Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Cong also pressed Xiantao’s space.

With a heavy hand, a peach as big as a head fell into his hand.

"Good weight!"

"so big!"

Cong Ye looked at Tao Zi blankly.

He had never seen such a big peach in his life.

It is indeed the flat peach of the Queen Mother of the West.

Cong couldn't wait to take a bite.

Yesterday he ate either steamed buns or noodles. He couldn't even touch fruit.

The juice is fragrant in the mouth, the lips and teeth are fragrant, the flesh is plump, tender, sweet and delicious.

While eating, Cong also discovered something was wrong.

Why is he walking faster and faster?

He felt light all over, as if he had endless energy.

He even felt like he could kill a cow with one punch now.

In the past, the amount of bank cards reached 100 million, but Cong was not so inflated.

Is this the effect of flat peach?

Physical fitness.

I don't know if it was Cong Ye's illusion, but he felt that his vision was much clearer and his ears were much more sensitive.

The peach bush was only half eaten before it was too late to eat.

The belly is round and round.

Since living things can be stored, it should be fine to put half-eaten peaches in it.

Cong also saved half of the peaches that he couldn’t eat into [My Collection].

Anyway, it was an hour's journey, and after eating the fairy peach, he was much faster, and now it would not be a waste to go slower.

Cong Ye curiously opened Nuwa's spiritual blood.

There was a sudden wave in the air.

A drop of golden blood appeared in front of Cong Ye's eyes.

Before Cong Ye could marvel at the beauty of the blood beads, a golden light flashed before his eyes.

The golden Nuwa spiritual blood sank into his eyebrows.

Cong Ye stopped, and there was a warmth in his body.

His whole body felt like he was soaked in a hot spring, so comfortable that he wanted to moan.

The warmth enveloped Cong Ye for a long time before slowly fading away.

Cong also touched his neck, feeling a slight burning sensation.

He opened his collar to see what was going on, and was immediately frightened by what he saw in front of him.

A black snake with patterns was wrapped around his thin chest. A faint mist lingered around his figure, and his golden vertical pupils made Cong Ye's heart stop beating.

What's even weirder is that after a few seconds of stalemate, the black snake blended into his skin.

The meaning was literally integrated into his thin chest like a tattoo.

The snake's body wrapped around his entire upper body, and its head climbed up his neck, stopping just below his Adam's apple.

The golden vertical pupils looked into the distance, like a living creature.

No, it was originally a living creature.

When Cong Ye's trembling hands touched the snake head that melted into his skin, he seemed to feel a cold touch.

Although this snake was scary, Cong Ye didn't feel the slightest threat.

There is a more important thing before him now.

That's how he explains his tattoos.

It seems that from now on he can only find a hidden puddle to bathe like Chen Pi.

Grandma’s yellow wooden barrel is destined to be useless.

Cong also remembered what Nuwa's mother said, that with Nuwa's spiritual blood, you have the ability to control snakes.

Just in time to give the emerald python a try.

Since Ouyang Feng gave him this snake, it must have been trained by Ouyang Feng.

Even if Nuwa's spiritual blood didn't work, the emerald python wouldn't bite him to death, right?

Cong Ye opened the grid with the emerald python in fear.

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A small object lay softly on Cong Ye's instep.

At that moment, Cong was almost sent away.

Cong, who came back to his senses, breathed a sigh of relief.

This snake is indeed an emerald python, but it is a juvenile emerald python.

The strips are thin and not thicker than Cong Ye’s fingers.

The fangs haven't grown yet.

Cong Ye felt an inexplicable feeling of intimacy in his heart, and he directly picked up the jade python hanging on his instep.

He estimated that this was Nuwa's spiritual blood at work.

The emerald python has the reputation of being a disaster. It is extremely beautiful, but also extremely dangerous.

The whole body is jasper, with snowflake-like white spots scattered at random.

The emerald python spit out the snake letter, licked the palm of Cong Ye's hand, and wrapped it around his wrist like a high-quality jasper bracelet.

In order to prevent others from being frightened, Cong Ye still took back the emerald python [My Collection].

I'd better save the mooncakes for when I'm hungry. Gui Luoshu and Dragon Binding Suo sound very high-end.

Cong also felt that he might not be able to use it.

He buttoned the collar of his coat tightly to prevent the snake pattern under his Adam's apple from being exposed.

When Cong Ye arrived at Si Study Studio, the time was just right.

Bookstore owner Zhou, who lives a petty bourgeoisie life, is drinking coffee and reading a newspaper.

Seeing Cong Ye's figure, he put down the newspaper and waved to Cong Ye.

"come over."

Cong also ran to him.

In addition to coffee, there are bread and desserts on the table.

To be honest, Boss Zhou's life is Cong Ye's dream life.

Boss Zhou handed the newspaper to Cong Ye: "Read the newspaper to me. If you encounter a word you don't know, come and ask me."

Boss Zhou leaned back on his chair, took a sip of coffee and said.

"it is good."

Cong also happens to need to know more about the entire era.

Pick up a newspaper and see time.

October 28, [-]th year of the Republic of China.

If converted, it would be 1921.

Cong Ye read aloud: "Changsha Kuangbao, contents of this issue; [-], Changsha City Hospital..."

It's inevitable that Cong can't recognize the traditional Chinese characters. If he encounters something that he really can't guess accurately, he just asks Boss Zhou.

This performance is also more in line with his age.

"Yes, you know more words than I thought."

After Boss Zhou heard him read an entire newspaper, he asked himself two questions.

He stood up and assigned Cong Ye a task: "Some customers in the store have put the books on the wrong shelves. Please return them according to the shelves written above."

Cong also nodded.

This job is not difficult for him.

Although the bookstore is small in scale, it is intricately designed.

Going around like a maze.

Cong also started checking from the outermost bookshelf.

The chat page around me suddenly changed.

A video call from Nezha appears on the screen.

Cong Ye: "..."

He walked to the back of the bookshelf and opened the video.

"Cong Ye! What are you doing?"

In the video, Nezha is sitting on a swing tied by Huntian Ling, rubbing his nose and asking.

Cong Ye lowered his voice: "I'm working."

"what?"

Nezha leaned closer to the screen and seemed to be observing Cong Ye's working environment: "You are so miserable! You have to work at such a young age!"

Nezha sympathized with Cong Ye very much.

"What do you lack? I'll give you a red envelope!"

"Looking at you, you must be short of money!"

"How about I turn a golden mountain into a mountain for you?"

Cong was almost frightened to death by Nezha, but I have to say that he was moved.

"That's not good?"

Cong Ye crossed his fingers, but his face was actually full of desire.

Nezha said carelessly: "What's wrong!"

He tilted his head and said, "No!"

Cong Ye's heart skipped a beat.

Nezha then said: "My transformation skills are not as good as Monkey King's, I'll go find him!"