Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

The so-called school that Shen Qingjun mentioned was actually just a few old houses with toothless wooden doors that creaked when pushed.

Not to mention the broken windows covered with newspapers and leaves, the peeling wall above alone exudes an air of dilapidatedness.

Yan Wenxuan held up his cell phone with the flashlight turned on and walked quickly on the muddy ground, calling out Tan Zishan's name from time to time, which echoed with Ma Yiluan who was shouting at the top of his lungs in the distance.

The few dilapidated classrooms could not withstand Ma Yiluan's rapid search, and soon he found Yan Wenxuan, panting.

"Brother Yan, I didn't find it."

No matter how weird Ma Yilun was, he was still a friend who had been traveling together for a long time, and he looked nervous at the moment.

Yan Wenxuan walked around the weeds outside the school, shone the flashlight on each one, and then shook his head at Ma Yiluan with a serious expression.

"We can only put our hopes on them. Please don't let anything happen to you!"

Yan Wenxuan searched his body for a few times before he remembered that he had no cigarettes, and the uneasiness in his eyes became even more intense.

The howling night wind made the trees rustle and the grass formed waves, which looked a little eerie in the weak light of the flashlight.

Ma Yilun kept scratching his head, blaming himself: "It's all my fault. I heard those bastards say there was a big white centipede, and I was so focused on catching it that I forgot about Tan Zishan."

"I don't blame you." Yan Wenxuan looked up at the inky black sky, his voice trembling, "It looks like it's going to rain heavily. What if she accidentally falls into the ravine..."

When he said this, he realized that he had said something wrong and quickly swallowed the rest of his words.

Ma Yilun kicked the dirt on the ground far away with his feet in annoyance, and shouted in confusion: "Fuck, what's going on!"

"Tan Zishan is not a fool, how could she run around in a place like this alone? Besides, she is even less courageous than Bai Feifei. If she really wants to do something, she will definitely drag someone along!"

"It didn't happen earlier or later, but it happened when there was no signal on the phone. The thunderstorm has been non-stop, so I can't contact her. Where can I find her now? Even the government can't do anything!"

Yan Wenxuan was already annoyed by his yelling and was about to yell at him to shut up, but when he heard the last part, he was suddenly stunned and asked in a dry voice.

"What did you say?"

"I said there's nothing we can do even if the government comes!" Ma Yiluan looked at him impatiently and raised his voice a few degrees. Then the two of them reacted at the same time, their eyes filled with fear.

"Oh no!" Yan Wenxuan slapped his head, turned around and started running, "Let's go find Bai Feifei first."

……

"I don't care."

In the brand new house built with earthen walls, a man in his late twenties stood with his neck stiffened and his eyes wide open like dead fish.

After he roared this sentence with veins exposed on his face, he tilted his neck and twitched twice for no apparent reason.

"I want the woman surnamed Shen to be my wife. I don't want anyone else."

He stood up from the bench excitedly, his legs were actually a little uneven, but his tone was very arrogant.

"My dear grandson, don't be angry." The skinny old man who was leaning against the door frame and smoking a pipe quickly threw away the pipe, hugged the lame man and comforted him, "Grandpa will definitely get her to be your wife."

Another man in the room showed his mouthful of black and yellow teeth, and looked greedily at the unconscious female college student who was thrown into the haystack.

When my eyes fell on her slender legs wrapped in jeans, I almost drooled.

"Village head, what about this female student surnamed Tan? Just now, the girl surnamed Bai went to ask Wu Xiaoya for help. I happened to see her and I said I would help her find someone."

The thin old man's cloudy eyes moved a few times, and he looked at the lame man hesitantly: "My dear grandson, do you really not want Teacher Tan to be your wife?"

"I don't want it!" The lame man jumped around in anger, raising his fist as if he wanted to hit someone, "I want the fairy!"

The skinny old man tried to comfort her in a hurry, "Okay, okay, I want her, I want her."

After he finished speaking, he took the cigarette and took a deep puff, his eyes sinister, "Gou San, you heard it too, my dear grandson doesn't want Tan Zishan, so we can only leave all the girls behind."

"The other three were also tied up?" Gou San swallowed his saliva, "This matter is not easy to cover up!"

"There's no cell phone signal, who can they contact?" The skinny old man showed a sinister smile with a few missing teeth, "By the time the truth is exposed and the investigation gets here, we don't know when it will happen."

"Wait a few years and have a few kids, and see if they will still make trouble."

Gou San nodded in agreement, "I'm just afraid that they will be like the two women before, determined to run away."

"Run?" The skinny old man's eyes widened, and he tapped the table with his pipe. "The roads are full of mountains, and it's going to rain heavily soon. Where can they run to?"

"At worst, I can just tie her back and break her legs. It won't affect having a baby anyway." He smoked his pipe one after another, without much emotion on his old face, as if he was talking about a very small matter.

"Go and do this right away."

The skinny old man hesitated for a moment, then pointed his pipe at Tan Zishan, who was sleeping on the haystack, and said, "Your wife is dead, so I'll give you this little girl."

"There are two more. When the time comes, we'll gather everyone together and discuss who will be the wife."

Gou San's hesitant look before was entirely due to his waiting for this sentence.

After taking a look at Tan Zishan's curvy figure with his blood boiling, he was immediately energized and rolled up his sleeves, ready to call for help.

"Don't bully my wife!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, the lame man twitched his hands and feet a few times and uttered a few words.

The skinny old man looked at him lovingly and pursed his lips at Gou San, "Did you hear me? You are not allowed to be violent with that girl named Shen."

"After she gives birth to a baby for her darling grandson, she will have to stay here and teach!"

……

"Sister Wu, isn't this the way to the village chief's house?" Bai Feifei looked around while holding up her cell phone. The shadows of the trees made her feel frightened.

She couldn't recognize the surroundings clearly at night, but she remembered that she had to walk downhill to get to the village chief's house. Now Wu Xiaoya was obviously leading her uphill again.

"Didn't Gou San just promise to help you find Zishan? I'll go ask about the situation." Wu Xiaoya hesitated for a moment, pointed in the opposite direction and said, "Or you can go find the village chief first."

"Forget it, forget it. The village chief's son is a bit creepy to me. Besides, it's pitch dark here. I'd better go with you." Bai Feifei shook her head like a rattle.

After walking for a while, Wu Xiaoya suddenly stopped and raised her hand in the air: "It's going to rain."

"Fei Fei, why did you and Qingjun come to Luoyin Mountain?"

Bai Feifei's expression froze, and she tilted her head to recall what she had just said before she spoke: "We were traveling in Yanshan, and I heard that there were several places that were extremely poor and destitute."

"Qingjun and we all felt that it was a bit exaggerated, so we decided to come and see if there are still such poor places in modern times."

Wu Xiaoya's eyes were slightly red, "Yes, when Yuqing and I first came here, we never thought we would be so poor."

"Yuqing?" Bai Feifei was startled and chewed on the name for a while. "She also taught here?"

"It can't be considered teaching. Yuqing is interested in many things, such as teaching, planting flowers, planting bamboo, making umbrellas, making incense..." There was nostalgia in Wu Xiaoya's eyes.

"Tsk, she's an all-round master. No wonder she didn't stay to accompany you." Bai Feifei couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"It's a good thing she didn't stay." Wu Xiaoya lowered her head, feeling both relieved and sad.