Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 156 What will I do after you leave?
"They're still alive, but their conditions aren't good," the guard replied after checking on them.

"I'll go take a look." Fu Jing volunteered to jump off his horse and went over to carefully observe the situation of Young Master Qian and his followers. He found that it was indeed as the guard had said. The men were all lying on the ground with pale faces and their bodies were twisted to varying degrees. It was clear that they had suffered a lot of pain before they lost consciousness.

What surprised him even more was the wounds on their bodies. Almost their entire bodies were covered in tiny cuts, as if they had been pricked by very thick needles. The wounds were surrounded by purplish-blue bruises, but their clothes were clean, without a trace of blood.

"What did you see?" Meng Yixuan had arrived in front of these people at some point, and asked him after briefly looking at a few of them.

Fu Jing shook his head. "These injuries are very strange. I think we should have Elder Cui come and take a look at what happened."

Meng Yixuan hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked to the front of the line, saying to Mo Ziyuan, "Ziyuan, let Elder Cui go and take a look; their situation doesn't seem right."

Mo Ziyuan pondered for a moment, nodded in agreement, dismounted, and followed him to find Elder Cui.

“At least 30% of their blood has been removed, like those few,” Choi Shi pointed to the most severely twisted ones, “they have lost more than 40% of their blood.”

"Blood was taken?" Mo Ziyuan frowned. "How was it taken?"

Cui Shi pointed to the wounds on their bodies and said, "They must have been sucked away by something. Look at these wounds, they're all bloody holes."

"A blood-sucking thing? What could it be?" Fu Jing asked, frowning.

Cui Shi examined their wounds carefully, almost seeing all of them before finally noticing something amiss at the wound on Young Master Qian's chest. Pointing to a bluish-green stain on Young Master Qian's clothes, he said, "This looks like some kind of plant sap. I suspect they were sucked blood by a plant."

"It got sucked by a plant? There are blood-sucking plants?" Gao Yong and the others gathered around and asked with a pained expression after hearing Cui Shi's words.

"Of course there is! This world is amazing!" Cui Shi said, giving him a disdainful look.

"Elder Cui, why are they still unconscious? Is it because they lost too much blood?" Mo Ziyuan also wanted to know what had happened to them, but these people remained unconscious, even after Cui Shi examined their bodies repeatedly, they still hadn't woken up.

“No, the reason they are unconscious is because they have been drugged, but I can’t tell what kind of drug it is.” Cui Shi stroked his beard and said with a hint of eagerness in his eyes, “It would be great if we could find the person who drugged them. I would love to discuss it with him.”

Mo Ziyuan shook his head helplessly; he knew that Cui Shi was obsessed with the prescription.

"Could Elder Cui wake them up?" Mo Ziyuan asked.

"I'll give it a try! It's hard to find the right treatment if we don't know what kind of drug it is, and the effect will be somewhat reduced. You should be prepared for that." Cui Shi took out a small bottle of smelling salts from his pocket and reminded them before using it on the people.

“I understand.” Mo Ziyuan nodded.

Cui Shi then uncorked the bottle and placed it under Young Master Qian's nose. He quickly reacted, his nose wrinkling violently. His face, which had been filled with fear and pain, now showed an expression of disgust. He then raised his hand and waved it in front of his nose, seemingly trying to swat away the foul and pungent smell. After several unsuccessful attempts, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah~" Young Master Qian suddenly cried out in surprise, twisting his body a few times with all his might, and stood up from the ground with a breath. He walked a few steps to the middle of Mo Ziyuan and the others, grabbing the sleeve of the tallest and most burly Gao Yong in fear, his eyes looking around in panic.

"What are you looking for? Your companions are all lying on the ground! Stop pulling, or you'll tear my sleeve off." Gao Yong snatched his sleeve from Young Master Qian's hand and said irritably. "Snakes, so many snakes, snakes that bite." Without anything in his hands, Young Master Qian hugged his shoulders tightly and rubbed them vigorously.

"A snake?" Cui Shi handed the smelling salts to a guard, stood up, walked up to him, and asked with a frown.

"Yes, there are many snakes. They crawl into our flesh and bite us." As if afraid they wouldn't believe him, Young Master Qian tried to roll up his sleeves to show them the wounds on his body, only to find that he was completely naked except for a pair of white underpants.

Normally, he would probably have been furious, but now he was probably terrified by the so-called "snake" and didn't care about the shame of being disheveled. Instead, he pointed to the small holes on his body that had stopped bleeding and said, "See? These are the snake bites I got."

“It shouldn’t be a snake,” Cui Shi said after carefully examining their wounds. He couldn’t even see a single tooth mark, so he figured it couldn’t possibly be a snake.

But Fu Jing felt that what Young Master Qian said was true, and he did not believe that there were blood-sucking plants.

As soon as Cui Shi finished speaking, a rustling sound suddenly came from afar, and the grass in the distance began to sway and spread towards them.

"Holy crap, what's that?" Gao Yong exclaimed, looking in that direction.

"They're here, the snakes are here again." Upon hearing the familiar noise, Young Master Qian's expression changed drastically, and he tried his best to hide behind Gao Yong.

Everyone perked up and stared intently at the grass that kept spreading out and then closing back up as it stretched towards them.

Most of them were martial artists, and their night vision was much better than that of ordinary people, but none of them could see what was coming. Immediately, their previous contempt disappeared.

Lin Xin was dozing off in the swaying carriage when she suddenly opened her eyes, glanced behind her, snapped her fingers silently with her right hand, closed her eyes again, and began to carefully sense her surroundings. After a while, she relaxed, checked on the two little ones, and then began to doze off again.

Meanwhile, on Mo Ziyuan's side, the grass that had been rapidly separating and then closing suddenly stopped moving, as if what they had just seen was an illusion.

However, Mo Ziyuan and his men dared not act rashly, fearing they would be ambushed while the enemy was in the dark and they were in the light.

After waiting for a while with no movement, Gao Yong, who was the most impatient, wiped the sweat from his palms on his clothes and said in a low voice, "Why don't we go over and take a look? We can't just keep waiting like this!"

That makes sense, but at this time, no one is willing to be the candidate.

"No, don't go," Young Master Qian said, trembling, as he grabbed his sleeve again. "What will I do if you leave?"

Gao Yong disgustedly shook off his hand, "Let go of me, what kind of behavior is this, a grown man pulling and tugging like this!"

After saying that, in order to avoid Young Master Qian, he took small, tentative steps forward.

"Gao Yong, come back!" Mo Ziyuan tried to stop him, but the distance between them was too far, and he was a step too slow. By the time he called his name, Gao Yong had already walked out of the official road.