Chapter 190 Zhang Benshan needs to practice courage
Zhang Qiling knew that he was concerned about his past behavior of risking his life and trying to exchange one person for the whole clan, so he deliberately got injured in order to take the opportunity to teach him some lessons.
But at that time, he had no elders around him, and he happened to have lost his memory due to a trick. The only people around him who seemed trustworthy were Zhang Qishen and his group. What could he do?
Even if he knew that they were intentionally concealing the truth, or that something was fishy, he could only try his best to save the situation.
"That's different. I had amnesia."
Zhang Qiling didn't intend to talk about those things that were difficult to think about and would require him to say a lot to explain, so he simply found the simplest reason for himself.
"So you've lost your memory. If you didn't know, you'd think you had dementia."
Zhang Moyu continued to speak to him in a sarcastic tone.
What Zhang Qiling originally wanted to say was blocked by his words.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Qiling wanted to explain the situation more clearly, but he didn't want to waste so much time. After opening his mouth several times, he finally gave up explaining and bowed his head to admit his mistake.
"Sorry, I'll give it more thought next time."
He is not a person who likes to seek instant gratification. Sometimes he can bend and stretch, and temporarily avoiding the limelight can reduce a lot of trouble.
"Do you want to have another chance?"
Zhang Moyu spoke softly, causing Zhang Qiling's expression to turn helpless.
"There won't be a next time."
"Hmph~"
After getting the result he wanted, Zhang Moyu hummed with satisfaction.
"You take a good rest, I'll go check on the others."
Zhang Qiling saw how lively he was and thought that since he was still in the mood to educate him, his injury must not be serious, so he put aside his original worries.
He was also worried and confused. Zhang Moyu was usually so reliable, so he must be very sensible.
Zhang Qiling stood up and prepared to leave. He had not yet visited his rescued tribesmen, so he definitely had to go and check on them.
When Zhang Benshan saw that he was about to leave, he immediately went over and opened the door.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and it sounded like several people were coming together.
Zhang Benshan was a step late. Zhang Ruiqi outside the door knocked twice coldly and then pushed the door open.
Seeing that behind the door was a "female ghost" with no eyes, a pale face, an expressionless face, dressed in white, and long straight black hair hanging down to the ground, Zhang Benshan's pupils suddenly shrank and he fell into the fear of seeing a ghost.
Finally, he screamed subconsciously and kicked the door that had just been opened back. At this time, he had not forgotten that the head of his family was behind him. He opened his arms to protect Zhang Qiling behind him, then closed his eyes and spoke tremblingly.
"Chief... Chief, don't be afraid. I will protect you!"
Zhang Qiling was a little confused by his series of smooth operations. When he heard him brazenly say that he wanted to protect himself, he was speechless.
This child can't even tell whether he is a human or a ghost. He is really hopeless.
"Get out of the way."
Zhang Qiling grabbed his collar and pulled him aside.
"I don't! Chief, there's a ghost outside. We'd better be careful. Otherwise, let's go through the window first, go back and prepare, and then come back to kill him."
Zhang Qiling ignored Zhang Benshan indifferently, and despite his obstruction, he walked forward and opened the door.
Zhang Ruiqi, who was standing outside the door, was still a little unresponsive after the inexplicable scene just now. He pursed his lips tightly, clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, stood straight, and turned his head to the people next to him.
Feeling the door open, Zhang Ruiqi immediately turned around, sensed the breath of the person opposite, and thought of the situation in the tribe that the Mo Lan elder had introduced to them.
Now, the only person in the tribe who possesses the high-concentration bloodline of the Golden Kylin lineage is the current clan leader. Zhang Ruiqi vaguely guessed that this was the current clan leader, and she bowed to Zhang Qiling like a lady from a noble family.
Zhang Qiling nodded at her, then he sensed that she was weak, her blood was depleted, and there was a faint smell of blood on her body. He also seemed to smell the fragrance of Jinpo incense, frowned and spoke.
"What's the matter? Why don't you go and heal your wounds first?"
He was somewhat familiar with the woman's appearance. It seemed that she had appeared in a period of time when his consciousness was a little fuzzy. He only remembered that she should be a decisive and resolute person, but he could not remember anything more specific.
You're so badly injured yet you're still wandering around. Do you really think you're made of iron? What body can withstand such abuse?
Zhang Ruiqi was accompanied by Zhang Molan and Zhang Benan. Zhang Molan was holding a cub with a beast's head and a fish's tail in his arms. The cub was looking over here curiously. The thin and long fish tail coiled around Zhang Molan's waist, and the tip of the tail was placed on his shoulder, patting his back from time to time.
Zhang Molan walked forward holding the kid and spoke softly.
"This is Zhang Ruiqi, and the child in my arms is hers. This little cub has abnormal mental power, and there's no telling when he might suddenly go into a mental tantrum. We can't wait, so I'll bring him here for Mo Yu to see."
As the person in their family with the highest mental power and who has done the most research on the spirit and soul, Zhang Moyu has absolute authority in this regard.
Zhang Qiling stared at the little cub for a few more seconds, reached out and touched its head, then withdrew his hand, nodded calmly, and spoke lightly.
"Don't talk too long. He's still injured and needs to recuperate. I'll take Benshan and leave first."
After saying that, Zhang Qiling pulled Zhang Benshan, who looked alert and horrified, away.
Zhang Benshan's eyes were on Zhang Ruiqi the whole time, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.
Even though he realized that this was one of his own clansmen, he still felt a little nervous and the hairs on his body stood up.
The reason is simple: this woman looks too much like a ghost.
In the past, he was afraid of ghosts with scary, weird and twisted appearances, and he was not afraid of this normal-looking one.
But unfortunately, he had just watched a few horror movies a few days ago, and then he found that characters like Sadako, Kayanoko, and Chu Meiren all had overly long straight black hair, wore white dresses that looked like funeral attire, and had faces that looked both human and not human.
Now at first glance, Zhang Ruiqi's appearance is not much different from those scary ghosts. It would be strange if he didn't get furious.
They watched the two people leave, and when they turned the corner and disappeared, they walked into the house.
Zhang Moyu, who had been sitting on the bed, had his eyes closed and was resting, so he naturally heard their conversation.
As soon as they came in, Zhang Moyu set his sights on the cub.
Zhang Moyu moved himself to the inside of the bed, then patted the empty space next to him and waved to the kid.
"Child, come here and let me see you."
Zhang Molan pulled the little guy off him, rolled up his dangling fish tail, and pressed them next to Zhang Moyu.
"Good boy, don't move. Let the elders check it out."
Zhang Moyu gently brought the kid closer to him and observed his condition.
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