Chapter 25: The Mysterious Map (Part 2)

  Ye Chen glanced at Wang Shan, who was staring at him beside him, and then put the wooden box back into the stone coffin, pretending that nothing had been found. He smiled regretfully at Wang Shan, shrugged his shoulders: "Forget it, since nothing has been found, let's leave!" At the same time, he used force with his right hand to close the lid of the stone coffin.

  At this time, Wang Shan heard Ye Chen's words about leaving and his face lit up with joy. He had long been unwilling to stay here. Not to mention that he had already searched the tomb chamber and found nothing. Bringing Ye Chen here was originally a waste of effort. The main reason was that he was now somewhat intimidated by Ye Chen and didn't want to stay with him for another moment.

  "Alright!" Wang Shan hastily replied to Ye Chen and immediately walked towards the entrance.

  Ye Chen didn't know what Wang Shan was thinking in his heart, he just smiled slightly and hurriedly followed up.

  Before long, the two of them walked out of the tomb. Ye Chen casually responded to Wang Shan with a couple of sentences, saying he had something to attend to and returned to his sect first, then headed off into the distance.

  Wang Shan watched Ye Chen's departing back, took a deep breath: "Finally left, I'll hurry back too!" Then, he turned around and walked towards the direction of Wangjia Village.

  Just as Wang Shan had just left, a black shadow rushed over from afar, and the person who came was Ye Chen, who had gone and returned. Ye Chen had just discovered the secret in the wooden box, but he didn't want others to know, so he pretended not to have found it, and first deceived Wang Shan away, before returning to this place.

  Ye Chen glanced around and, after making sure Wang Shan had left, hastily walked into the tomb.

  Having entered the tomb, Ye Chen hastily reopened the stone coffin and took out a wooden box, directly prying it open from the middle with force.

  "Slap"

  A faint sound, the lid of the wooden box was pried open from the middle by Ye Chen, and a worn-out page fell directly to Ye Chen's feet.

  Ye Chen's face lit up with joy, and he hastily threw the wooden box in his hand to one side, squatted down, picked it up carefully and examined it closely.

  Map!

  A fragment of a map!

  Ye Chen furrowed his brow, muttering to himself: "How is it a map? I thought it was some advanced martial skill!" Immediately after, Ye Chen carefully looked at the map, muttering in confusion: "Where are these places?"

  "What's still a residual page!" Dissatisfied, Ye Chen muttered to himself and turned the map over. On the back of the map, there was also a character 'seven'.

  Ye Chen lightly shook his head, he had already figured out that this was a part of a map. Without the other parts of the map, this one was completely useless. He then directly put it into his bosom and looked towards the stone coffin again, hoping to find some more useful things. He always felt that there was something mysterious about this tomb.

  But after looking for half a day, Ye Chen didn't find anything different, and with a disappointed sigh, he headed outside, planning to return to Lianyun Sect. After all, he had already made an appointment with Xu Feng for a martial arts competition a month later, and now five or six days had passed. At present, his cultivation was still at the second level of Fragmented Body, so he must hurry back and focus on cultivating to try to improve his cultivation as much as possible.

  Ye Chen quickly ran towards the direction of Lianyun Sect after exiting the secret room, while also cultivating himself.

  However, just as Ye Chen had just gone far away, more than a dozen dark shadows suddenly appeared out of thin air in the darkness.

  "Is this the old devil's tomb?"

  A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the old man standing in front.

  "It's windy, indeed!"

  A man in black clothes took a step forward and bowed respectfully to the old man, saying.

  "You all wait here, I'll go take a look!" The old man known as Wind Old disappeared directly in front of everyone's eyes the moment he finished speaking.

  A moment later, the old man reappeared in front of everyone, but this time with a ferocious expression, holding the wooden box lid that Ye Chen had pried open. He roared: "The map is gone! Who else knows about this place?" Then, he glared at the people standing in front of him: "Is there any sect or village around here?"

  "Reporting back to Feng Lao, about fifty miles away from here is a third-rate sect called the Lianyun Sect. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be them who discovered this place. The closest one to here would actually be the nearby Wangjia Village!"

  A middle-aged man in black clothes respectfully replied to the old man.

  "King's Village?" The old man's face turned extremely ferocious: "Go to King's Village!"

  Then everyone suddenly disappeared and reappeared outside Wangjiacun Village.

  At this time, the villagers of Wangjia Village were all gathered together, listening to Wang Wanshan's guarantee that the three black-clad bloodsuckers would not come again. Of course, these were all lies told by Wang Wanshan to deceive the crowd.

  Many villagers listened to Wang Wanshan's words and shouted excitedly, completely unaware that a group of sinister-looking people were standing outside the village.

  Feng Lao took a glance at Wangjia Village, his hoarse voice filled with murderous intent: "Search! Whether found or not, none will be left behind!"

  As the old man's order fell, everyone followed behind him towards the village, their faces revealing bloodthirsty smiles, each one like a starving wolf that had been hungry for a long time.

  "Quiet!"

