These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 762: Imperial Mausoleum Town, a Battle of Wisdom and Courage

Three days passed quickly.

Ning Zheng still doesn't pay much attention to the chaotic imperial tombs in the history books, and occasionally goes to the Sword Casting Villa to see the development and reproduction of golden mud.

And take a look at the various research projects in their career areas.

However, the disappearance of the Chaos Body Royal Family, the Chaos Body Emperor and other owners of the Chaos Body Tomb were revealed on the morning of that day, causing a huge wave in the entire Kyushu!
"Impossible! The palace was robbed long ago, not even the floor tiles are left."

"All the powerful ancient funerary embers have disappeared!"

"What about the royal treasures? What about their ancient medical treatments?"

It is clear.

This tomb was secretly robbed in advance.

Even most of the tomb robbers have not figured out how many Chaos Emperors there are, whether they are male or female, and what stories they have.

The dimensionality reduction attack by the three top tomb robbers made the tomb robbing experience very unpleasant for other tomb robbers!
It is easy to imagine who the culprit is.

It was the same thing when we went down to the Emperor Changsheng's Mausoleum.

If Ning Zheng hadn't planted spies in their team, they wouldn't have known about the love story of Mother Wusheng, her growth experience, and the fact that Emperor Changsheng was actually a group of babies, and they would have killed the boss.

but now.
Without any planted personnel, Ning Zheng really had no idea what exactly happened this time.

In fact, Ning Zheng didn't really care about how much treasures, money, and resources the three people led by Xin Xichen stole when they went into the tomb.

After all, he is not short of resources now, but he lacks luck.

The only thing he was interested in was whether they could pass the "small town security check" and successfully transport the things out after robbing the tomb?

Will I get stuck again?
Before, he personally took action as the Bronze Emperor and stopped them.

And does this fake self have the ability to see Xin Xichen's flaws?
Ning Zheng pondered secretly:
"Xin Xichen is a person who never gives up."

"After being defeated last time, he must have been researching new smuggling techniques for such a long time. This time, he must have tried to experiment with the stolen items to save face."

"I wonder if the painter can handle him?"

Ning Zheng didn't want Xin Xichen to take the things out.

If I can't take it out, and hide it somewhere in the tomb like the Immortal Emperors, then I will have a chance in the future.

Adventure town.

The fake Jiucai Rong and the fake Ye Kuangxiu were staring at the projection screen with the new steward Bai Xingling.

"We can't let this emperor steal things."

"This time, we still have to stop them!"

Bai Xingling stared at the screen with red eyes.

The recent period has been the most difficult and fulfilling time in his life.

Managing these messes made him unable to sleep and eat enough, but fortunately, he got through it all. They do have some management skills.

In some ways it's quite fanciful.

Now, Bai Xingling has only one thing to do: "We can't let the Xin Dynasty Emperor trio get slapped in the face!"

He had previously infiltrated a tomb-robbing team of these three people, but only got a small share of the profits afterwards, which made him feel resentful.

Now the trio is back again.
He has to keep a close eye on it!

In the words of the ancient demon gods next to them:

"Don't bully young people into poverty!"

"Last time you joined your tomb-robbing team and humiliated me, this time I will pay you back double! Block your tomb-robbing team!"

"Bai Xingling, fuck him, fuck him, fuck him! Don't be a coward!"

However, no matter how enthusiastically they shouted, they could not stop Xin Xichen from smuggling.

Bai Xingling: "Everyone, you have too many ideas. We are going to lose. What should we do?"

Fake Jiucai Rong and the others had a clever plan. They quickly lay under the table in the Ancestral Demon God Square and shouted in fear: "Something bad has happened. Hurry up and go to the Western Studio to invite that senior!"

boom!
The sound echoed throughout the secret base of the Ancestral Demon God.

"Are they here?"

The painter was painting and fell into silence.

After a while, he decided to come out and help.

Otherwise it would be too easy for Xin Xichen and others to smuggle things, leading to suspicion that they are fake.

However, what frustrates him is that every time he came out and took action personally, it caused huge waves in history.

But now every time I go out, why do I feel like I am becoming less and less valuable due to the prayers of this group of original demon gods?
When he goes out, he always does some messy things.

For example, we have to prevent "theft and smuggling" and keep an eye on them like customs.
The painter felt helpless and said, "Forget it, forget it."

Thus, the battle of wits and courage between the two sides has begun.

Xin Xichen stayed in the dark and asked "passersby" to carry the treasures and transport them secretly.

The painter is responsible for identifying and checking out the problematic ones one by one.

Xin Xichen became more and more nervous as he watched: "This time, he was allowed to smuggle goods across the border in this way, but was he still discovered?"

The other party feels that he has met his match, and so does the painter.
He is just a painter.

I am indeed not familiar with the various methods of problem solving, deciphering, and maze-breaking in this area.

Xin Xichen is indeed a professional. For a moment, even the all-round painter who was said to have learned all the skills in history felt the pressure.

Xin Xichen is indeed a genius.

While he was sighing in his heart, he also knew that everyone has their own expertise, so he was too lazy to take action. He quietly retreated and threw out Xin Xichen. He could only use a shoddy method:
"Fortunately, I have another Xin Xichen."

A man in black (Xin Xichen) wearing a mysterious black cloak appeared before his eyes.

The painter turned around and left quietly, and warned: "This person will help you keep an eye on me and will not be here to accompany you." Bai Xingling looked at the back of the master who left gracefully: "As expected of the master, you can suppress the most powerful intellectual emperor of an era by letting a mysterious subordinate take action."

