CHAPTER 650: CHAPTER 650: COPPER COIN SORES

"I was only hanging my head because of the headache, but when they checked and saw me, they suspected it was out of guilt,"I said. "If I lift my head, you’ll regret it."

"Quit the nonsense! Lift it up!!" Junior Protector barked an order.

I had no choice but to slowly lift my head.

The complexion of Junior Protector changed dramatically, he took half a step back, nearly retching, "Being ugly is one thing, but why scare people by running around."

"I’ve lived this long and have never seen such an ugly freak."

"One look, and I won’t be able to eat for three days, such bad luck!"

The two sidekicks of the Junior Protectors also looked at my face with wide-eyed disgust.

At this moment, all the passengers in the carriage began to scratch their skin in unison.

The woman closest to me had a red swollen lump on the back of her hand.

The lump was round outside and square inside, shaped like the ancient Copper Coin.

Is this... the legendary Copper Coin Sores that only appear on people infected by Corpse Qi?

The stench inside the carriage was getting stronger, and everyone scratched more frequently.

Many people grew large patches of Copper Coin Sores on their skin, almost turning from a healthy person into a jaguar.

Many had scratched their Copper Coin Sores open, oozing out even more foul-smelling pus and blood.

Inside the unventilated sealed carriage, the smell became even more stifling and toxic.

I knew in my heart that this was caused by the Thousand Corpses and Ten Thousand Poisons Water.

I had Xiao Shenshen for my protection.

Zhang Zidao was a Physical Sanctification existence.

Although the two of us also got a bit on us, we could still be temporarily safe.

If not for the three dogs of Ten Thousand Poison Hall right in front of us, I definitely would have warned everyone not to scratch their skin.

The pus blood on the skin that had broken open would only get more infected.

"You feel itchy on your body, don’t you?"

The Junior Protector was smug like a farmer looking at a flock of lambs ready to give birth, "In two days, you’ll all turn into a puddle of pus. You’ve been hit with Thousand Corpses and Ten Thousand Poisons Water from Ten Thousand Poison Hall."

"Ten Thousand Poison Hall... Number One Evil Sect??"

"It’s over, how could we be so unlucky!!"

"We’re just ordinary people, with no grudges, why... do this to us?"

Everyone was frightened and confused.

Including both me and Zhang Zidao.

We, too, widened our eyes, not understanding why.

If they wanted to kill the two of us, why poison the others in the same carriage?

Isn’t that just despicable?

The Junior Protector sneered coldly, "Our Thousand Corpses and Ten Thousand Poisons Water can only be cured by Chief Yan of Tianying Village; everyone go to Tianying Village to find him."

With those words, the Junior Protector led his two sidekicks off the bus.

Cold sweat was dripping from my forehead. Are they using all these passengers to make trouble at Tianying Village?

So, Ten Thousand Poison Hall hasn’t acquired the Immortal Gu of Tianying Village yet?

Suddenly, the situation took a drastic turn.

In the curtain of rain, a figure of an old woman with white hair appeared out of nowhere.

The old woman wore a Qing Dynasty jacket and had a copper Demon-Subduing Pestle hanging from her waist.

In the blink of an eye, a Silver Gu flew out of the old woman’s ear.

The gu divided into countless filaments, flying toward the three of them.

"Dragon... Granny Long," the lead Junior Protector cried out in shock, quickly calling for his own gu to protect his body.

But as soon as his gu flew out, it was devoured by hordes of Gu Insects.

The Silver Gu burrowed into the skin of the three men and vanished in a flash.

All three men fell to the ground, stiff as a board, blood flowing from their seven orifices.

Granny Long bent down, nonchalantly retrieved several packets of medicine from the body of the Junior Protector, and threw them to someone in the front row, "Take this, make it into a drink, and have everyone drink it. Sit quietly in the carriage for ten hours, and you will be healed."