The next day, sure enough, more news media reporters from the outside world, after getting permission, frantically rushed to Xiaowang Village, and after Liao Wenen rested for one night, he was called over early the next morning.

Ye Chen got up, washed up and ate breakfast, and was about to go to see Liao Bingxue, according to the topography of Xiaowang Village, he wanted to personally check the cemetery of the princes and kings. Unexpectedly, when Ye Chen came there, he found that Liao Bingxue had recovered better.

"Sister Bingxue, how are you feeling?" Ye Chen asked.

"It's alright, aren't you going to check out that cemetery? I'll take you to see it. Liao Bingxue said.

She knew that Ye Chen could not stay in Xiaowang Village for a long time, and he definitely needed to go back to his hometown and return to Shanghai at that time.

When Ye Chen finished checking Liao Bingxue, he found that her complexion was indeed very good in all aspects. However, because she has been resting in the tent for a long time, she may not be as good as before in all aspects of her physique.

Since this was the case, Ye Chen did not delay any longer, and Liao Bingxue, who drank a glass of milk, came out of it, and when she went outside, Ye Chen took her to find a village cadre.

This village cadre is the captain of Xiaowang Village, the village committee of Xiaowang Village, which has a small population, but because it is too remote, it has become a village committee.

This village is divided into the upper village, the middle village, the lower village, and the lower village is where the old woman lives, basically, it already belongs to the end of the village.

The captain of the Uemura has not been idle for a while. Because the original village cadres in the village all died of the earliest infection with the plague, he was temporarily elected as the new head of Xiaowang Village. So, now it also looks red.

After all, now in front of the No. 2 leader of the country and other provincial leaders, mentioning his name many times makes him feel like his ancestral grave is smoking.

Of course, he knew Ye Chen and the others, and knew that it was Ye Chen and Miss Liao's grandfather who saved all the villagers who were infected with the plague.

"Doctor Ye, are you looking for a bicycle? There are a few bicycles in the village, but they are very old and tall, and I am afraid you will not be able to ride them!" said Luo Wei, the new village head.

Looking at these two young people, both from Shanghai, he was afraid that these two people would not be used to riding like that. Of course, he thought that these two people must want to take the opportunity to ride around Xiaowang Village to see the scenery.

Compared with big cities, Xiaowang Village is not so prosperous and developed, and it does not have such developed transportation. However, in terms of scenery, Luo Wei still thinks it is still very good.

"It doesn't matter. Ye Chen said.

Soon, the village chief, Luo Wei, borrowed an old-fashioned bicycle, which should have been an old-fashioned Phoenix bicycle more than ten years ago. It's just that it may be because the owner's house is often scrubbed and maintained, and it still looks pretty clean.

The single frame and seat press of the bicycle are 1.5 meters high, and ordinary people really can't sit on it, and they are afraid that they will not be able to step on the ground with one foot and fall down very painfully. Looking at this old-style bicycle, Ye Chen naturally remembered the incident of attending the Typhoid Fever Sect meeting.

"Doctor Ye, do you need anything else?" asked the village head, Luo Wei.

"Village Chief Luo, no need, just go and get busy with you!" In the unexpected situation of Luo Wei and the other villagers, Ye Chen stepped up directly, stepped on the ground with one foot, and then let Liao Bingxue sit on the rear frame, and then Ye Chen stepped on it, like a wind and fire, and went in the direction of the end of the village.

Looking at Ye Chen's figure, these villagers were still a little unexpected, and thought that this young man was born in such a good situation, he was born in a big city, and he could only drive a small car or ride a small bicycle, but he didn't expect that such an old-fashioned bicycle would be enough to ride.

Liao Bingxue, who was sitting in the back seat, naturally sat sideways, her little butt stuck to the back seat, and then hugged Ye Chen's waist, while Ye Chen rode forward.

The best roads in the village are paved with small rocks or useless bricks, so it can be inconvenient to ride a bicycle. However, for Ye Chen, it was nothing at all, as long as he could bear this bicycle, it would be fine.

Originally, in his personal situation, he naturally didn't need to ride any bicycle. However, Liao Bingxue is different, he has just recovered from his illness, and he is afraid that the other party will not be able to walk for long.

Not long after, Ye Chen had already come to the end of the village and saw the old woman's earthen house. After Ye Chen stopped the bicycle, after holding the bicycle, he knocked on the door with Liao Bingxue and entered the old woman's earthen house.

When he entered the inside, Ye Chen found that the old woman was not baking the fire again, but was eating breakfast. Ye Chen didn't personally bring breakfast to the old woman today, but he had already ordered the people on the other side of the canteen to deliver it in person. Therefore, what the old woman eats now is the breakfast delivered from the canteen.

"You're here, young man. When she saw Ye Chen and the others, the old woman asked.

"Old woman, I want to go over with Sister Bing Xue to look for that little king's tomb, I don't know where the approximate location is?" Ye Chen knew that if the origin of the curse of this Xiaowang Village was true, or even the rumors in this village about the burial of that prince and king, if it was true, then the source of the plague virus germs could really be there.

After all, everyone in the village can confirm that the first two people to be infected with the plague and leave the world are the two Luo Dagou brothers.

The old woman came out of the earthen hut and pointed to a hill in the distance. Ye Chen looked over and found that the mountain was not the highest mountain around Xiaowang Village. However, it should not be low, eight or nine hundred meters high.

As for the highest mountain, it should be one or two thousand meters.

After all, this place belongs to the edge of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, and its own height is much higher than that of other provinces, and the surrounding mountains are naturally higher.

"It should be like that, and we're not sure because no one dared to go there before. The old woman said.

Hearing the old woman say that, Ye Chen understood. After saying goodbye to the old woman, Ye Chen asked Liao Bingxue to get on the back car and sit down, and then rode to the mountain pointed out by the old woman.

Ye Chen used to study ancient Chinese medicine, and he also read a lot of ancient books on feng shui, if you want to say that the ancients believed in feng shui? There is only one answer, that is faith, the kind that is very believing.

Even now, not only rural people believe in Feng Shui, but in big cities, the richer they are, the greater their official position, the more they believe in Feng Shui.

This Feng Shui is not only related to the house where the deceased lived, but also to the tomb where the deceased is buried.

For example, the old woman told him about the legend of the dragon vein in the village. Ye Chen believed that there was a dragon vein, and even always had it, but the dragon vein wanted to say it clearly, but it was not so easy.

According to the ancient book of Feng Shui, the dragon is the vein of the mountain, the earth is the flesh of the dragon, the stone is the bone of the dragon, and the grass and trees are the hair of the dragon.

The dragon veins are divided into strong dragons, weak dragons, fat dragons, thin dragons, shun dragons, reverse dragons, and jin dragons,...... , noble dragon, cheap dragon and so on.

Even the dragon veins are also very, many levels. Since ancient times, it is said that every dynasty is a great dragon vein. In this way, in fact, there are really a lot of dragon veins in China.

Of course, dragon veins are moving, just like the vicissitudes of the sea, the terrain is constantly changing. Therefore, the place where the princes and kings of Xiaowang Village were buried for more than a thousand years should be a small dragon vein, and by now, that dragon vein may have changed a long time ago, and now it is just an ordinary mountain.