Reborn King of Marketing

"Soldier!"

"Brother Xiaobing!"

"Zhang Xuebing!"

In the deep mountains and dense forests, human figures shuttled back and forth, and shouts soared into the sky.

Almost all the villagers in the four villages, except the elderly and children who could not go out, came to the back mountains to look for Zhang Xuebing.

However, they found the sun in the middle of the sky in the morning, searched the ravines, mountains, forests, hillsides, and fished out the pools and streams several times, making fish, turtles, shrimps, and crabs uneasy, but they didn't even find Zhang Xuebing's shadow.

Most of the villagers' faces were filled with anxiety and worry. Even if they were exhausted and weak, they refused to stop and rest for fear of missing the best opportunity to rescue Zhang Xuebing.

Maybe they don't know why they care so much about a person's life and death. Even if he is not a family member, he occupies such an important position in people's hearts.

These villagers may have different ideas in their hearts, but they have only one purpose at the moment, to find Zhang Xuebing alive.

Half a day of climbing mountains and wading in rivers left the old scholar physically exhausted.

He was leaning against a small tree, holding a branch with jagged branches as a crutch, wiping sweat and muttering to himself.

"That shouldn't be the case. We've searched all over this area. Even if the person is gone, the body should still be found!"

"Old principal, you..." Su Xin'er glared at him, wanting to go up and kick him.

Only then did the old scholar realize that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Well, I have lost my ability to speak in my old age. I want to say that maybe we are looking in the wrong place. Otherwise, with so many people, we would have found it long ago!"

Su Xin'er was very anxious at the moment, with tears in her eyes, and she pursed her lips tightly and said, "Is it possible that he didn't go into the mountains and chased him to Linxian County by himself?"

"How is that possible? I saw him go to the mountains with my own eyes. Even if he returns halfway, he will still meet someone, right?" Shan Bao shook his head to deny the little girl's guess.

At this moment, the team leader of Wangjiacun walked slowly from behind the team, coughed twice and said in a raised voice.

"There is no way to continue searching like this. You are not tired, but the folks have been tired for half the night, and now they don't even have saliva to stick to their teeth!"

Su Xin'er wanted to refute, but she swallowed the words on her lips, but what he said was the truth. The villagers were already tired and hungry even before the rice and water stuck to their teeth.

The little girl felt angry and immediately said, "Then I won't bother you, I'll look for it myself!"

The old scholar glared and said, "What are you talking about? The soldier is our team leader, equivalent to the commander-in-chief of the four villages. In ancient times, if the general was lost in a war, the team would have to be disbanded and all the soldiers would be beheaded. We

Even if we open the mountain, we still have to find him!"

The atmosphere had just calmed down, and Team Leader Wang sneered again, "Don't take the harsh words seriously. I think, after so many people have been looking for him for so long, I'm afraid he is no longer here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that the surrounding villagers were looking at him with murderous eyes.

Team Leader Wang's heart trembled, and he immediately gritted his teeth to encourage himself and continued.

"Let me tell you, let's go back to the village now, wait three to five days, and then send people to those ponds and mountains to take a look. I guess..."

"Fuck you!" Before he could finish his words, Shan Bao roared, rushed forward, and grabbed Team Leader Wang's neck.

After all, Team Leader Wang was also the leader of Wangjia Village and had many supporters around him. The old scholar was afraid that a commotion would delay the search for Zhang Xuebing, so he hurriedly stepped forward and swatted away the mountain leopard.

"Shan Bao, don't be ridiculous, don't even look at what time it is!"

Shan Bao released his palm angrily, glared at Team Leader Wang fiercely, and then said.

"Anyone who doesn't want to find me anymore should get out and don't talk nonsense from here!"

Team Leader Wang rubbed his sore neck, coughed twice, and glanced at Shan Bao with resentment.

"Everyone in Wangjia Village, listen up. We have also contributed. Since they can't use so many people, it is only right that we go back to the village and don't delay the farm work!"

However, there were very few people in Wangjia Village who responded. There were only a dozen die-hards who followed Team Leader Wang to retreat, but the remaining villagers remained unmoved.

Villagers from the other three villages paid no attention to them, which made Team Leader Wang very embarrassed. He still shouted loudly, "It's your own loss if you delay the farm work. Don't blame me for not reminding you. Let's go back to the village!"

After saying this, he greeted his iron man, turned around and walked back the way he came.

"Team leader, why don't we just leave like this?" After walking far away, a subordinate said submissively.

Team leader Wang raised his foot and kicked the guy with a wheel, and spat fiercely, "Bah, Zhang Xuebing is your biological father, you are such a filial son and virtuous grandson, get out of here!"

"No, team leader, don't get me wrong, I'm afraid that Zhang Xuebing won't accept our mountain goods in the future!"

Team Leader Wang sneered, "I'm telling you clearly, Zhang Xuebing is dead..."

Suddenly he stopped talking, glanced at everyone in front of him, and said fiercely, "Anyway, don't worry about it, go dig up the herbs, the third brother said to buy them at a high price!"

"Bah, what the hell! If you hadn't stopped the old principal, I would have thrown him under the cliff today!"

The old scholar was about to reprimand, but suddenly he was stunned. He stretched out his trembling hands, grabbed Shan Bao's collar and growled, "What did you just say!"

Shanbao was also a student of the old scholar. He was so frightened that he stammered, "Don't be angry, old principal. I, I won't dare to do it next time!"

The old scholar shook the mountain leopard excitedly, his eyes as bright red as oozing blood, "You just mentioned Sheshen Cliff. How far away were you from Sheshen Cliff where you stayed yesterday?"

Shanbao didn't know why, "No, it's not that far, but the team leader will definitely not go there!"

People in the mountains have many rules and even more taboos.

Therefore, it is said that if you want to make a wish to the gods in the mountains, you must go to the Sacrifice Cliff and jump off, and your wish will surely come true.

This Sheshen Cliff is a cliff deep in the back mountain. It is bottomless and the wind is howling. You can get into accidents if you walk here during the day, and no one dares to get even close at night.

Before setting off last night, the old scholar specially told Zhang Xuebing not to go to Sheshen Cliff.

"Old principal, did Brother Xiaobing go over there?" The little girl was so anxious that tears filled her eyes and she was trembling as she spoke.

The old scholar slowly let go of Shan Bao and said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid the possibility is very high. A dozen young men from our village will come with me. For the rest, continue to search here!"

After saying this, the old scholar turned around in the direction of Sheshen Cliff. His thin back was hunched, as if he had carried countless years and stories.

Immediately, more than ten young and strong young men came out of Zhangjiacun and followed closely behind the old scholar. Ma Gan and the little girl also chased after him.

They walked higher and higher along the hillside. When they reached the top of the mountain, they suddenly saw a wide open space in front of them.

There are few trees here, the rocks are exposed, and there are jagged and strange rocks everywhere. Not far ahead, a cliff lies in front of everyone, and the Sheshen Cliff is reached.

This cliff stretches for several miles. Standing on the edge of the cliff, I just feel the cold wind blowing in my face. The fog below is thick and bottomless.

If you listen carefully, there is also a faint sound of thunder. The locals know that this is the echo caused by the turbulence in the mountain stream.

Sheshen Cliff is famous far and wide, but very few people have visited it, let alone descended there.

Everyone is standing on the top of the mountain and on the edge of the cliff, but they are a little confused. How can they find it?

The old scholar looked at the rolling mist under the cliff and said in a deep voice, "Let's split up and look for any signs of anyone coming up there first, and then we'll talk about the rest!"

Everyone responded and started to search separately. At this moment, a series of dog barks suddenly came from the forest.