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

A person's mood changes from despair to hope in the instant the door opens.

To put it simply, one sentence can describe Ma Yilun's mood at the moment: numb.

He had not expected it at all, and he did not have the slightest thought of meeting Jiang Ran from beginning to end.

After all, this is absolutely impossible to happen.

Logically speaking, no one would know their whereabouts. After all, coming to Luoyin Mountain was a spur-of-the-moment decision made by Shen Qingjun.

Because of this, the possibility of Jiang Ran appearing here is extremely slim.

So Ma Yiluan was stunned for a while, then he raised his left foot and stepped on his right foot.

A clear pain came from the back of his foot, and he realized that this was not a dream.

When Ma Yiluan realized that the figure who entered the door with the wind and rain was indeed Jiang Ran, tears suddenly filled his eyes and he ran away.

"Brother Ran, help me!"

His scream at the top of his voice attracted the attention of Gou Dianzi.

Seeing that everyone in the house was focusing their attention on the door, Gou Dianzi thought for a moment and then chased after them.

Jiang Ran looked around the room, and when his eyes fell on Ma Yiluan's figure, he didn't show much surprise.

He waited for the other party to run closer before he asked indifferently, "Where are the others?"

Before Ma Yiluan could respond, he felt his shoulder sinking and being pinched painfully by a large hand.

Without even turning his head, he knew that Gou Dianzi had grabbed his shoulders, and he hurriedly yelled: "Brother Ran, they want to sell me and Yan Wenxuan!"

"You fucking--" Gou Dianzi squinted his eyes and looked at the ordinary Jiang Ran. He didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, he was furious at Ma Yiluan's sudden excitement.

Just as he was about to slap him with a sullen face, he heard the sound of a cigarette pipe hitting the table behind him.

"Stop it, crazy kid." The village chief said with a stern face and an unhappy expression.

Gou Dianzi took a few quick breaths, then reluctantly let go of his hand, watching Ma Yiluan hide beside the young man at the door like a rabbit.

Seeing that the situation was under control, the village chief looked towards the door casually, "Wenwen, who is this?"

The soaked little girl didn't dare to look at the thin old man's face when she heard this, and timidly replied, "Big brother asked me to bring him to the village chief's house."

A gleam of sharpness flashed across the village chief's cloudy old eyes, and he looked at Gou San who was standing beside him.

When the latter understood the deep meaning of his look, he immediately pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Where is your father? Didn't you call him back just now?"

He still remembered that Wenwen had come in the rain to call Laobao away.

Considering the round trip journey, it shouldn't have been her who came back with another person.

Especially after Jiang Ran came in, Gou San always felt that something was not right.

This young man clearly looked like he was well prepared, and after seeing a room full of ferocious-looking people, his expression was a little too calm.

Ma Yiluan's performance was as if he had seen a savior, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Wenwen tilted her head back to observe Jiang Ran's profile, and saw that he didn't react at all.

Just as he was about to speak, he noticed that the other person's lips were slightly opening and closing, and he casually said, "Dead."

Wenwen's face suddenly changed color, she took a step back nervously, closed her mouth and said nothing.

Upon hearing this, Ma Yiluan couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his heart began to beat wildly for no reason.

Here it comes, here it comes again, this familiar smell is definitely from Brother Ran.

He didn't think Jiang Ran was joking at all, and he firmly believed that the mountain people who had just been called away were dead.

It seemed that Jiang Ran could not find the word "revolving" in his dictionary. Every word sounded so stiff and forceful.

The village chief's hand holding the pipe trembled slightly, then he put it to his mouth and took a deep puff.

"The guests were joking."

He looked a little embarrassed, but it was gone in an instant. "If you come to Luoyin Mountain to play, we welcome you anytime."

Then his eyes became obviously colder, "But if you plan to cause trouble in the village, I can't guarantee your safety."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ran looked at him and the group of malicious mountain people in the house with a half-smile, and pointed at Ma Yiluan's tied hands beside him.

"I think the way you welcome tourists is a little too advanced."

Ma Yiluan didn't feel that these words were belittled at all. Instead, he held his head high with a proud and confident look.

The fear and panic in the basement just now disappeared without a trace the moment Jiang Ran was seen.

He didn't know whether this was the courage he felt when he first touched the gun, or the mark left by the blood rain in the alleys of the golden years.

In short, when Jiang Ran appeared, the despair and sadness in my heart inexplicably turned into expectation.

Expect a reversal of status on both sides.

Ma Yiluan knew very well that in a moment, the one who would be frightened would be someone else.

The village chief exhaled a long puff of smoke and looked at Jiang Ran standing at the door. He always had the illusion of being flustered.

As an experienced man, he had observed the other party from beginning to end several times and thought of countless possibilities, but in the end he only got one result.

Jiang Ran was bluffing.

Apart from that, based on his knowledge, he couldn't see what the other party relied on to go into the mountains alone.

So after briefly weighing the pros and cons, the village chief intentionally or unintentionally winked at Gou San and others.

Old Qiu, the tall man closest to the door, noticed the eye contact among the crowd and subconsciously moved closer to the door, intending to close it to prevent the two from escaping.

He had just taken a few steps when he heard the young man at the door calmly order, "Wenwen, close the door."

Ga?

Old Qiu and Gou San, who was rubbing his wrists and rubbing his hands ready to fight, looked at each other and saw a hint of disbelief in each other's eyes.

They ignored Wenwen who was closing the door. She shook her head and watched the scene with a smile.

The little girl struggled hard to drag her frail body to close the door, then she pressed her back against the door, nervously looking at the group of people gradually surrounding the door.

As Gou San gradually approached Jiang Ran, the smile on his face still could not be completely disappeared.

But as time went by, even he began to notice the heavy atmosphere in the room, but he suddenly found that there seemed to be a hint of coldness in the other person's eyes.

Gou San's eyes twitched subconsciously, and he couldn't help but secretly slow down his pace.

Gou Dianzi, who was closest to Jiang Ran, completely forgot to stay calm and only thought about breaking the legs of that little bastard Ma Yiluan.

As he rushed forward swinging the stick, he didn't notice that there was no panic in Ma Yiluan's eyes at all, but instead an expression of enjoying the show.

There was only a fine line between panic and calmness, and the only difference was that there was Jiang Ran beside him.

However, as Gou Dianzi took the lead and Gou San, Heipang and others rushed forward, Ma Yiluan still couldn't help but take a step back.

When he saw Gou Dianzi, who was in high spirits, swinging the blood-stained stick in his hand towards him, he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

"Brother Ran!"