. How could he let him go so easily? He immediately took Zhang Chen and flew away.
"Is it my imagination?" Meng Xun's beautiful eyes were full of doubts: "That person seemed to be willing to compromise just now."
King Li waved his hand: "If this is really the case, you should have said it then."
Meng Xunmei: "But you touched his dumb point."
King Li frowned, recalled what was going on, and changed his words: "What is revealed so easily is definitely not the truth, and should not be taken lightly."
“…”
Two days passed without incident. When Zhang Chen appeared again, everyone was surprised.
He has lost a lot of weight, his cheekbones are prominent, and his face is full of desolation and despair.
King Li untied his mute hole, and to prevent others from biting his tongue and committing suicide, there were guards watching beside him.
"I'll tell you." He struggled to hold himself up, his voice hoarse, but not as high-spirited as that day: "I'll tell you everything."
Two lines of tears flowed down his face, and he cursed these people as bandits in his heart. He had been ready to say it for a long time, but he still suffered.
It was about the living dead. King Li did not dare to be careless and asked coldly: "How do you control those living dead?"
Zhang Chen took a thin piece from his waist and said, "Just blow this."
This thin slice is very distinctive, the texture is jade, and there are several holes of different sizes in the top row. Meng Xunmei took a closer look curiously: "Can you really blow it?"
Zhang Chen simply stared at King Li: "You will know if it is true or false once you try it."
Fang Shan, who had been listening, suddenly wrapped it in a handkerchief and took it: "It's quenched with poison."
Zhang Chen's pupils shrank suddenly: "How do you know?"
"...Really?" Fang Shan looked more surprised than him.
As a conspiracy theorist, this is just a casual comment.
Fang Shan handed the slice to Yun Han, who dipped some in a silver needle, sprinkled some powder on it, and nodded: "It is indeed poisonous."
Carefully soak it in the water. Except for Zhang Chen, no one here knows about poisons. Yun Han only saw Yun Han adding a few herbs to it, boiling it for a while and then taking it out: "It's ready to use."
King Li put it in his palm and looked at it for a long time, hesitating slightly whether to try it.
Fang Shan volunteered: "I'll come."
King Li: "Be careful, different sounds should have different effects."
If you're not careful, you might even be attacked by the living dead.
Fang Shan first closed the doors and windows to block the spread of sound, then hooked his fingers and asked to hold the rooster over.
As soon as the mute sound similar to that of a flute came out, the rooster suddenly became violent. Fang Shan tried several notes one after another and soon became familiar with it. Even Zhang Chen was extremely surprised in his eyes. He did not expect that he would have such a talent.
In fact, Fang Shan has been to countless worlds, and his skills have long been maxed out. This thing is, to put it bluntly, similar to the snake control technique.
Now that we have a musical instrument, let alone ordinary controls, it is not a problem to make the living dead spin and jump with their eyes closed.
The author has something to say: I haven’t finished writing yet, but there are still a bunch of notes and extra chapters waiting for me, so I can only stop here...
Thank you to the little angels who feed and irrigate, thank you all!
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