Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

It's time for dinner.

Cong was finally willing to get off his bed.

Opening the door, Cong Ye saw a little rabbit in his sight.

The jade-carved little rabbit is lifelike.

Cong also squatted down, held the rabbit in his hand and played with it.

"Who dropped this?"

Cong Ye was confused.

But this little bunny is so pretty.

Maybe you can send it to Miss Jade Rabbit and see if you can get a gift in return from Miss Jade Rabbit.

But whose is this?

If no one claims it, it's his.

Cong also counted down three seconds in his mind.

Three, two, one.

Okay, this little rabbit is his.

He has given the other party three seconds.

Cong also put the little rabbit into his purse.

At this moment, Chen Pi's door opposite opened.

Chen Pi glanced at his wallet.

Cong immediately clenched his purse.

The little rabbit doesn’t belong to tangerine peel, right?

Then he won't give it back.

Chen Pi has lost his chance.

Those are three long seconds!

Chen Pi just glanced at it and walked towards the hall.

Cong quickly followed.

On the way, he still tested it uneasily:

"Have you lost any of your little treasures lately?"

A smile quickly flashed in Chen Pi's eyes. He stopped and looked down at him:

"No."

Cong also breathed a sigh of relief.

There are so many regrets.

If it was really tangerine peel, he would be quite happy!

Can you be unhappy if you pick up something that has lost its tangerine peel?

in the hall.

Er Erhong was waiting for them both.

Cong Ye ran over and sat next to Er Erhong.

Chen Pi casually sat down opposite Cong Ye.

"You can't be lazy tomorrow."

Er Erhong reminded Cong Ye while picking up vegetables.

Cong is also very serious about eating.

With his mouth full of food, he nodded hurriedly.

He is not stupid.

The example of February Red smashing tangerine peel is still in front of us.

He didn't want to follow in the footsteps of Chen Pi.

Er Yuehong's heart was filled with thoughts.

There is no need for Cong to go to the grave, and there is no need to give him some professional knowledge of reverse fighting.

Martial arts must be learned, after all, it can also become a skill to protect yourself.

Er Erhong said:

"I won't study the evening classes. I will only study opera in the morning and kung fu in the afternoon."

Although Chen Pi is proud of his good fighting skills, in terms of his physical strength, Cong Ye's physical strength is much better than his.

Not only the tangerine peel, but Cong Ye's bones were so good that even Er Erhong was surprised.

It seems that he was born to learn martial arts.

His steps are lighter than ordinary people, his strength is stronger than ordinary people, and his sensitivity and speed are far beyond ordinary people.

It was impossible for Er Erhong to make Cong Ye give up learning kung fu.

Eh?

Cong also looked up from the bowl in surprise.

He looked at Er Erhong in disbelief.

The knowledge I learned in the evening is all the knowledge I need to use when I fight my way down to the grave.

Listening to what Er Erhong means, are you not going to let him fight to the grave?

Cong Ye felt nothing in his heart, only the expectation of free time.

"That night time..."

Cong also blinked, his eyes shining as he held the bowl.

Er Erhong snorted softly: "It's easy for you to rest."

Well!

Cong Ye almost laughed out loud.

He immediately looked at Chen Pi.

I sincerely lament that Chen Pi is so miserable.

Cong Ye's mood improved visibly.

The specific manifestation is that he usually eats two bowls of rice, but today he had three bowls of rice.

Moreover, he packed a bunch of snacks and returned to his room.

Cong also opened the chat group and stuffed the remaining snacks into the group red envelope.

It turns out.

Whether they are gods or mortals, their common characteristic is their enthusiasm when facing red envelopes.

“Congratulations to [Mazu who is proficient in multiple languages] for becoming the Lucky King!”

[Mazu who is proficient in many languages]: "Everyone, I accept it!"

[Sun Wukong beat Tathagata to death with a stick]: "I should say it, but I shouldn't say it. This tone makes me feel uncomfortable!"

The Great Sage came here for Cong Ye’s red envelope.

Since the last time he ate Cong Ye's delicious food, everything he ate has lost its taste.

Especially since his annoying master had to take them to beg for food.

I'm so bored!

[Chang'e, the No. [-] DJ in the fairy world]: "@congye What is this? How can it be more delicious than mooncakes?"

Apart from mooncakes, Chang'e probably has never eaten anything good.

[Cong Ye]: "There are osmanthus crystal cakes, rose yam cakes, date mud yam cakes, and Biluochun tea cakes."

[Tang Monk, who is also protecting his flesh today]: "This pastry is so delicious. After eating such a delicious pastry, how can a poor monk face a vegetarian meal that is clear and watery?"

These pastries are all handmade by the chefs in the house and use the best ingredients. How can they not be delicious?

It's not much better than other restaurants outside.

[Dragon tendons, please look for me Nezha]: "I want it more! I want it more! It's delicious! Brother Cong Ye! Send me a private red envelope! I'll lend you the Hot Wheels for a few days!"

Cong Ye:......

What does he need Hot Wheels for?

Is it possible that he is talented in front of Er Yuehong?

It's hard to imagine Er Erhong's expression.

[Mazu who is proficient in multiple languages]: "After wandering on the sea for a long time, I need this kind of delicacies to heal my sister's mood. @Congye How many pastries do you have left? I bought them all."

[I am Guanyin, not the Holy Mother]: "I wonder if you can describe the taste? I came a little late and didn't get it."

[Chang'e, the No. [-] DJ in the fairy world]: "Anyway, it tastes a thousand or ten thousand times better than the elixir!"

[Yutu, an expert in medicine making]: "Sister Chang'e, have you been dissatisfied with me for a long time?"

[Peach Merchant Queen Mother of the West]: "Is there a possibility that it's not just Chang'e?"

The Jade Rabbit makes medicine all day long, and it only knows how to make elixirs.

She and Chang'e both vomited after eating.

[Yamatu, a professional in making medicine]: "But apart from making medicine, I only know rap!"

[Yutu, an expert in medicine making]: "@Congye, I will exchange the elixir for pastries with you."

Cong Ye's mind went blank for three seconds.

What to exchange for?

Elixir?

Did Chang'e take the elixir that made her fly to heaven and become a god?

[Cong Ye]: "What will happen if you take the elixir?"

He doesn't want to fly into the sky and stand side by side with the moon.

[Chang'e, the No. [-] DJ in the fairy world]: "As someone who has taken the elixir no less than a hundred times, I can tell you that it may cause diarrhea."

Cong was truly speechless.

Chang'e, do you want to see what she is talking about?

[Peach Merchant Queen Mother of the West]: "What Cong Ye wants to ask about is the efficacy, right? You have taken it so many times, of course you will have diarrhea. This is Cong's first time taking it."

[Yamatu, an expert in medicine making]: "I don't know, I haven't eaten it."

The medicine I made myself didn’t even know the efficacy.

Cong was also desperate.

He could only give up his plan to taste the elixir.

If he really flew up, he would have to cry to death on the moon.

Although the group is full of gods, Cong also discovered a cruel fact.

This group of gods seems to be out of their minds and can always easily make Cong Ye speechless.