On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 175: Villager Siege
Fu Jingtong shook his head, "I just said that some people would be happy with this. If it were me, I would definitely not want to become a zombie just to live a little longer."

"This is more or less the same," Ye Zhiyu snorted and pointed to the medicine on the table, "The effectiveness of this medicine is almost what I said."

"Wait a minute," Fu Jingtong's face showed a rare hint of confusion, "Where does this medicine come from?"

"Of course, the miracle doctor you asked for the medicine cost me 20 taels of silver." Ye Zhiyu curled his lips, obviously skipping the origin of the second portion.

At the same time, Fu Jing had no time to think about how Ye Zhiyu would be chased by the miracle doctor and almost lost his life if he bought it seriously. He only picked up the vial and observed it carefully.

"Then the miracle doctor secretly poisoned him and sold the antidote in order to make money?" Fu Jingtong's mind was racing.

"Yes and no." Ye Zhiyu shook his index finger and saw Fu Jingtong looking at him urgingly, then he turned his wrist and pointed at the vial in his hand.

"What's in this bottle is both an antidote and a poison."

"I don't know where he learned how to make the poison of corpse transformation, but he dug out ancient corpses to make this poison."

"I guess when you first contract this poison, you will go crazy and attack like a mad dog, and then you will regain your sanity. This cycle repeats several times. Those who can survive will be assimilated by this poison and become only aggressive but without consciousness. A zombie lunatic; if you can't survive it, you will either die with human dignity or die from the massive damage to the body caused by the poison when it takes effect."

Fu Jingtong covered his forehead and was silent for a long time before saying, "Is there really such...such a weird poison in the world?"

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world," Ye Zhiyu raised his eyebrows.

"But according to what you said, people who are poisoned by this poison are hopeless and can only die or go crazy?" Fu Jingtong really didn't understand why Ye Zhiyu could still look relaxed now.

"Oh, stupid!" Ye Zhiyu clicked his tongue, "It turns out that I couldn't make an antidote because I never thought it could be corpse poison. Now that I know it, with my Taoism and medical skills, I can cure a small Isn’t the little corpse poison already within reach?”

"Are you serious?" Fu Jingtong's eyes suddenly brightened a lot.

"What's the point of lying to you?" Ye Zhiyu curled his lips, "It's just that corpse poisons are also all kinds of weird. I have to identify what kind of corpse poison it is from the body parts he originally used so that I can prescribe the right medicine..."

"No!" Ye Zhiyu's expression suddenly became a little panicked again, "I went over to steal the medicinal solution rashly tonight, I'm afraid I might have alerted the snake...could he have escaped with the raw materials?"

Ye Zhiyu and Fu Jing looked at each other, stood up together, and walked out of the house together.

But before they could open the door, the thin wooden door was knocked open with a bang.

The small courtyard of the farmer's house was filled with people holding torches, all with disgust on their faces.

The one standing at the front was the farmer who had kindly taken them in before. He was nodding and bowing to introduce to a fat man next to him.

"Village chief, it's the two of them! As soon as I heard the miracle doctor's description, I knew that these two thieves had not escaped!"

Yes, the miracle doctor who had just chased Ye Zhiyu but failed, now put on that layer of elegant human skin and stood in front of the two of them with a frightening smile.

Although he knew that this miracle doctor was famous, he didn't expect that he already had such influence in the suburbs of Beijing.

With a greeting, not only did all the villages take the initiative to help in the investigation, they even gathered here in the middle of the night, just to prevent the thief their beloved miracle doctor wanted to catch from escaping.Ye Zhiyu didn't even need to look carefully to know that the number of people in front of him was definitely more than he and Fu Jingtong could handle. Cold sweat suddenly soaked his back, and he walked backwards in small steps.

But there was still something wrong in the room, and the miracle doctor couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw that Ye Zhiyu, who had just manipulated the straw man and played with him, was now so embarrassed.

After a few moments of being proud of the villain, the miracle doctor came to his senses, coughed lightly, turned around and thanked the village chief and villagers.

"Thank you fellow villagers for taking the trouble to come to help in the middle of the night. I only practice medicine because I can't bear to see the suffering of all living beings, and I have no intention of making any profit. But these two thieves are so disgusting that they sneaked into my hospital in the middle of the night and stole the antidote."

"This antidote is very rare. If they steal a copy, one less villager may be saved. These two are really hateful!"

"Kill them!" I don't know who shouted it first among the crowd, and then a few echoes came out sparsely. Soon, a few simple slogans became the general trend.

Seeing the villagers in front of him helplessly being instigated to kill themselves just because of a few words from the miracle doctor to vent their anger, Ye Zhiyu glared at the miracle doctor bitterly.

But now, no matter how much she wanted to explain, she couldn't find a chance.

Seeing the villagers' chants getting louder and louder, and the torches in their hands getting closer and closer, Ye Zhiyu felt for the first time what it meant to be desperate.

Looking at the proud smile on the face of the so-called miracle doctor, Ye Zhiyu gritted his teeth, thinking that even if they both died together, he could not let such people harm the people again.

He heard the cries of the villagers being trampled by horse hooves, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Ye Zhiyu.

The villagers who originally surrounded Ye Zhiyu, Fu Jing and the two were now surrounded tightly by a pair of cavalry.

The villagers who had shouted so loudly just now that their veins were popping out were all furious. Now you look at me and I look at you. They are all afraid of the sharp swords of the elite soldiers reflecting the cold light under the moonlight, but no one dares to speak casually anymore.

The arrogant village chief just now looked at the road that the villagers in front of him had automatically and consciously separated. He cursed in his heart, wiped the sweat from his head, and walked towards the leader of the cavalry with a shy smile.

"I wonder where the soldier is from? It's so late, and I'm afraid there won't be much to entertain in the village."

The leader's eyes were heavy and he was hovering somewhere behind him. After a while, he finally landed on him.

"Why, do you often have teams coming and going here?"

"Ah?" The village chief didn't expect to be asked such a question. He was panicked for a moment and could only answer honestly: "No, our village is small, with only twenty or thirty households. The soldier just wants to have enough food." It’s a feast for the eyes, but I can’t look down on small villages like ours.”

"Oh, twenty or thirty households, are they all coming out now, ready to surround and kill those two people?"

The village chief plopped down on the ground and wanted to hug the other person's thigh to beg for mercy, but his short and fat body could only reach the horse's legs, so he stood up funny, groaned and cried:
"It's unfair, sir! We are all good people in this village, who dares to kill someone!"

Feng Wuming sneered, "But I, the king, just rode all the way here and heard the chant of 'kill them' so loud that if it wasn't you, who on earth would it be?"

(End of this chapter)