Chapter 562 - 177 Chen Jie: Nan Batian never expected me to sneak an attack, huh? (Please subscribe)

"Wait, Gang Leader, don’t dig!"

Just as Nan Batian was about to order his men to start digging, Tang Ziyue suddenly spoke up to stop him.

Nan Batian and Master Qin Ying both turned to look at Tang Ziyue and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Tang Ziyue said, "This place, something is off here, the Feng Shui is too strange!"

"Feng Shui?"

At this point, Nan Batian looked up at his surroundings and saw that their location was by the side of a small river, with a forest in front and the Mianshui River behind.

The tomb was being excavated on the riverbank.

A burial along the river?

Muttering to himself, Nan Batian also felt it was odd, and then Tang Ziyue said, "Look here, with the forest in front blocking the wind and the river behind sealing the water, they say ’Green hills bury loyal bones,’ but who ever picks a grave by burying it along a riverbank?"

"Especially this kind of burial along the riverbank, the Mianshui River floods every year during the rainy season, you see this land now, but when the water rises, all of it will be submerged!"

"Have you ever seen anyone build a grave in the water, waiting for it to be flooded?"

As Tang Ziyue spoke, Nan Batian and Master Qin Ying both nodded, agreeing that the Feng Shui was indeed terrible. How could it be like this?

"So, I suspect that this location was deliberately chosen. It’s by the river, just need some boats waiting at the riverside, and when the coffin arrives, just dump the military supplies from inside the coffin onto the boats, wouldn’t that be perfect for smuggling the arms away?"

After hearing this, Nan Batian said, "Are you suggesting the coffin might already be empty?"

Tang Ziyue replied, "Exactly."

Master Qin Ying said, "Mr. Tang, is this just a guess of yours, or do you already have solid evidence that the coffin is indeed empty?"

Tang Ziyue slightly frowned and then said, "Just a guess!"

Hearing this, Master Qin Ying said, "Then I think we should still dig, Gang Leader. We cannot pass up such an opportunity to make achievements because of Mr. Tang’s guess, and given our timely arrival, even if there were boats waiting, how could they have had time to transport anything? I think the military supplies should still be in this coffin!"

"Gang Leader, although Master Qin Ying makes a valid point, I’m afraid this is another of Chen Jiusi’s deadly traps. If the Mulan people perform a backward charge while we’re opening the coffin, and catch us digging up the grave, we’ll have no way to explain ourselves."

"Backward charge? The person is already buried, why would they come back? Mr. Tang, don’t always be so apprehensive. To be honest, you seem afraid because you’ve been outwitted by Chen Jiusi before. I think Chen Jiusi is not a god; he can’t always predict accurately. That’s impossible."

"Gang Leader, please reconsider this matter carefully!"

Tang Ziyue, upon hearing this, did not argue with Master Qin Ying but continued to urge Nan Batian.

Nan Batian fell into a dilemma upon hearing these words, and Master Qin Ying also spoke up, "Gang Leader, although Mr. Tang’s words make sense, we’ve come all this way. If we just go back now, after all this, how will we explain ourselves over the East City matter to Yelu?"

Nan Batian’s expression grew even grimmer upon hearing this, indeed, how would he explain it to Yelu?

He felt like a man dying of thirst in the desert, now faced with a cup of poisoned water. To drink or not to drink?

At this moment, Tang Ziyue also fell silent. He didn’t continue to advise, for he had said all he had to say. The choice was now up to Nan Batian; after all, as a subordinate, there was only so much he could do.

Nan Batian hesitated for a long while and then announced, "Dig!"

"Alright, brothers, start digging!"

Nan Batian was truly driven to a corner — fortune favors the bold. Having come this far, how could he give up without a fight?

And he had no way out. The only chance he had to turn the tide was to find this batch of Zoroastrian Sect’s military supplies; only then could he turn all his disadvantages around!

"Dig, start digging!"

The burial of the Mulan people wasn’t very deep; it didn’t take long to uncover the top of the coffin through the soil.

At this point, Master Qin Ying looked at the Gang Leader and asked, "Open the coffin?"

Nan Batian nodded and said, "Open it!"

"Let’s do it!"

At once, a bunch of subordinates, equipped with crowbars, began prying open the coffin; they were very skilled as they had just done the same in South City. Now grabbing their crowbars, they set to work, prying apart the wood with crisp cracks.

Tang Ziyue watched with a heavy frown, as a bad premonition surged in his heart once again.

He really wanted to call out to stop them, but looking at Nan Batian’s all-in expression, he stayed silent.

Meanwhile, Nan Batian watched grimly, his gaze fixed on the coffins before him. Soon enough, one of the subordinates successfully pried a coffin open.

"Gang Leader, it’s open!"

Upon hearing this, Nan Batian came over and asked, "How is it?"

At that moment, the subordinate glanced inside the coffin, and his expression turned ugly. He looked up at Nan Batian and said, "Nothing!"

"Nothing of what?"

Nan Batian rushed over to the coffin too, only to see a corpse lying inside it — and nothing else!

"What!"

Seeing this, Nan Batian’s eyes widened in shock, while Master Qin Ying also called out, "No good, Gang Leader, there’s nothing here too. The coffins are empty except for bodies. We guessed wrong!"

Nan Batian’s eyes reddened as he exclaimed, "How could this happen?"

At that moment, Tang Ziyue pointed to the Mianshui River behind them and said, "Load the boats from here, follow the current downstream, and in no more than a quarter of an hour, you’ll reach the main flow of the Mianshui River."

Nan Batian turned to look at the river, then angrily shouted, "Chen Jiusi, it must have been Chen Jiusi who schemed against me!"

Tang Ziyue was silent. Was there even a need to ask?