Zhuque County.

A group of people from the Southern Witch Cult have been staying for a while, and Cao Wenhua's influence in Zhuque County has been wiped out. Now is the time when the new county magistrate Le Zhengjin is extremely busy.

Things in the Shi family need to be sorted out. The collapse of such a large family leaves a huge power vacuum. Mu Qingshan of the nearby Yumei Villa also uses his relationship with Ouyang Heng and Mi Qi to get closer to Le Zheng.

the distance between.

With the help of Mu Qingshan, who was well-known in Zhuque County, Le Zhengjin managed to survive the most difficult time.

When Zi Yan comes back, she will naturally not get involved in the affairs of Zhuque County. She is looking for people from the Southern Witch Cult.

In a wing of a courtyard, she and Ruan Xiangnan met alone.

Ruan Xiangnan is no longer in the typical South Vietnamese clothes at the beginning. She has changed into women's clothes common in Daqi, and has her hair pulled into a bun. If she just sits there and doesn't talk, she still looks quite charming.

Ladylike style.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the atmosphere was immediately broken.

"Why are you looking for me? Do you want to drive us away?" Ruan Xiangnan sneered, his eyes full of unruly, like a stubborn little wild cat.

Zi Yan has always sent people to keep an eye on these people from the Southern Witch Cult, and information about them is constantly being passed on and placed on her desk.

Therefore, she knew very well Ruan Xiangnan's true temperament.

This girl is not a bad person at heart.

She just lives in South Vietnam, and because of her upbringing, she instinctively rejects the Central Plains people.

This is also something that cannot be done.

Culturally speaking, the land of South Vietnam is in a weak position. If we are not wary of the Central Plains, we will be culturally assimilated.

The assimilation of culture was followed by the loss of independence, which was absolutely fatal to the monarch of South Vietnam.

"You can stay as long as you want. I came here specifically to ask for help today."

Ziyan's posture is very low.

A woman with Ruan Xiangnan's temperament just wants to stroke her hair smoothly, but she can't do it forcefully.

"Help?"

Ruan Xiangnan never expected that Zi Yan would have such an attitude. Although the Daqi officials she met were friendly on the surface, she could always detect the arrogance in their bones.

But Zi Yan doesn't have that kind of arrogance in her heart.

Although Zi Yan was born in the Jiang family, the head of the four major families in the south of the Yangtze River, she had been living in the Jianghu since she was very young. She had suffered all kinds of hardships. Finally, she caught an opportunity and was caught by Yang Ruoqing, who rescued her from the sea of ​​suffering.

After being rescued, with her life experience like this, how could she have any arrogant thoughts?

"The thing is like this..."

Zi Yan began to introduce in detail the difficulties encountered in Yizhou.

She didn't ask someone to send a message in advance, because this matter was too important to be left to others. It was best to talk about it in person, so as not to leak the news.

"Do you have a sample?"

Ruan Xiangnan narrowed his eyes and asked.

Zi Yan felt happy.

Sure enough, she guessed it right. Ruan Xiangnan was a sharp-tongued person but a kind-hearted girl at heart.

"Change somewhere."

Zi Yan turned around and walked outside.

Ruan Xiangnan hesitated for a moment, and finally followed her. She didn't know whether what she was doing was right or whether it would ruin the overall situation, but at this moment, she was at least mostly following her own heart.

The "sample" Zi Yan was talking about was in a nearby yard.

The yard was quiet, no one was guarding it, and no one was holding the door.

But Ruan Xiangnan does not think that the defense here is lax.

It has always been loose on the inside and tight on the outside, and the real defense is placed in a few key places on the outside.

"Right here."

Zi Yan said softly.

In the middle of the yard, there is a bag.

Judging from the external shape of the bag, Ruan Xiangnan roughly judged that it was most likely a corpse inside.

When Zi Yan loosened the rope at the mouth of the bag, Ruan Xiangnan saw that there was indeed a corpse inside, a corpse neatly dressed and wrapped in a black hood!

"There is no way. We found that this kind of voodoo spreads faster after the death of the host. This is the only way to isolate it."

Purple smoke.

If warriors with inner strength could not use their inner strength to restrain this kind of voodoo, Ziyan even doubted that the Southern Witch Cult could conquer the whole world just by relying on this kind of voodoo.

Ruan Xiangnan did not step forward immediately. She opened her bag, put on her gloves, and covered her face with a veil.

When she was ready, she stepped forward and approached the body on the ground.

She reached out and took off the black hood on the body and began to examine it carefully.

This corpse looked very young at first glance.

"All the dead are old people, right? Young people will be depressed, in a daze, and seriously ill for many days, but they will not die casually."

Ruan Xiangnan held a small knife in his hand and said sideways while cutting the skin on the surface of the corpse.

She has seen some clues, but she is not completely sure yet.

"Witchcraft is complex. Every elder of our Southern Witch Cult who has inherited the tradition has learned something different, and they even have some unique skills."

"The fungi that this old man possessed should be a secret that is not passed down by the elders of Canaan. If he didn't tell it, it would be difficult for other elders of the Southern Witch Sect to find out the truth."

Ruan Xiangnan pursed his lips.

"Is there no way to restrain yourself at all?"

Zi Yan was a little unwilling.

She had spent so much effort and came here just to find a way, but from Ruan Xiangnan's tone, it seemed that this kind of fungus was very difficult.

"It can't be said that there is no way at all. I can cultivate bacteria that can prevent the spread of this fungus, but it will take time." Ruan Xiangnan said straightforwardly without hiding it.

"Bacteria that prevent the spread of this fungus? What does that mean?"

Zi Yan didn't understand.

"It's a special kind of fungus, made from the current kind of fungus. You can give it to people who haven't been infected to avoid the erosion of poisonous bacteria."

Ruan Xiangnan said.

“What about those who have already been infected by the toxins?”

Zi Yan then asked.

Ruan Xiangnan spread his hands: "Don't talk about us, even the person who created this toadstool himself may not be able to do anything about it."

"There is no cure."

Zi Yan sighed.

Ruan Xiangnan, a direct disciple of the great elder of the Southern Witch Sect, all said this, so this should be the case.

"...There is another way..."

Ruan Xiangnan was halfway through speaking, but he stopped talking.

"If you have any solution, just say it directly without any scruples."

Zi Yan frowned.

"If the master warriors use their master-level internal power to expel the fungi in their bodies one by one, it might be possible."

Ruan Xiangnan said.

"This will cause too much damage."

Zi Yan understood why Ruan Xiangnan stopped talking.
Chapter completed!