Chapter 82 Quarrel

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and purple light penetrated through the layers of clouds, covering the sky and the earth. The biting cold wind carried large flakes of snow, the branches swayed, the wind howled, and the thunder was deafening.

The car was driving in the wilderness covered with snow. The wipers kept running, but they still couldn't stop the bean-sized raindrops and large flakes of snow. Soon, there was a white in front of the car window.

"The weather is too bad!"

The intercom was buzzing, and soon, Lin Yu's voice came.

"Looking at the rainy and snowy weather, we are expected to return to the capital in the evening of the day after tomorrow."

"There are still seven or eight kilometers to get off the highway. Let's find a place to rest for the night, okay?"

Perhaps because the wind and snow were too loud, Lin Yu yelled out the second half of the sentence.

Tang Yichao, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, turned his head, holding the walkie-talkie in one hand, and asked, "What did he say?"

Gu Bingchen, who was sitting in the back seat, half opened his eyelids lazily: "Listen to him, we are not familiar with this road."

Hearing this, Tang Yichao immediately answered the walkie-talkie.

"Is the weather in the north so bad at this time of year in previous years?"

Considering that the wind and snow were too strong and it was easy to get lost, Gu Bingchen and his group changed to a minibus for the first half of the journey. Now, all nine of them are in one car.

Gu Hua had lived in the north for a few years. Hearing Chu Wanyue's doubts, she recalled and shook her head: "There are times when the weather is bad, but not as bad as today."

She tilted her head, glanced at the snow layer outside the car window that was almost half an adult's thickness, and sighed: "The winter in the north is so bad, I'm a little worried."

Xu Huili squinted sleepily, his voice a little hoarse: "What are you worried about?"

Gu Hua brushed the cotton padded jacket on her body and said: "It's freezing cold. Although the cold weather has prevented the zombies and most mutant creatures from further attacking, it has also compressed the living space of humans."

"Even the strong and healthy mutants will inevitably feel cold when wearing cotton padded jackets. How can those weak and sick survivors survive the cold winter?"

"They will be frozen to death."

The topic was quite heavy. The atmosphere in the minibus was silent and depressing. The roar of the cars was mixed with the howling wind outside the window. The two cars were driving in the snow, and it seemed that they were the only ones left in the world.

About half an hour later, the car stopped and there was a knock outside the door. As

soon as Xie Er, who was driving, opened the door, rain and snow poured into the car, wetting the floor.

Lin Yu's hands on the door handles were frozen red and stiff, and a layer of mist formed on his goggles.

"There is a homestay up ahead. We have already explored it. There are no zombies inside."

The lower half of his face was covered with a scarf and a mask. His voice was muffled and you had to listen carefully to hear it clearly.

Gu Bingchen stretched his waist and tidied his clothes: "Then I'll trouble Captain Lin to lead the way."

Lin Yu's eyes occasionally glanced at Long Yilan. When he noticed her gaze, he immediately lowered his head to tidy up his clothes. This obvious look was seen by several people.

This B&B is located next to a park. In the past, the scenery here was good, but now, the branches are bent and broken by the heavy snow, the sky is dark, and the wind and snow are like knives. After a while, the exposed skin turns purple, and in severe cases, it is red as if it is congested.

The environment of the B&B looks good, and there is a kang.

There are not many clean rooms, only four.

There were five girls in the group, so the big room in the middle was given to Chu Wanyue and a few others.

The remaining three rooms were allocated by the group themselves.

The final result was that the five people on Gu Bingchen's side slept in the innermost room, and the other members of Lin Yu's team were scattered in the other two rooms by drawing lots.

No one objected to the result of the room allocation, except Lin Zijin.

Along the way, no matter whether he begged in a humble and coquettish manner, or cursed and threatened in a arrogant manner, Lin Yu would not be persuaded and was determined to sever ties with the Lin family.

When he saw Lin Yu and Yan Yueshen getting along with Lin Zipei, the resentment and grievance in his heart burst through his skull. He pointed at Lin Zipei, and his voice suddenly became harsh and unpleasant: "Why can he live with you? What did I do to make you hate me so much! Do you have to target me deliberately?!"

Lin Yu couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Can you stop being unreasonable? This was drawn by drawing lots, no one is targeting you!"

"Besides, did you really not do anything?" His eyes were cold as ice.

Lin Zijin was frightened by his eyes, staggered and almost fell. Lin Zipei hurriedly supported him, but was pushed away by him: "You don't need to pretend to be kind!"

Lin Yu put his arms around Lin Zipei's shoulders, and pinched the flesh on Lin Zipei's face with his cold hands. He didn't care at all about Lin Zijin's temper tantrum as he slammed the door and went back to his room: "Okay, he's not a child, you don't need to worry about him."

"Besides, you're still young."

"After we return to the base, move in with me, I'll support you."

Lin Zipei was in a daze for a few seconds, heard the words, pursed his lips, looked away, pushed away Lin Yu's hand on his shoulder, and whispered: "Thank you, brother, I'd better not bother you, I like living with Mom and Dad."

