The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Su Yutang nodded and calmed down.

The car sped towards the direction of the house marked on the map.

Gradually we came to a mountain road with steep and winding terrain.

Soon, they saw a stone house halfway up the mountain.

The stone house looks very unique. Its walls are made of stones of different sizes that are arranged in an orderly manner, exuding a simple and natural charm.

However, time has left obvious marks on it. The stone house is a bit old and the walls are mottled.

Along the way, there was almost no trace of water source, but surprisingly, there was a mountain spring halfway up the mountain.

The mountain spring water is clear and flows down the mountain, making a tinkling sound.

The car slowly stopped outside the stone house, raising a cloud of dust.

Soon, the door of the stone house was opened and an old man came out to greet them.

"Master Xiao, you are here." The old man's voice was a little vicissitudes of life, but full of respect. He bowed slightly to Xiao Hengyu.

Xiao Hengyu got out of the car, nodded calmly, and walked straight towards the house. His pace was neither fast nor slow, as if he had returned to his familiar territory.

Seeing this, the others followed closely.

The old man also said politely to everyone: "You are all Mr. Xiao's friends, right? Come in and sit down, come in and sit down."

He had a warm smile on his face and his eyes swept over everyone one by one. His kind look made it difficult for people to be wary of him.

The old man looked to be in his sixties, with gray hair and wrinkles all over his face, but his eyes were vigorous and his every move showed his competence, which made him look extraordinary at first glance.

Zhang Suo walked behind and lowered his voice to Bo Jingzhou and Su Yutang, "Boss Bo, Madam, this guy looks like he's in cahoots with Xiao Hengyu."

Bo Jingzhou frowned and responded, "Let's go in and take a look first. We'll be more cautious and careful in the future."

Although I don't know this person's background, now that I'm here, I have no choice but to bite the bullet and go in to find out.

Zhang Suo thought for a moment and said, "I'll stay outside so that I can take care of you if anything happens."

Bo Jingzhou nodded slightly.

Su Yutang glanced at Bo Jingzhou and followed him into the house.

As soon as I stepped into the house, an old yet lightly woody scent hit me.

The furnishings in the house were very simple, with a few wooden tables and chairs neatly placed. There was also an old bookshelf against the wall, filled with various books.

There was a small stove in the middle of the room, and the charcoal fire in the stove was burning brightly, adding a bit of warmth to the somewhat cold room.

The old man skillfully brewed tea for them and placed the steaming cups on the table one by one. With a kind smile on his face, he said enthusiastically, "Come, have some tea. This tea is brewed with mountain spring water and tastes exceptionally good."

The fragrance of tea wafted away with the hot steam, instantly filling the entire room.

Su Yutang leaned in to smell it and found that the tea fragrance was fresh, elegant, rich and mellow, which made people feel relaxed and happy. It was indeed unique.

She looked around again. This place was picturesque, peaceful and tranquil, like a paradise, in stark contrast to the desolate and dangerous uninhabited area outside.

But she couldn't understand why the old man wanted to live here alone.

And Xiao Hengyu, how did he know this person? What on earth was he here for?

Next, Xiao Hengyu chatted with the old man for a while.

It was said to be a reminisce about the past, but any discerning person could see that this so-called reminisce was actually a silent interrogation.

There was no trace of politeness in Xiao Hengyu's tone. Instead, the old man was always polite to him, and his words and actions were cautious, as if he was a little afraid of Xiao Hengyu.

After a while, Xiao Hengyu suddenly said, "Old man, should I have the treasure?"

The old man frowned slightly, glanced at Xiao Hengyu, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "Master Xiao, I have guarded this treasure for so many years. As you know, there are many tricks in it. I am afraid that I can't hand it over to you."

This was the first time the old man spoke with confidence.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hengyu's face darkened. He stood up and walked over to the old man. He looked down at him and said in a stern tone, "Old man, we agreed on this before. I've done so many things for you, you can't go back on your word now. I went through so much trouble to come here, not to listen to your excuses."

The old man sighed softly, shook his head, and said, "Master Xiao, calm down first. It's not that I don't want to give it to you, but this treasure is not something that ordinary people can get. It's very dangerous under the mountain. Many people have gone there and never came out intact. If anything happens, I can't bear the consequences."

Xiao Hengyu snorted coldly and drank a sip of tea disapprovingly. After putting down the teacup, he looked at the old man and said slowly: "You don't need to worry about it. I will take responsibility if anything goes wrong."

The old man paused.

Xiao Hengyu continued, "Although you've guarded this treasure for many years, you've never gotten it yourself. It would be a waste to keep it buried there. When I get the treasure, I'll give you half. Why not? As long as you cooperate, we can share the wealth."

The old man gave a bitter laugh and said slowly, "I'm already old and about to be buried. What do I need money for?"

"It is precisely because you are about to be buried that you should hand over the treasure, otherwise..."

As he spoke, Xiao Hengyu suddenly pulled out a knife from his waist. With a flash of cold light, he thrust it straight into the table, holding it upright in front of the old man.

Then he raised his head and said, "If you don't want to die, take out the treasure map."

The old man trembled with fear.

As soon as Xiao Hengyu said this, the atmosphere in the room instantly became subtle.

Bo Jingzhou and Su Yutang looked at each other. They had not expected that Xiao Hengyu's purpose of coming to this stone house was related to the treasure.

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you." The old man looked at the shining knife in front of him, then looked at Xiao Hengyu's resolute look, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if he was making a difficult decision. After a moment, he opened his eyes again, tremblingly took out a map from his arms and handed it to Xiao Hengyu.

Then he said softly, "Master Xiao, have you really thought it through? The danger down here is far beyond your imagination."

Xiao Hengyu took the map, unfolded it, and looked at it. He said nonchalantly, "I know this well. You don't need to remind me. Besides, I don't need to go down there myself."

There was something else behind his words, which made people confused.

Su Yutang frowned and asked, "Xiao Hengyu, did you bring us here just for the treasure?"