Zombie: After removing the impurities, Uncle Nine begs me to come out of seclusion?

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But he knew in his heart that Su Feng was a businessman and would not help for no reason; there must be "conditions" involved.

“I understand,” Jiang Dalong said, as if he had made up his mind. He dismissed the guards standing beside him, then hurriedly ran to the back hall and came back carrying an exquisite wooden box. “Young Master Su is a businessman, so I will naturally not let him help me for nothing.”

As he spoke, he opened the wooden box.

Among them were ten gold bars, so bright and dazzling that everyone present could hardly open their eyes.

"If Young Master Su is willing to save me, this box of gold bars is all yours!"

Looking at Jiang Dalong's "sincerity," Su Feng smiled, gently closed the lid, and said softly, "I understand what the commander means, but I can't take this money, or rather, I don't need it."

Gold and silver treasures held absolutely no appeal for him.

"That woman? Or power and position? Whatever Young Master Su asks for, I will do my best to fulfill it!"

Jiang Dalong had become extremely anxious and was doing everything he could to survive.

However, almost none of the conditions he proposed could move Su Feng.

On the contrary, Su Feng wondered why this guy was so stupid. He had been trying to get his understanding from the sidelines for so long, but he still couldn't understand!

Well, when dealing with fools, you can only speak frankly.

Su Feng took a deep breath and said, "The commander knows I'm a businessman. I've recently been developing some small businesses in Renjia Town, intending to expand them to Jiuquan Town. However, there are many difficulties, and I alone can't persuade the merchants. So, I haven't been able to make any progress..."

"Understood! Understood!" Jiang Dalong finally realized. "I will go and talk to the merchants in Jiuquan Town tomorrow. No matter what kind of business Young Master Su is in, as long as I ask, they will definitely agree!"

Su Feng nodded with pleasure, "Since the commander treats me with such sincerity, I will naturally not stand idly by."

"Young Master Su... has he agreed?"

Jiang Dalong swallowed hard and blinked expectantly.

“What’s so difficult about that?” Su Feng smiled.

……

A dim candle was lit in the brightly lit hall.

Uncle Jiu and the others stood quietly to the side, not daring to make a sound. Nian Ying even bit her finger, staring curiously at Jiang Dalong and Su Feng inside the formation.

Jiang Dalong, shirtless, sat cross-legged inside the formation set up by Su Feng, his body tense, not daring to make any rash moves.

"Young Master Su, what are you doing?"

He didn't understand why, if the goal was to save him, it would be so complicated instead of just prescribing two doses of medicine or giving him an injection like Western doctors do.

"do not move."

Su Feng stood behind Jiang Dalong, pressing down on his neck with one hand and gently stroking Jiang Dalong's wound with the other, holding a talisman.

It's not difficult to force out the corpse poison from Jiang Dalong's body. Within the Lu Ban techniques he has mastered, there are various extremely advanced medical skills, as well as Gu techniques that can suppress everything, which can be used to deal with any situation!

This tiny bit of corpse poison is nothing to worry about.

He chanted an incantation, gathered his spiritual energy at the tips of his two fingers, and then forcefully pressed it onto the wound.

“Hiss—it hurts, it hurts!”

Jiang Dalong felt a piercing pain and tried to stand up with his neck tilted, but the force pressing down on him from above made it impossible for him to move.

"Young Master Su, please be gentle, please be gentle!"

Su Feng remained silent and continued to exert his strength, using the spiritual energy injected into his fingertips as a guide to force out the corpse poison that had invaded Jiang Dalong's body little by little.

As Jiang Dalong's body gradually became hot and red, a boil suddenly swelled up on the wound on his neck, rising and falling as if it had a life of its own.

Immediately afterwards, thick, black blood gushed from the abscess, slowly flowing down Jiang Dalong's skin.

"Ugh! It stinks!"

Qiu Shengwen pinched his nose and took a few steps back in disgust.

As the flowing black blood diluted and turned pure red, Su Feng withdrew his spiritual energy and covered the wound with gauze to stop the bleeding.

“I have already forced the corpse poison out of your body.”

The black blood that flowed out was half a bowlful, which shows how long it had been lurking in Jiang Dalong's body. If it had been half a day later, it would probably have been too late to save him.

Jiang Dalong lay weakly on the ground, panting heavily, and it took him a long time to recover.

"Thank you... thank you, Young Master Su..."

"Don't thank me yet," Su Feng wiped the blood off his hands and sat back down. "Although the corpse poison has been cleared, it doesn't mean you're not at risk of turning into a zombie. If you want a complete cure, you'll need other methods."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Dalong, disregarding the black blood and grime covering his body, hurriedly scrambled to his feet. "What other methods do you need?!"

"Did your father pass away recently? And was the wound on your neck inflicted by him?"

Su Feng narrowed his eyes and said seriously.

Jiang Dalong clutched his wound, his face filled with shock. "How did Young Master Su know?"

"In most cases, zombies will start with their closest relatives. I'm just inferring from this. Besides, before I entered the Marshal's mansion, I noticed a white lantern that hadn't been put away yet, which means there was a funeral in the Marshal's family not long ago."

