Chapter 72 Mutation: A cry for help from the past!
The negotiation is over, Zhao Yang is back!
But there was no victorious smile on his face. Instead, he was worried: "This time I have completely offended Mieko Mitsui. I really don't understand. This woman doesn't stay well in Japan, but goes to the barren mountains to open some kind of mineral water factory."
, really sick!”
"It's not that simple!"
Ying Yue shook his head slightly: "The daughter of the current head of the Mitsui Consortium traveled thousands of miles to open a mineral water factory in the mountains. Do you believe this nonsense?"
"I believe that there are ghosts!"
Zhao Yang shook his head decisively: "This is a nature reserve, it's too remote, and it would be too expensive to build a mineral water plant.
With Mieko Mitsui's intelligence, she could have chosen other more profitable industries to invest in instead of coming here to do such a thankless job!
Therefore, there is a 80% chance that there is a ghost!"
"Then what is she doing here?" Zixia frowned.
Zhao Yang shrugged and shook his head: "I wish I knew!"
"Coffin Col..."
Ying Yue slowly closed his eyes and murmured in a low voice: "More than twenty bodyguards, all mutants, all comparable to Park Zhengming.
There is also that old man whose strength is unfathomable. A group of people came to the mountains to open a mineral water factory..."
"Brother Ying, what did you say?"
Hearing Ying Yue's muttering, Zhao Yang asked strangely.
"nothing!"
Ying Yue shook his head gently: "Zhao Yang, tell the members of the herb collection team not to run around in these five days, and remember to stay within my sight!"
Zhao Yang's face changed slightly, he looked around and asked nervously: "Brother Ying, what do you mean? Is there any danger?"
"Do as I say!"
Ying Yue said indifferently and stopped talking.
"All right!"
Zhao Yang frowned. Although he was very confused, he did not dare to turn a deaf ear to Ying Yue's words, and immediately gave instructions to the people in the herb collection team.
At the same time, everyone was ordered to set up tents and make fires for cooking.
Under Zhao Yang's order, the herb collection teams began to take action...
Before dark, more than a dozen tents were successfully set up, and dinner was also prepared.
"Yingyue, let's have something to eat!"
Zi Xia came to Ying Yue with a bunch of fragrant roast chicken legs and handed them over with a smile: "Here, I'll give you the biggest piece!"
"Thanks!"
Ying Yue thanked him, picked up the chicken leg and started eating it. His eyes lit up: "Hey, it tastes good. Who roasted this?"
Hearing Ying Yue's praise, Zi Xia's eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled: "How about it, can you still eat my roasted chicken legs?"
“It tastes really good!”
Ying Yue gave a thumbs up and praised. At the same time, he also looked at Zi Xia with admiration. Logically speaking, Zi Xia's academic performance was very good and her family was very rich.
She should be the kind of rich girl who can stretch out her hands with clothes and open her mouth with food.
You probably don’t know how to cook...
"My mother said that girls should develop in an all-round way and not leave anything behind, so..."
Zi Xia was a little embarrassed and said: "She is relatively strong at home. She does whatever she says. I don't dare to resist her!"
"Hahaha, it seems your mother is very strict..."
…
The next two days passed very peacefully.
The Mitsui family members have stayed in the Coffin Col since they entered it. They are so mysterious that they don't know what they are doing inside.
The members of the herb collection team strictly abided by Ying Yue's orders and stayed in the camp. Apart from hanging out together during the day, they rarely went out at night.
Two days passed peacefully like this.
However, in the early morning of the third day, an accident happened.
…
Counting Ying Yue, Zi Xia and Zhao Yang, the herb collection team has a total of 33 people.
Therefore, a total of 18 tents were set up in the camp, with the bodyguards' tents on the outermost edge and other people's tents inside.
The tents of Zi Xia, Zhao Yang and Ying Yue were surrounded in the center. The three tents were arranged in a Z-shaped pattern, forming horns with each other.
At night, Yingyue sat cross-legged and meditated as usual, twisting the formula of Ten Thousand Trees to Be Evergreen and absorbing the essence of the vegetation within a radius of 15 feet.
The big trees, weeds, and shrubs within a radius of 15 feet reluctantly exhaled the essence of vegetation that had been accumulated for many years, and gathered towards Yingyue.
Then it lingers around Ying Yue for him to absorb!
And during this process, other people also breathed in the gathered essence of plants and trees in their sleep, and inexplicably received huge benefits.
The pores on Ying Yue's body were slightly open, absorbing the essence of the gathered plants and trees wantonly, and his cultivation became more and more profound, and he was buried bit by bit towards the foundation building stage.
"Help!"
"Help!"
The night was calm as usual, but just after three o'clock in the morning, a harsh cry for help broke the tranquility of the night and suddenly rang out in the barren mountains.
"Help!"
"Someone come and save me!"
The cries for help rang out one after another, each one shriller than the last, and the voices were filled with endless despair and panic, as if the person asking for help was suffering from great terror.
However, after calling for more than ten times, the cry for help suddenly stopped and disappeared.
"what happened?"
"Who's asking for help?"
"What happened?"
