Chapter 30 Poisonous Zongzi

Hasn't this zongzi changed yet? So how is Fat Ma's corpse poison? The more I thought about it, the more surprised I felt.

At present, the black zongzi has come out of the dark, which is almost the same as the length of the tomb road, and the tomb road is cut into two, so the clay figurine is blocked at the other end.

Although the eyes of this Zongzi are closed, it is also quite unwise to judge whether it has changed by this point alone. We must be cautious in this industry. If we are not careful, it may cause a disaster.

Fat Ma, who is now lying on the ground half dead, is a living example.

My heart is tight, and this zongzi makes people feel a little depressed. The black and ugly appearance and the strong dry smell give people a double impact on people's vision and smell, which makes people very depressed. At the same time, there seems to be a fear spreading in my heart.

I swallowed in my stomach and stared straight at the body. Thinking about the current situation of Fatty Ma, I asked, "Fish Head, can you do it?" I held the dagger in my hand and was ready to dig up the so-called "heartfelt blood" of the clay figs.

The words "Let's do it" broke the deadlock.

Although I was afraid, I was still forced to suppress it. Under the light of the flashlight, I held the dagger, took a few steps forward, and then squatted down. At this time, I didn't care about the strong and disgusting dry smell, and I was only thinking about how to steal the 'heart blood' of the black dumplings.

My brain rotated quickly, and soon there was a way to jump into my mind, which was to fight quickly. Otherwise, if it caused the corpse change of Zongzi, it might be even more difficult to deal with. After I made up my mind.

I quickly raised my hand and was about to fall, but suddenly I was caught by my wrist.

My back was completely soaked with sweat. I raised my head and took a look. It was the muddy hand.

The clay figurine said to me rigorously, "Don't act rashly. This zongzi is likely to be poisonous."

The mud man's words not only surprised me, but also shocked everyone who heard it, but when I think about it carefully, this analysis is indeed very reasonable. Otherwise, how could Fat Ma be poisoned by the zombie without cheating the corpse?

I looked at the clay figurine and asked, "What should I do?"

At this time, the clay figurine also glanced at the fat man and breathed softly.

"Do a good job of protective measures and do it."

When the fish head heard the clay figurine's words, he also felt very reasonable.

After this idea was decided, we quickly dealt with it. Because we brought sufficient supplies this time, the basic protective materials room was very sufficient. I was quickly armed, and so did the clay figurine.

The fish head and Wang Lao didn't let them help because they were old.

The clay figurine and I wore gas masks, disinfected white gloves, etc., and basically isolated from the zongzi.

"Are you ready?" I asked softly.

The clay figurine nodded.

I held the dagger in my hand and slowly approached the zongzi. When I was about to do it, suddenly, the zongzi moved. Suddenly, my heart seemed to be stuck in my throat, and my brain suddenly short-circuited.