Zheng Yue showed great interest in Tang Feng's words and hurriedly said to Tang Feng: "Sir, can you tell me in detail?"

Tang Feng pondered, "Do you know Nalay Island?"

Zheng Yue nodded with a look of confusion on her face.

Nalay Island is a small country located in the state of California.

A few hundred years ago, due to its underdeveloped state, California was invaded by many powerful countries, divided up its territory, and long-term plundered resources. After subsequent independence, its development was extremely slow.

This state is very backward in terms of economy, medicine and military affairs, and is almost the lowest economic development continent on the entire earth.

Nalay Island is a small island country, and it was once colonized for hundreds of years and was established independently for more than two hundred years.

This country is extremely underdeveloped and its economy is mainly agriculture. However, due to the small land area, agricultural products cannot even meet self-sufficiency, industry is even more backward, and the unemployment rate is particularly high.

It can be said that this country can survive now by relying on resource assistance from other countries.

Zheng Yue didn't know why Tang Feng suddenly mentioned this small country to her, and a look of inexplicableness appeared on her face.

Tang Feng continued: "Although Nalay Island is very backward and has a low international status, there have always been legends about voodooism about this island country. Have you heard of it?"

This time, Zheng Yue shook her head.

Although she is a heir to the ancient family, she is well-informed, after all, these big families focus on martial arts practice, such as magic and witchcraft, which she usually has no chance to come into contact with.

In addition, Zheng Yue has to practice martial arts on the one hand, and on the other hand, she has to be busy with family business. Time is tight, so she naturally has no time to understand this kind of thing.

Tang Feng also expected that Zheng Yue had no idea about this.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have heard of the corpse control technique and would have looked very surprised.

So he continued: "There is a rumor on the island of Nalay that the voodoo wizards here use a kind of witchcraft that will revive the corpse and engage in all kinds of heavy labor."

Zheng Yue couldn't help but say "ah" and then said, "Isn't this the same situation as the grandfather encountered?

In that large farm, there are also such zombie-like people who are engaged in farm work."

Tang Feng nodded slightly and said, "Among those rumors, the wizards will dig out the buried corpses and perform witchcraft to resurrect them. However, the corpses after resurrection do not have any thinking or the ability to act independently, and can only work under the wizard's drive."

Zheng Yue nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice, and her eyes also showed a look of surprise, saying, "Yes, that's it. Later, Grandpa and Xu Mingguang secretly investigated this matter, and the results obtained were exactly the same as what the teacher said."

Facing Zheng Yue's affirmation, Tang Feng just smiled indifferently, as if he had expected it.

Zheng Yue hurriedly continued to ask: "Is this kind of witchcraft the legendary corpse control technique?"

This time, Tang Feng shook his head, smiled indifferently, and said, "Where are there so many witchcrafts? This is just a poison."

"poison?"

Zheng Yue's face showed a look of even more surprised, "Why is it poison?

What poison is it?"

Tang Feng took a sip of tea and then said slowly: "The problem lies in the corpse dug out by the wizard. In fact, this corpse is not a completely dead person, but is poisoned, with extremely weak pulse, heartbeat, and breathing. It looks almost like he is dead on the surface. His family thought that this person was dead, so they buried him."

Zheng Yue said with an incredible look on her face: "Fake death?

But although it seems like it is dead, if you can still find vital signs through inspection through precision instruments, how can you be buried so casually?"

Tang Feng's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a faint, slightly sarcastic smile, and said, "Ms. Zheng's words are similar to 'Why not eat meat minced'."

Zheng Yue could naturally hear the sarcastic meaning of Tang Feng's voice, but she was still confused and frowned slightly and asked Tang Feng in confusion: "Mr. Tang, did I say something wrong?"

Tang Feng still smiled and said, "Ms. Zheng, where is this Nalay Island?

Is it Yanjing?

Is it Haishi?

Or Xiangjiang?

This place is extremely backward and medicine is particularly underdeveloped. In a big city, there are probably only one or two hospitals, and the facilities of these hospitals are extremely imperfect. Do you think as some poor people, they are likely to seek medical treatment anytime and anywhere?"

Zheng Yue suddenly realized.

As a rich lady, she naturally never considered such issues.

Her cheeks turned slightly red, she pursed her lips gently, and did not speak, obviously realizing what she was wrong.

"Under this situation, even if this person still has weak vital signs, he is still sentenced to death. Naturally, the families of these poor people do not have much energy to bury the dead. It is quite good to have funerals. The places where they are buried are relatively simple, which is very convenient for the so-called wizards to dig out the bodies after they are buried."

Zheng Yue nodded gently, and a thoughtful expression appeared in her eyes.

Tang Feng continued: "When the drug properties of the poison subside, all the signs of this person will return to normal."

"But," Zheng Yue frowned, revealing a trace of confusion, "Grandpa said that the things he saw were indeed like zombies, and they were definitely not normal people. If, according to what the gentleman said, when the medicine subsides and the vital signs return to normal, wouldn't this whole person be restored to normal?"

Faced with Zheng Yue's doubts, Tang Feng smiled indifferently and said, "Although this toxin that can make people look like death relieved, the wizard will also take him other drugs to control his mind, making this person look like a zombie, without his own thoughts, and can only be controlled by others."

Zheng Yue blinked her eyes, thought carefully about Tang Feng's words, and then recalled what Mr. Zheng told her. The connection between the front and back was really surprisingly consistent.

After thinking for a while, Zheng Yue couldn't help but speak to Tang Feng: "In this way, is it because my grandfather was wrong from the beginning?

Mr. Tang is really knowledgeable and talented, and he knows such a strange thing."

While speaking, her eyes at Tang Feng added a bit of admiration.
Chapter completed!