As a medical geek, Yun Han's emotions were all written on his face. King Li couldn't bear to watch and glanced at his two half-kneeling subordinates: "What are you standing here for? Go and capture the person!"

It was not until they walked outside and the warm sunshine fell on their bodies that the two subordinates felt a little warmth.

It didn't take long for him to feel comfortable. He walked to the door of Zhang Chen's house and looked at each other: "Do you feel a little cold again?"

The other person nodded and knocked on the door loudly.

Zhang Chen's face was much paler than when Fang Shan came before: "Is there something wrong, my lords?"

"Please come with us."

Zhang Chen smiled and cooperated: "Okay, let me change my clothes."

There were quite a few chicken feathers stuck to his coat, which made sense.

The courtyard door was left open. After a while, no one came out. One of the guards was a little worried: "I'll go check."

Another person stopped him and said, "Just now, a chicken was taken away. He should have guessed that his secret might be discovered. Now that the village is sealed off, he can't escape. What do you think he will do?"

"A desperate fight?"

After he finished speaking, he was despised: "Their nature is different from ours. When they lack force, they naturally think of outsmarting others."

After being reminded by his companion, the guard looked at the yard with scrutiny.

Almost an incense stick of time had passed, and Zhang Chen still hadn't come out.

The guard sneered: "Are you trying to lure me into a trap?"

If I'm not mistaken, once they step into the yard, what awaits them will be either mechanical traps or those damn roosters.

"No rush." ​​My companion borrowed a small stool from the old woman next door and began to sit and eat sunflower seeds. "If he doesn't come out, we won't go in either. Let's just wait and see who gives up first."

As for King Li, he waited for a long time but his subordinates did not come to report.

Fang Shan frowned: "Could something have gone wrong?"

Yun Han locked the rooster in the cage and said, "Go and take a look."

His uncharacteristic enthusiasm made others feel uncomfortable.

Yun Han explained: "It's rare to find a satisfactory drug tester, we can't let him get away."

Meng Xunmei's shoulders trembled slightly after he left. Fang Shan teased, "Maybe in his eyes, you are also a lovely girl?"

When Meng Xunmei was frightened, Fang Shan received a warning look from Wei Sushen and immediately restrained himself. If Meng Xunmei developed a psychological trauma towards Yun Han, it would be a loss.

Wuyou Village is surrounded by mountains. The village is not large and it takes no more than twenty minutes to walk from north to south.

I walked along a small path for a short distance before I saw Zhang Chen's house in the distance. The village was full of scenery. The vines clinging to the walls were full of vitality, dotted with small white flowers, which was very pleasing. However, the most eye-catching thing was the young people at the door, cracking sunflower seeds and playing finger-guessing games.

Fang Shan blinked and said to Li Wang, "There are two people over there who look like your subordinates."

Meng Xunmei curled her lips slightly. This was a very clever statement. It was more than just resemblance. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was clearly King Li's guard.

Prince Li had already used up all his patience to avoid kicking the guard away on the spot.

When the two saw King Li, they quickly saluted.

Prince Li's expression was grim: "Where are the people?"

"Your Highness, I'm changing inside." Afraid of being misunderstood as slacking off, he explained, "Based on our deductions, it's very likely this person has set up a trap in the courtyard, waiting for us to fall into it."

King Li's tone grew colder: "There's a mechanism on the ground, won't it fly over?"

The two subordinates looked at each other... Yes, they can perform Qinggong.

He clasped his fists in admiration and said, "Your Highness, that's a brilliant idea."

Adhering to the principle that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, Fang Shan comforted King Li: "You are still young, I can teach you slowly in the future."

The guards got goose bumps when they were swept by the cold gaze. Fortunately, King Li's gaze finally swept over them, cursed them as "waste", and flew towards the house in the yard.

The moment we jumped over the high wall, we saw more than a dozen chickens spreading their wings like rocs and leaping several feet high.

King Li stepped on the chicken's back and retreated with several dodged moves.

The guards rushed forward and asked, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Prince Li had a dark face, and Fang Shan tactfully signaled him not to ask any more questions. Anyone could see that Prince Li was fine, the key point was that he was embarrassed.

The guards were also frightened. Not only was Prince Li a martial arts master, his internal strength and skills were far superior to those of ordinary people. If they were the ones who went in, they would probably be pecked.

Yun Han warned calmly: "If you really get pecked by the chicken, you might become the subordinate of the person in the house."

The guard clenched his fists suddenly. What’s the difference between them and the living dead?

Fang Shan raised his eyebrows. "These chickens are incredibly 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 we are afraid that someone will get hurt and be controlled by the other party.

While they were still talking, Wei Sushen didn't deliberately lower his voice. Instead, he used his inner strength to transmit the sound into the house: "You'll give me ten seconds. If you don't come out, we will set it on fire."

They didn't know how the people in the house reacted after hearing this, but Fang Shan and others moved their throats and moved away from this murderous and arsonist without leaving any trace.

