Chapter 393 The Rain That Year

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"I don't know what Your Majesty will think if he finds out about this, but I think if Luming Temple alone finds out about this, he will fight you to the death."

Chen Chao looked at Xie Nandu walking in front and had a headache. This talented girl from the Xie family actually had the idea of ​​robbing the tomb, and the target of the tomb robbing was not someone else. It could be said that she had helped His Majesty the Emperor to win the tomb.

The first contributor to the victory of the great war.

The monk in black is admired by countless people, but also hated by countless people.

He was also the only national teacher in the Liang Dynasty.

Xie Nandu ignored Chen Chao and thought to himself: "That national advisor is not only unparalleled in resourcefulness, he is a true national warrior. He is also extremely skilled in marching and fighting. He is a true all-rounder. It is said that he wrote a book called "

The secret book of "The Calculation of Heaven" contains what he has learned in his life, aren't you interested?"

Chen Chao shook his head honestly and said, "Even if you find the tomb of this imperial master, how can you be sure that his book must have been brought to the coffin?"

Xie Nandu frowned and said, "If he wasn't taken to the coffin, where else could he be?"

Chen Chao asked: "Doesn't this Imperial Master have no successor?"

Xie Nandu said without raising his head: "The Imperial Master has always been carefree and carefree throughout his life. Where is the successor?"

"Since there are no descendants, how can you bring those things to the grave?"

Chen Chao looked at Xie Nandu, wanting to dispel his thoughts. Not to mention what would happen if he learned that the black-clothed monk's tomb was dug up. Just digging the grave would not be a good thing.

Xie Nandu suddenly stopped in front of a small soil bag, then squatted down, picked up a bit of wet soil with his fingers, put it in front of his nose, smelled it, nodded and said, "This is it."

Chen Chao was startled, and then he squatted down. He soon smelled the aroma of wine and murmured: "What a good wine."

But he still said in disbelief: "Is this really the tomb of the national master?"

As the number one contributor to helping Emperor Daliang seize the throne, this imperial advisor died very early. He died of illness in the first few years after Emperor Daliang ascended the throne. Rumor has it that he was responsible for helping Emperor Daliang fend off a fatal attack.

, which led to his excessive injuries and his early death. If this was the case, the Emperor of Liang should treat this imperial master with national courtesy. How could he be buried here casually without even erecting a monument.

"Perhaps you are right. How could someone like the Imperial Master take those things to the grave?"

Xie Nandu looked at the dirt bag in front of her with complicated eyes. Ever since she had the idea of ​​regaining thirty thousand miles of Mobei for the human race, she has actually been studying the art of war. In fact, the person she admired most in this world was the national advisor and Daliang.

The emperor's number one adviser.

That's why she tried every means to find the burial place of the Imperial Master. In fact, besides wanting to wait for the fortune telling, she actually wanted to pay homage in front of the Imperial Master's mausoleum.

Chen Chao squatted in front of the earthen bag and said: "The aroma of wine is not one, but two. That means before you found this tomb, two people should have been here."

Chen Chao asked: "How many people know the burial place of this imperial master?"

Before Xie Nandu could speak, Chen Chao turned to himself and said, "One of them is your Majesty, where is the other one?"

Xie Nandu said softly: "It's teacher. The smell of wine is exactly the same as the one in teacher's room."

Among the most important people in the Liang Dynasty today, these two are the only ones who are still in the capital.

Chen Chao asked: "Are you still digging?"

Xie Nandu looked at Chen Chao like a fool, "I didn't even think about it in the beginning."

Chen Chao frowned and said, "Then you..."

He quickly came to his senses and said helplessly: "Won't your conscience hurt if you lie to me like this?"

Xie Nandu smiled and said: "I'm not very clever, but I don't know why I can always deceive fools."

"That's because I believe whatever you say."

"Where did you learn rhetoric?"

"how?"

"Please don't say it next time, it's very greasy."

Xie Nandu raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Chao seriously: "You don't look like a martial artist now, but you look like one of those scholars with a colorful heart."

Chen Chao was not angry, but just asked: "If you say that, those scholars will be very sad."

"How about it, or come and beat me?"

Xie Nandu raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't believe they can defeat my flying sword."

This left Chen Chao speechless. When Xie Nandu became a sword cultivator, it was destined that there were not many scholars in the world who could face her without changing their expressions. There were really only a few.

After all, this is a female swordsman with nine natal flying swords.

"You're not the best in the world, don't be so pushy."

Chen Chao sighed.

Xie Nandu did not refute, but just asked: "What about you? Can you become invincible in the future?"

Chen Chao looked at her and didn't answer the question, but just smiled.

Xie Nandu didn't say anything anymore. He just paid homage in front of the imperial master's grave and then turned around and went down the mountain with Chen Chao.

On the way down the mountain, the two of them were still chatting. Xie Nandu was still very interested in the whereabouts of the fortune-telling book. The black-clothed imperial master had always been highly praised by Xie Nandu for what he had learned. She even privately called the imperial master the best in the dynasty.

Counselor, she also believed that the black-clad national advisor was the best in the dynasty when it came to marching formations.

She wholeheartedly wants to lead the Northern Expedition and preside over the Northern Expedition as a woman. If she has this talent in hand, her confidence will be greatly increased.

Chen Chao looked at Xie Nandu's appearance and took the initiative to say: "Perhaps before the original imperial master passed away, this thing was sent back to Luming Temple."

Xie Nandu shook his head and said: "Those monks are useless with this thing."

Indeed, a group of monks practicing Zen and enlightenment are indeed useless.

Chen Chao didn't say anything else. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he stepped out and crushed a fallen leaf. Then he suddenly stopped and whispered, "We're in trouble."

Xie Nandu hummed softly, she was far from an ordinary swordsman, and her perception of the surrounding aura was far better than that of ordinary swordsmen.

At this moment, even she could feel a completely unconcealed murderous intent deep in the woods.

"I don't know why, but it seems that many people want to kill you."

Xie Nandu's thoughts moved slightly, and a sword energy began to swim in her body.

Chen Chao slowly placed his right hand on the handle of the knife and said with a smile: "If you hadn't insisted on going out for an outing, no one would dare to do it in the capital of the gods."

After holding the handle of the knife, Chen Chao also raised his head and looked deep into the woods.

A figure slowly walked out from the depths of the woods.

Seeing the person coming, Chen Chao was a little surprised, "You haven't left yet?"

Xie Nandu also frowned, probably because he admired the visitor's forbearance for so long.

The visitor stared at Chen Chao and said coldly: "I have waited for so long and finally got this opportunity. You should die!"


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