"Now I see." Officer Wang was clearly still shaken. Helplessly, she asked, "What exactly was that thing, Master Chen? None of us could hold her down, and she still got away."
"That was a walking corpse." Chen Mu wore a bitter expression as well. I knew he was probably wondering how that walking corpse could still possess such terrifying attack power after being struck by his peachwood sword.
Officer Wang couldn't understand it, but I could sympathize. After all, people who had received a traditional education simply couldn't make sense of such things.
I told her that drugs had been found at the scene, and that our preliminary suspicion was that the female corpse had been hiding and transporting them.
After Officer Wang finished taking notes, she left people behind to gather evidence.
Meanwhile, Chen Mu treated the injured officers.
Without exception, all of the injured officers had been scratched. The sight of their wounds frightened even me.
The injured areas were covered in thick scabs, and the flesh around the wounds was badly bruised.
Chen Mu frowned. He then touched one of the wounds and asked the officer whether he felt anything.
The injured officer kept shaking his head, saying that he couldn't feel any pain or anything else.
Chen Mu hurriedly took out his treasure bag and pulled out a packet of glutinous rice. After mixing it with old rooster blood, he applied it to the officer's wounds.
To our surprise, the injured officer, who had felt no pain at all before, suddenly howled in agony, tears streaming down his face.
"Hang in there a little longer. The corpse poison will be expelled soon," Chen Mu comforted him. "Good thing you were treated in time. Otherwise, when the corpse poison attacked your heart tonight, you'd turn into the