Chapter 641 Corpse Poison

An overwhelming fear surrounded her.

Wen Xiaoai, who was never afraid of life and death, seemed to understand what death meant at this moment.

Wen Xiaoai's frightened voices and cries kept coming from the phone, and Jun Moyan's voice, which was too weak to be heard at all, made Tsing Yi go crazy.

"Hurry up."

He yelled at the bodyguard driving ahead.

"calm."

The alcoholic next to him reached out and took Tsing Yi's hand.

Tsing Yi turned her head and looked at the drunkard.

When the originally anxious heart saw the drunkard's eyes, it calmed down a lot.

If there is a drunkard, nothing will happen.

Four black Hummers of the same model galloped through the lights all the way, and arrived at the street where Wen Xiaoai and the others were located within fifteen minutes.

Almost at the moment when the car stopped, Tsing Yi opened the car door with the medicine box in hand and rushed out, running towards the black Maybach on the side of the road.

The drunkard also quickly got out of the car.

Seeing Tsing Yi and the others coming, Wen Xiaoai opened the car door on Jun Moyan's side.

Tsing Yi saw Jun Moyan's naked back at a glance.

Five black blood holes were pierced out by something, and black blood was constantly bubbling, and there was even a little bit of black smoke.

The skin near the wound was blue-gray.

When the drunkard saw this, his heart sank.

"poisoned."

"Put Third Young Master in the back seat first." Tsing Yi put the medicine box on the ground, and moved Jun Moyan to the back seat with the alcoholic.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai was also covered in blood, Tsing Yi hurriedly asked, "Miss Wen, where are you hurt?"

"I'm fine." Wen Xiaoai replied, got out of the car and came to the back seat.

Wen Xiaoai got into the car, helped Jun Moyan who was unconscious, let him lean on her body, and left the wounded back to the alcoholic.

Tsing Yi drove back to Wuyuan with the three of them.

The lights in the car were not bright enough, so the drunkard took out a small flashlight and shone it on Jun Moyan's back to check the wound.

He lightly pressed the rotten skin around his wound with his fingers, and watched the black air emerge from the wound, frowning together.

He raised his eyes and looked at Wen Xiaoai, who was holding Jun Moyan and was also looking at Jun Moyan's wound, sobbing from time to time.

"What hurt?" asked the drunk.

"Yes Yes……"

Wen Xiaoai didn't know how to tell him, but after hesitating for a while, she didn't say that Wu Zhi, who had turned into a ghost, was hurt.

Wen Xiaoai's evasive, bewildered eyes made the drunkard sure that the injury was not man-made.

Is it caused by monsters?

What monster?

"Do you know what poison this is?"

"Corpse poison."

Wen Xiaoai didn't hide this.

"Which one is wet?" Tsing Yi, who was driving in front, asked.

The one who answered him was a drunkard.

"The corpse of the corpse."

"Corpse poison? What kind of poison is this? Is it powerful? Can it be cured?" It was the first time I heard of this kind of poison.

"It's amazing, of course it's amazing, and it's the first time I've seen it." The alcoholic looked heavy, looking at Jun Moyan's rotten wound, helpless.

Regarding corpse poison, he only heard about it from his master, and learned a little about it in books.

The so-called corpse poison is actually a virus produced after the corpse rots.

It's just that in medicine, the word "corpse poison" has never been used.

If it were another doctor, I'm afraid they wouldn't even know what it was.

However, there are many folk theories about corpse poison.

The alcoholic had never been in contact with this thing, but he knew what Wen Xiaoai was talking about immediately because he had read a lot of books about whether people would turn into ghosts after death.

He, too, was superstitious.