His movements were stiff, he just raised one hand and then increased the horse's speed.
The leader's speed increased, and those behind him also increased their speed. Without using light skills, their speed could be described as galloping.
Even though they were running fast, there was still no change in the movements of their hands, not even the slightest wavering.
Those people accelerated, and Mo Jiuye's speed naturally increased. He held He Zhiran in his arms and used light skills to catch up quickly.
He Zhiran frowned, she seemed to have discovered a clue.
"The person controlling those thirty people should be the one on the horse."
While she was talking, she had already taken out a sniper rifle from the space, loaded the bullet and pointed it at the man on the horse.
Mo Jiuye guessed her thoughts and stopped her: "Ran Ran, change the anesthetic gun. I want to see the identity of the leader."
He Zhiran thought that Mo Jiuye wanted to get some useful clues from these people, so he quickly put away the sniper rifle and held a tranquilizer gun in his hand.
Mo Jiuye knew that his wife was going to take aim, so she deliberately increased her speed, and then stopped when she was less than fifty meters away from the person on the horse.
He Zhiran stabilized his body and immediately fired a shot, hitting the leader on the shoulder.
The man struggled a few times and then fell off the horse.
In order to prevent those behind him from changing, Mo Jiuye once again jumped up to the treetop with He Zhiran in his arms.
The danger he imagined did not come. After the people on the horse landed, those people stood straight on the spot, like terracotta warriors and horses, without any reaction.
He Zhiran breathed a sigh of relief, pointed at the leader lying on the ground and said, "They should be controlled by this person."
Mo Jiuye also realized this at this moment. After seeing that the soldiers made no movement, he pulled He Zhiran and tentatively walked towards the leader.
In order to verify whether the thirty people were really unconscious or not alive, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye specifically tested them when passing by them.
This test made Mo Jiuye take a breath of air.
He was testing the breath of those people, but there was none...
He Zhiran is different. After all, she is a doctor. She checks whether a person is still alive. She does not focus entirely on breathing, but checks the aorta in their neck.
If she hadn't been tempted like this, she might have thought these were dead people.
There was no breathing, but the aorta was beating weakly. This was the first time He Zhiran had encountered such a situation.
Before she could tell Mo Jiuye what she had discovered, Mo Jiuye had already walked up to the leader.
Seeing this, He Zhiran also took out a flashlight from the space and shined it on the man's face.
Mo Jiuye reached out and lifted up the man's mask. He was so shocked that he sat on the ground for a moment, not caring about the mud on his hands.
"Brother Six, it's Brother Six..."
He Zhiran was equally shocked. She originally guessed that these people were probably related to Mr. Simeng, but she did not think about the Mo family.
After all, none of the Mo brothers they rescued recently looked miserable.
Especially the fourth brother and the seventh brother, they are lucky enough to survive till now.
But the Sixth Brother in front of him was completely different. Not only was he not skinny, but his complexion did not look unhealthy either.
No matter what, since he was a brother of the Mo family, He Zhiran had no reason to let him continue to soak in the rain here.
With a wave of his hand, he led Sixth Brother and Mo Jiuye into the space.
The two of them ignored their rain-soaked clothes and quickly entered the operating room to examine Brother Six.
After inspection, it was found that Brother Six was indeed infected by the puppet poison.
In order to prevent any changes, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye performed surgery to remove the poison as quickly as possible.
At the same time, Mr. Simeng, who was sitting in the secret room of Simeng Villa meditating, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the bottle containing the puppet mother poison in his arms was also shaking continuously.
He ignored the blood stains on his lips and quickly took out the porcelain bottle to check.
He first put the mother Gu in the palm of his hand, and the mother Gu flapped its wings and planned to fly out of the well.
Mr. Simeng followed quickly without caring about his own physical condition.
He is a genius at cultivating voodoos and is also a leader among voodoo cultivators in southern Xinjiang. The voodoos he raises, especially this puppet voodoo, have been with him for many years and have developed some spiritual intelligence. Whenever a person encounters an abnormal situation, his mother Gu will respond promptly.
I just don’t know which sub-gu carrier has the problem.
If it was over there in the Western Region, it would be a problem. Even if he had wings and could fly, he might not be able to catch up.
The only thing that comforted him was that no one in the whole world could remove the poison he had put on people.
At most, the person who was poisoned died, and he lost a Mo family man. It was indeed a pity that the medicine men he had carefully cultivated for many years were gone before they could be used.
Although it is a pity, since he can no longer control the people, death is the best way back.
Of course, if something happens to Mo Jinnian, the sixth son of the Mo family, he has just left the capital and there is still a chance to save him.
Therefore, Mr. Simeng quickly used Qinggong to chase him out, hoping to catch up with Mo Jinnian.
When he chased him to the city gate, he specifically asked the soldiers guarding the gate. After confirming that Mo Jinnian had led people out of the city, he chased him out.
At this time, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye had taken out the sub-gu from Mo Jinnian's body.
This Gu was a little different from what they had seen before.
The Gu worms taken out of the brothers who were rescued earlier were all green and transparent, while the Gu worms on the Sixth Brother were somewhat bluish-purple.
Some are like the unhealthy color of a person's skin after being poisoned.
Mo Jiuye also noticed the difference in this sub-gu. He carefully observed the struggling insect in the glass bottle in his hand.
"Ran Ran, look, it's still banging its head against the cork."
He Zhiran's attention was not focused on this.
"The color looks weird, as if it's been poisoned."
Only then did Mo Jiuye notice the color of the Gu insect.
"Indeed, what is going on?"
If it were a human, He Zhiran could take some blood for testing, but when it came to insects, it seemed like she couldn't.
And there are so many people outside who don’t know what’s going on.
Thinking of those people outside, He Zhiran suddenly realized something.
"Husband, I suspect those people outside are legendary medicine men."
"Medicine man?" Mo Jiuye has also heard of this term, but he has only heard about it.
And as far as he knew, making secretaries like medicine people had been lost for hundreds of years. Why would medicine people still appear?
In order to verify all this, and at the same time, He Zhiran did not want to leave any clues to others, so he left the space and brought all those people in.
They are not conscious anyway, so there is no need to worry about the space being exposed.
