Chapter 1512: Phoenix Clan: Can't Find the Capital of the Corpse
"This is my wife, my son, my daughter, Mr. Bao, Dr. Long, and a few young ladies. You're welcome! Just treat it as your own family."
After the old boss introduced his family, he waved his hand.
"Let's get started! Food is the most important thing for the people. Thank you for your hard work these days!"
When we started eating, no one said anything.
Having troubled her stomach for several days, Feng Jiuer was no longer polite.
Everyone had a good meal and even looked much better.
The maid cleared the table and replaced it with drinks.
Qiao Mu and Feng Yinan brought Yue Qinchun into the room.
The maid left, and Yang Sheng stayed outside the door after eating. Jianyi sat in his original position, occasionally sipping tea.
Feng Jiang, Feng Jiu'er, and the Zhang family were all sitting in their original positions.
"Old boss, what's the specific situation?
The people we brought here are all trustworthy, so it doesn’t matter if you say so.”
Feng Jiuer put down the cup and waved her hand.
The old boss nodded and sighed lightly.
"Our cultivation area three originally had eight thousand scorpions, ten thousand poisonous snakes, and toads."
The old boss looked around and lowered his voice.
"To be honest, counting the ones who died the day before yesterday, half of the scorpions have died, and more than two thousand snakes have died."
"In short, he is either dead or missing. Even his body cannot be found."
"There are only about 4,000 scorpions left and less than 8,000 venomous snakes."
"Before you came, I must have told you that the situation was not very serious, because the most serious thing was the day before yesterday, the night before yesterday..." "Well, most of them disappeared the night before yesterday."
Feng Jiuer looked at the man who spoke and frowned.
"What the old master means is that the poison did not die of illness, but disappeared?"
"Some died of illness, some are missing, and there are some remains and blood stains, maybe they were eaten."
The old boss shook his head.
"We were worried about affecting other poisons, those who died of illness or were bitten, so we brought them back."
"In the beginning, more people died of illness, such as poisoning, and the color became different."
"But our doctors are not sure what kind of poison they were poisoned or how they were poisoned."
"Anyway, I still have no clue so far. If this continues, my ten heads won't be enough!"
The lady beside the old master gently patted the back of his hand and looked at Feng Jiu'er and Feng Jiang.
"Master Bao, Doctor Long, you have to help us!"
"There are three breeding farms, and there is only a base for raising toads. There is no problem for the time being."
"Our venue is not big, and we don't dare to move it at will. If the situation is not out of control, we will not disturb Mr. Lei."
Zhang Zhicheng kept holding the cup and looking at the person opposite him from time to time.
The little girl brought a plate of fruit in front of her and kept stuffing the fruit into her mouth, as if the things here had nothing to do with her.
"If the poison really causes death, it depends mainly on Doctor Long. I don't understand poison."
Fengjiang poured himself another cup of tea.
"Yes I know."
The old boss nodded and his eyes fell on Feng Jiuer.
"I don't know, does Doctor Long have any good suggestions?"
"Poison dies suddenly and suddenly. It is important to find out the cause, but there is one thing that I find very strange."
Feng Jiuer frowned.
"What do you mean, the old boss, there are not only corpses at the scene, but also some mutilated corpses?
There are even many poisons that can’t even be found on corpses?”
"Yes."
The old boss nodded.
"According to statistics, there were four thousand scorpions, and about a thousand corpses were found, and almost all of them were mutilated. I don't know if there are a thousand corpses."
"On the side of the poisonous snake, there are two thousand missing, and there are less than two hundred corpses. Either the head is missing, or the tail is missing. How pitiful!"
"We suspected that some kind of monster went in and ate the poison. I even suspected that it was a monster that was highly poisonous and could fly."
"A poisonous monster that can fly?"
Feng Jiuer's frown deepened.
"Yes! But this is just our guess, there is no evidence!"
The old boss let out a shallow sigh.
"At first, there were only dozens or hundreds of dead animals. The corpses were mutilated and had weird colors. We didn't think much about it."
"So, we told the master that he was sick from poison."
"But he died suddenly the day before yesterday. No, it should be said that he lost so much. Our guess is different."
The old boss sighed again.
"If we say that poisons poison each other, kill each other, or even eat each other, it is impossible to be so much less."
"There is nothing unusual around our farm, so the only possibility is that something flew in, ate the poison, and then flew away."
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and said, "Where is the body?
Is it convenient to take a look now?"
"Convenient, of course convenient."
The old boss nodded sharply and stood up.
Glancing at Feng Jiang again, he said softly: "However, it's getting late, why don't we watch it tomorrow?"
"Master Bao and Doctor Long are tired after coming so far, aren't they?"
"Send some over."
Fengjiang put down the cup and said, "Let's talk about other things tomorrow."
"That's okay."
The old boss nodded in response.
In the end, the old boss sent two boxes over, and the family of four left with the maid that Feng Jiuer said they didn't need.
"Master, they are really gone, no one is left."
Yang Sheng came back from outside and said.
"Okay, you go and have a rest."
Feng Jiang waved his hand and said, "Tonight, Feng Yinan can just keep watch."
"Yes, sir."
Yang Sheng nodded, turned around, and walked towards the stairs on the other side.
As soon as Jian opened the box, a smell suddenly filled the room.
When Qiao Mu came out, he brushed his hand in front of his nose and went over to open both windows.
Feng Jiuer opened a cloth bag and took out a small basin and the tweezers she made.
She picked out a scorpion with its tail missing from the box and placed it in a basin.
Qiao Mu went over to look at the other box and covered his nose: "This thing smells too bad."
“Where’s the mask?
Bring a few out."
Feng Jiuer said softly.
"good."
Qiao Mu shook his head, turned around, and disappeared into the front hall.
Soon, she took out a few masks and gave them to Feng Jiu'er, one each for Jian Yi and Feng Jiang, and she also brought one.
Masks are Feng Jiuer's craftsmanship, and everyone has long been accustomed to using them.
Wearing a mask makes me feel better.
Feng Jiuer picked up the scorpion with its broken tail and looked at it for a while, then put it down and picked out another one.
Fengjiang stretched out his hand to catch a snake, but Qiao Mu slapped him on the back of his hand.
When he turned his head, Qiao Mu was holding something like a glove.
This is also Feng Jiuer's masterpiece.
For people like them who study medicine and make medicine, these necessities are indispensable.
Qiao Mu stared at Feng Jiang's big palm and raised his eyebrows.
Fengjiang looked at his palm, then looked at something that looked a bit like a palm, and stretched out his palm.
"Don't move!"
Qiao Mu felt a little disgusted, but still put it on for him.
