Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Zhang Qishan's words revealed a lot of information.

The most obvious piece of information is that Cong Ye and Zhang Qishan cooperated to plot Zuo Qianzhi.

Mr. Hong is not a fool.

He is indispensable to Hongfu's ability to achieve such a status in Changsha.

He instantly understood the meaning of Zhang Qishan's words.

"You...you actually helped outsiders! You are so brave now!"

Mr. Hong's eyes widened and he wished he could give Cong Ye a slap in the face.

In the past, he thought Chen Pi was difficult to control, but now it seems that Cong, who seems to be well-behaved, is restless.

Cong Ye touched the little snake's head to calm it down because of Master Hong's amplified volume.

"Zuo Qianzhi is a traitor, and cooperation with him will not end well."

Cong Ye didn't do this just to pull Mr. Hong back.

Mr. Hong was so angry that he couldn't speak.

He lowered his head to look at Zuo Qianzhi.

Half of Zuo Qianzhi's face was already black and purple. Master Hong was suddenly horrified and his anger gradually disappeared. He looked at the little snake on Cong Ye's shoulder.

The little snake is like a piece of glass jade with snow floating on it. Such a beautiful little thing is so terrifyingly poisonous.

"The rest is up to you."

Cong Ye's eyes fell on the door, his meaning was very obvious.

Since he got rid of Zuo Qianzhi for Zhang Qishan, he shouldn't have to interfere with the rest.

He was only responsible for bringing Zhang Qishan's soldiers into the Hong Mansion without anyone noticing.

As for how to deal with Zuo Qianzhi's soldiers, it has nothing to do with Cong Ye.

"rest assured."

Zhang Qishan stood up, pulled out the gun from his waist, and walked out of the room.

He turned around and closed the door thoughtfully, completely blocking the scene outside.

Only Cong Ye, Er Erhong, Master Hong, and a half-dead Zuo Qianzhi were left in the room.

Zuo Qianzhi's poison will spread throughout his body soon, and the result of death cannot be changed.

Mr. Hong fell down on the wooden chair in a daze, muttering something in his mouth: "Hong family... Hong family..."

He wanted to further expand the power of the Hong family, and this had become his obsession.

Now that Zuo Qianzhi is dead, everything is in vain.

"The Hong family has me, father, stop it."

Er Yue Hong half-knelt in front of Mr. Hong and spoke earnestly.

Mr. Hong closed his eyes and sighed.

Now that things have come to this, what else can he do?

The movement outside the door was not small.

No one in the room responded.

Zuo Qianzhi's soldiers were destined not to leave the Hong Mansion.

Zuo Qianzhi is a traitor, how can his soldiers be good people?

Cong Ye sat quietly on the wooden chair, Zuo Qianzhi's breathing had stopped.

The skin all over his body turned black and purple, his mouth was slightly open and he completely lost his vital signs.

Er Erhong breathed a sigh of relief. The dense black mud pressing on her chest slowly dissipated from the moment Zuo Qianzhi was bitten.

He didn't want to help his father, especially with a traitor who harmed the people, but he also didn't want to see his father get hurt.

The current result is exactly what he wants to see.

Er Erhong stood up and looked at Cong Ye. He was sitting obediently on the chair. The little snake on his shoulder would nuzzle his cheek from time to time. One person and one snake looked naive.

His heart softened, and his throat became tight thinking of Cong Ye who was waiting for him in the corridor last night.

He said softly: "Why don't you tell the master?"

Cong Ye cooperated with Zhang Qishan in planning to poison Zuo Qianzhi and lure Zhang Qishan's personal soldiers into the government...

He knew nothing about this series of things.

Even he, the master, still needs Cong Ye to solve his troubles.

Cong is only 14 years old.

These things weren't supposed to be annoying feathers staining him.

"I'm not a child, and I also want Master to know that I can help you."

Cong Ye really didn't like that everyone in the house treated him as a child.

He was so good at killing traitors without any hesitation. This may be due to the influence of blood in his bones.

In his eyes, traitors who commit all kinds of evil cannot be treated as human beings.

Er Yuehong's heart felt sour, and the softest part was lightly touched by these words.

For the first sixteen years of his life, he lived a very lonely life.

No friends, no companions, no mother, no brothers and sisters.

Even Master Hong, as his father, did not give him love, but only gave him responsibilities and burdens to let him understand what he had to do as the heir to the Hong Mansion.

Until he met Cong Ye and accepted him as his disciple.

Cong Ye is not at all different from the others in the mansion.

He is lively, naughty, greedy, and cute, and the cold mansion is gradually filled with active voices.

There was no longer perfect silence around him, but there was always a voice shouting "Master".

At this moment, a huge lightning suddenly flashed in the sky, which was so bright that it seemed to split the entire sky in half, and then there was a roar of thunder.

The door was pushed open.

The rain fell in pitter-patter patterns, like broken beads falling from the sky.

A cold wind mixed with fishy smell blew into the room.

Cong also looked towards the door.

Zhang Qishan's military uniform was soaked by the rain and clung tightly to his body. His body seemed to be stained with blood.

Rain slid down his cheeks, and he held his hands towards Mr. Hong:

"Leader Hong, I didn't get to eat Hong Mansion's delicacies today. I hope I can have this opportunity again in the future."

"Zhang Qishan will leave first."

Behind him were Zhang family soldiers carrying a group of corpses.

With his last glance, he fell on Cong Ye, curled his lips, and their figures disappeared into the continuous rain.

Mr. Hong: "What do you mean by what he said?"

Er Erhong said nothing.

Cong also knew it clearly:

"What he means by this is that he hopes to maintain a friendly relationship with our Hong Mansion and not pursue the matter between you and Zuo Qianzhi."

Zuo Qianzhi is dead, and the person most likely to take over as the defense officer of Changsha City is Zhang Qishan.

Being friends with Zhang Qishan is not a bad thing.

Mr. Hong had a quick mind and a deep mind. He glanced at Zuo Qianzhi's body on the ground and made up his mind:

"If that's the case, then I'll also hand in a certificate of nomination."

He stood up, and before Cong could hear clearly, he said coldly: "Follow me yet."

Cong Ye: "..."

He followed Master Hong resignedly.

Cong also had a guess about the so-called surrender certificate that Mr. Hong mentioned. It should be something like this as evidence of Zuo Qian's crime.

Mr. Hong and Zuo Qianzhi are partners. He doesn't believe that a man like Mr. Hong has no defense against Zuo Qianzhi.

Entering the secret room, Mr. Hong handed Cong Ye a ledger hidden in the tomb passage mechanism box unique to the Hong family.

"You have a good relationship with Zhang Qishan, so I'll leave it to him."

Cong Ye took it and flipped through it casually. The account book recorded in detail Zuo Qianzhi's private communications with the Japanese, as well as the people and officials Zuo Qianzhi persecuted.

Not really a thing.

Just catching a Chinese citizen for human experimentation would kill Zuo Qian a hundred times!