The Country's Beautiful Woman Chapter 214, Main Text 214, Timely Rain 214**—A sudden outpouring of words from the simple-minded Zhang struck like heavy blows upon Ling Xiaoman's heart. Ling Xiaoman felt utterly enveloped by cold and despair, and thought, "Die now. During life, she had never even secured her own safety; after death, everything would simply vanish into mist." This content constitutes the textual material of Chapter 214 of "The Country's Beautiful Woman."—The Lover's Chamber—(paoshu) As the simple-minded Zhang advanced step by step toward her, his words, increasingly vulgar, stimulated the tense and fragile nerves of Ling Xiaoman. Closing her eyes, she raised her brick and struck it against her own head. "Ha ha, once it's in my hands, dying won't be so easy," Zhang said, stepping forward. At just one inch from Ling Xiaoman's head, he swiftly reached out and snatched the brick, then casually tossed it aside. Ling Xiaoman, unable to take her own life, lifted her tear-streaked eyes to gaze at the foolish Zhang, who was shorter than herself, and pleaded, "I have no idea what has happened to you—what has caused you to act foolish and eccentric for so many years. Yet I haven't done anything to offend you. It's not like I've wronged you. Why are you treating me so unfairly? Please let me go. I'll be gone by tomorrow, and I'll never come back." Suddenly, Zhang burst into laughter, sharply grabbed Ling Xiaoman's hair, and yanked her back, his face fierce and menacing, staring at her wide-eyed and frightened face, and said, "If I let you go, where will I find such a fresh and lively girl again?" Zhang, the fool, ran the pig-killing knife along Ling Xiaoman's face, a cold chill spreading through her body. Closing her eyes, Ling Xiaoman saw tear drops roll down like pearls, each one falling in a steady line. Now, she even regretted not listening to her parents' advice, and insisting on coming to this unfamiliar place all on her own. If only she had been less stubborn back then, how could things have turned out as they had now—this is the text content from Chapter 214 of "Rural Beauty." Zhang chuckled softly, his lustful gaze tracing down from her neckline. As the two peaks nestled there rose and fell with her breathing, trembling gently, Zhang could no longer bear the intensity of his passion. With a roar like a wild beast, he dropped the pig-killing knife and threw himself upon Ling Xiaoman, tearing at her clothes with fierce urgency. Swish! Ling Xiaoman's dress was torn open by the simple-minded Zhang, as if a chain reaction had begun, with a series of sharp ripping sounds. Soon, Ling Xiaoman was left only with a bra supporting her breasts and a thin underpants holding onto her most private area. Despite her frantic struggles, she only endured more bizarre and intense torment from Zhang. The surprising strength that emerged from Zhang—though small in stature—proved utterly overwhelming to Ling Xiaoman. "You're truly a city girl," Zhang said, releasing her. He gathered up the now-ruined dress and tossed it onto the bonfire, where a strong, acrid smell of burning fabric immediately filled the brick kiln. Zhang was far from simple-minded. He had predicted that Ling Xiaoman would never bare her body and run out to seek help, and even if she did, there would be no one coming to rescue her in this remote countryside. Ling Xiaoman had completely given up, yet her inner resentment and unwillingness still drove her to resist. When the foolish young man stripped off his clothes and rushed toward her, Ling Xiaoman lifted her foot and delivered a fierce kick to his lower body. The young man cried out in pain, clutching his nearly broken member as he bent over, stomping his feet on the ground in agony. Suddenly lifting his head, he stared at Ling Xiaoman with fierce determination, shouting, "You filthy whore! You dare kick me here? Today, I'll kill you!" With bloodshot eyes, the young man seemed to have lost all reason, charging forward and slapping Ling Xiaoman across the face so hard that she nearly fainted. Blood streaked from her lips, and her cheeks swelled instantly. Ling Xiaoman, dazed and clutching her face, had stopped weeping. If nothing could be changed, what good was crying anymore? Zhang, the fool, saw Ling Xiaoman no longer fighting fiercely, but giggling instead, pressing his slender frame against hers. Thunderclap! The heavy rain that had been building all day finally poured down in full force! ... For heaven's sake, what a stroke of bad luck! You mother of a god, when the crops in the fields needed watering, where were you? Today, Ling Teacher is missing, and yet you're having a joyful downpour—what thunder! You're even making the very sound of my calls to Ling Teacher drown beneath the thunder! What a mess! This content is from Chapter 214 of "Rural Beauty." The first rumble of thunder signaled to Lu Yun that rain was coming. After walking about two miles south of the village, the rain began to fall steadily. Lu Yun knew there was an old brick kiln not far ahead where he could take shelter. If Ling Teacher was heading in that direction, she likely would have gone there as well. The cool rain pattered against his face, and Lu Yun rallied his spirit, hurrying toward the collapsed brick kiln. As he drew near, about a hundred meters away, he began to catch the faint sound of a girl's crying drifting into his ears—his heart leapt with joy, and he quickened his pace. When he reached the kiln's edge, the crying stopped abruptly, yet it was clear enough that the voice belonged to Ling Xiaoman. Yet before he could rejoice, a man's voice emerged from within the kiln, somewhat familiar—though he couldn't quite place where he'd heard it before. "Is it really Ling Teacher who's been taken by this man?" Lu Yun thought. If so, then as a mere child, he'd have to outwit and defeat him. Crouching low, he swiftly slipped into the kiln and concealed himself at the corner, peering cautiously inside to observe the scene. To his surprise, Lu Yun felt blood rushing to his head, nearly unable to contain himself and eager to rush out. Yet reason told him that the man lying atop Ling Teacher was no one he could easily handle. With little time to spare, he pulled out his slingshot, secured a piece of iron sand, tightened the rubber band, and launched it. "Stupid Zhang was shouting and suddenly turned around. Lu Yun, who had been hiding in the shadows, was stunned, his heart roaring in fury: 'For heaven's sake, it's really you, Stupid Zhang! You've done this again. Damn it—Stupid Zhang has been plotting all along, and now he's aiming his attacks right at my head! He's going to die!' Lu Yun pulled out a grain of iron sand and this time, he aimed straight at Zhang's swollen crotch! ... Rural Beauty No. 214, Main Text Chapter 214 – Updated with timely rain!"