The herb collection team was instantly awakened. Everyone was completely sleepless. They hurriedly put on their clothes and rushed out of the tent with electric lights.
Ying Yue, Zi Xia and Zhao Yang also rushed out of the tent!
"All bodyguards will be counted immediately!"
Zhou Yuzheng behaved very professionally and immediately gave orders to the bodyguards.
"Yes, Captain!"
The bodyguards immediately counted the number of people!
"Everyone please come out of the tent!"
After a while...
"Reporting to the captain, the herb collection team has a total of 33 people. Actually, there are 33 people. One person is a lot!"
The bodyguard loudly reported the report.
"Very good, it seems he is not one of us!!"
Zhou Yuzheng breathed a long sigh of relief, and then walked towards Zhao Yang: "Sir, our people are fine, the cry for help was not made by our people!"
"Everyone is fine!"
Zhao Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, then frowned and looked at the dark forest, wondering: "Where did the cry for help come from so late at night? Could it be someone from the Mitsui family?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cry for help rang out again, and it became more shrill, more penetrating, more frightening, and the number of people also increased.
There are several people desperately asking for help!
"Help!"
"Help!"
"Oh God, someone come and save me..."
When everyone heard this, they shivered, and the hairs on their backs stood up, feeling terrified.
Damn, it’s so permeable!
Even in a big city, such a cry for help would make people feel uncomfortable, let alone in the depths of this primeval forest at three o'clock in the morning.
It scares me to death!!!
"The sound...the sound seems to be coming from the direction of Coffin Col?"
One of the bodyguards turned pale, his teeth chattered, and he stuttered.
"Yes...yes! It is indeed...the direction of Coffin Col!"
Even the bodyguard captain Zhou Yuzheng, who has always been known for his toughness, became unscrupulous when he spoke: "Sir, do you want to go and take a look?"
Zhao Yang's face was gloomy and uncertain. He shined the electric light on the coffin. He hesitated for a while, and finally looked at Ying Yue: "Brother Ying, what do you think?"
"Don't worry about us!"
Ying Yue shook his head lightly: "Go back to the tent and continue sleeping."
"Isn't this not good?"
Zhao Yang hesitated: "After all, we are members of the Mitsui family. If we do nothing to save them, if something happens to them here and they are held accountable, we may not be able to escape our involvement!"
There are two groups of people here, and unpleasant things have happened!
If something goes wrong with one of the groups, the other group is definitely the most suspect!
It would be fine if the person who died was an ordinary person, but Mieko Mitsui was not an ordinary person. If she died here...
Zhao Yang couldn't imagine what kind of consequences it would cause!
"What is pure will become clear by itself, and what is turbid will become turbid by itself!"
Ying Yue said calmly: "Something happened to Mitsui Mieko here, and it won't involve us. Okay, let's go back to the tent and sleep!"
"All right!"
Seeing that Ying Yue had said this, Zhao Yang, who was in a dilemma, stopped insisting and told everyone to go back to the tent and sleep.
However, the development of things exceeded everyone's expectations.
Not long after everyone returned to the tent, the cry for help rang out again. This time, the number of people increased significantly!
"Help!"
"Help!"
"Who will save us!"
"You damn bastard..."
Wave after wave of calls for help rang out one after another. At first they were just sporadic calls for help, but in the end, the calls for help became more intensive and more frequent.
There are old people crying for help, women crying in despair, and children crying in panic...
Cries for help kept coming and going, containing endless despair, helplessness, and fear.
Hearing such a sound, everyone in the herb collection team lost all sleep, their hearts beat faster, and they felt anxious in their hearts.
"What the hell, where did the cry for help come from?"
"Damn, what's going on over there?"
"Ying...Yingyue, I...I'm afraid!"
Zi Xia's frightened voice came from the tent nearby.
"Brother Ying, there's something wrong with this voice!"
Zhao Yang's voice followed closely: "Did you hear it? There are old people crying for help and children crying. How is this possible? Where did the children and old people come from here?
Listen carefully, these cries for help are all in our Jiangzhou dialect, and there are too many of them, and they are not like those from the Mitsui family!"
Can you imagine such a scene?
In the uninhabited primeval forest, around three o'clock in the morning, in the pitch black night, calls for help suddenly sounded one after another.
There are many voices, including despair and panic.
There are old people, women, children...
Anyone who hears it will be horrified!
Ying Yue suddenly rushed out of the tent: "Zhao Yang, let everyone follow me closely. Let's go over and take a look. Remember, you must stay by my side!"
"Okay, let's go and have a look together!"
Zhao Yang responded repeatedly that he would definitely not be able to sleep like this, so he might as well go over and see what happened.
Ever since, the herb collection team followed closely behind Ying Yue and headed towards the Coffin Col.
The straight-line distance between the camp and Coffin Col is not far, only a few hundred meters, so the sound can be heard very clearly, but the trail leading to Coffin Col is too rugged.
So the actual distance is very long.
"Help!"
"Help..."
Walking on the dark trail, desperate cries for help could be heard in the ears. Everyone's heart tightened and they wanted to run away and leave this place.
But reason tells them that staying with Ying Yue is the best choice.
"The sound is definitely coming from the coffin col!"