Su Feng's analysis also gave Uncle Jiu and the others a slight surprise. They had entered the house with Su Feng, but none of them had noticed this.

“Young Master Su really has a good eye…” Jiang Dalong smiled wryly and nodded. “Indeed, as Young Master Su said, this wound was inflicted by my father. At the time, I thought it was a temporary relapse and didn’t pay much attention to it.”

“That makes things easier.” Uncle Nine finally had a chance to speak. “To completely eradicate the problem, we need the zombie’s tooth powder. Where is your father buried? Let’s set off now!”

Although Jiang Dalong had some dissatisfaction with Uncle Jiu, he couldn't care less about that at the moment. He nodded and said, "It's...it's over by the ancestral hall. It's a bit far. If you want to go, I'll lead the way!"

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from the stairwell.

Two voices walked down one after the other.

"Madam, please walk carefully."

"Ah."

With the help of her servant, Ayu, Michelle quietly descended the stairs.

Looking up, he saw so many people sitting in the living room, and even saw his "old acquaintance" Uncle Nine. His face lit up with joy. "Brother Ying, you really did come after all."

When former lovers meet, they naturally have endless things to talk about.

When Uncle Nine saw his former lover again, his previous seriousness and urgency seemed to vanish instantly. He hurriedly went up to greet her, leaving Jiang Dalong standing awkwardly to the side, as if he were an outsider.

"Lianmei, you've lost weight."

"Yes, I haven't had much of an appetite lately...maybe it's because the baby in my belly is stealing my food." Michelle smiled, gently stroking her slightly protruding belly, and looked up at Uncle Nine with tender eyes, "How have you been lately?"

"Everything is as usual, thank you for your consideration."

What was a perfectly normal conversation seemed unusually ambiguous to Jiang Dalong, giving the impression of lingering ties.

This situation can't be ignored! This is my own wife!

So he strode over, separated the two, and gently took Michelle's hand, asserting his ownership.

"Honey, are you going out later?"

Michelle nodded gently, "I've been staying at home for too long lately and want to go out and get some sun, so I asked Ayu to come with me."

"Please rest assured, General, I will keep an eye on Madam at all times." The servant, Ayu, nodded respectfully.

In the corner, a pair of eyes were fixed on the maid who had her head down.

"It's her."

Su Feng crossed his arms and slowly frowned.

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Chapter Eighty-Two: The Divine Water-Splashing Game! A Place for Raising Corpses!

There's no mistake, the person who stole the jade statue of the Nine-Life Evil Infant is none other than the maid Ayu in front of us.

Su Feng narrowed his eyes and carefully observed A Yu's every move. He noticed something strange: an unusual black aura was faintly appearing between A Yu's forehead.

That's not bad luck, it's evil spirits!

Clearly, the demonic energy of the Ninth Infant has gradually invaded Ayu's body and mind!

It seems something big is about to happen!

However, Su Feng did not yet know where the jade statue of the Ninth Infant was, so it would be unwise to act rashly.

"Brother Ying, we'll be going now."

Michelle, standing at the door, smiled gently at Uncle Nine, then slowly left with her maid, Ayu.

Uncle Nine's cheeks flushed slightly, and he stared at the departing figure for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.

"What are you looking at? Ah Lian is my wife now." Jiang Dalong stood aside, proudly raising his chin, his smile wide and unconcealed. "I'll let it go just now, but from now on, when you see my wife, you'd better call her 'Marshal's Wife,' you little brat!"

Uncle Nine rolled his eyes but did not argue with Jiang Dalong.

Just then, Su Feng, who was sitting in the back, slowly spoke up, "Does the commander know who that servant was just now?"

"Ah...you mean Ayu? I specifically invited her back to take care of my wife, what's wrong?" Jiang Dalong turned around and looked over, puzzled.

Uncle Nine's eyebrows twitched, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face. "Could it be that the person who stole the Nine-Life Evil Infant was the same person from just now?"

Su Feng nodded. "That maid has already been controlled by the evil infant. Her body is filled with abnormal yin energy. In addition, the Marshal's wife is already pregnant. I'm afraid the evil infant is planning to take this opportunity to be born through another's womb!"

Jiang Dalong was completely confused, but he was particularly sensitive to the words related to his wife. "What are you talking about?"

Su Feng and Uncle Jiu exchanged a glance, nodded, and truthfully recounted the theft of the Nine-Life Evil Infant.

After all, the reason they came to the Marshal's Mansion was precisely for this matter!

After learning the whole story and that his wife might be in danger, Jiang Dalong's face turned pale with shock. He suddenly stood up and was about to rush outside.

Seeing this, Uncle Nine quickly grabbed him, "What are you doing?!"

"Let go!" Jiang Dalong tried to break free, but he was no match for Uncle Jiu in terms of strength. "Why didn't you tell me about something so important earlier? And you even let my wife walk with that vixen!"

"General, please calm down," Su Feng said. "Before achieving our goal, the Nine-Life Evil Infant shouldn't harm the Madam."