After the divorce, the boss tore off my vest with his own hands

"Third uncle, don't worry. I am also a villager in Dongren Village. I definitely hope that our village will be well. I do things in a measured way. I did get a little impulsive today. I apologize to you..."

Anian bent his upper body at ninety degrees and bowed solemnly to the villagers. Then he turned to Sheng Tingye and said, "Let's go, brother. I told you earlier that there is really no way to open this mouth."

"Okay, I see."

Sheng Tingye nodded.

Then, under the gaze of a group of villagers, the two people turned and walked out of the village.

When the torch was about to disappear, Sheng Tingye stopped and asked Anian with a serious look: "This drama has been going on for long enough, can we go back?"

"I'm not putting on a show, I really want to take you away."

A Nian looked at Sheng Tingye awkwardly, and took out the bank card with a huge amount that he accepted, "I will also pay you back the money. I'm afraid that I won't be able to help you, but will harm you instead."

"What did you say?"

Sheng Tingye frowned, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he felt that he had been fooled.

Just now, if A Nian hadn't hinted at a delaying strategy, he would definitely not have left easily. Instead, he would have tried to persuade the elder to help him.

As a result, now, Anian actually retreated at his request, which put him in a dilemma.

"Mr. Sheng, don't blame me for being dishonest. As you saw just now, our villagers are very repulsive to foreigners entering the village. Anyone who dares to have the idea of ​​ambergris will either be steamed or roasted. We have attracted their attention today. Yes, I think they will definitely strengthen their guards in the past few days, and there is no way you can get it."

A Nian said helplessly.

If the villagers were not alerted today and they sneaked into the village while they were changing shifts, they might still have a chance.

Now it seems that they only have one chance, and that is the chance to be steamed into meat patties.

"I don't want to be a meat pie, and I don't want you to be a meat pie. Your wife is still waiting for you to come back, so..."

A Nian looked at Sheng Tingye and sighed repeatedly, "You should give up and see if you can find other medicinal materials to replace it."

"impossible!"

Sheng Tingye was determined, "There is no word "give up" in my dictionary. If I retreat now, my wife will be dead. I have no choice but to get the dragon saliva."

"Then...then come on, I can't be your guide anymore anyway."

A Nian swallowed his saliva, turned away guiltily, and prepared to go back to the village, "While it's still early, hurry down the mountain. There are dangers in the mountains at night. Jackals, tigers, and leopards all come out."

When Sheng Tingye saw that Anian had decided to leave, he didn't want to force it.

"If you really don't want to continue, I won't force you. After all, as you said, the risk is too high. I'm doing it for my wife, but you don't have to work with me to risk your life."

"Brother, thank you for your understanding. I just got married and my son hasn't been born yet. I don't want to be steamed alive. If you say I'm a coward, I'll admit it."

A Nian gave Sheng Tingye a hand, and was very grateful to the man for not forcing himself.

However, he felt sorry for Sheng Tingye from the bottom of his heart. If he had a little more say, he might be able to help the man plead for mercy. Unfortunately, he was a son-in-law who came to the house and couldn't help anything he said.

"If you don't take me up the mountain, I can go up myself."

Sheng Tingye raised his head and looked at the dark, endless mountains. He had already made a decision in his heart.

This trip, no matter whether there is a guide or not, no matter how dangerous it is, if you can’t get the dragon saliva, you will never look back.

"What, brother, you...you still want to go up the mountain?"

A Nian covered his chest. He couldn't figure it out, but he admired it from the bottom of his heart. "You are really not afraid of death!"

"What I should say has been made very clear."

After Sheng Tingye finished speaking, he twisted his sweat-covered headscarf, took a deep breath, and prepared to set off again.

A Nian stood there, watching the man walk for a long time, and he couldn't bear it.

"Hey, wait!"

Sheng Tingye's tall figure paused and looked back at the hazy black figure behind him, "There is something else."

"I can't be your guide, but I didn't say I can't give you a map."

Ah Nian took a notebook and after sketching it on a page for a long time, he tore off the page and handed it to Sheng Tingye, "The terrain of our 'Dongren' village is very complicated. This is a rough route map of the village. You can I guess the ambergris I want should be placed in the ancestral hall of our village, but this ancestral hall is at the highest and most complicated small cave in the mountain. Legend has it that our ancestor, the real dragon, was injured there and met his beloved girl. , and then gave birth to children, and then the village of Dongren came into being."

"really?!"

Sheng Tingye was overjoyed and took the route map handed over by Anian with a very excited expression, "So you knew earlier that the dragon's saliva was in your ancestral hall. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought it would take me a long time to find it. Now it's okay. As long as I can find your ancestral hall, I will have the dragon saliva!"

"Don't be happy so early. We've already said it's an ancestral hall. You can't get close to it at will. The location of our ancestral hall is very dangerous. We are closely guarded by villagers every day. In fact, you might be captured before you even get close. Do you believe that he was steamed alive?"

A Nian is not an alarmist. There are many similar examples. He believes that Sheng Tingye is not the first, nor the last.

"I believe it, but I'm not afraid."

Sheng Tingye held the map tightly in his hand, "You are considerate. I will thank you again later."

The night is getting darker and darker.

Sheng Tingye parted ways with Anian halfway up the mountain and took another mountain road, approaching the Dongren Village Ancestral Hall.

He walked in a hurry, and the journey that originally took seven or eight hours was shortened to four hours by him.

When he reached the top of the mountain, it was almost three o'clock in the morning. He climbed almost non-stop all night.

This night was a thrilling night and the most difficult night in his life.

Along the way, there were the sounds of various birds and beasts, as well as sounds similar to the howling of ghosts and wolves, echoing back and forth in the valley, which was particularly creepy.

Fortunately, Sheng Tingye was probably born with the protection of a patron saint. On such a dangerous road, he managed to reach his destination unscathed and unimpeded.

In the hazy light, mist hung in the mountain forest, resulting in very low visibility, which gave Sheng Tingye a good opportunity to hide.

He hid behind a huge stone and looked at the entrance of a cave in front of him, with six people guarding the outside.

Sheng Tingye guessed that this should be the ancestral hall where the ambergris was placed in A Nian's mouth.

He lurked silently, waiting for an opportunity to enter the ancestral hall quietly.

"Quack, quack..."

A crow's cry came from the forest.

"The crow is crowing, it's time to change the shift."

A tall man in tribal uniform walked to the entrance of the ancestral hall and informed the six guards.