Chapter 3 Yesterday's Guests, Today's Chairs Are Prisoners
The blood stains on Sun Miao's chest were naturally not his blood, but were created through mediation.
It's actually a bit of a waste, but in order to dispel this old man's suspicion of himself to the greatest extent, he still has to be more serious about acting.
Several zombies were attracted by the blood, and they all chased in the direction of Sun Miao.
Two strengthened light talismans were pasted, and Sun Miao and Li Si ran away with the fainted guards and scattered the people.
Zombies are very sensitive to the breath of the living, and will chase after them even if they run to the village.
It's just that the old way of tail walking has already wasted most of the night, and by the time Sun Miao took him out of the mountain, the sky was already bright.
Feeling the rising sun, the zombies who chased half of them immediately gave up and returned to the coffins in the tomb.
Sun Miao and the others traveled all the way, much faster than when they went.
There isn't much work to do in winter, but most of the villagers in Xiaoyin Village still get up before dawn.
Everyone is not at ease, and they all want to know if the zombie problem has been solved.
The sun was rising, and two figures approached the village at high speed.
This time, before the earth dog began to bark, Sun Miao had already come closer, and the earth dog simply fell down with his tail between his legs, and the dog's head was buried in its paws and remained motionless.
Wang Ergen, who got up early to feed the horses of Sun Miao and others, saw the two who had returned, hmm...... I also carried one on my shoulder.
Well? I'll go, isn't the one on Doctor Sun's shoulder the head of the road?
He hurriedly put down the fodder and ran over in a hurry: "Doctor Sun, what's going on?" Is the head of the road guard injured? ”
Li Si sneered: "Heh, go and ask your village chief to gather people, Doctor Sun has something important to announce." ”
Wang Ergen was a little confused, but he still did as he was told.
A quarter of an hour later, the crowd gathered again in front of the village chief's house.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know, I heard that Doctor Sun has something important to say."
"I see it! It was he who came back with the head of the road, so it shouldn't be that the head of the road had an accident in addition to the zombies. ”
Everyone was chattering with each other, and Sun Miao, who was standing at the door of the village chief's house, raised his hands and pressed down.
The noise gradually died down, and everyone looked up blankly.
Seeing that the people were almost coming, Sun Miao clapped his hands, and the two red bean warriors behind him carried the Shouchong Sanren who had been "cooked" to the front of the people.
The chair was still the one he sat on yesterday to receive the whole village's belongings, but the whole person's appearance was very different from yesterday.
With his head tilted and his eyes closed, and two eye-catching yellow talismans attached to his chest, he looked like a subdued zombie.
Buzz –
Seeing that the Shouchong Sanren had become like this, the crowd began to riot again.
The yellow talisman was not used by him to suppress zombies, one was the talisman exchanged by Sun Miao's military merits, and the other was to give him a enhanced version of mediation and creation just in case.
Lao Dao has not yet passed the sedative medicine, and he still sleeps soundly.
The amulet does not affect a person's breathing and speech, but when they want to be interrogated, they have advantages over sedatives and muscle relaxants.
In fact, Sun Miao also thought about using a "truth spitting agent" for him at the beginning, and the earliest truth spitting agent discovered in his previous life was actually scopolamine.
This medicine is somewhat similar to the hyoscyamine that Sun Miao once used for the little son of the Shen family, and it also has the effect of improving microcirculation.
But it also has a special feature, which is that it can inhibit the activity of the human cerebral cortex.
Human consciousness has three folds, subjective consciousness, subconscious, and unconscious.
The principle of action of the truth teller is to suppress the activity of the human cerebral cortex to the greatest extent, so that the interrogated person can rely on the subconscious mind as the leading answer to the question.
But this can also lead to other problems, such as the subconscious, which also includes hallucinations, dreams, and a lot of bizarre conjectures, which can greatly interfere with the authenticity of the answers.
Therefore, the truth elixir that is spread to be miraculous is actually not so useful.
If the mediation is used to strengthen and enhance the function of suppressing the cortex, then this disadvantage will be more obvious.
So Sun Miao chose a simple and crude method, but the accuracy was more guaranteed.
"Wake him up."
As soon as Sun Miao spoke, the rioting crowd fell silent again, and then people saw a soldier drenched in half a bucket of water and walked to the chair with a blank face.
Crash!
The onlookers looked at the onlookers, this is winter, and the half bucket of cold water is poured down...... Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.
