Chapter 19: The Grove of Terror
Three o'clock in the morning.
Outside the gate of Rongcheng Middle School.
"Chen Mutong, don't rob me later, this time I'm the first to go, and I will be rewarded the most. The yellow-haired young man jumped out of the car, looked at the school, and said calmly to one of the people next to him.
"Yang Jun, you can't say that, if I hadn't made a move last time, you would almost not have come back. Next to him was a young man in his twenties, named Chen Mutong, who said disdainfully.
"Also, whose fault was it that time?" Yang Jun heard this, his eyes were cold, and he said: "Okay, let's shoot at the same time, but you are half an hour late, I think you did it on purpose!"
"I can't say that, didn't I tell you, traffic jam, traffic jam!" Chen Mutong said with a smile on his face.
"You ......" Yang Jun was furious.
"Alright, don't make any more noise. On the other side, a well-dressed girl, unable to stand their noise, opened her mouth to shut up. Her face was gloomy, and she was slightly dissatisfied: "Now that this place is a school, does the entire Rong City where the two of you want to quarrel know that we are here?"
At the end, he added: "Two fools." ”
Yang Jun and Chen Mutong suddenly blackened their faces, since the world changed dramatically and they gained power, no one had ever called them stupid.
"Zhao Qian, do you want to find a fight?"
"I think it's looking for death!"
They looked at the girl named Zhao Qian who had just spoken.
"Just you?" Zhao Qian said disdainfully: "Do you really think that if you gain some strength, you are already invincible?"
"Shall we try it, then?"
"Try it!"
As soon as they spoke, Yang Jun and Chen Mutong were ready to make a move, and Zhao Qian was not to be outdone, and the three of them confronted each other.
"What are you doing?"
At this time, another car drove up, and an old man got out of the car, saw the situation in front of him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Make such a big move, do you want to call the security guards?"
"Security guard?" Yang Jun glanced at the school security booth in the distance, and the security guard who was sleeping inside said, and sneered: "Third uncle, you are too cautious, the security guard sleeps like a pig, and even if he wakes up, what can he do with us?"
"Although the world has changed, the social order is still the same as before, and we still have to abide by it, and I heard that the state has begun to respond and invited a lot of experts to come out. The third uncle shook his head and said in a deep voice.
These young people are too frivolous, and once they gain strength, they begin to despise everything. They don't know that there are many masters in this world, and even with his strength, he is still at the bottom.
"Okay, listen to the third uncle. Yang Jun nodded in agreement.
However, looking at his face, although he said so, his expression was disapproving.
Looking at the other people, their faces are similar.
The reason why they respect the third uncle is not because of his age, but because of his strength.
Although they don't know the exact strength of the third uncle, as far as they know, the strength of the third uncle should be the peak of the transcendent realm, and even one foot has stepped into the realm after the transcendental, the realm of awakening.
The so-called awakening means that the body has surpassed the mortal system, and the inner body has begun to change, and when cultivating, it is no longer a simple physical cultivation, but can mobilize the power of the surrounding heaven and earth for its own use.
Such a realm is also what they dream of now.
"Let's go in!" the third uncle shook his head.
He probably knew what these people thought, but just like Yang Jun, Chen Mutong and others, he didn't care.
The cooperation between them is only temporary.
This time, Zhang Fazhong, the richest man in Rongcheng City, spent a lot of money to invite them to come to Rongcheng to investigate the grove of Rongcheng Middle School.
The reason why they accept it. On the one hand, the remuneration given by Zhang Fazhong is very high, and although they have now become cultivators, they still need money for food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. Especially after cultivation, the need for money is greater.
On the other hand, they themselves are also interested in the strange things in the grove of Rongcheng Middle School. They knew that if the grove of Rongcheng Middle School really grew up in a very short time, there must be something strange inside.
Maybe some treasures will appear.
These two, they are lacking right now.
So, while talking, a group of people avoided the school security guards and walked around the school.
"Third uncle, look at the grove!" turned a corner, and as soon as she vaguely saw the grove, Zhao Qian discovered the situation.
Inside the grove, figures flickered and the wind sounded.
From a distance, under the moonlight, it feels as if the entire grove is sublimated.
Contrary to the grove, the surrounding area of the grove feels a lot darker, as if this piece of moonlight is attracted by the grove, which is extremely weird.
However, in this case, only people who want to cultivate like them can find that ordinary ordinary people, they will only find it a little weird.
"This ......" Zhao Qian trembled as she felt the flow of aura around her.
Being able to use the aura and mobilize the power of heaven and earth for her own use, isn't this the second stage of the cultivation she has always dreamed of, awakening!
Not only her, but also Yang Jun, Chen Mutong and others who passed through her, and even the third uncle, they all felt the same.
They were all petrified, and they were a little in a daze, in the grove behind such a school, inaccessible, and they could actually meet people in the second stage of cultivation.
If they hadn't actually seen it, they would have even had some delusions, was this a joke for them?
"Third uncle, this ......" Yang Jun, who had always been arrogant, swallowed his saliva and asked the third uncle a little intermittently.
"I've met a master!" the third uncle said slowly with a solemn expression.
"Is it really?" asked Chen Mutong with difficulty.
He felt a chill on his back.
They were still invited by the richest man in Rongcheng to deal with the affairs of the grove, but they didn't expect that there was no demon or monster inside, but a real master.
"That's right!" the third uncle also smiled wryly. He didn't expect that to be the end.
"Then let's go!" said the other passer, wiping his sweat.
Handle a yarn too!
If they provoke the masters of the grove to be unhappy, they can easily destroy them.
Money can be earned again, but life is only once.
As for the request of the richest man, or the treasure in the grove, they did not want it for a long time.
In the face of life, nothing else is worth mentioning.
The third uncle's proposal was immediately recognized by most of the people, and they all nodded.
However, the third uncle shook his head and refused, saying: "It's too late, I think the seniors of Xiaolin should already know about our existence, and we can only apologize to him and ask for his forgiveness now!"
Everyone's hearts trembled, what the third uncle said was right.
It was a very bad thing for them to come over in a hurry and disturb other people's cultivation.
"Agreed!"
"As it should be!"
"Then let's go over!"
Yang Jun, Chen Mutong and others thought about it for a while, and they all agreed.
A few minutes later, in the grove, Su Ming and Xi Xi, who were cultivating inside, followed one another.
"Someone is coming!" Su Ming's ears moved, and he frowned.
"Still a cultivator!" Xixi nodded and added.
"Woo woo......" Xiao Hei found out even one step ahead of them, but he was afraid of disturbing their cultivation, so he didn't make a sound.
Now, when it saw that Su Ming and Xixi had woken up, it screamed in a low voice.
After Su Ming and Xixi finished speaking, Li Cheng also woke up, and he asked a little strangely, "What are you talking about?"
"It's too late to leave, let's meet!" Xixi didn't answer Li Cheng's question, but continued to say to Su Ming.
"Hmm!"
Su Ming nodded, he had long thought that there would be more cultivators.