Tomb robber: I am the tenth of the nine gates

So Zhang Qishan once again received everyone's angry gazes.

"Let's...get out of here first."

Zhang Qishan could only say this dryly.

Qi Tiezui followed behind Er Yuehong, constantly rubbing Chu Ning's hands to transfer warmth to Chu Ning.

……

【Three days later】

"I've almost finished packing these days, so I'll take you out of the city first."

The prince smiled and patted Zhang Qishan on the shoulder, feeling that Zhang Qishan's illness was cured so quickly.

"Thank you, Lord Baylor."

"You're welcome. You're all my friends."

Zhang Qishan turned around and greeted everyone, and Yin Xinyue took Zhang Qishan's arm and got into the car together.

Chu Ning was tied to Er Yuehong's side. Er Yuehong was really worried about him these days and wanted to tell him everything he could.

It was heard that Chu Ning covered his ears when he saw Er Yuehong, so Qi Tiezui, who was hiding behind him and wanted to launch a sneak attack, pulled Chu Ning's arm down and held it firmly.

Er Yuehong's caring concern once again reached his ears.

Yin Xinyue saw this several times, so Miss Yin pulled Zhang Qishan to appreciate Chu Ning's dazed expression together.

Gradually, the two of them were surrounded by the prince and adjutant Zhang.

"This young boy has become more lively."

The prince laughed and joked.

What even he could see, Zhang Qishan and others who had been with Chu Ning day and night for so long could naturally feel it more intuitively.

"Because he let go of a heavy burden in his heart, this is the truest him."

Zhang Qishan even made fun of himself.

"That's good. At this age, you should be more lively.

It would be best if I could get into some little trouble from time to time.

This way we can have a greater sense of accomplishment.”

Yin Xinyue said with a smile.

This earned him a nod of agreement from Adjutant Zhang next to him.

The prince twitched his lips. What kind of sense of accomplishment? The sense of accomplishment of having your child get into trouble outside and then be called home?!

Wait? Family?

The prince looked at Chu Ning and Qi Tiezui circling around Er Yuehong, and suddenly realized what was going on, and then smiled knowingly.

……

When they were about to leave the city, Chu Ning stopped the carriage.

Along the way, Chu Ning had been looking outside since he got on the carriage.

"I want a promise from the Buddha."

Chu Ning spoke softly.

Er Yuehong looked at Chu Ning with encouragement, while Qi Tiezui pulled Adjutant Zhang's arm and lifted it up.

"Don't worry, Xiao Ning, my adjutant and I will support you!"

Chu Ning jumped out of the carriage, and Adjutant Zhang Qi Tiezui followed Chu Ning out of the carriage silently.

The prince looked at the young man who had ridiculed the Japanese Chamber of Commerce at the Crescent Hotel with a puzzled look.

Zhang Qishan was confused at the moment, but still walked to Chu Ning.

Only Er Yuehong looked at the direction Chu Ning was heading, frowned, and stopped Yin Xinyue who wanted to go forward to check.

“This is Master Fo’s decision, Xiao Ning’s choice.

Let them... figure it out on their own."

Yin Xinyue nodded, and her slender fingertips touched the pattern of the Erxiang ring on her wrist. The bracelet, which was warmed by her body temperature, became cold again when it came into contact with the northern air.

Chu Ning looked at the pedestrians on the street, the puppet troops patrolling the streets, and the many shops that had hung up red-circled, white-blocked flags...

Finally, I looked towards the distant mountains, where there were millions of ordinary people waiting to return home.

"Master Buddha, we will come back, right?"

Chu Ning turned and looked at Zhang Qishan. Zhang Qishan was stunned, as if he didn't expect Chu Ning to ask this question.

"what?"

Zhang Qishan followed Chu Ning's gaze and saw only mountains stretching for thousands of miles.

"We'll definitely come back here, right?"

The words Zhang Qishan asked subconsciously made Chu Ning more determined in his thoughts. At this moment, he only needed a clear answer from Zhang Qishan.

Upon hearing this, Prince Beile clenched the jade ring on his thumb. It was passed down to him by his grandfather, who had told him not to bring disgrace upon the family…

But now he followed Zhang Qishan to Changsha with nearly half of his family property. Was it really to help Zhang Qishan or to escape from this place? Only he himself knew it best.

Zhang Qishan clearly understood Chu Ning's meaning at this moment, from the initial probing to the firmness of the next question.

It is not so much a revisit to an old place, but rather that they no longer have to be so embarrassed and can enter every town and village that belongs to their territory with open arms.

What Chu Ning wanted to hear was Zhang Qishan's affirmative answer - "Yes."

Adjutant Zhang took a step forward and was held down by Qi Tiezui. Qi Tiezui glared at him and pinned Adjutant Zhang to the spot.

He had never seen Qi Tiezui's eyes so fierce...

Zhang Qishan raised his hand to tighten the scarf around Chu Ning's neck. He now really understood that Chu Ning was the biggest variable in his chess game.

It's time to go back to Changsha and get back what belongs to me.

"Yes, all of us will come back.

Regardless of their status, I assure you that everyone will return home...

Chu Ning looked at Zhang Qishan without answering, shook his head, took Zhang Qishan's hand, and pointed to a round red flag with a white background in a shop not far away.

"In my understanding, Master Fo can only return here in one identity."

As Chu Ning spoke, he moved Zhang Qishan's hand to wave gently, completing the unfinished words.

"That is the people of this land."

As Chu Ning finished speaking, the round red flag with a white background hanging on the shop seemed to be pulled down by some invisible force and fell into the snow.

The red circle was stained with mud, and the white background was stained with dirt.

Passersby were indifferent, but they saw someone passing by inadvertently kick the flag blocking the road to the side.

The flag cloth was covered with mud soaked by the snow and water underfoot, becoming something so filthy that even beggars on the street would not pick it up.

Zhang Qishan had a solemn expression on his face. Following Chu Ning's movements, he could clearly feel the warm current lingering around his fingertips.

Is this the external manifestation of Chu Ning's special qualities?

Chu Ning released Zhang Qishan's hand and waited quietly for Zhang Qishan's answer, just like at the beginning.

He knew that Zhang Qishan could only get the power and military force that belonged to him if he returned to Changsha.

This time, Zhang Qishan's eyes were solemn, his brows were deep, and he even revealed a bit of coldness.

"Where the military flags are turned up, the white flags are lost; where I stand on a high place, I see my hometown."

At this moment, Chu Ning's face finally showed a smile, his eyebrows were curved, and the smile splashed under his eyes, forming a small dimple.

Looking back, I see the distant mountains. The light shines through the mountains, combining with the white mist to form golden light.

"Someone will always remember you. No matter how long it takes, you must come home!"

(This chapter is still very heavy. I don’t know where to start. Thousands of words can only be summed up in one sentence: "May our generation remember history and build national glory together!"

Next, it’s the story between the Nine Gates and the Ancient Tomb!)