Chapter 148 Runes?
Chapter 148 Runes?
Head, neck, torso...
After examining her, Feng Siyue frowned slightly.
There are no external injuries.
She then pinched the faces of several people with one hand, forcing the corpses to open their mouths.
Feng Siyue looked down and saw that the tongue had the same shape and color as a normal person's.
Every single one of them is like that.
The girl pondered for a moment, realizing that the poison that could melt limbs hadn't affected the inside of her body.
strangeness.
The neighbor, Ke Meng, also encountered this problem.
However, he knew more.
These people looked horrific, with rotting limbs, but when he cut them open, he found that their internal organs were undamaged.
In other words, apart from causing their limbs to melt and their bodies to turn bluish-purple and swollen, this inexplicable poisoning has not yet caused any other substantial harm to their bodies.
Ke Meng's eyes shone even brighter. "Interesting. I've been immersed in the art of alchemy for many years, yet I couldn't figure out what kind of poison caused it. The person behind this is quite capable."
His gaze fell on the tumor below the corpse's left eye. "Let's see if you, the last one, can tell me anything."
With a flick of his finger, Ke Meng channeled his spiritual energy into a blade, easily slicing the tumor cleanly off the skin.
Once outside the human body, the tumor quickly took root and sprouted from the incision, blooming into a blood-red bud.
It bloomed again under Ke Meng's thoughtful gaze, its five petals drooping, and a black insect resembling a red beetle flapped its wings and flew rapidly toward him!
Danger!
Ke Meng's mind immediately went into alert mode. He clenched his fist and punched out, the powerful force instantly killing the insect!
Why does a flower bloom inside this malignant tumor? And why is there another insect like this inside?
Suddenly, Ke Meng thought of something, and his expression darkened!
He hurried over to the bodies and placed his fingertips on the collarbone of one of them.
This investigation filled him with suspicion and disbelief.
This person's spiritual energy has dried up!
He hurriedly began to examine the other corpses, only to find that their spiritual veins were almost completely depleted, and their flesh and blood were beginning to fester to varying degrees!
That is to say...
These people's flesh and blood are the nourishment for hatching that insect.
Ke Meng had a bad feeling.
He then used his spiritual power to lift the insect and place it on the table.
It has two pairs of black wings, resembles a cockroach, and its back is covered with blue spots.
Ke Meng used his spiritual power to turn the insect over, and some fresh blood was still attached to its abdomen.
The next second, his pupils shrank dramatically!
Do not!
This is not blood!
The bloodstains, seemingly dried, were distributed in a bizarre shape on the insect's abdomen; if one did not look closely, one might mistake them for mere blood!
But it isn't!
This is a... rune!
Ke Meng's heart grew heavy. He put down the insect corpses, turned around to look at them, and pondered deeply.
Runes....Poison....
The monstrous realm of ghosts and demons.
who is it?
"Congyang".
Outside the room, a man in green walked in with his head down.
"Master."
"Go and invite Elder Wen and the city lord over immediately."
"Yes."
next door.
Unable to find the source immediately, Feng Siyue could only turn around and go into the study to start looking up specific information about the Seven-Colored Scale Insect.
The information left by our ancestor is limited. It only describes the basic appearance and function of the Seven-Colored Scale Insect, without mentioning its habits or toxicity at all.
Now we can only hope that there is relevant content in the books left by Qingmi's ancestors.
"Contractor, isn't this a last-minute attempt to cram?"
Qingqing sat in the corner of the desk, looking at the person with their back to it.
Feng Siyue said helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. You only realize how little you know when you need it. I shouldn't have slacked off."
I thought the information from my seniors was detailed enough, so I ignored these books for a long time. I never expected that at the crucial moment, because I didn't know much, I couldn't even tell if it was a Seven-Colored Scaled Insect.
This made Feng Siyue feel very regretful.
You should learn more.
But time was of the essence, so Feng Siyue had no choice but to ask Qingqing for help.
"Qingqing, after comparing the information given by the seniors and Yue Shang, is there any similar record in the books left by our ancestor Qingmi?"
Qingqing tilted her head and lifted it from the book. "Yes, there are, but there are too many. Wait for me a moment."
Hearing Qingqing say yes, Feng Siyue felt a little relieved. "Okay."
Qingqing fluttered its wings and flew to the innermost bookshelf, picked up a book with a blue flame mark, and then picked up a few more books from other corners. After a dozen breaths, there were seven books on the desk.
Five of them bear the mark of a flame.
"The contractors are all here."
Feng Siyue walked over quickly and was stunned when she saw the half-meter-tall stack of books.
"so much?"
Qingqing tilted his head back, smelling faintly.
"That's not the case!"
"Lord Qingmi has spent his entire life refining medicines and encountering poisons in Yanxu that can be measured in time. Among the information you provided, finding these seven books is already a small feat."
"If you can get some other clues, you might be able to narrow down the possibilities even further."
Feng Siyue blinked, then put her hands on her head and sighed, "Looks like I still haven't tried hard enough!"
She sat cross-legged on the ground resignedly, picked up a book at random, and began to search.
Seeing her so diligent, Qingqing couldn't help but remind her, "Contractor, can you really be sure that the information you provided is the Seven-Colored Scaled Insect?"
"Or perhaps the Seven-Colored Scaled Insect has other names?"
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