Chapter 073: The First Loser

Looking at the terrifying scene on the frozen person in front of him in a daze, especially the terrible smell that he smelled in his nose that could definitely bring nightmares to people, Zhou Xiaoya, who was stunned, suddenly had a feeling of déjà vu in his mind.

Red-haired ghosts?

That's right, the whole body of the ALS person in front of him has begun to decay, and it looks similar to the red-haired ghost stiff he saw on Bingpeng Island in the Sword World not long ago, and the whole person is as terrifying as a withered zombie.

And, even the disgusting stench is faintly similar.

The only difference is that the ghost stiff on Bingpeng Island is stenching, hundreds of meters away, you can smell the creepy smell in the breeze, while the smell of the man in front of him is much thinner, and a thick blanket covers it lightly.

However, although the rich Cheng dù is different, Zhou Xiaoya can roughly determine that the smell between the two is obviously the same.

Could it be ...... The man in front of him is not a person with gradual freezing as introduced by the woman in sunglasses, but has been poisoned by the corpse, so his body is withered, and his body is gradually rotting, so he can only stare and wait for death?

This thought flashed through his mind, and Zhou Xiaoya's face suddenly became strange. At this time, he remembered that when he followed the woman in sunglasses all the way down the cabin just now, he seemed to faintly smell an extremely similar smell in his nose, but it was so faint that it was almost imperceptible, and it was wafting from the body of the woman in sunglasses.

I'm afraid that this woman in sunglasses has also been poisoned by corpses, right?

No wonder it was afternoon, the clouds were thick in the sky, the sun was not strong at all, this woman had been wearing such thick sunglasses, oh yes, even now when she entered the cabin, she didn't take them off, as if she was extremely disgusted by the lights on the four walls.

Legend has it that zombies and the like are afraid of light, aren't they?

With chaotic thoughts spinning in his mind, Zhou Xiaoya's heartbeat accelerated violently, and a layer of fine beads of sweat flowed out of his back.

This wrecked ship can't be a zombie lair, right?

By the way, don't movies and television often play some Western vampires? These guys can't hide a vampire or something like that in the cabin of a ship, and they are accidentally bitten by someone, and that's the corpse poison, right?

Or are they all in this together?

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaoya almost had an urge to immediately turn around and escape from the cabin.

Finally pressed the idea of fleeing immediately in his heart, Zhou Xiaoya took a deep breath, calmly analyzed it, and roughly eliminated the fear in his heart - if it was really with zombies, how could these guys find someone to come over to detoxify and cure their diseases? I was afraid that they would all jump out and bring disaster to the world.

It seems that most of them accidentally came into contact with a zombie somewhere, and accidentally fell into corpse poison.

Thinking that there are monsters like zombies in this real world, Zhou Xiaoya felt that the vest was cold, and just when he was in doubt, Du Muzhi, who was so frightened that he sat on the ground, finally came back to his senses, his body trembled a few times, and he had already crawled up from the ground.

"It's miserable! It's terrible!"

Looking at the thirty-year-old man in front of him, Du Muzhi shook his head after returning to his soul, and the old scholar generally circled around the big chaise longue several times, and finally stroked the short beard under his forehead, and said with a pleasant expression:

"I can't imagine that the disease of ALS is so terrifying, and the patient's muscles have been completely necrotic after being unable to move for many years, and they have begun to rot...... It's a sign of the end of life!"

"Fortunately, our Du family's ancestral cotton nine needles are specifically for the human body's strange meridians and eight veins, after the needle drops, through the guò acupuncture point stimulation, can stimulate the vitality in the patient's body, although the old man will only be in front of the eight needles, but as long as the vitality in his body is stimulated, it is not a big problem to completely cure this disease......

"Alas, it's a pity that the ninth needle was lost many years ago, otherwise, with an unpredictable needle, even white bones can immediately produce raw meat!"

Speaking of this, the old guy sighed again and again, and he sighed directly, but in this emotion, there was obviously a sense of self-sufficiency in it, and the woman in sunglasses on the side couldn't help frowning.

Even You Feng, who had always had a cold face, showed a displeased expression, and the corners of his mouth were even more sneering.

"If you're done, you're ready to get the needle now...... Miss Ben should take a good look at whether your Du family's cotton nine needles have any effect on him!"

glanced at Old Man Du coldly, and there was already a hint of impatience in the words of the woman in the sunglasses.

With a sneer, Old Man Du didn't say much, opened the needle box in his hand, and carefully took out a golden needle.

The gold needles in this box are obviously a set of five inches for the elderly, and a little more than an inch for the short, ranging from long to short, for a total of nine pieces.

