Ye Fan shook his head, "Finding the chicken blood stone doesn't necessarily mean we can find that tomb. This is a region of mountains and valleys. Even if we know the direction, whether we can actually enter it remains unknown."
If this ancient tomb were that easy to find, the Xu father and son would have long since seized its treasures. Why would outsiders even bother?
Shen Tianyin looked at Ye Fan, puzzled.
With a wry smile, he patted her head, "I'll arrange this. I need to negotiate a deal with Nan Cun and Kong Weiren, Dong Dabiao. You'll take care of Brother Shen Er. Remember, you absolutely cannot leave the basement."
He cautioned them repeatedly, afraid they would sneak out of the basement. If their tracks were discovered by the people of Nan Cun or Bei Cun, all his plans would come to naught.
"You're going alone? No, it's too dangerous."
Shen Tianyin stood up abruptly, shaking her head like a rattle.
Last time, Ye Fan had nearly died in Nan Cun. This time, she would never let Ye Fan take such a risk again.
"I promise there's no danger this time, and Kong Weiren will treat me with courtesy. Besides, if Brother Shen Er's injuries aren't treated in a good place, they might not heal easily. It's a perfect opportunity for him to recuperate in Nan Cun."
Ye Fan had calculated everything meticulously.
Seeing his determined gaze and confident smile,
Shen Tianyin swallowed the words she was about to say.
"Promise me you won't take any risks."
She couldn't bear to suffer repeated blows.
The last time Ye Fan and Shen Bao were both injured, she had been terrified.
This time, after the two went out again, Shen Bao was on the verge of death.
If Ye Fan were to face any danger, she truly didn't know how she would live.
Looking at Shen Tianyin, Ye Fan nodded heavily, "I promise."
...
At the entrance of Nan Cun village, the guards were startled to see Ye Fan. Two stayed behind to guard, while another hurried off to report to Kong Weiren.
"What? Is this how your Nan Cun treats guests?"
Seeing the gate tightly shut and the two villagers gripping steel forks, ready for anything.
Ye Fan's calm demeanor and even sarcastic tone left the two villagers bewildered, unsure of Ye Fan's intentions.
"Ye Fan, you dare to come to my Nan Cun alone? It seems you have a death wish."
Kong Weiren and Dong Dabiao hurried over, followed by dozens of villagers.
Upon seeing Ye Fan, Kong Weiren's eyes flashed with anger.
Ye Fan remained calm, offering a faint smile.
"Village Chief Kong, I don't understand what you mean. I'm here to discuss cooperation. However, judging by your demeanor, you don't seem to welcome me. If that's the case, I'll be leaving."
Saying this, Ye Fan turned as if to leave.
Kong Weiren was stunned, a look of confusion on his face.
"Trying to leave? What do you think this place is? You can come and go as you please?"
Dong Dabiao roared, then abruptly waved his hand, "Seize him!"
Several villagers opened the village gate and swiftly pursued Ye Fan.
The villagers were extremely fast, reaching Ye Fan in moments.
"Kid, where do you think you're going?"
Shouting angrily, these villagers raised their hands to grab Ye Fan.
But at that moment, Ye Fan let out a cold snort, then leaped up and kicked one of the villagers down.
Using the momentum, Ye Fan retreated several meters, then looked at Dong Dabiao and said coldly, "You are very impolite."
"Nonsense! You killed our villagers and desecrated the Nan Cun ancestral hall, yet you dare to talk about manners? Utterly ridiculous! Ye Fan, if you surrender obediently today, we might spare your life. But if you dare to resist, we will dismember you!"
Dong Dabiao roared in anger, his face full of triumph.
In his eyes, Ye Fan was surely doomed this time.
But at that moment, Ye Fan clapped his hands.
"Come out."
The next moment, over a dozen law enforcement officers emerged from the surrounding bushes, their guns pointed at Kong Weiren and Dong Dabiao.
"Village Chief Dong, do you still intend to capture me?"
Kong Weiren and Dong Dabiao's faces instantly turned ashen.
"Ye Fan, your planning is impeccable. You ambushed us with reinforcements beforehand. However, are these people enough to kill all of us? Ridiculous! I'm not afraid to tell you, if you dare to annihilate us, you will face retribution."
Cornered, Dong Dabiao could only say this.
Although they had a large number of people, how could they contend with more than a dozen guns?
Seeing Dong Dabiao still trying to maintain his composure, Ye Fan smiled and shook his head, not exposing him.
"I came here for cooperation. You two attacked East Village and ransacked Xu Sanhu's residence, presumably for this item?"
Saying this, Ye Fan took out a fiery red round stone from his pocket and held it in his palm.
Seeing the stone, Kong Weiren and Dong Dabiao froze, their pupils widening, their faces filled with shock.
"Chicken blood stone, that's chicken blood stone."
Kong Weiren's voice trembled.
Dong Dabiao swallowed nervously, "Ye Fan, how, how can this chicken blood stone be in your hands?"
They had searched for a long time before but couldn't find any trace of the chicken blood stone. They never expected it to be in Ye Fan's possession.
Ye Fan smiled without answering their questions, instead saying with a light smile, "I've heard that this chicken blood stone can locate that mysterious tomb and obtain its treasures. However, I'm not familiar with Qianfo Mountain, so I'd like to cooperate with you two. Are you interested?"
Finally throwing out this bombshell, Ye Fan's lips curved into a faint smile, like a cunning fox.
If the sight of the chicken blood stone had surprised the two of them earlier, then at this moment, Kong Weiren and Dong Dabiao were stunned.
What was Ye Fan saying? Cooperate with them to find the tomb?
That was unimaginable wealth.
Legend had it that Qianfo Mountain's tomb held the most treasures, and obtaining them would be enough to last several lifetimes.
After the excitement, the two frowned. Why would Ye Fan share such good fortune with them?
As for Ye Fan's claim of not being familiar with Qianfo Mountain, it was a flimsy excuse that wouldn't hold water.
Looking suspiciously at Ye Fan, Dong Dabiao frowned and asked, "Ye Fan, do you really take us for three-year-olds? With such good fortune, you would think of us?"
He hadn't expected these two to be so cautious.
However, Ye Fan had anticipated all possibilities and now looked at Dong Dabiao, "I have my plans for cooperating with you, but I have no obligation to tell you. You just need to say whether you agree or not."
Now, Ye Fan held the advantage and wouldn't be polite.
At this, Dong Dabiao and Kong Weiren's faces darkened further. They exchanged glances, both helpless.