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

Shen Qingjun's luck must be good.

She fell from the mountain road, but she did not fall directly to the ground. Firstly, she rolled along the slope of the mountain for such a long distance without suffering any serious injuries. Secondly, she did not suffer any serious injuries after falling from the mountain road.

No matter whether it was a sharp branch or rugged rubble, if it hit her head or vital parts, she would surely die.

Even if you roll further down and the slope gradually becomes 90 degrees, you will still be dead if you fall to the ground.

Therefore, her luck seemed to be at the maximum. Even while rolling at a high speed, she was able to roll into a depression on the slope of the mountain.

Gou San was not so lucky. Not only was his throat and skin cut by branches at different angles.

As he rolled down, the stone hit his head and his brains flowed all over the place.

When Shen Qingjun heard the noise just now, he just followed his heart and decided to save people, so he grabbed it subconsciously with his hand.

She really didn't expect that with such a low probability, she could succeed in one fell swoop and drag the person into the sunken shallow pit.

Maybe it was because she was lucky and ordered the maximum amount, so even God gave her a little face.

The problem is that she had the good intention to save people, but she couldn't bear the shock of touching a mixture of brains and blood.

A scream is the release of the fear that has just accumulated in the heart, and it is also the wail of witnessing others die in front of you but being unable to do anything.

No matter how strong and brave she is, she is only in her twenties after all. In the eyes of some people, she is still a young girl who has not yet graduated from school.

Having suffered such a series of shocks today, she was mentally strong enough that she did not collapse on the spot.

However, Gou San's death was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing her to scream in despair.

This was different from the crying when he searched for Tan Zishan in vain on the mountain and encountered heavy rain. At that time, it was purely because of the concern and self-blame in his heart that reached its peak.

At this moment, she realized how helpless she was without Qi Jingshan's protection.

They could neither find Tan Zishan nor save the "innocent" villager who fell from the mountain.

Yes, Shen Qingjun also blamed himself for the death of someone who happened around him and whom he tried to help but failed to change the outcome.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, this is just a pretense, a hypocritical act after something happened.

She could have arranged for five people to get together and search slowly after Tan Zishan disappeared. Even though she knew it would take a lot of time, no one could blame her.

But she still chose to go up the mountain in the rain.

She knew clearly that the mountain road was slippery and there was a high possibility that she would fall if she tried to pull Lu Xiaoyun.

But she rushed out without hesitation.

After falling, I was covered in bruises and barely managed to survive. When I heard someone rolling down from above, I knew there was a risk of being dragged out of the pit by inertia.

But she resolutely lent a helping hand.

If this is just a pretense, then anyone who has such thoughts in mind would wish that the world was filled with such pretentious fools, with him being the only smart guy left.

Even though Shen Qingjun is a fool, his stupidity lies in not realizing that most people in this world are just such smart guys.

But so what, she is just Shen Qingjun.

After sobbing and whimpering a few times, she finally accepted the reality.

The inner self-blame and powerlessness could not withstand the cold rain and wind, as well as the fear brought by a dead body.

Shen Qingjun dragged his trembling body to the edge of the pit, trying his best to avoid contact with the corpse in the narrow space.

As time went by, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

She only felt the heat in her body gradually dissipating, and she became extremely sleepy, even having a dizzy feeling of wanting to fall into a deep sleep.

In this sleepy state of half asleep and half awake, an indifferent voice sounded in my ears.

"Shen Qingjun, do you hate it?"

The voice was clearly familiar, but she didn't have the energy to distinguish it. Instead, she felt like she was dreaming.

Shen Qingjun shook her head blankly, her voice a little weak, "What do you hate?"

"I always help others, but when the time comes, no one can help me."

She didn't know whether it was hallucination or a real dream, she just forced a smile and responded without hesitation.

"How do you know that no one will help me? Whether it's Feifei, Xiaoyun or Zishan, if they knew I was trapped here, they would come to rescue me without hesitation."

There was a brief silence, and then Shen Qingjun's slightly more excited voice sounded again.

"If you want to talk about hatred, there is also hatred."

The wind and rain seemed to be still for a moment, as if the answer was unbelievable.

"I hate that I didn't just hurt myself, I also indirectly hurt Feifei, Xiaoyun, Zishan, Yan Wenxuan, Ma Yilun and the others."

"I shouldn't have brought them to Luoyin Mountain."

The wind and rain resumed their previous rhythm.

Shen Qingjun was in a trance and found that he seemed to be able to vaguely see the surrounding scenery.

She was slightly stunned and blinked her eyes, thinking that it must be an illusion before death.

The night outside was as dark as ink, and there shouldn't be such visibility.

What she never expected was that this blurry vision would become clearer as time went by.

Even though Shen Qingjun was slow to react, he realized that a light source had appeared nearby and it was definitely not a hallucination before death.

Vision couldn't just change the structure of her eyes for no reason, allowing her to see through darkness without knowing why.

Just as she was about to shout, she caught a glimpse of a corpse beside her in a horrible state of death from the corner of her eye, and the syllables she had just uttered became unclear.

Her shoulders were shaking constantly and her legs were so weak that she could not stand steadily.

Just as I was feeling the joy of discovering the light source and the fear of seeing the corpse, the voice that had just sounded in my half-awake state rang out again.

This time it was not a question, but a sarcasm that she rarely heard but was extremely familiar with.

"Shen Qingjun, I find that even if I try a hundred times, you still can't change your bad habits."

"You always take the blame for everything and put it on yourself. Can you handle all the suffering in this world?!"

Jiang Ran stood on the slope as if he were walking on flat ground, looking down at Shen Qingjun who was in a very miserable state in the sunken pit.

There was no color on his face, and the glow of the Moonstone in his arms was no longer as bright as it was at the beginning.

Under normal circumstances, Shen Qingjun would be furious to death after hearing such words.

But at this moment, Shen Qingjun raised his head and looked at the only source of light in the endless darkness, and was stunned there for a moment.

There were continuous raindrops in her sight, and the light was scattered, making the rain lines clear.

And in this misty light, dust, rain and fog, a figure stood there like a savior, just a stone's throw away from him.

Without caring about what Jiang Ran said, Shen Qingjun lowered his head, his body soaked by the rain shaking like a sieve.

She cried even more miserably than before.

Seeing this, Jiang Ran had no intention of scolding anymore. He dragged his exhausted body, leaned forward slightly and stretched out his hand.

"Let's go, good man."

Shen Qingjun's body trembled, and when she met Jiang Ran's gaze, she turned her head away. After a long time, she touched his fingers with trembling hands.

Not until her fingertips felt the real touch did she suddenly stand up, rushed out like crazy, and screamed with tears streaming down her face.

"Jiang Ran!"

"You are really Jiang Ran!"