"You don't have to be so sensible, kid." Lin Yu reached out and rubbed Lin Zipei's hair. Seeing the child's admiration for his parents, he said helplessly, "Okay, I respect your choice, but if you are bullied, feel free to find me. I'll protect you."

"Well, thank you, brother." Lin Yu lowered his head, and his cheeks, which were no longer so sunken, turned a faint pink.

The facilities and decoration of the homestay are still intact. Tang Yichao strolled to the kitchen to find food and told others that this kitchen has an earthen stove.

Gu Bingchen didn't think twice. After washing the big pot of the earthen stove, he asked Chu Wanyue to put a pot of cold water and carried Tang Yichao to let him light a fire and boil water.

Tang Yichao squatted in front of the earthen stove, his almond eyes shining brightly in the reflection of the fire. It

had been more than half a month since they had a hot bath

. Not to mention Gu Bingchen and Jiang Yunqi, who were obsessed with cleanliness, even he couldn't stand it. After finally finding a clean and safe place, they just wanted to take a hot bath in this freezing cold winter.

Thinking of this, the fireball got bigger, and the cold water in the pot slowly boiled, emitting curls of hot steam.

When they finished taking a comfortable hot bath, it was already dark outside.

There was a fire burning in the stove, boiling hot water for washing later, so it was not suitable for cooking.

Fortunately, there was a small earthen stove nearby.

Xie Er rolled up his sleeves and, under Tang Yichao's instruction, flipped the spatula and learned to cook.

The air was filled with the aroma of stir-fried beef.

"Actually, on such a cold day, a hot pot is more comfortable." Chu Wanyue sat on a chair and chatted with Gu Hua while eating melon seeds.

Gu Bingchen stopped in his tracks as he walked out of the bathroom, wiping his hair. He was also planning when to have a hot pot.

The aliens probably haven't tasted the deliciousness of hot pot yet.

His gaze stayed on Jiang Yunqi for a long time.

It was a dark winter night, chilly and chilly. The wind outside was howling coldly. A dark shadow passed by the window. Gu Bingchen opened his eyes and straightened up slightly. Just as he was about to raise his eyes, Jiang Yunqi's hand moved on his waist.

"Don't worry about it."

Jiang Yunqi's voice was very low and soft, revealing a bit of hoarseness from not waking up yet.

Thinking that Xie Er and Chu Wanyue were still outside keeping watch, Gu Bingchen followed the force on his waist and abdomen, lay down, and returned to the warm quilt.

Chu Wanyue and Xie Er were chatting casually, and a pot of hot tea was warming on the table.

Xie Er took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and looked through the glass window covered with a layer of dust to see a sneaky black shadow.

"I... I'm scared. I'm going to look for my eldest brother and younger brother. Is that not okay?"

Lin Zijin's body was slightly stiff, his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering.

"Be quiet." Xie Er didn't say anything, turned his head, and asked Chu Wanyue for a cookbook.

Lin Zijin heaved a sigh of relief and quietly pushed open the door.

There were four people sleeping in this room, and the other two were also assigned to keep watch, so now only Lin Yu and Lin Zipei were sleeping on the bed.

Lin Zijin carefully stepped over the debris piled on the floor and came to the bed. He lifted a corner of the quilt, and the sharp dagger gently cut a wound on Lin Zipei's ankle, and blood gushed out instantly.

"Who made you so annoying!" Lin Zijin's palms were sweating, his eyes were excited and excited, and his mouth moved up and down. Even if he didn't say a word, you could see his viciousness from it, "Go to hell!"

The rag in his hand was stained with sticky zombie blood. As soon as the words fell, he was about to press it on Lin Zijin's still bleeding wound.

"What are you doing!"

A strong arm blocked between the two of them. Lin Zijin was startled and raised his head suddenly.

His pupils constricted and he shouted, "Why are you awake?!" Lin Yu's face was full of anger. He forcefully snatched the rag from Lin Zijin's palm, looked down, and his face suddenly changed: "Zombie blood?!"

Lin Zipei was awakened by the noise. As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard Lin Zijin say, "You are talking nonsense! I saw that he was bleeding and I was stopping the bleeding!"

"Stop the bleeding? Do you think I'm a fool?"

Lin Yu used all his strength to throw Lin Zijin away. The dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound. He pulled back the quilt and looked at the wound on Lin Zipei's ankle. The blood was bright red and there was no sign of decay or blackening. He felt relieved.

"I didn't expect you to be so vicious. Isn't Apei your brother?!"

Lin Zipei was still confused and was held in Lin Yu's arms.

"Brother? What kind of brother is he!"

"I wish he would die!"

Lin Zijin's eyes were red, staring at Lin Zipei jealously,

"If it weren't for him, I would have a healthy body, and I wouldn't have to live in the hospital all year round!"

"I hate him so much! It's all his fault! He owes me this!"

Lin Zipei lowered his head, biting his lips tightly, tears welling up in his eyes, and he felt bad in his heart.

"If I weren't a precious healing psychic, do you think mom and dad would want him? Or me?"

Lin Zijin fell into madness, and his mental state was extremely unstable.

In his narration, some things seemed to have another side.