The fake Jiucai Rong and the fake Ye Kuangxiu shouted, "As expected of an adult."

The painter heaved a sigh of relief, as the matter was solved so easily that he could not help but continue painting until the next day.

Xin Xichen actually did nothing, which made the other two people despise him. Zhao Zai couldn't help but say, "Let me do it! This time, we can't let the ancient demon god block us, like we lost face last time."

So, I couldn't bear it anymore.

Several blacksmiths lay under the table again and shouted in fear: "Something bad has happened. Hurry up and go to the Western studio to ask that senior!"

The painter was silent for a moment: “.”

Obviously, the three guys outside were determined to stir up trouble this time and get back their grievances! Xin Xichen worked as a cremator - Sao Ren Ai burned people. At that time, he blocked the door to catch the thief. If these sarcastic and cynical proverbs were said, I would be angry too. I endured it silently, and now I am back for the second time to get back for revenge.

"But I wasn't the one mocking you at that time." The painter who was innocently blamed was a little speechless, although he understood their great ambition to get up from where they fell.

He looked at Bai Xingling's expectant eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I have another disaster."

He released the second figure and turned to leave.

So why am I doing this pointless thing with these guys?
A strong sense of regret kept filling his heart, but now that he had taken over the power of the ancient ancestor demon god, he was in a difficult situation.

"Ugh!"

"Forget it, forget it." A long sigh also indicated that he would once again personally clean up the mess for these people.

In the end, Xin Xichen and his companions returned empty-handed and were completely defeated once again. They hid the stolen treasures somewhere in the tomb so that they could take them back when the time comes.

Sword Making Villa.

The character of Meilingyu account of the God of Cookery, as the only two-phase monk who has recently robbed tombs, actually basically did not go into the tombs, but hid in front of the inspection gate of the town to record the video.

By filming each pedestrian one by one and through various small details, he successfully analyzed that there was a game between the two sides.

"It looks like Xin Xichen lost. He couldn't even beat our pirated version."

In the cafeteria, the God of Cookery, who was cooking with a large spoon, complained to Shao Chai Kun: "They are really cowards."

"I guess it's the painter who made his debut."

Shao Chai Kun was very smart. He analyzed with a smile, "Otherwise, how could those little blacksmiths defeat the angry trio of tomb robbers?"

"Hahaha, this time, they will probably be furious too."

"That's for sure. The security check is tight this time. They also don't dare to go out. I guess it's the same as last time. They can only explode on the spot!"

As they talked, they couldn't help laughing.

The boss behind the scenes must be so busy lately that his scalp is numb.

He really does get things done, and he's so reliable.

Isn’t this much better than our background owner?

The owner of the manor is just a background animation. He has not been seen for years and has been criticized for letting his children run wild.

If the painter were our sword-forging manor owner, a man with such dedication, morality and responsibility, we would have taken off long ago!
Damn it.

The background owner of the manor was missing all day long, didn't he kill him twice?

the other side.

Nursery in the capital, between the firewood.

The magnificent murals from the history books are still inlaid on the walls of the palace, but they are just for show. Only the imperial tomb of Jiusui is real.

Of course.

According to the blacksmiths, Jiusui is the true first generation ancestral tomb of mankind.

There is nothing wrong with clearing out the other fake ancestral tombs and leaving only one real one.

At this moment, Xin Xichen opened his eyes and showed a trace of surprise and anger while sitting on the throne, but it was only a flash, and he sighed: "Failed again."

Miss Dao Yue smiled and said, "Your Majesty said you have been preparing for a long time. This is your best area. No one will be able to defeat you a second time! Do you want to say that this battle was an accident and you will win next time. No one will defeat you a third time!"

Xin Xichen still frowned, "I could understand it last time. After all, I was unprepared and rushed to finish the work. It was normal for me to be seen through, but this time it's very problematic."

He is not proud, but confident.

I am confident that there are few people in the entire human history who have accumulated more knowledge than him, not even one!

Otherwise, Jiusui would not have allowed him to appear on the stage.

Moreover, he now uses the grill, with the Eye of Appraisal as the node, to burn the entire world.
In fact, if Ning Zheng was still stationed in the tomb, he would definitely not be able to stop the Emperor of Xin Dynasty, who was well prepared and had studied more than a dozen smuggling methods.

At the very least, it would cost tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of dollars to stop it, but not spending money to stop it would be embarrassing. I guess Ning Zheng would really have to spend a lot of money!
but now.

Someone took the blame and the painter was responsible for covering it up, which saved Ning Zheng money.

"you lose?"

At this time, a voice came from the only remaining Jiusui Tomb.

"The other party's origins are very mysterious."

Xin Xichen replied:
"I can admit that he is very strong. He is better than me in combat and intelligence, but I am the best at concealment techniques in this area, similar to the ability to solve problems, and I have the help of Sun and Moon. Yet, I still lost."

Jiusui in the tomb was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said: "Times have changed too much, those ancient demon gods may no longer be the same."

"Of course not myself."

Xin Xichen said calmly: "The embers are nothing but a logical shell. After more than 10 million years, it is certain that they have changed a lot."

"That's not what I meant." Jiusui shook his head. He pondered for a long time, and his voice suddenly echoed throughout the palace:
"Forget it, let Xirong come to see me."

"What are you going to do?" Xin Xichen frowned.

"I'm very interested in the new money they've researched." Jiusui said calmly, "They've obviously done a lot of research on luck as well."

(End of this chapter)