Chapter 3 Return to College (1/2)
An hour later, the sky had already brightened up, and Qin Hao miraculously recovered his strength. He found a cave not far from his left. A small stream of clear water flowed out of the cave.
”Maybe it would be better to go there and rest.” As he thought of this, he carefully climbed up the hillside, dragging his scarred body into the cave.
After Qin Hao crawled into the cave for a few hours, it was almost noon when the bus was discovered. The moment the accident was discovered, it became a hot topic on TV and the internet.
The bus was destroyed, including the driver. Rescuers found a total of eight bodies, so far no survivors have been found. In terms of the number of dead, it was indeed a major traffic accident.
The rescuer continued searching for another day. After confirming that there were no corpses missing, they left the spot.
Who would have thought that if a person rolled down from such a high hill, he would be able to climb into the cave on the hillside? So they ignored the cave and the fact that there was someone inside.
Chang Hai City, a luxurious villa. In a spacious and bright room, there were two women, one was Ye Siyu, and the other was Ye Siyu's childhood friend, called Yang Yang. She had an oval face, and her appearance and figure were no less than Ye Siyu's. She was dressed in a simple short-sleeved light green dress. It was casual, cool, and there was a circle of white chiffon at the hem, looked pure and quiet. She had C cup breast, with a slim waist and fair skin.
”Siyu, did you go a little too far treating Qin Hao like this?” Yang Yang sat on the bed, holding her phone as she posted on WeChat.
Ye Siyu combed her silky smooth hair in front of the window, then disdainfully asked, ”What's wrong, Yang Yang, do you feel sorry for him?”
Yang Yang raised her delicate nose and said, ”Go away, if someone feels heartache, it should be you. I just feel that he's innocent in this matter.”
”Innocent?” Ye Siyu laughed, ”Miss Yang, didn't you see how that fellow looked when he saw me, like he's going to eat me! It was because of his sexual obsession and his crazed desire that he told the old man that he wanted to marry me, and I was forced to marry him by the old man. Otherwise, why would I do that to him? Maybe we won't even get to know each other. ”
”You're right, but since you're so beautiful, every man will be tempted by you … If I am a man, I will be tempted by you too. ” Yang Yang said with a smile, as her eyes looked towards Ye Siyu's small waist and round perky bottom, and immediately felt envious and jealous.
”So what if being tempted? With his weakness, even in university, he was still a third-rate trash. Is he even worthy of me? ” Ye Siyu said in disdain, ”If he has even the slightest bit of strength, perhaps I would consider it.”
”If that's the case, why did uncle insist on you marrying to him?” Yang Yang asked in puzzlement.
Ye Siyu curled her lips, turned around and said unhappily: ”How would I know? The old man didn't say anything, maybe he is just old and muddleheaded!”
As the two of them speaking, the sound of a car horn came from under the villa.
”Du du.”
Yang Yang seemed to be very familiar with the sound of the horn, she immediately put down her phone and ran to the window sill, open the curtain and take a look, then turned and smiled at Ye Siyu: ”Silyu, Young Master Zuo is here. The prince charming in your heart, hehe. ”
The young master Zuo that she spoke of was Zuo Yong, a young master from one of the wealthiest clans in the country, Zuo Family. He had been chasing after Ye Siyu.
”He came to take me to the opera at the Oriental Theatre. Let's go together.” Ye Siyu was also very happy and immediately began packing her purse.
Yang Yang blinked her eyebrows, and hesitantly said, ”It's not good for me to go with you, I would be your third wheel.”
”Dear me, cut the crap. We are only ordinary friends. Let's go together.” Ye Siyu packed her purse and held it in her hand, pulled Yang Yang and ran downstairs.
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A month later, in that cave on the slope of the Eighteen Curves Mountain, Qin Hao stood at the entrance of the cave, looking up at the sky, greedily absorbing the fresh air.
He was going to leave this place today and was actually reluctant to leave.
These days, in order to satisfy his stomach, he had even captured all the rats on the hillside. If he didn't leave now, he would only have to nibble on the roots of the grass.
During this month, he had gained a lot in this cave and it had also become the turning point of his life.
He had cultivated the first level of Qi Refining of the Eternity Spell, and with the help of herbal medicine, his body had fully recovered half a month ago. With his injuries, if he were to be sent to the hospital for normal treatment, he would need at least half a year to fully recover. At the same time, he had also cultivated a martial skill from the Spirit Martial Continent.
In Spirit Martial Continent, Martial Cultivator was divided into eight stages. After the eighth stage of Martial Cultivator, there were the Martial Sovereign, the Martial Saint, and the final, Martial God. Right now, Qin Hao had just stepped into the gate of the first stage of Martial Cultivator, marking that the Genuine Qi was formed in his body. Genuine Qi was called Spirit Qi in Spirit Martial Continent, and Spirit Qi could be converted into Spirit Strength to attack.
”Goodbye, I will come back if I have the chance.” Qin Hao inhaled the last breath of fresh mountain air and looked above the cave.
Above was a cliff, and above the cliff was a steep slope. It was impossible to climb without the help of tool, unless one grew wings and flew up. However, Qin Hao only took a deep breath, his figure flashed, and with the sound of wind, he leapt out of the way. Using a strange footwork technique, he flied up by means of the protruding rocks and branches.
This was also a high level light body technique from the Spirit Martial Continent, Phantom Cloud Trace. Back then, he learnt this technique to catch mountain sparrows and rats to fill his stomach. After these few days of training with the mountain sparrows and rats, he had already become familiar with the use of this technique.
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Chang Hai City, East Asia Normal School.
Ignoring the big words ”East Asia”. In fact, this was just a private third-rate college, the minimum passing score for the matriculating examination was always low, and became lower every year. Some students could come here to study after paying some money, even if they got a zero score. Therefore, the students from all over the country here were problematic.