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

Jiang Ran had no idea where Shen Qingjun and the others had gone, but judging from this woman's nosy nature, the probability of them getting into trouble was definitely high.

He was too familiar with the nature of some people that invite disaster and trouble. If he wanted to change this situation, he had to eradicate Shen Qingjun's kindness from the root.

Jiang Ran's tone was so decisive that Qi Jingshan didn't think too much and spoke directly with a serious face.

"He Yongjin, contact the communications team and help me find Qingjun's location."

He Yongjin, who was watching the show on the side, felt that the situation was a little weird for some reason, and his mind was full of thoughts like "Isn't something really wrong with the Shen family's daughter?"

Hearing Qi Jingshan's roar, he was suddenly startled and saluted reflexively: "Yes!"

Jiang Ran tapped the table unconsciously with his hands, and inexplicably felt concerned about the safety of Shen Qingjun and Bai Feifei.

Although the soul is as cold as ice for ten thousand years, the mortal heart is still human after all. We are not plants or trees, and we have not given up the mortal world to achieve the golden elixir, so how can we be heartless?

About five minutes later, He Yongjin rushed in from outside the door, looking a little nervous: "Mr. Qi, the communication team has checked, and they can only confirm that this phone was still in the northern part of Qingjiang an hour ago."

Qi Jingshan was furious when he heard this, and slammed the table and said, "Are you all just here to eat and do nothing? If nothing works, why don't you contact the experts from Qingjiang Province to check?"

He Yongjin was yelled at by him in silence, and finally raised his head with a wry smile: "Mr. Qi, I have asked around, and there are always thunderstorms in the northern part of Qingjiang at this time every year."

"The areas with the most serious electromagnetic signal interference will basically lose the network and signal, but the affected area is not large, and most areas are uninhabited."

Qi Jingshan laughed angrily, pointing at him for a long time before speaking, "Thunderstorm? Do you mean to let me go to a small uninhabited area to look for Qingjun?"

He Yongjin lowered his head in embarrassment and did not dare to explain any more.

Jiang Ran reached out and held the shoulder of Qi Jingshan, who was inexplicably beginning to panic, with a calm and composed expression.

"The area affected by the thunderstorm you mentioned is roughly from where to where?"

He Yongjin came to his senses immediately after hearing the question. "Longitude..." He realized something was wrong as soon as he said it. He paused and said, "The entire territory from Yanshan to Yanshui."

Jiang Ran increased the strength of his hands to stop Qi Jingshan from cursing. Recalling the endless Yanshan Mountain and Yanshui River, his expression became solemn.

Yanshan is fine, but when you add the Yanshui River, it is indeed a very large area.

"Let's go to Yanshui River first." Jiang Ran thought for a moment and made the decision without any doubt.

Qi Jingshan glared at He Yongjin unhappily, "Why are you looking at me? Hurry up and find a way to send us back!"

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"Brother Yan, it's raining." Ma Yiluan looked up breathlessly, feeling the raindrops splashing on his face, his expression became more anxious and flustered.

Yan Wenxuan responded calmly: "It's okay, there is no risk of landslide on this section of the road."

"What do you think these bastards are trying to do by targeting Shen Qingjun and the others?" In order to calm down, Ma Yiluan felt it necessary to find a topic to talk about.

"Are you planning to kidnap and blackmail us? After all, we all look quite rich."

Yan Wenxuan broke a branch on the mountain road with one foot, his face as gloomy as the dark sky, "If they really want to kidnap for money, it would be a pity."

"You mean they're not after money?" Ma Yilun's breathing became a little disordered when he said this, his eyes widened with anger, "Could it be that these bastards are after sex?"

"Don't you even check if there is smoke coming out of your ancestral graves to see if you have this blessing?"

Yan Wenxuan's anger and fear were no less than Ma Yiluan's. He admitted that he was not a responsible person.

But no matter what, Shen Qingjun and Bai Feifei, as well as Lu Xiaoyun and Tan Zishan, were not only classmates but also friends. If they really died in this mountain valley, he felt that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Ma Yilun, after you escape, you must contact Qingjun's family as soon as possible. I hope everything is not in time."

Yan Wenxuan's voice was trembling, and it was unclear whether it was because he was fleeing down the mountain in a panic.

"Now that I think about it, everything was actually foreshadowed." He didn't care whether Ma Yiluan could understand him or not, and vented his emotions in a low voice.

"Whether it was the village chief or Gou San and his group, after seeing us in Wu Xiaoya's house, they were all a little too enthusiastic."

"You have to know that at that time, we had never met the children in the school, nor did we provide them with any substantial help. Logically speaking, it was normal to feel unfamiliar and resistant."

"And the village chief's lame grandson hangs around the school every day. He's probably observing Qingjun and the others. Bai Feifei also mentioned this. At the time, everyone thought that there was no need to take such a fool seriously."

As Yan Wenxuan was talking, he slapped his forehead with some self-blame: "I should have discovered it earlier. If I had discovered it earlier..."

Before he could finish his words, Ma Yiluan grabbed his arm and pulled him back before he could take a step forward.

He glanced at Ma Yiluan with a hint of doubt, and when he saw the fear on the other's face, he turned away abruptly.

"Brother Yan, Brother Ma, it's going to rain heavily soon, where are you going?" A little girl in dirty patched clothes looked at them timidly.

This alone is not enough to cause panic. The more important reason is that six or seven children walked out one after another on the mountain road near the girl.

These children were all under ten years old, and they all looked like they were about to cry.

Yan Wenxuan's eyes jumped, and he saw their faces clearly with the help of the flashlight. They were all familiar faces in the school.

Because of the night and the focus of the light on the faces, he suddenly discovered another thing: these children had regular bone structures and were not bad looking.

Another uncertain guess came to his mind, and Yan Wenxuan felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice hole.

How can human nature be so evil?

He didn't think that the genes of the villagers he had met could produce so many beautiful children.

One could say it's a coincidence, but all of them are like this, which can only mean that the other half's appearance can make up for this huge gap.

When I recall asking these children about their experiences, I always get the answer that their mothers ran away after giving birth to them, which is enough to reveal the truth that makes one's scalp tingling.

"run!!"

A thought flashed through Yan Wenxuan's mind, and he slapped Ma Yiluan on the back. Without even caring about the other party's response, he took a long breath and ran down the mountain.

He didn't even have the thought of confirming his guess, the only thing in his mind was to run.

Just as mentioned before, if the guess was wrong it would just be a misunderstanding, but if they were left in the mountains, their lives and the future of Shen Qingjun and others would be in the hands of the evildoers.

"Brother, Brother Yan..." When a few children saw him running, they chased after him with their little legs. The crisp voices echoed in the night, like little ghosts demanding their lives.

Ma Yiluan was a little slow to react, so he was surrounded by several other children, who questioned him with some dissatisfaction.

"Brother, didn't you promise to teach us? Why don't you keep your word?"

Ma Yiluan didn’t think these kids were cute at all. He swallowed, looked around, pulled the two kids away, and rushed out.

Just after running a few steps, a rough hand grabbed my shoulder and stopped me in my tracks.

The other party showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, grinned at Ma Yilun, and praised the children: "Not bad, not bad, I didn't raise you in vain."

After he finished speaking, he fiercely kicked Ma Yilun who was struggling, and shouted in dialect: "Brothers, catch one!"