Chapter 596: We are not so poor that we need to rob tombs

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Xing Nanye: "..."

He looked at Su Ruotang quietly: "You will let him bully me like this?"

Su Ruotang raised his eyebrows and relaxed his face slightly, "I can't bear to bully him, so naturally I can only bully you."

Xing Nanye felt an old blood clot in his heart.

He took a few deep breaths and snorted, "My mind is filled with men. It's embarrassing."

Su Ruotang smiled and held Mo Rongyan's hand: "My Ayan is so beautiful, so naturally I only care about him."

Xing Nanye looked at her resentfully: "Am I not beautiful?"

Su Ruotang's eyelids twitched when she met his resentful gaze.

Numb!

She suddenly felt guilty that she was a scumbag and abandoned her beautiful husband.

Mo Rongyan raised his eyelids and sneered, "Men are proud of their beauty, and the emperor's eldest grandson is probably the first in the world."

Xing Nanye hooked her hair with her fingertips, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said to Su Ruotang: "The husband you have chosen has an eye disease, give him treatment."

Su Ruotang's eyebrows curved: "I also have eye problems, so I can't see the beauty of the emperor's eldest grandson who clamoring for fresh milk porridge."

Xing Nanye choked.

He glared at Su Ruotang fiercely, pulled off a fruit from the tree and took a bite.

With that expression of strength, Su Ruotang had no doubt that it was himself he wanted to eat more.

She was startled, and when she saw the fruit in Xing Nanye's hand clearly, she was so shocked that her mouth opened slightly, and she asked cautiously: "No... isn't it sour?"

She silently typed out the word "admiration" in capital letters from the bottom of her heart.

warrior!

How dare you challenge eating half-ripe hawthorn fruit!

Xing Nanye felt sad and angry, but didn't feel sour at all.

When Su Ruotang mentioned it, he was shocked to feel an indescribable sour taste spreading in his mouth.

His facial features suddenly wrinkled together, and his whole body almost split.

"Ugh..." Xing Nanye threw away the hawthorn fruit in his hand and continued to vomit while holding on to the hawthorn tree.

Mo Rongyan smiled gently and kindly, and kindly reminded, "If your morning sickness is serious, go home and take good care of yourself. Don't hurt my sweet grandson."

"Mo... vomit..." Xing Nanye vomited until the end of his eyes turned red, and his soft and charming eyes were filled with a layer of mist.

He glared at Mo Ronyan fiercely.

This glance has no deterrent effect, but is as beautiful as the moon and as evil as evil.

"Tsk, tsk, it's so beautiful." Su Ruotang's eyebrows curved and she sincerely praised her.

Xing Nanye felt that his teeth were all crispy.

He weakly supported the tree trunk and ground his teeth.

The next moment, the sour feeling between his teeth made him unable to help but hold on to the tree trunk again and continue to vomit.

After half a cup of tea, he managed to stop vomiting and kicked the big tree with a cold expression.

A wild hawthorn tree that was hundreds of years old was knocked over by him.

"Tsk, tsk, you're calling it vandalism." Su Ruotang smacked his lips.

In the previous life, hundreds of thousands of dollars would never have been able to solve this problem.

After the ecology was destroyed by humans and the natural environment became extremely harsh, humans began to plant trees to protect green plants.

A one-year-old sapling sells for several thousand yuan.

This kind of wild century-old species is protected by the country and is precious.

Xing Nanye looked at her expressionlessly: "Are you distressed?"

Su Ruotang touched her nose, smiled and shook her head: "I don't feel bad."

She had an intuition that if she dared to say she was distressed, Xing Nanye would never take them to the imperial mausoleum.

She still felt a little guilty about visiting other people's ancestral graves and taking their treasures.

But if someone from the royal family takes her with her, she will feel less guilty.

The ancestors were disturbed, the treasure disappeared, and Xing Nanye was also involved.

Xing Nanye looked at her smiling eyes.

Seeing the tension in her eyes dissipate, he hummed, "Let's go, it will be hard to find the entrance after the sun goes down."

Interrupted by Xing Nanye and Mo Rongyan, Su Ruotang's tension dissipated a lot.

Looking at the deep blue to black river, she can face it calmly.

Along the way, I could only hear the rustling sound of three people stepping on dead branches and leaves.

The further they walked in, the tighter Su Ruotang's brows became.

The woods seemed to be isolated from the outside world. Apart from the three of them, there seemed to be no other living creatures.

Eerily silent.

From time to time, Xing Nanye would bend down or raise his hand to pick up the branches and leaves and observe them carefully.

After that, turn left or right and slowly walk towards the forest.

The sky is getting darker and the light in the forest is getting weaker and weaker.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Xing Nanye held up the flint and stood still in front of a stone tablet.

Looking at the stone tablet covered with moss and vines, Su Ruotang sighed, "It fits the entrance of the tomb."

In movies and TV shows about tomb robbing in previous lives, the entrance to the tomb is basically an inconspicuous stone monument surrounded by dead branches, vines and moss.

Xing Nanye squinted at her: "Have you robbed other tombs?"

Su Ruotang shook his head: "No, I'm not interested in the career of Captain Gold."

Mo Ronyan raised his hand and touched the top of her hair and chuckled, "The objects in the tomb are very sinister. I will buy you clean ones. We are not so poor that we need to rob the tomb."

Xing Nanye crossed his arms over his chest, took a step back, and raised his soft chin toward the tombstone, "Oh, come on."

Su Ruotang dragged Mo Ronyan and took two steps back.

There was a bright smile on her pretty face: "This is your ancestor, come on."

Xingnanye looked at her for a moment.

Suddenly he raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly, "What? You don't dare to face your ancestors? Are you afraid they will misunderstand you?"

What's the mistake?

A question mark slowly appeared on Su Ruotang's forehead.

Mo Rongyan sneered coldly: "Oh, when I was your age, I already married a wife."

"And you are still single. I think you are afraid that your ancestors will force you to get married."

With a soft smile on her lips, Xing Nanye spoke slowly, "My wife has been preempted by someone else."

"Perhaps if we offer some sticks of incense to our ancestors this time, they can help us find a wife."

Su Ruotang rolled her eyes and felt the cool breeze in the forest blowing on her arms, giving rise to goosebumps.

She rubbed the next door and pointed at the tombstone, "Do you really want to see your ancestors?"

There is no human habitation and no breath of life. In the mountains and forests close to the river, the temperature difference between day and night is huge.

They did not bring any warm clothing.

Although they can resist the cold with their internal strength, the imperial mausoleum is full of dangers and they must preserve their strength.

Xing Nanye rolled up his sleeves and snorted coldly, "There are fruit trees a few meters ahead. Go pick a few fruits to satisfy your appetite."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mo Ronyan, "You and I will clean up the tombstones."

"I checked the construction records of the imperial mausoleum at that time. The imperial mausoleum was built according to the mountain range with excellent feng shui. The entrance was at the dragon's head and was heavily guarded."

"And here." He raised his chin towards the tombstone, "This is the escape hatch left by the workers who built the imperial tomb."

Of course, the workers who built the imperial tomb were silenced after the construction of the imperial tomb was successful.

Su Ruotang looked at the red fruit in front of her and nodded, "Okay."

Xing Nanye continued: "It's not detailed in the book, but the entire imperial mausoleum was built using the Qimen mechanism technique."

His long and clean fingertips brushed the vines on the tombstone, "Find the mechanism first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice said, "You are indeed here."