coobybook Chapter 268 Burning the Corpse
Chapter 268 Burning the Corpse
Chapter 268 Burning the Corpse
At this moment, in this situation, the person who felt the most terrified was the jailer of the Shuntian Prefecture.
What happened! He had just moved this woman to this cell, how could she be dead the moment he turned around? He hurriedly got up from the ground, took out the key from his body, unlocked the chain on the cell door, and tried to rush in.
Noticing his actions, Liu Lulu grabbed him, dragged him back, and yelled, "Are you out of your mind! You can't touch that thing!"
The jailer trembled at her shout and asked in a shaking voice, "Then... what exactly is that?"
At this moment, Ye Pianran, under the protection of Ye Lingyue, successfully arrived at Chunyu Yang's side. Because of her excellent eyesight, she could clearly see a "human flesh mushroom" lying in the cell. Her stomach churned and she almost vomited.
"My God, that's terrifying! What on earth is that?!" Even 666 in the space couldn't stand the scene and quickly raised its wings to cover its eyes.
Although the person inside was no longer recognizable, judging from the clothes she was wearing, she was clearly the Min'er they were looking for!
"How could this be? She was perfectly fine when I saw her this afternoon, how did she turn out like this now!" Ye Pianran said through gritted teeth, suppressing her nausea.
Chunyu Yang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "She was poisoned by a kind of Gu poison called 'Drunken Lotus Leaf' and has died from the poison."
Thinking of his actions just now, Ye Pianran was shocked: "Could it be that someone broke into the prison and killed her to silence her?"
Her words startled the jailer, who immediately ran back and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Guards! Guards! An assassin has infiltrated the prison!"
Upon hearing this roar, the already noisy prison of the government office erupted into chaos, filled with all sorts of wailing and howling.
Prefect Yao said urgently to everyone, "It must be that an assassin has infiltrated the prison. For your safety, we should leave this place immediately."
“Not an assassin.” Chunyu Yang stared intently at Min’er’s corpse and said in a deep voice, “She had already been poisoned, but it just happened to take effect at this time. Tell them not to panic, so as not to cause a greater disturbance.”
Not an assassin? Prefect Yao was taken aback for a moment, then quickly replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will take care of it right away."
Upon learning that Min'er's death was not the work of an assassin, the commotion in the prison was quickly suppressed by the guards. When Yao Wen returned, he was accompanied by the jailer and several guards.
Seeing that they were about to step into the cell again, Liu Lulu quickly stepped forward to stop them and said in a low voice:
"This poison spreads through the powder on that fleshy mushroom. Once you get infected, you'll end up like her. You must never go near her corpse!"
Upon hearing this, the prison guards hesitated and stopped in their tracks, not daring to take another step forward.
Yao Fucheng turned to look at Liu Luluo, his eyes full of scrutiny. "I was in a hurry just now and didn't ask your name. May I ask who you are? How come you are so familiar with this poison?" This woman has stopped them from going in time and time again. I wonder what her intentions are.
"My name is Liu Luluo, and I am the owner of Jishi Medical Hall in the city," Liu Luluo said. "Lord Yao, I advise you that this poison is not as simple as you think. It would be best not to act rashly."
So this is the renowned physician, Mr. Green Ivy, from the martial arts world? Prefect Yao was taken aback, then frowned and said:
"But we can't just leave her body here like this! She died of poisoning in prison for no apparent reason. We must hand her over to the coroner's office, otherwise we won't be able to explain it to Lord Feng!"
“Yes, yes!” the jailer and guards echoed.
In the flickering firelight, Liu Lulu's expression appeared particularly gloomy: "Unless you want more people to be infected with this Gu poison."
"Even if someone gets contaminated with poison powder, as long as they can get the antidote in time, they'll be fine, right?" Prefect Yao said matter-of-factly. "With your medical skills, Mr. Green Ivy, you must have a way to obtain the antidote, right?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Lulu sneered: "Lord Yao overestimates me. Just burn her body on the spot. There's no other way. Hurry up and do it. If you delay any longer, the fleshy mushroom will grow again, and then it will be impossible to control."
Prefect Yao: "This..."
Refusing to listen to their further entreaties, Chunyu Yang gave the order from the side: "Bring fire arrows and burn the body as soon as possible. I will bear all the consequences."
Having spoken, the highest-ranking person here dared not raise any further objections. He ordered the jailer to fetch a pair of fire arrows and handed them to Chunyu Yang. Upon receiving the bow and arrows, Chunyu Yang immediately lit the arrowheads, drew the bowstring, and aimed at Min'er's corpse inside the cell.
As Chunyu Yang fired the burning arrow, a blue hue quietly disappeared from Min'er's corpse and vanished into the ground.
At the same time, the rocket landed on Min'er's body, and the towering flames immediately illuminated the dark cell. The scorching temperature caused the white mushrooms growing on Min'er's body to explode in a small explosion. The blown-open mushroom flesh fell around the body, immediately turning the soil black, but was then completely burned to ashes.
Upon witnessing this scene, Prefect Yao and the others couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from their bodies. Mr. Green Ivy was indeed right; this fleshy mushroom truly possessed extraordinary vitality, and the consequences of being touched by it would be unimaginable.
Perhaps because her body had been completely corroded by the white flesh mushroom, Min'er's corpse was burned to ashes in no time.
"We will need to sprinkle lime around this cell for three more days to completely eliminate the poison of 'Drunken Lotus Leaf,' Lord Yao. I'm leaving the rest to you," Chunyu Yang said.
Yao Fucheng said, "Your Highness, please rest assured, I will definitely send someone to strictly follow the instructions."
Leaving the cramped, scorching dungeon and breathing in the fresh air, the oppressive feeling in everyone's hearts was slightly relieved. After escorting Chunyu Yang and the others to the entrance of the government office, Prefect Yao hesitated for a long time before finally speaking:
"Third Prince, I have some questions in my mind. I wonder if you could answer them for me?"
Chunyu Yang guessed what he wanted to ask, but the current situation prevented him from telling him directly. He could only say, "Min'er's cause of death is complicated. I cannot tell you the reason for now. Do not persist in asking. It will not do you any good."
Prefect Yao lowered his eyes in disappointment and said, "Yes."
"I do not wish for anyone else to hear about what happened in the prison just now. Do you understand?" Chunyu Yang said again.
Does this mean that Shuntian Prefecture should suppress the matter and not allow it to be made public?
Prefect Yao: "Then..."
“If Lord Yao asks, you should answer in the same way. If he has any questions, tell him to come to the Prince’s residence to find me,” Chunyu Yang said.
Prefect Yao bowed deeply and said, "Yes, I understand."
With a creak, the gate of the Shuntian Prefecture government office slowly closed behind them. A cool breeze blew by, ruffling everyone's clothes and raising goosebumps.
Chunyu Yang and Liu Lulu exchanged a glance, and they both sensed a hint of repression and anxiety in each other's eyes.
Undoubtedly, the remnants of the Wan Ku Sect have returned once again. However, things are different now than they were seven years ago; they have no idea who the remaining Wan Ku Sect members are or where they are hiding. With the autumn hunt just around the corner, the series of incidents in the capital is truly worrying.
With a long sigh, Liu Luluo said in a deep voice, "Boy, a storm is brewing."