C13 (1/2)

”Gui, bring the thing over.” Feng Mochen did not beat around the bush, and directly instructed Gui to bring the black mouse over.

Gui gently placed the things on the table and removed the handkerchief. A smelly, black, furry thing appeared in front of everyone, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, lying in the middle of the handkerchief with a trace of strangeness and terror.

The timid ones were frightened.

The braver ones even moved closer to take a closer look.

Old Man Han looked at the rat on the table and narrowed his eyes. His eyes were filled with surprise. ”This is …” ”A mouse?”

Feng Mochen swept her gaze across everyone present, then looked at Old Man Han and slowly said, ”This is a black mouse, its fur is black, including its flesh is also black. My people have already checked, it is not a mouse that changes color due to poison, but rather a mouse that is highly toxic. Anyone who has been bitten will be poisoned, which is what you call a plague.

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, unable to believe what they had just heard.

Was the rat poisoned by the plague?

How is that possible?

They all had the same symptoms of illness, their bodies were full of festering pustules, and many doctors called it a plague.

”Young master, are you sure that we're just going to get poisoned and not get the plague?” Old man Han raised his eyebrows and glanced at Feng Mochen.

Although the people she had brought with her had the skills to ease up everyone's illness, she could easily find a dead mouse and say that it was the cause of the disease.

This was way too inconceivable.

”Just based on this.” Feng Mochen glanced at Ye Licha, who was standing beside him, who immediately took out a box from his sleeves. After opening the box, she took out a Glyph that everyone had hung on the door.