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

Bu Xiaopeng probably only hesitated for less than three seconds before rushing out.

There is only one way to go through Bujia Village, and Jiang Ran and others' luxury cars are still parked at the entrance of the village, so he is not afraid of being cheated.

He had no intention of pushing his electric car at all. He was going to change his clothes and stand by the car waiting.

With the excitement that 500 million yuan in compensation would soon be received, it only took half the time to see the archway at the entrance of the village.

Bu Xiaopeng's family is in the fifth team, and they need to turn a corner when entering the village.

His dirty trousers were dragging on the ground as he walked around observing the movements around him.

The people who had just gathered at the entrance of the village dispersed, which made him relieved. It would definitely not be a good thing if he was really being coveted all the time.

The rain had just stopped, but the ground was still wet, and the wind had picked up, making it a bit cool.

When Bu Xiaopeng turned a corner and passed by the transformer room, he inadvertently looked up.

The wires that were already hanging low in a semi-arc shape looked a little messy and tangled together, swaying slightly in the wind.

"I'm really impressed. The electrical appliances are tripping every day. No one knows how to clean up the downed wires."

He couldn't help but complain a few words, and then felt lucky, "When I have money, I will move out of this shabby place immediately."

"Damn it, no matter how rich you are, you won't be able to find a woman of this caliber."

Bu Xiaopeng complained and took two more steps forward. Suddenly he felt his heart tightening and he had difficulty breathing, as if something had blocked his trachea.

"Ho..."

He immediately covered his heart, made a strange sound in his mouth, and turned his head anxiously to look around.

Just now, I thought it was a good thing that all these weaklings at the entrance of the village were gone, but now I was extremely hopeful that someone would appear nearby and see that something was wrong with me.

Bu Xiaopeng once laughed at those workers who had no heart problems and carried quick-acting heart-saving pills with them. Now Chunchun feels that he is a bad character.

When you get older, you really need to keep this kind of backup medicine with you. Even if you don't have a heart disease, who can guarantee that there won't be other problems?

He didn't consider other possibilities at all, he just thought it was because he was too excited.

Bu Xiaopeng tried desperately to breathe, but his lungs could not absorb any oxygen at all.

A person who is not afraid of death will not look forward to death, not to mention that he is not only afraid of death, but also afraid that he will die at the moment when his life will be changed.

It was difficult to breathe and his mood became increasingly urgent, causing his face to gradually change and his lips to turn purple.

Bu Xiaopeng opened his mouth wide, pinched his throat, and ran forward in a hurry.

As soon as I took a step, my left foot and right foot tripped together. I stumbled a few times and had the tendency to plunge into the field.

He knew very well that once he fell to the ground, he would be completely hopeless, so he struggled to control his body's direction and stumbled towards the transformer room.

Bu Xiaopeng used one hand to support the outer wall of the transformer room. Before he could stand firmly, the yellow mud on the soles of his shoes caused his feet to slip.

At this time, his consciousness began to blur, and he suddenly grabbed the wire hanging on the edge of the transformer room.

As soon as he stopped, he lost any strength and fell sideways to the ground. The wire in his hand was pulled very long, but it was not disconnected.

Bu Xiaopeng fell sideways on the edge of the wet road, and some tiny holes were torn out in the aging parts of the line. After he let go of his hand, water accumulated on the ground and began to react.

An electric current coursed through his body, and his heart beat violently. In a trance, he saw the sky full of Chinese coins drowning him. A satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he murmured silently: "I'm rich, I'm rich."

……

Jiang Ran was still standing in Hu Ximing's old house. He never expected that the delayed burst of Nine Tribulation Energy would erupt near the transformer room.

He originally estimated that the time would be after Bu Xiaopeng returned home, but he did not expect that the other party would run back so quickly when he returned.

It doesn't matter whether he died from the Nine Tribulations or electric shock, it was impossible to blame him anyway.

50 yuan for a hand, 100 million yuan for a leg, 500 million yuan for a life, the prices are clearly marked.

He was even so soft-hearted that he gave Bu Xiaopeng two chances to choose, which was considered the most benevolent thing.

"Where's Qiyanzhi?" Jiang Ran asked directly after Bu Xiaopeng left with longing.

"Did Liu Jun find you?"

Hu Ximing asked tentatively.

He could tell who the real owner was and kept staring at Jiang Ran when he asked this question.

"Liu Jun?" The corner of Jiang Ran's mouth rose slightly, and his tone was playful, "I heard that his business is very big."

Hu Ximing couldn't tell much from this sentence. Before he could ask any more questions, he saw the young man looking at Wu Xiaotong behind him.

"Is Qiyanzhi still in your hands?"

Wu Xiaotong didn't say anything for a long time. It was true that he was young, but he was not in a position to say whatever others asked him.

What's more, Hu Ximing just told Agou about setting up a trap, and he also understood that Qiyangzhi might be his only hope of making a comeback.

"Little boy, speak." Hu Ximing took a deep breath, feeling indescribable oppression in the main room of his old house.

Wu Xiaotong was still hesitating. Although Jiang Ran's expression did not change, Yan Yuqing's keen sixth sense seemed to have noticed something.

The girl in the red dress walked towards the boy holding an umbrella, with a kind look on her face: "Little boy, your sister and I taught together in the mountains for a while, do you still remember me?"

Wu Xiaotong's ears echoed with Liang Chen's words, and in his eyes, there was a beautiful woman from the north, who was left alone and independent.

No one can see the beauty in the poem, but the veiled woman in front of her, with her eyes and figure alone, is absolutely unique and independent.

As long as you see such a person once in your memory, you will never forget it.

Wu Xiaotong suppressed the violently beating young Mu Ai's heart and tried hard to remember who the other party was.

When Yan Yuqing saw this scene, she immediately became enlightened and reminded: "Sister Qing's tear mole is really beautiful."

The young man jumped up from his chair and looked at the loving eyes on the veil in disbelief: "Are you Sister Yu Qing in the video?"

He seemed stupid. Girls do change as they get older or wear makeup, but to transform from a village girl to this in just four years is too exaggerated.

"When you go out, you should cover up to some extent to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Yan Yuqing looked at the dull boy with a smile and explained softly.

Wu Xiaotong suddenly realized, but the shock in his eyes still did not dissipate.

He had no doubt that no one else knew about the video chat with his sister four years ago.

"Sister Yuqing, did my mother ask you to find me?" Wu Xiaotong looked a little panicked, like a child who had made a mistake.

"I met your mother before I came to Bujiacun." Yan Yuqing did not deny it, nor did she answer directly, "Do you still have Qiyangzhi in your hands?"

"Sister has already discussed with Mr. Lin to take you back to see her, and at the same time offer 6000 million to buy Qiyangzhi."

Wu Xiaotong took a step back as if he was frightened, and waved his hands repeatedly, "I can sell Qiyanzhi to you, but please don't take me back to see my mother."

The corners of Yan Yuqing's peach blossom eyes trembled slightly, and she looked at the young man with some confusion.