"Long live Your Highness the Crown Prince!" After seeing the jade pendant, the official in Han clothing immediately pulled the puzzled Tibetan official to kneel on the ground, holding the jade pendant with both hands and saying long live.
Huala!
Seeing the two officials kneel, the dozen soldiers behind them also knelt down and saluted Ye Fan.
"What is your name? What is your position? " Ye Fan said as he slowly walked in front of the official in Han clothing. He reached out to take the jade pendant and put it in his pocket.
"I am Xu Song, the supervisor of this Scrivener Courtyard." The official in Han clothing respectfully replied.
"Stand up and speak." Ye Fan said.
"Yes." The official in Han clothing stood up and stood with his hands by his side.
"I am here on the orders of the Crown Prince to do a secret mission. Tell them to withdraw, I have something important for you to do." Ye Fan said to the official in Han clothing, "Remember, you are not allowed to reveal my arrival to anyone. Those who disobey will be beheaded!"
"Yes!" The official in Han clothing saluted Ye Fan, then turned around and said a few words to the crowd in Tibetan.
Everyone's expression changed slightly.
After bowing to Ye Fan, the soldiers followed the Tibetan officials and retreated respectfully. They disappeared into the vast night.
At the entrance of the Scrivener Courtyard, only Ye Fan and the official in Han clothing named Xu Song were left.
"Does this Scrivener Courtyard have all the county records of Tibet?" After everyone left, Ye Fan asked Xu Song.
"Replying to Daren, in this Scrivener Courtyard, except for this year's county records, the rest are all sealed in the Scrivener Courtyard's library." Xu Song respectfully replied.
"Mm." Ye Fan nodded and said, "Help me do one thing now. Compile all the myths and legends of Tibet into a book and give it to me in three days."
"All the myths and legends of Tibet? Mystical things? "Xu Song frowned.
"What? Is there a problem? "Ye Fan asked when he saw Xu Song's troubled expression.
"Sir, please allow me to report," Xu Song said respectfully to Ye Fan, "Most of the Tibetans in the Tibetan area believe in religion. There are many myths and legends and countless miraculous things. Even if I don't eat or sleep for three days, it's impossible for me to organize all the miraculous things into a book."
"I only want the outline of the incident. I don't need the details," Ye Fan said to Xu Song. "You only need a few strokes. If I have any questions after reading it, I will come and talk to you in detail."
"If that's the case, this official will only need one day to complete it," Xu Song said to Ye Fan.
"That's great," Ye Fan nodded and said, "I'll wait for you here tomorrow night. Give me the scroll."
"Yes, sir," Xu Song replied.
"Remember, you can't let anyone else know about this. Do you understand?" Ye Fan reminded Xu Song.
"This official understands," Xu Song cupped his hands and replied.
"Good," Ye Fan nodded slowly. "You go and take care of this matter."
"Yes, sir," Xu Song bowed to Ye Fan. "This official will take his leave."
After speaking, Xu Song bowed and left.
Ye Fan stood there for a long time, then used his movement technique to return to the inn.
Time quickly passed and it was the night of the second day.
After Ye Fan and Baihu had eaten at the inn, they stepped on the Auspicious Clouds and once again arrived in the sky above the document courtyard.
At this time, the official called Xu Song was wearing casual clothes and waiting at the entrance of the document courtyard. He was holding a thick book in his hands.
Shua!
Ye Fan dispersed the Auspicious Clouds and used his strange movement technique, instantly disappearing into thin air.
"You've come."
Xu Song, who was holding the book, was looking into the distance when Ye Fan's voice suddenly came from behind him.
He was startled by this voice and instinctively turned around.
"Sir … … Sir … …" Ye Fan's sudden appearance and disappearance shocked him.
"How long have you been waiting?" Ye Fan asked.
"This official … … this official has just arrived." Xu Song tried to make his voice as calm as possible.
This young man's clothes were strange and his whereabouts were erratic. He was elusive and mysterious. He was definitely not an official of the imperial court.
But even so, he did not dare to have any doubts.
The jade pendant in this person's hand was indeed the personal jade pendant of the current imperial court's crown prince.
Currently, the crown prince was in charge of the imperial court. He was in charge of military affairs and exercised the power of the country. No one dared to disobey his orders.
To be able to obtain the crown prince's jade pendant, this person's relationship with him must be very close.
Xu Song thought in his heart.
"Have you prepared the things I asked for?" Ye Fan calmly asked Xu Song.
"Sir, it has been prepared." Xu Song said and handed the book in his hands to Ye Fan. "This official has compiled the miracles and strange things in the entire Tibetan area into a book. Please check it, sir."
Ye Fan took it with one hand and casually flipped through it.
He saw that inside the book, it was densely filled with small characters. The handwriting was delicate and neat, and the classification was clear. Time, place, occurrence, outline of myths and legends, the beginning and end of the miracles and strange things, everything was there.
"Thank you for your hard work." Ye Fan looked at the book in his hand and said to Xu Song.
"Sir is too polite." Xu Song replied.
"This matter ends here. I have not been here, understand?" Ye Fan closed the book in his hand and raised an eyebrow at Xu Song.
"This official understands." Xu Song cupped his hands and replied, "This official has not seen Sir."
"Mm." Ye Fan nodded and said, "I still have something to do. I will leave first."
"Farewell, sir." Xu Song cupped his hands and bowed deeply to Ye Fan.
When he straightened up, Ye Fan was already nowhere to be seen.
"He is truly an expert." Xu Song sighed from the bottom of his heart.