  Wang Wanshan saw a group of old men coming from the village entrance, his eyebrows furrowed tightly and he shouted loudly.

  As Wang Wanshan's roar, many villagers also quieted down and turned their heads to look in the direction outside the village.

  Wang Shan, who was standing beside Wang Wanshan, changed his expression and asked in a low voice with some fear: "Father, won't it be those black-clothed people's companions who have come?"

  Listening to his son's question, Wang Wanshan shook his head in confusion and replied softly: "It shouldn't be, it's only been such a short time, it can't happen so quickly." However, he was also extremely worried in his own heart.

  Looking at the people at the entrance of the village, they are getting closer and closer. Many villagers are afraid to disperse behind them, hiding behind Wang Wanshan's three men.

  Wang Wanshan furrowed his brow, extremely unwilling to bring his son and second brother with him as he approached the crowd. Looking at Feng Lao standing in front, he felt immense pressure and forced himself to ask, "Elder, I don't know what brings you all here to our place in the middle of the night?"

  Feng Lao looked at Wang Wanshan standing in front of him, sneered: "You are the village chief of this village, do you know about the tomb on the mountain five miles away?"

  Wang Shan's face changed slightly, but his heart was already shocked: Oh no, could it be that the tomb owner's relative has arrived? I'm in trouble now. If he finds out that I robbed his tomb, he'll surely make me pay with my life!

  Wang Wanshan furrowed his brow, looking at his son and brother with a puzzled expression. He was familiar with the tomb, as Wang Shan had shown him the residual shadow after stealing it back then, but he hadn't cultivated it afterwards.

  Wang Zhigang, who was standing beside him, hastily replied that he had been there before.

  Wang Shan next door was very familiar with his second uncle and knew that he was extremely honest, only answering questions from others.

  Wang Shan looked at Wang Zhi Gang wanting to speak, and hastily preempted the answer to Feng Lao: "I don't know! Haven't heard of it!" Then he turned his head to wink at Wang Zhi Gang: "Second Uncle, have you heard of it?"

  Wang Zhi-gang understood Wang Shan's meaning and immediately shook his head in cooperation: "Haven't...haven't...never heard of it."

  Wang Wanshan smiled faintly at his son, then turned to look at Feng Lao and said apologetically: "Old predecessor, sorry about that. We haven't heard of it. It's better if you ask elsewhere."

  "Really! Really!"

  Wang Shan also hastily echoed in agreement.

  Feng Lao coldly smiled and said: "If you don't know, then forget it."

  As soon as the voice fell, Wang Wanshan, Wang Zhigang and Wang Shan all felt a cool breeze blowing past their necks. Immediately after that, the three of them felt their line of sight floating up, and then they knew nothing else.

  However, the many villagers standing behind Wang Wanshan saw this scene, and they were all stunned, only to see that the heads of the three people who were originally standing there had directly separated from their bodies.

  Feng Lao coldly laughed and said: "Ask one by one, kill those who don't know!"

  The crowd that had been standing behind Feng Lao's body could no longer hold back their desire to kill, and upon hearing his instructions, they all let out a bloodthirsty smile. They then left behind a trail of residual images before charging into the midst of the crowd.

  If this scene were seen by cultivators, they would be shocked. So many black-clothed men are actually high-ranking masters of the Gathering Qi stage.

  "Help!"

  "Ah!"

  "Don't kill me! I don't know anything! I really don't know anything!"

  "Ah!"

  As the miserable cries of Wangjiacun villagers rose, the originally dark night sky was like being stained with blood, and Wangjiacun had already become a river of blood.

  Moments later, the numerous black-clad men returned to Feng Lao's presence, their bloodthirsty expressions completely gone, replaced by one of reverence: "Feng Lao, nothing was found!"

  Feng Lao let out a deep breath, his face filled with murderous intent. He stared at the black-clad man in front of him, saying nothing.

  Many people in black clothes were shocked and fell to their knees, not daring to make a sound.

  A moment later, Feng Lao turned around and looked into the distance, saying in a low voice: "From today on, you all disperse and join all the sects and villages nearby for me. You must find the map for me as soon as possible!"

  Listening to Feng Lao's words, everyone let out a deep breath and respectfully replied with a "yes". Immediately afterwards, they left behind a residual shadow on the spot and dispersed into the distance.

  Feng Lao watched as the crowd dispersed, looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and muttered to himself with a worried expression: "Your Majesty, I will find all the maps as soon as possible!" He then disappeared on the spot.

  However, Feng Lao's actions this time coincidentally helped Ye Chen resolve many of his worries. Not to mention that the entire Wang family village was destroyed, but also the news of Ye Chen killing those three black-clothed men would never leak out again. The most important thing is that the torn map that Feng Lao had been searching for was now in Ye Chen's hands. If anyone knew about it, it would only be the three people from Wang family, but at this time, the only ones who knew about this matter - Wang Wan and his two companions - had gone to die for Ye Chen.

  However, Ye Chen, who led to the massacre of Wangjia Village, was running leisurely under the moonlight, rushing towards the direction of Lianyun Sect.

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