Soon, the uncle hurried over with a sketch.
The drawing in his hand was made of yellow paper, looking somewhat aged.
At the same time, the sketch was adorned with peculiar patterns, resembling maps.
However, from their form, they didn't appear to be high-quality maps.
"This sketch was drawn by us to remember the route. It might be a bit rough, please don't mind," the uncle said, handing the map to Zhang Tian.
Zhang Tian's gaze fell upon the map, and his lips twitched.
"Good heavens, how is this map drawn like a snake, crisscrossing everywhere."
Despite this, a faint sense of the route could still be discerned.
"Look, this is the only route to the East Village. I've drawn it out for you, you just need to follow this path."
As the uncle spoke, he picked up a pencil and drew a simple route for Zhang Tian.
Although it looked a bit strange, it was fortunate that Zhang Tian finally had a route.
"Alright."
Zhang Tian took the route map and nodded with satisfaction.
Afterward, Zhang Tian paid the uncles, and after receiving their thanks, they all left one after another.
"This drawing is not as good as Old Hu's," Fatty remarked, looking at the incomprehensible map.
"Fatty, are you implying I can't draw?" Hu Bayi glared at Fatty.
Fatty quickly waved his hands and shook his head with a chuckle.
"No, of course not, Old Hu, you are a drawing genius."
With that, Hu Bayi stopped looking at Fatty.
"Although the map is a bit rough, it's vaguely discernible. Let's find a place to get the car out first."
Zhang Tian glanced at the map and then led Fatty and the others to a quiet, open space.
Shirley Yang and the others stood guard while Zhang Tian brought out the off-road vehicle.
Fortunately, it hadn't rained in Yunnan these past few days, so the muddy ground wasn't too damp.
Zhang Tian was a bit worried that once the car started moving, it might get stuck in a mud pit, which would be troublesome.
Seeing the car brought out, everyone gathered around.
Fatty was the first to get into the driver's seat.
"Finally, I'm back in the car. Boss, Fatty is driving, safety guaranteed!"
Fatty gave a thumbs-up, and then Zhang Tian and the others got into the car.
There weren't too many people this time, so the car wasn't too crowded.
He remembered the time in the Land of Fuji, when Zhang Tian's car was practically crammed with a hundred people.
Even Dan He Daoist was clinging to the window.
That car had truly borne a weight it shouldn't have.
The car slowly started.
The engine roared.
Following that, tire tracks appeared on the ground.
"Keep heading east, and if you see a fork in the road, turn right."
Zhang Tian instructed Fatty.
Fatty, while driving, gave Zhang Tian an ok gesture.
"Brother Zhang, that uncle said there are poisonous insects and such in the East Village. Was that why you bought the anti-toxic suits earlier?" Shirley Yang asked curiously.
She hadn't expected Zhang Tian to have thought of it before they even came.
He had even specifically asked them to buy gas masks.
Zhang Tian said softly, "Yunnan has many stories, and also many poisonous insects. I bought anti-toxic suits and the like precisely to prevent poisonous insects from entering the body."
After he finished speaking, Shirley Yang nodded, feeling a sense of admiration.
As Fatty's car sped up, Zhang Tian felt a growing sense of unease.
Meanwhile, inside Bei Li.
Xie Yuchen had finished his preparations.
He had eaten a lot at last night's celebration banquet.
Many people were intentionally or unintentionally trying to curry favor with Yi Mei Daoist.
On the contrary, Yi Mei Daoist accepted all their offerings.
Just from the gifts alone, Yi Mei Daoist's hands were weary.
It was evident how happy Yi Mei Daoist was this time.
"Young Master, the person you asked me to find has been located."
"This is Li Qing, and this is Feng Lu. They are both from folk archaeology teams."
Inside the Xie family residence, a butler-like figure bowed to Xie Yuchen.
He then brought out the people he had found.
Looking at the two middle-aged men before him, Xie Yuchen was a little stunned.
These two didn't seem quite right.
"Do you both know how?" Xie Yuchen asked.
"Yes, I know how to identify acupoints and divine locations!"
"I know how to dig tomb tunnels!" the two said almost in unison.
Xie Yuchen nodded.
"Alright, come with me later. I want to see your skills first."
After he said that, the two middle-aged men nodded, feeling somewhat confident.
"Have you found the location of the tomb?" Xie Yuchen asked the butler.
The butler nodded slightly.
"I've found a tomb. It shouldn't be a large one, so you can practice your skills this time."
The butler said, considering Xie Yuchen.
After all, if Xie Yuchen were to tackle a large tomb right at the start of his tomb-raiding career, he'd be sure to perish.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Xie Yuchen finished speaking and walked out of the room.
A hint of seriousness was on his face. This time, he would also have to cultivate diligently. Perhaps then he would be like Zhang Tian, with rapidly increasing strength.
Zhang Tian, of course, had no idea that Xie Yuchen was going tomb raiding.
At this moment, Zhang Tian, in Fatty's car, had his backside sore from the bumps.
"Fatty, why is your driving so bumpy?" Hu Bayi couldn't help but exclaim.
"Old Hu, don't blame me. There are too many stones on the ground. It's a miracle I can even keep a grip on the steering wheel," Fatty said innocently.
Just as Fatty finished speaking, the car suddenly braked hard.
The off-road vehicle stopped directly among the rocks.
"Boss, are you sure we should go to the right?" Fatty asked.
Zhang Tian frowned slightly.
"What's wrong?"
"Boss, look, the right path is too narrow! Our car can't get through!" Fatty said with a frustrated look.
There were two paths on the rocky road ahead.
One was extremely wide, with not even small stones.
The other was very narrow, so narrow that even walking would feel cramped.
"The map says it's here."
"It seems we'll have to go on foot."
Zhang Tian looked at the sketch in his hand.
That's right, it was this place.
Since the car couldn't go in, Zhang Tian decided they would have to walk.
"Ah, what a shame, Fatty will have to walk again," Fatty sighed, but he obediently jumped out of the car.
Zhang Tian and the others walked outside the car, looking at the narrow path ahead.
Zhang Tian waved his hand, sending the car into his spatial dimension, and the group proceeded down the narrow path.
The surroundings were deserted, with no signs of anyone having been there.
It was clear that few people came to this place, and not many people went to the East Village.
The group entered the narrow path.
Zhang Tian glanced at the sky; it was already noon, and the sun hung high in the sky.
Their pace wasn't fast, and about ten minutes after entering the narrow path, Fatty's voice suddenly called out from ahead.
"Boss! Hurry up, there's something here!"
Suddenly, Fatty's voice rang out.
At some point, Fatty had already moved far ahead.
Zhang Tian and the others quickened their pace.
They saw a body that looked like it had died not long ago lying in a pile of grass.
Judging by the corpse's attire, it wasn't an ordinary person!