"Fifteen, twenty-two..." There was no pause in between.

Meng Xunmei asked Fang Shan softly, "Is this the Demon Cult's unique counting method?"

After counting to ten in less than three seconds, Wei Sushen turned his head and said to Li Wang: "You can set the fire now."

As a member of the royal family, Prince Li was often criticized for his unorthodoxy. He had also spent his early years wandering the underworld, and compared to the average royal son, his hands were stained with blood. The princes and nobles in the imperial city were all wary of currying favor with him.

When these are put together with Wei Sushen's actions, he is simply a moral role model who knows when to advance and when to retreat.

"Your Highness." The guard asked Prince Li for his opinion.

King Li nodded and said, "Go find a torch."

Before he finished speaking, he heard an exasperated voice: "You are a person of status after all, how dare you be so cruel!"

Prince Li said calmly: "Are you going to come out on your own, or..."

The guards had already brought the torches, and everyone knew what was going to happen next.

Zhang Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you are the prince, you can't kill innocent people."

King Li was very calm: "No one will seek justice for you."

Trying to reason with a vicious person is only harmful to yourself.

As he spoke, he had already thrown the torch out, and the door was soon half burned down. Zhang Chen had a resentful look on his face, but he finally walked out.

Seeing that the chickens did not attack him, Fang Shan nodded at King Li. He was now certain that the other party could indeed control the living dead.

Zhang Chen was no longer as timid as when they first met. This young man had a good appearance and temperament, and there was a kind of indifference in his eyes when he looked 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 flickering: "Would you like to do business with me?"

The smile on the corner of King Li's mouth was sarcastic: "A person is a prisoner, do you think you deserve it?"

Zhang Chen's eyes showed no fear. "Your Highness should know the importance of intelligence on the living dead. Besides, I'm not the only one working on this. If you want to know the inside story, cooperation is the wisest decision."

Li Wang accidentally tapped several acupoints on his body and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not prepared to make a deal."

After saying that, he kicked him towards Yun Han and said, "Take it and test the medicine. When you are willing to talk about it, return it to me."

Zhang Chen's arrogance was gone. The only thing moving in his body was his eyes, which he blinked frantically, as if hinting at something. Yun Han's eyes tightened. He had finally found someone to test the drug, so how could he let him go so easily? He immediately grabbed Zhang Chen and flew away.

"Is it my illusion?" Meng Xunmei's beautiful eyes were filled with doubt: "That person seemed willing to compromise just now."

Prince Li waved his hand: "If that were the case, you should have said it then."

Meng Xunmei: "But you pressed his mute xue."

Prince Li frowned, recalled what was happening, and changed his words: "It must not be the truth if it is revealed so easily. We must not take it lightly."

“…”

Two days passed peacefully, and when Zhang Chen appeared again, everyone was surprised.

He had lost a lot of weight, his cheekbones were prominent, and his face was full of desolation and despair.

Prince Li untied his mute axe, and to prevent him from biting his tongue to commit suicide, there were guards watching him.

"I'll tell you." He struggled to stand up, his voice hoarse, no longer as high-spirited as before: "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 prepared to say it a long time ago, but he still suffered a lot.

Since this matter involved the living dead, Prince Li did not dare to be careless and asked in a cold voice, "How do you control those living dead?"

Zhang Chen took a thin piece of paper from his waist and said, "Just blow this."

This thin piece was very unique, made of jade, with several holes of varying sizes along the top. Meng Xunmei took a closer look, curious: "Can it really be blown?"

Zhang Chen simply stared at Prince Li: "We'll know if it's true or not once we try it."

Fang Shan, who had been listening, suddenly took it with a handkerchief wrapped in it and said, "It's poisoned."

Zhang Chen's pupils shrank suddenly: "How do you know?"

"...Really?" Fang Shan looked even more surprised than him.

As a conspiracy theorist, it's just a casual remark.

Fang Shan handed the flakes to Yun Han, who dipped a silver needle in some of the poison and sprinkled a little powder on it. He nodded, "It's indeed poisonous."

Carefully soak it in water. No one present except Zhang Chen knew about poison. Yun Han only saw it add a few herbs in succession, boil it for a while, and then fish it out: "It's ready to use."

Prince Li held it in his palm and looked at it for a long time, hesitating a little whether to try it or not.

Fang Shan volunteered: "I'll do it."

Prince Li: "Be careful, different sounds should have different effects."

If you are 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 finger and asked someone to bring the rooster over.

As soon as the mute flute-like sound came out, the rooster suddenly became angry. Fang Shan tried several notes in succession and soon became proficient in it. Even Zhang Chen's eyes were filled with extreme surprise. He had never expected that he would have such talent.

In fact, Fang Shan has been to countless worlds and his skills have long been maxed out. To put it bluntly, this thing is similar to snake control.

Now that he had the instrument to play the instrument, let alone ordinary control, it was no problem to make the zombies spin and jump with their eyes closed.