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

Wenwen held the glass jar in her hand, not daring to take her eyes off the jar for a moment, for fear that the centipede inside would jump out.

The huge centipede, which was grayish white before, had turned red all over after sucking the blood of the villagers of Luoyinshan in the house, which was particularly terrifying.

What’s even more horrifying is that the centipede had just tried to jump out of the jar but failed, and after being pressed back to the bottom of the jar, it looked listless.

But after continuous dripping of human blood into it, it regained its violent state and ran around like crazy.

Although it still couldn't jump out of the empty hole, the impact caused the glass jar to shake.

Wenwen was almost like being chased by a hungry wolf, and she brought the glass jar back to Jiang Ran covered in dust.

She shrank her neck and looked at a plain and slender hand taking the jar, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Ran took a few glances at the blood-stained Three Yin Centipede, then set his gaze on the girl who was at a loss beside him.

"Bleeding." There was no coldness in his eyes, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

As soon as she finished speaking, Wenwen's gray little face turned pale and her body shook like a sieve.

She didn't know Jiang Ran's intention of asking everyone to drip blood on the centipede, but she had a hunch that it was not a good thing.

But seeing Jiang Ran's calm eyes, she didn't dare to say anything against it and could only keep shaking her head with tears in her eyes.

Seeing this, Shen Qingjun said bitterly with a look of lingering eyes: "Forget it? She is just a child."

Ma Yiluan opened his mouth to speak when the pale-faced Lu Xiaoyun beside him grabbed his arm. When he looked back, he gently shook his head.

A chill came over his heart, and Ma Yiluan quickly gave up the idea of ​​speaking.

It was only after Lu Xiaoyun stretched out his hand to stop him that he realized that Shen Qingjun was not a naive person.

Although he really couldn't understand the other party's operations, it didn't mean that he could judge the other party at will.

No matter how absurd Shen Qingjun's decision and proposal were, he could only remain silent.

Even though I feel unhappy inside, I just can't express it out loud.

Otherwise, one day in the future, if Shen Qingjun thinks of this matter and mentions it casually, it will be an irresistible pressure on him.

Tan Zishan didn't have so many thoughts.

Or rather, as the person with the most serious injuries and who had been trapped in the basement the longest, she didn't care about offending anyone at the moment.

Therefore, as soon as Shen Qingjun finished speaking, Tan Zishan, who was half-kneeling on the ground due to exhaustion, sneered.

"child?"

"The kids in Luoyin Mountain are not easy to deal with. Why don't you guess why I was caught by them without any defense?"

The blood at the corners of Tan Zishan's mouth had not yet dried, and her eyes were full of hatred.

"Ma Yilun and Yan Wenxuan realized something was wrong and planned to leave the mountain to get help during the rainy night, but they were discovered by a group of children and were forced to return."

"Use your brain and think carefully. Are they really as ignorant as they seem?"

"Yan Wenxuan was seriously injured and unconscious. I was beaten almost to death and couldn't even stand up. Xiaoyun and Ma Yilun were also injured in various places."

When she said this, she stared at Shen Qingjun, whose face was filled with pain, and laughed at herself twice.

"It's you and Bai Feifei who have to go into the mountains, and it's the four of us who are going to suffer."

"Now you are going to spare this one and release that one to show your generosity and kindness. I would like to ask you where do you put your friends?"

Tan Zishan's words were like a blunt knife, cutting Shen Qingjun's heart with every word.

Lu Xiaoyun felt a little sorry for what he heard, so he spoke softly to help: "Zishan, don't say that."

"As soon as we learned that you were missing, Qingjun arranged for us to split into three groups to look for you."

"What's more, Feifei..."

Tan Zishan had a gloomy expression. She glanced at Yan Wenxuan silently, but there was a special emotion in her eyes.

After a short silence, she spoke again, "Feifei's jumping off the cliff was also related to her."

"Besides, she has no right to stand in Feifei's shoes and forgive so many evil people."

Shen Qingjun's heart was almost torn to pieces, and she couldn't utter a word of rebuttal or defense.

Perhaps she could easily refute what Tan Zishan said, but her inner self-blame and guilt made her silently bear all the accusations.

Jiang Ran glanced at the lonely woman with trembling shoulders, as if she was abandoned by the world, and gently put his hand on her shoulder.

Shen Qingjun trembled all over, obviously frightened.

Feeling the warmth of the hand on her shoulder, her panicked heart gradually calmed down.

Jiang Ran noticed that her emotions had calmed down a little, and then he lowered his eyes to look at Tan Zishan.

"Regardless of whether you were right or wrong in scolding Shen Qingjun from beginning to end, you should also reflect on whether you take yourself too seriously."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Ma Yilun and Lu Xiaoyun instantly turned into good boys.

There seemed to be disdain in Tan Zishan's eyes, and an expression of having nothing to lose.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to retort, he heard the next sentence. His face changed several times, and in the end, he didn't dare to utter a word.

"I came to Luoyin Mountain for Shen Qingjun and Bai Feifei. Whether you, Yan Wenxuan, or Ma Yilun live or die has nothing to do with me."

There was no trace of harshness in Jiang Ran's eyes, he was so calm as if he was stating a fact.

"If you have any grudges in your heart, I don't mind leaving you alone in Luoyin Mountain."

"In 10 or 20 years, when Shen Qingjun revisits her hometown and meets you again, I hope you will still stick to your words today and put all the blame on her."

Jiang Ran paused for a moment when he spoke here. After a long while, when Tan Zishan did not respond again, he snorted coldly.

"Do you know that if Shen Qingjun hadn't insisted on saving you in the rain, most people would have thought of looking for you tomorrow?"

"If she hadn't been looking for you, this group of people wouldn't have taken the risk of catching all six of you in one fell swoop. She and Bai Feifei and the others could have just waited until the rain stopped and left Luoyin Mountain."

"Maybe you'll be luckier next year and give birth to a few more children for these filthy bugs."

With every word Jiang Ran spoke, the color on Tan Zishan's face, which was already scarce, faded a little.

By the time she finished speaking, she had inadvertently pushed the chair next to her to the ground. She was sweating all over, like a quail, and had lost the reckless spirit she had just had.

She was not afraid that Jiang Ran would threaten her with murder or something like that, but after leaving the dark basement, she couldn't imagine being locked up there again.

There is nothing to be afraid of when one is about to die, but being imprisoned in the mountains for ten or twenty years is more terrifying than death.

Jiang Ran didn't take her change to heart. He just glanced at the people with different expressions and sighed softly.

"Everything in this world is laughable, except the kindness of others."

He also murmured in his heart: "The world is turbid and the road is dangerous, but even if you are criticized by thousands of people and suffer all kinds of hardships, you should not change your original intention."

It is extremely difficult for Shen Qingjun to remain true to her original aspirations despite being in such a situation.

It’s not about right or wrong.

Jiang Ran felt that no matter how much he cultivated his mind and character, he could not reach such a level.

But this did not prevent him from treating Shen Qingjun differently.

Jiang Ran glanced at the little girl Wenwen who was avoiding his gaze. He calmed himself down and handed the glass jar to her again.