Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

At this moment, Tang Qingcheng had already gone inside the convenience store.

After entering the convenience store, Tang Qingcheng immediately asked the store owner where Zheng Liangyun's home in Lanyou Village was.

The convenience store owner did not show indifference because Tang Qingcheng hadn't bought anything from his shop; on the contrary, he was very enthusiastic and politely provided an answer.

Then, Tang Qingcheng fetched a few RMB from her bag, handed them to the owner, and asked him to keep an eye on her car, considering the money as a reward.

However, the store owner replied hesitantly, "Since you are here to see our village chief Zheng, just park the car in front of my house. I'll look after it and make sure no kids scratch it. We don't charge for parking here like they do in the city."

Zhu Bufan instantly felt the kindness, simplicity, and integrity of the people in Lanyou Village.

Tang Qingcheng, ignoring whether the owner accepted the money or not, left the money on a stool inside the store and walked out.

"What? You want to enter Iron Coffin Mountain? No, absolutely not." Inside the village chief Zheng Liangyun's house, a sincere and somewhat sallow-faced middle-aged man with a flat face spoke very agitatedly.

"Chief Zheng, I've explained it to you clearly. My great-grandfather is buried in Iron Coffin Mountain. I have come back this time to find his grave and relocate his remains to our family ancestral hall," said Tang Qingcheng.

"I know you've come back to fulfill your filial duties, but you really can't go into Iron Coffin Mountain. Do you know how dangerous it is inside? It's not just you who hasn't been back for many years; even our local villagers dare not approach that mountain," Zheng Liangyun said, his eyes filled with fear when he mentioned the mountain.

Zhu Bufan was dumbfounded. What on earth was it about Iron Coffin Mountain that could scare a person so much?

"Chief Zheng, seeing how afraid you are of this mountain, could you tell us what it's all about? If it really is dangerous, then we will heed your advice and stay away. But if you are deceiving us, then I am sorry, but we must visit the mountain!" Zhu Bufan spoke up.

Zheng Liangyun looked at Tang Qingcheng, then stared at Zhu Bufan, his eyes conveying a painful expression: "Young man, it's not that I don't want to tell you about the mountain, but... Ah! I'll say it again, you must not go into that mountain. Anyway, I've told you, it's up to you what you do! Just don't blame us if something happens!"

Leaving Zheng Liangyun's house.

"Uncle Anu, what should we do? I've never heard my father mention that this mountain was so mysterious! What exactly is Chief Zheng talking about?" Tang Qingcheng couldn't help but ask.

"Miss, I'm not very sure what's the matter either; your father never had me investigate this before. Perhaps we should ask other villagers too," said a man in a mask, finally speaking.

The masked man's voice sounded old and hoarse, just like an old man.

However, Zhu Bufan was not concerned about that at the moment.

Thus, Zhu Bufan, Tang Qingcheng, and Anu started wandering around the village.

But after half a day of wandering, none of the villagers were willing to talk about Iron Coffin Mountain.

Among them: most responded with ignorance, and the few who did know, like Zheng Liangyun, also advised Zhu Bufan and his companions to stay away from Iron Coffin Mountain.

This left Zhu Bufan exceedingly puzzled and increasingly intrigued by the mystique of the mountain.

Zhu Bufan and his companions had arrived in Lanyou Village after 10 a.m., and after spending half a day wandering in the village, it was now past 2 p.m. They returned to the convenience store, by which time those playing cards had all left.

The three of them bought some snacks at the store and sat down in front of it to eat.

"Boss, do you know what's the deal with Iron Coffin Mountain?" Zhu Bufan asked the shop owner.

The shop owner glanced at Zhu Bufan and replied, "I don't know!"

Zhu Bufan knew the owner definitely knew something; he just didn't want to say. Zhu Bufan shook his head, "Alright, thanks," and then, holding his instant noodles and a sausage, he walked over to a small table in front of the shop.

Tang Qingcheng was also at that table, her face bearing a look of exhaustion and frustration.

"Big Brother, Big Brother!" A voice rang in Zhu Bufan's ear.

"Hmm?" Zhu Bufan turned his head and saw a wiry young man beckoning to him from a corner near a wall. Zhu Bufan placed what he was holding on the small table and walked towards the young man.

"What is it, young man?" Zhu Bufan asked.

"I heard you were asking about Iron Coffin Mountain. I know about it," the young man said.

"You know?" Zhu Bufan scrutinized the wiry young man skeptically.

"Yes, I do, but I need five thousand RMB before I'll tell you," the young man stated bluntly, disregarding whether Zhu Bufan believed him or not.

"Haha," Zhu Bufan laughed, "Okay, if what you say is useful, I won't just give you five thousand—I'll give you ten thousand."

"Really?" The young man's eyes shone with excitement.

"Mm!" Zhu Bufan nodded.

"Well, to me, Iron Coffin Mountain looks no different from any other mountain. But a few years ago, a mysterious boss approached our village chief, and through the chief managed to buy the mountain from the government. Since then, anyone passing by would hear strange noises from the mountain, quite frightening sounds indeed. Just last year, the village chief's son and about ten others went into the mountain to explore, and none have come out since. The village chief tried to contact that mysterious person to find out what happened, but he couldn't reach him," the young man explained.

He paused and then continued:

"And not long before this year, some villagers passing by the mountain also mysteriously vanished. So, in the end, the village chief ordered everyone in the village to stay away from the mountain, and every family signed a confidentiality agreement to never speak of it again. Actually, the village chief is afraid. After all, he was fully responsible for the sale to that mysterious person. With so many dead, if the government investigates, the village chief will be held accountable."

Zhu Bufan felt some clarity. It seemed the mountain's mystery was indeed tied to that mysterious boss. Of course, Zhu Bufan knew there was probably more to it than the young man had said, something else must be going on.

As soon as the young man finished, Zhu Bufan immediately said to him, "Give me your bank account, I'll transfer the money to you."

"Alright!" The wiry young man was instantly thrilled.

In a moment, the notification sound of a transaction echoed from the young man's phone, and when he checked, it was indeed ten thousand RMB. He was overjoyed.

Zhu Bufan smiled, "If you lead us there, I can give you twenty thousand!"

"No, no, I can't take you there," the young man quickly replied.

"Not enough? Thirty thousand!"

"Big Brother, it's not that," the young man said, clearly troubled.