After returning to the inn, Ye Fan brewed a large pot of strong tea, then placed the book on the table and carefully flipped through it.
Baihu obediently lay on the table and quietly accompanied Ye Fan.
A man, a fox, and a lamp. At this moment, the scene was like a scene from a supernatural novel.
Ye Fan flipped through the book page by page, not missing any clues.
Xu Song was right. There were many myths and legends in Tibet, and there was an endless stream of mystical things. There were stories of the divine lake, legends of the living Buddha, snow mountain monsters, and mountain gods. There were too many to mention.
Ye Fan read for an entire night before he finished reading the entire book. He was completely unaware that the lamp had run out of oil, the charcoal had been extinguished, and Baihu was sleeping soundly.
He still gained something from this night's hard work.
He found a few places where the divine cauldron might be hidden.
Namtso, one of the divine lakes in Tibet. This lake was like the blue sky falling to the ground. Hence, it was known as the 'Heavenly Lake'.
There were many mystical things happening in this lake. According to the records, more than one person had seen a huge fish more than ten feet long swimming on the surface of the lake. There were also people who had heard a loud bang coming from the lake and a pillar of water soaring into the sky.
Thinking about the divine cauldron in the Heavenly Lake, Ye Fan vaguely felt that the divine cauldron might be located in this divine lake.
The second place was a piece of divine stone that was worshipped by the local people.
This piece of divine stone was extremely huge, more than ten feet tall. It was fiery red like a small red mountain, standing at the peak of a snow mountain.
No one knew when this piece of divine stone appeared. They only knew that it had existed for at least a thousand years.
According to the records, this piece of divine stone was extremely mystical. It would not be touched by rain, and Feixue would not fall. No one could get close to it within a radius of ten feet.
This phenomenon made Ye Fan think of the powerful barrier surrounding the divine cauldron.
The third place that made Ye Fan suspicious was the highest peak in the snowy region, the highest peak in the Himalayas — Mount Qomolangma.
In Tibetan mythology, Mount Qomolangma was considered the third of the five fairies. It was known as the supreme mountain, the divine mountain that eagles could not fly over!
According to the records, someone had seen an immortal appear on the divine mountain and fly up into the sky.
In Ye Fan's opinion, it might not be an immortal, but a cultivation expert looking for the divine cauldron!
These three places were the most likely places, and they were also Ye Fan's main targets of investigation. There were still a few other suspicious places, but the possibility was not very high.
The plan now was to start from these three places and investigate them one by one.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan slowly closed the thick book.
At this time, it was already early in the morning. The cold air and the clues that he had just obtained made him unable to sleep.
He took some charcoal from the corner of the wall and placed it in the brazier. He urged the Fire Snake Dragon Ball in his body to ignite it. Then, he picked up Baihu who was sleeping on the table and placed her on the bed, covering her with a blanket.
Xiao Zhao had stayed up with him for most of the night and was sleeping soundly at this time.
After Ye Fan covered Baihu, he opened the door and went downstairs to instruct the waiter to prepare two big bowls of lamb bone soup and five jins of cooked beef.
He stayed up all night without sleep, and his stomach was already rumbling with hunger. In addition, this was Tibet, the air was thin, and the climate was cold. He needed some high-temperature food to maintain his strength.
When the waiter heard the God of Fortune's request, he immediately ordered the kitchen to prepare it immediately.
In a short while, two big bowls of steaming lamb bone soup and fragrant cooked beef were ready.
"Sir, I will send it to your room." The waiter said to Ye Fan as he deftly put the food into the food box.
"No need, I can bring it up myself." Ye Fan took the food box and said, "I will be staying here for a few days. You prepare two big bowls of lamb bone soup and cooked beef every night. I will come and get it myself."
"Yes, sir." The waiter nodded.
"Okay." Ye Fan carried the food box and slowly walked upstairs.
For him, it was not suitable to go out during the day to search for the cauldron.
This was the Tibetan area, and almost everyone believed in Buddhism. The three places where the sacred cauldron could be hidden would have many pilgrims during the day.
Only at night was the best time for him to search for the cauldron.
"Waiter, give me a bowl of lamb soup and two jins of cooked beef." At the same time Ye Fan was walking up the stairs, a burly man who spoke stiff Chinese walked in from outside the door. As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Ye Fan who was walking up the stairs slowly with a food box in his hand.
This man had a ferocious face. He was wearing a brown Tibetan robe. He was tall and strong, like an iron tower.
The waiter was stunned.
Generally, most of the people who came to their shop were Han people. They did business with Han people. Those Tibetans almost never came to stay here, let alone eat.
"I am talking to you Han dog, do you hear me?!"
Pa!
The burly Tibetan said and slammed his palm on the counter!
A huge palm print more than an inch deep immediately appeared on the counter.
From the beginning to the end, this person's eyes never left Ye Fan.
Ye Fan stopped in his tracks when he heard Han Gou's name.
He turned his head and looked at the Tibetan with a blank expression.
The Tibetan sneered and looked at Ye Fan with disdain.
"Please … please wait a moment, it … it will be ready soon …" The waiter was scared by the strength of the burly man's palm. He stammered and staggered into the kitchen.
It was better to avoid trouble. They could not afford to provoke this kind of person.
Ye Fan turned his head and slowly went upstairs.
He was here to search for the cauldron, so he had to keep a low profile. After all, he was not the only one looking for the cauldron. It was easier to teach this person a lesson than to kill an ant. But in that way, he was likely to attract the attention of others.
He was lucky today.
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