Shou Chong Sanren was splashed with cold water, and Zhi Ling opened his eyes suddenly: "Ahhh What's wrong! Where is this? You guys...... Ahh ”
The old way, who was wet all over, suddenly found that he couldn't move, and he couldn't even shake his soaked hair.
The previous memories instantly came to my heart, and I immediately said sadly: "Doctor Sun, Poor Dao has no grievances with you in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future, and this is especially to get rid of the scourge of zombies in Xiaoyin Village."
"If you don't help me, why do you sneak attack me when I'm about to succeed and cause me to fail? Do you want these innocent villagers to suffer so much?! ”
The old Taoist priest said it sincerely, and he was extremely sad and indignant, and in the end, even his eyes were red.
Not only was the surrounding villagers stunned and depressed in their chests, but even he himself was about to believe it.
It's a pity that Sun Miao was unmoved: "Beat, beat until he is willing to speak well and tell the truth." ”
A red bean warrior walked up to Shouchong Lao Dao with an expressionless face, and raised his hand to slap him.
Syllable!
The voice is crisp, clean and neat, and a good sound is a good face.
"You, you are in vain for the right way, in vain for the famous doctor who hangs the pot to help the world, and you torture me like this! What kind of grudge do you have against this little hidden village, do you really want them to be killed by zombies?! ”
Sun Miao shook his hands and said lightly: "Increase your strength." ”
Syllable!
The corners of the old village chief's mouth twitched, and he stepped forward with some fear: "Sun ...... Doctor Sun, is there any misunderstanding here? ”
This Sun Divine Doctor is obviously very kind, although His Majesty is a little too strict, and the guards under him can't rest at night...... But it also seems that it is so that the villagers do not have to vacate their houses.
Don't you look like such a vicious person?
"If this Shouchong Dao Chief has any offense against Doctor Sun, you can spare him for the sake of the safety of the children in our village."
Most of the surrounding villagers were also angry, listening to the meaning of the head of the road, the zombie problem was about to be solved, but this Sun Miao suddenly killed him.
not only made the head of the Chong Road fall short, but also arrested people to commit violence.
Why? We give you a place to live and take care of your horses, and if you don't appreciate it, forget it, what's going on now?
Shou Chong Sanren smiled slightly, this is what he wanted.
Righteous people cherish their reputation the most, as long as Sun Miao's evil deeds are confirmed today, if the other party dares to kill him, his reputation will be stinking from now on.
Lao Dao thought it well, but he ignored one thing, he was now in the hands of Sun Miao, and he was in the situation of being manipulated by others at will.
The surrounding villagers are not monks who have the ability to forcibly intervene, and looking at the bright sword of the red bean warrior, no one dares to make any drastic moves, so they ......
"Intensify your efforts."
Syllable!
The old way instantly had a long nosebleed.
After instructing the red bean soldiers, Sun Miao turned his head to look at the village chief: "Old village chief, our group came here to collect medicine, and Duomeng took it in and provided convenience, Sun Miaoming was very moved." ”
After looking around, the villagers said loudly: "You haven't invited anyone to come, and I plan to do my best for the zombie plague in this place, how can I deliberately destroy it?" ”
The villagers looked at each other.
The old village chief was puzzled and said, "That Doctor Sun is ...... this"
Sun Miao pointed to the Shouchong Sanren who was splashed with nosebleeds: "After this person suppressed the zombies last night, he took them straight back to the zombies' corpse breeding ground, and there was no hesitation on the way." If he had nothing to do with zombies, how could he be so familiar with it?
"Moreover, it is still the second thing to take you and other property, and use this matter to spread a good reputation. These are the things he wants, right? ”
With that, Sun Miao shook the black cloth bag in his hand and took out eight dark red plants like Ganoderma lucidum from it.
"Coffin fungus?!" The old village chief had some insight and recognized these things.
also believed most of Sun Miao's words.
As the name suggests, this coffin fungus only grows on the zombie coffin in the corpse raising ground, and the Shou Chong San people have indeed been to the corpse raising place.
He just arrived in Xiaoyin Village yesterday, and if he said that he only appeared to look for it after subduing the zombies, then it would be too coincidental to find it so quickly.
On the contrary, as Doctor Sun said, he knew that place from the beginning, which was more reasonable.
Even...... The old village chief thought about why the village invited him a few years ago, and his face changed.
Could it be that he deliberately raised these zombies? Where the corpses are raised...... Could it be there?
"Push it up until he's willing to tell the truth."
Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!
A series of crisp slaps rang out, but the old village chief stopped interceding for him.