Old man Du shot like electricity, and after taking the gold needle into his hand, he groaned slightly, and then pierced the middle of the patient's chest on the recliner acupoint, and the three-inch-long gold needle did not enter the body, reaching the end of the needle, and Zhou Xiaoya, who could see it on the side, gasped.

Looking at the length, this golden needle has completely penetrated into the man's chest, but he hasn't even turned his eyes, it is still so dull, as if the old man Du's golden needle has been pierced, it is not his body at all, but a rotten wood.

I really don't know if Old Man Du's cotton-style nine needles are in vain, or if this man's corpse poison has invaded the internal organs and is terminally ill, Zhou Xiaoya rolled his eyes.

Seeing that after the first needle fell, the thin man did not react at all, the old man Du was obviously stunned, gritted his teeth, and shot again like electricity, his right hand wandered between the needle box and the withered man's body, and in the blink of an eye, in addition to the five-inch-long gold needle in the needle box, the other eight gold needles were all pierced in the patient's body.

It's a pity that he didn't see any effect, and the seriously ill man still didn't roll his eyes.

A line of cold sweat had already flowed out of Du Muzhi's forehead.

This cotton type nine needles are known as the inner family acupuncture method, when the needle is applied, it is necessary to mobilize the inner family true qi from the penance in the body, and now eight needles are performed in a row, although the true yuan in the body of the old man Du is not small, but the cold sweat on his forehead is obviously frightened.

Even the eight needles are ineffective, if it really fails, the result is a dead word, and it is strange not to be scared out of a cold sweat.

After hesitating for a while, Old Man Du raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and reached out to touch the longest golden needle in the needle box.

Looks like this is the last stand.

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, the woman in sunglasses who had been standing by the side and watching coldly had already shouted, swept Du Mu's eyes with a cold face, and continued: "Master Du, isn't the ninth needle of your Du family's cotton style already lost? Now that you are ready to use this last needle, why doesn't Miss Ben know that you have rediscovered the method of using the ninth needle that has been lost for many years?"

"Uh...... Old man, I'm ...... I have been researching for many years, and I have already gained a lot of experience in this ninth injection, so I have the right to give it a try...... Give it a try!"

Wiping a handful of sweat all over his face, Old Man Du's body trembled, and an embarrassed look appeared on his face.

"No need, since the first eight needles of your Du family's ancestral cotton style are ineffective, can you turn the tide with the last needle you have figured out by yourself?

Refusing again, after speaking, the voice of the woman in sunglasses had already turned stronger, and after speaking, before the stunned old man Du could reply, he turned his head and looked at the two black bodyguards behind him: "The first one, out!"

As soon as the words fell, one of the two black bodyguards immediately put down his hands that were hugging his chest, walked in front of Du Muzhi in two big steps, stretched out his right hand, and lifted him up like a chicken, just suspended in the air and dragged him to the side of the boat.

With a "bang", the window was pushed open, and before Zhou Xiaoya and You Feng could react, the miracle doctor Du Muzhi was thrown out of the window directly by the black bodyguard with a scream.

"Click!"

The small needle box that had been tightly held in his hand fell into the cabin!

This qiē is said very slowly, but in fact, it happened in an instant, and when Zhou Xiaoya and the others reacted, outside the quietly open window, Du Muzhi's frightened screams had already sounded, and finally there was a sound of heavy objects falling into the water.

The cold sweat on Zhou Xiaoya's forehead immediately flowed out.

It is at least dozens of miles away from the dock, after all, the speed of the yacht is very fast, such a distance, although it did not kill Du Muzhi directly, but directly threw him into the sea, which is no different from killing people.

You know, there are a lot of tiger sharks in this area.

These guys are really ruthless, and the warning that if the task is not completed, it will be death, which is not an exaggeration at all. It's just walking the talk!

"How's that? Which of you is coming next?"

Picking up the small needle box on the ground, the woman in sunglasses took off the eight gold needles inserted in the thin man one by one, and put them into the needle box one by one, and continued as if no one was around:

"The box of gold needles left by Du Muzhi is not bad, and it is an antiquity handed down from the Song Dynasty, which is a treasure...... Next, as long as any of you cures the patient, this box of golden needles will belong to him!"

As she spoke, the golden needle had already been collected, and the woman in sunglasses raised her hand and threw it onto the wine cabinet on the side of the ship's gunwale.

"I'll try it, the patient's whole body is rotting, obviously not only the cause of muscle and nerve atrophy, but most of them are also poisonous, which happens to be my specialty...... As long as one thought continues, I am not afraid that the toxins in his body will not be moved out immediately!"

Taking a step forward, a touch of pride appeared on You Feng's face with a cold face.