Chapter 2: The Mountains (Part 2)

  The accommodation problem was finally solved with the help of Lan Ruoxue's 40-year-old and under 10-year-old male and female universal cute face. In the process, a family originally planned to take them in, but when Xia Yunfei took off his sunglasses, the mistress immediately changed her mind, pulled over her new husband with a kitchen knife, and threatened that if he dared to look again, she would [beep] him.

  Bei Fang and Lan Ruoxue stared at Xia Yifei with resentful eyes, who touched his nose uncomfortably and turned to study the ordinary door of this house.

  Unexpectedly, this small mountain village had a sufficient supply of hydroelectric power. At that moment, Xiaoyan took out her mobile phone and glanced at the signal, surprisingly finding that her mobile number, which required moving around to make calls, actually had two bars of signal. However, Fang You's casual remark made her jump up and chase him for an entire street, and she was also surrounded by onlookers for an entire street.

  That sentence should be said like this——

  "Even if there's a signal, your phone was out of credit when you left yesterday. Do you still expect to find a top-up point in a place like this?"

  On their way back, they saw Fang Chenye with a stomachache expression, lowering his head and not speaking. Xia Yifei was certain that he must have thought he had found the wrong person.

  The place they were staying was a small building where an old couple and their son lived. The two elderly people enthusiastically cooked up a table of hot dishes, among which Xiaoyan ate the mountain bamboo shoots with braised pork so much that she almost licked her plate clean. Of course, if the old lady hadn't kept pulling Lan Ruoxue's hand, wanting to marry her off to her son, everything would have been perfect.

  After finishing dinner, Xiaoyan flew over with a cup of hot tea and started chatting with the two old men. After some small talk, she seemed to mention casually: "Old folks, I think this environment is not bad, but why hasn't anyone come to develop it?"

  "How come, every year there are several batches of people carrying big bags to investigate. But once they enter the mountain, none of them come out." The old man with a face full of wrinkles puffed on his pipe and coughed twice before continuing, "Do they think the villagers are fools? Who doesn't know that they're after the Green Dragon? This kind of person is willing to spend any amount of money, but no one is willing to take them into the mountain."

  A few people exchanged a glance when the old man was adding tobacco leaves, but the old man's next sentence made them all slightly surprised.

  "Are you young people also after Qing Long?"

  Xia Yifei immediately put on a straight face and pulled out the certificate from his pocket: "Cough, we are from the Archaeology Department of A University. This is our professor Fang Chenhui, who brought us graduate students for summer internship training. The teacher heard that there was a tomb here and brought us over."

  The old man took the ID card and looked at it, then burst out laughing: "University student? University students are good, university students are good."

  What he feared most was that Fang Ying secretly pulled the hem of Lan Ruoxue's clothes and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Where did that certificate come from? Didn't Xia Yunfei return to China to learn a trade after not even finishing middle school?"

  Lan Ruoxue gave him a disdainful look: "Can't you think about how she makes a living? A mere student ID is still something she can't fake? Go wherever it's cool and stay there, don't lower our average IQ, thank you."

  Fang, who had been stimulated to the extreme, suddenly turned to the seasonal fruit that had just been served, and when he came back to himself under the gaze of the remaining three people, he found that a full bowl of fruit had already entered his own belly.

  He belched after realizing it later.

  Xia Yifei and Lan Ruoxue rushed up.

  Then... there was no then.

  Looking at the few old men who were laughing and knocking on their pipes, Fang Chenye felt that he had truly lowered the average IQ by expecting these three people to get things: "Old man, is there anything we need to pay attention to in this mountain?"

  "Pay attention? You're paying too much attention." The old man puffed on his pipe and gave him a sideways glance, "I won't talk to you, let that little girl from earlier come and chat with me."

  What's with this arrogant tone?!

  They could only lower their heads on someone else's turf, and Fang Chen retreated to the corner of the wall to mend his broken glass heart, replaced by Xia Yu Fei who continued to chat with the old man for some unknown reason.

  "You want to go into the Qinglong Mountain, it's not easy to get there." The young man who had been silently serving them tea and adding water suddenly spoke up, "I'll take you in tomorrow, just prepare some anti-snake and insect medicine for this season, that's all."

  Fang Chenye was about to decline when he saw Xia Yun flying towards him with a glance: "That's great. Old man, I don't know if you'll be at ease?"

  "Don't worry, what's there to worry about? He's been running all over the mountains since he learned how to walk. With him leading you in, it'll be much more convenient for you guys to do your thing."

  After getting the old man's consent, Fang Ying started chatting with the young people without leaving any traces. When they decided to go back to their rooms to sleep and have a small meeting again, Fang Ying had basically figured out this guy's ancestry for eight generations, just short of swearing an oath of brotherhood.

  So, it's said that almost all of those who are good at fighting have good eloquence, and this sentence isn't used to scare people.

  Because Xia Yu Fei was stopped by the old man when she got up and flew, so she stayed for a while before returning to her room. Therefore, when she entered the house, she happened to see Fang Chen Ye spreading out a map. Not just an illusion or what, at first glance, she felt that these mountains seemed to correspond to the patterns on her dragon-shaped jade pendant one by one. But looking closer, it didn't seem to be the case.

  She rubbed her temples and sat down next to Lan Ruoxue: "What were you discussing?"

  "Discussing how to get rid of the tour guide." Fang Ying said with a half-joking tone, "According to what that old man said, it seems like many colleagues have been here before, but for some reason, no one has ever come out."

  "This is normal," Xiaoyan said while studying the map, "Didn't you hear what that old man said? Who goes into the mountains without a guide? Are they relying on GPS? Are you sure they're not just messing around?"

  She raised her eyes and looked at Fang Chenye: "I think you little rascal must be here for Qinglong, don't bother denying it. When the old man mentioned Qinglong, your eyes almost popped out like a wolf's."

  Fang Chenye couldn't help but laugh and had no choice but to lay his cards on the table: "Don't you know that I got into a huge debt and was kicked out of my house by my old man? The creditor made me come here to find this so-called Qinglong, what can I do? You think the few people I brought with me are bodyguards? Humph, aren't they just afraid that if I go alone, I'll disappear or they'll steal things themselves, so they found someone to keep an eye on me?"

  Xia Yanfei thought carefully for a moment, and the few people who came along the way were more like monitoring Fang Chenye than protecting him. She also asked Fang Ying privately, and Fang Xiao Houye confirmed to her that there were indeed no such people in the Fang family.

  She carefully observed Fang Chenye's expression and saw that he didn't seem to be pretending, so she believed him about 80% and changed the subject to continue discussing tomorrow's mountain expedition.

  In a place where no one noticed, Fang Chen let out a sigh of relief and then revealed a ferocious smile.