MTL - Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed-Chapter 476 Corpse poison

The old man raised his sparse eyebrows and said with a smile: "Huh? The girl knows a lot, then tell me, what kind of poison is this?"

He looked at An Rushuang with a bit of scrutiny.

The corners of An Rushuang's lips trembled, and she turned her head to look at Meng Li, who had a blue complexion. She didn't want to admit it, but now Meng Li's condition coincided with what she knew.

After a long time, she trembled and said two words: "corpse poison."

When these words were said, the old man looked at An Rushuang in amazement. Such a little girl actually knew about corpse poison?

Speaking of corpse poison, maybe few people in Beimo know about it.

Anyone who knows is an old monster like him, who is about to fall into the soil, this girl is really not simple.

After a while, he laughed.

"The girl is very smart, and she knows this corpse poison."

Du Yong stood beside him, with a look of doubt, turned his head and asked Xianxian in a low voice: "What is this corpse poison?"

Zhu Xianxian didn't know anything about it, just shook his head.

On the other side, An Rushuang's fingers tightened tighter, her nails sinking deep into her palms, but she didn't seem to feel any pain.

She had heard Luoqu talk about the corpse poison when she was in the prime of life, but it was just a few words.

At the beginning, Luoqu had told her about these strange things and things, besides, Luoqu had lived in southern Xinjiang, so it was naturally connected.

And this corpse poison is one of these strange things.

Spread out in southern Xinjiang, people who have heard of corpse poison will not only ulcerate their skin and lose their feelings, but if they are more serious, they will stiffen their muscles and become alive.

This living corpse is one of them. But it is controlled by people and acts without thinking.

What's more, there are walking corpses. These walking corpses are higher than living corpses. They act like ordinary people and are even more frightening.

"He won't...be that way?"

This sentence seemed to be squeezed out of An Rushuang's teeth. Every word is very difficult.

If it becomes that way, she would rather kill him before he changes.

Nor would let any of his soldiers see him without dignity.

The old man snorted: "Do you think he will be a special case? I have lived for more than sixty years. As long as I have seen people infected with corpse poison, they will become like that."

Having said this, he opened up a long voice, looked at An Rushuang, and said slowly: "Without exception."

Before he finished his words, An Rushuang turned his head to look at him, her bright eyes were as cold as winter ice.

She asked Shen Shen, "I just want to know, could you save him?"

Amidst An Rushuang’s gaze as cold as ice and snow, the smile on the old man’s face could not be stretched. He gradually reduced his cynical smile and snorted: "You are smart, but my old man is the least Those who like it are smart people."

With that said, the old man looked frosty, and after a while, he said solemnly: "Besides, what if my old man can save him? What if I can't save him? I meet him in peace, and now I am wasting here. Enough time, it’s time for me to go back..."

An Rushuang frowned and looked at him. The old man didn't like her, and she also hated the old man extremely.

Obviously it came with a purpose, but it has to be oblique.

"Although you probably followed that child, you don’t even know the child named A Qing. Otherwise, you wouldn’t watch his body rotting in the sun. Then, you come here, either Come find him."

An Rushuang interrupted him directly, pointed his finger at the unconscious Meng Li, and then said: "Either, these ghosts are under your control."

She didn't want to listen to the old man's nonsense now.

"No matter which guess, you can save him. Now I only need to know one thing, what do you want?"

Du Yong and Xianxian looked dumbfounded, they were about to talk, but they didn't want the old man to smile.

Turning his head to look at An Rushuang, then at Meng Li on the bed, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth and said: "I said this girl is smart, she is really smart."

Having said this, he pointed at Meng Li.

"The general is very rich and noble, and he is very brave. If ordinary people are caught with such corpse poison, it will be dead in one hour. You see, after two hours, he will only fester slightly. You. Do you know what is protecting him?"

When everyone heard the penultimate sentence, they were very upset.

Slightly festered? An Rushuang also gave him a fierce look.

When Du Yong heard these words, he couldn't help but want to go up and bite him.

The old man is standing and talking now. The general's wound has become like this, he used a little to describe it.

He said that the old man felt the hostility of the people around him, and grinned hurriedly, but this move made the hostility of everyone even more increased.

"The last sentence, the last sentence, something is protecting him!"

The old man grinned and said: "Moreover, with his fate, he can't die for a while. I can try my best to delay him for a moment. However, if he really lives later, he is in a high position again. Will be above the level. Then I will come to collect the account, how about an official?"

Du Yong couldn't help it, his mouth twitched.

"The general is still lying on the bed now, life and death do not know! And our general, how can you be an officer? You are an old man in his seventies or eighties who can't go on the battlefield. Even if you sweep the floor, you can flash your waist. What do you want to do? What kind of official, you can talk about it yourself!"

This Du Yong was really a firecracker, and he blasted over without a word, and everyone was a little startled.

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but smile.

"I didn't say that he gave me an official at this time. When he will become the emperor, I will ask this official to do it. Do you think it is feasible?"

He met several vassal kings, and no one had the fate, but the Mobei general had a surprisingly good fate.

He put a lot of effort, how can he not go to the real place?

Turns out to be a climber, An Rushuang looked at him and sneered: "If he doesn't become the emperor, you won't be an official. But can you save him now? You just say a word. If it can be saved, I I can give you everything now."