Chapter 122 Don’t Blame the Mountain God
Ai Wanxin stared at the unshaven and haggard man in front of her.
It took me a long time to identify myself with Chen Cong, who was always dressed in a suit and looked wealthy and handsome.
Chen Cong covered his bloody right hand, endured the pain and climbed up, staggered to Ai Wanxin, raised his shoulder to wipe his face clean, and said repeatedly: "Wanxin, it's Brother Chen, don't you recognize me?"
Before Ai Wanxin could say anything, the roars and heavy footsteps of zombies were heard in the distance.
They were attracted by the smell of blood on them.
Chen Cong's face was filled with tension, not only because he heard the zombies' howls, but also because Ai Wanxin did not respond to his greeting.
Just now, Ai Wanxin flew over from the other side of the river riding on such a majestic and ferocious beast. Her body was clean and tidy, and her face was fair and rosy. Chen Cong knew that she must be living well now.
Even if he is not as strong as Lao Qian or able to summon some giant beast, he should be protected by someone.
I have no grudge against her in the past or present, and we still have a friendship as we started a business together. If I can get support from her, I won't have to live in fear and wander around every day.
But why didn't she recognize me? !
Chen Cong was impatient and wanted to say more, but Ai Wanxin interrupted him and asked, "Where is your base camp?"
He was startled, and subconsciously pointed to the mountain: "In... in the mountain."
Ai Wanxin turned around and ordered, "Captain He, please arrange for the convoy to settle down. Brother Pei, please bring the people over. We will go to their place to take shelter first."
It was outrageous for Ai Wanxin to say such a word, but Pei Junlin didn't say anything. He stuffed the little boy into Yin Yanhan's arms, smiled slightly, and said, "Arrange it immediately."
Then he disappeared from the spot in an instant.
He Yang slowed down by half a step. He felt it was a bit strange. With the four of them still there, there was nothing to be afraid of even if ten thousand zombies came.
But thinking that there might be news about Academician Yang in their base camp, he did not delve into the reasons why Ai Wanxin said that.
He turned and flew across the river bank, asked Captain Hao to get everyone out of the car, and then put his hands on the ground. A 3-meter-high earth wall rose up along both sides of the convoy, framing the entire convoy.
The two men quickly transferred the nine soldiers to the other side of the river. Chen Cong and his group supported each other and walked into the mountains with trepidation.
Taowu led the way, Chaofeng and Huangjinhou followed behind. Chen Cong stole a glance at Ai Wanxin, whose momentum was becoming more and more fierce. He encouraged himself in his heart and then said, "Wanxin, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here. How have you been recently?"
Ai Wanxin observed the surrounding environment and said casually: "It's fine, how about you?"
Chen Cong suddenly became excited, his eyes instantly reddened: "I...I'm not feeling well."
"When you sold your shares to Lao Zhang, he immediately found an excuse to sack me. Wanxin, back then there were only three of us, running business together, eating boxed lunches on the side of the road together, and coming from nothing together. How could he be so cruel?"
Chen Cong kept a close eye on Ai Wanxin's expression, wondering if he could impress her a little through these memories.
But for Ai Wanxin, these memories are truly from a previous life.
"It doesn't matter, he got his comeuppance," she said casually.
Chen Cong was confused and asked, "What...what do you mean?"
Yin Yanhan and Pei Junlin, who knew the truth, didn't want Ai Wanxin to think about these bad things again.
Yin Yanhan said bluntly: "I killed him."
Chen Cong shuddered and looked at him in disbelief.
Ai Wanxin smiled and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Zhang Yunshen died on his own."
Chen Cong asked with a trembling voice: "He...he is dead?"
Ai Wanxin nodded and said, "It was a rather fragmentary death. He must have suffered a lot. When a person dies, his debts are wiped out. You can let it go now."
Chen Cong felt dizzy and staggered, almost falling to the ground.
At that time, Ai Wanxin sold her shares to Zhang Yunshen and left the company. Liu Niannian quickly regarded herself as the boss's wife. He guessed that Ai Wanxin finally discovered their affair and decided to leave the company out of dismay.
So he thought of saying a few bad things about Zhang Yunshen to get closer to Ai Wanxin.
Not only did she fail to gain Ai Wanxin's approval, but she seemed to have attracted unfriendly looks from the two men around her.
Chen Cong was also a shrewd man who had been immersed in society for many years, and he immediately sensed that the relationship between them was unusual.
He immediately said, "Yes, yes, let's let go of the past. People like that are not worth mentioning even one more word."
He Yang pretended not to hear Yin Yanhan's shocking remarks. He asked, "What happened next? Why are you not doing well?"
Chen Cong said hurriedly: "I was so depressed that I came here to relax, but I didn't expect to encounter heavy rain and floods, and I have been trapped on the mountain."
"After that, we were chased by the living dead again. We had to sleep in the open air and had no food to eat. Later, we met Lao Qian and his friends. Lao Qian was a mutant with strong abilities. He led us to find food, and that's how we barely survived."
Ai Wanxin asked: "Who is Lao Qian?"
Chen Cong recalled the scene of Lao Qian’s brain exploding, and his scalp tingled as he said, “Just now, the explosion…”
Ai Wanxin nodded and touched the sentinel spirit bead in her pocket.
This, cat food.
The group walked along a path into the mountains. Yin Yanhan held the little boy by the back of his collar with one hand. The little boy was obviously not feeling well. He pouted his mouth and shed tears, but he didn't make a sound.
Ai Wanxin asked curiously: "Why doesn't he say anything?"
Chen Cong looked a little unhappy. He hesitated for a while before saying, "Old Qian thought he was noisy. I don't know what medicine he gave him, so he can't talk anymore."
Ai Wanxin's face darkened, and He Yang asked in a deep voice: "What does that old Qian do? Why is he so vicious?"
Chen Cong saw Ai Wanxin's expression change, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "I don't know, we are not very familiar with each other."
"Does he have any accomplices?" He Yang asked again.
Ai Wanxin looked at He Yang strangely. Aren’t all these people his accomplices?
Chen Cong quickly took advantage of the situation and said softly, "There are three of them who stick together very closely and can summon that kind of animal."
"What kind of person is he?" He Yang asked.
Now even Yin Yanhan and Pei Junlin turned around and looked at him.
"I heard that it was Lao Qian's colleague who came." Chen Cong replied.
He Yang turned to Ai Wanxin and said with a smile: "Sweetheart, don't kill too fast later, okay?"
Chen Cong trembled all over and almost wet his pants.
Ai Wanxin frowned and said, "Don't make it sound like I'm a murderer."
He Yang grinned but didn't answer.
Ai Wanxin looked at the dark green pool of water at the foot of the hill and changed the subject, "Go wash in the water, bandage it up, and get rid of the bloody smell."
Chen Cong shook his head hurriedly. The man who had been eavesdropping on their conversation with his ears perked up not far away knelt down with a plop, bowed his head to the water pond, and murmured, "Mountain God, please don't blame me, Mountain God, please don't blame me..."
ha?
Ai Wanxin looked at the person kneeling on the ground in confusion.
"What is that?" she asked.