Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

"I...can't worry about it, girl..."

The girl's father's eyes were pleading.

"After I leave...you can take care of her more for me..."

Tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

He wanted to say something else, but his strength was drained, and he fell straight on the bed.

"father!"

The girl whimpered and tears fell in large drops.

Cong Ye nodded: "I will definitely take care of the girl."

Even if the girl's father doesn't tell her, he will always take care of her.

The girl, like Huo Xiangu, is someone he has known since he came to this world.

Although the two have different personalities, Cong treats them as sisters.

How could he ignore the girl?

As Cong Ye's voice fell, the girl's father's chest slowly swelled up, and he took in his last breath, but could no longer spit it out.

The smile on his face gradually turned gray, and the last glimmer of light in his eyes disappeared.

Cong Ye put his hand on his pulse.

Not the slightest movement.

The girl's father is dead.

"father!"

"Don't leave me!"

The girl knelt down by the bed and lay on her father's chest, her desperate cries lingering in the room and never leaving for a long time.

Cong Ye remained silent and exited the room, leaving the space to the girl.

The girl organized a funeral for her father, and then reopened the noodle stall.

"My father has been running a noodle stall all his life. This is what he left to me. I can't throw it away."

"Cong Ye, you come here often to eat noodles."

The girl's face was pale, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked haggard, but she was exceptionally strong.

Cong Ye nodded and smiled: "I will definitely take care of your business. The noodles you make are the most delicious noodles in Changsha City."

The girl smiled with her teeth, and a few tears appeared on her face. She sniffed and said in a low voice:

"Okay, it's settled."

She had no friends or relatives. After her father died, she was completely alone.

She only has Cong Ye now.

Things have settled down for the girl.

Changsha city was full of rumors about Zhang Qishan's strange story.

Return to Hongfu.

Cong Ye sat next to Er Erhong and asked curiously:

"How did Zhang Qishan do it?"

It is said that Zhang Qishan made a bet with his companions that he could bring the Giant Buddha home overnight.

His companions thought he was talking nonsense while drunk.

Unexpectedly, when I went to Zhang Mansion the next day, a giant Buddha appeared out of thin air in Zhang Mansion.

The companions were amazed, and this strange thing spread in Changsha city.

Zhang Qishan also got a new title - "Zhang Dafo Lord".

Er Erhong was sewing Cong Ye's rolled-up purse.

This purse was made by Er Erhong for Cong Ye when he first became his apprentice.

No matter how good the materials are, they will wear out a lot over seven or eight years.

Cong also took off the purse and gave it to Yue Hong to have it remade.

"Who but himself would know how he did it."

Er Erhong didn't like Zhang Qishan, and she didn't want to talk to Cong Ye about Zhang Qishan. He changed the subject:

"The owner of the noodle stall you often go to passed away?"

Er Erhong still remembered that the boss's youngest daughter seemed to have been kind to Cong Ye.

But no matter how great the kindness was, Cong Ye's care for him over the years has been repaid.

What Er Erhong is worried about is that Cong Ye is young and his youthful heart will be taken advantage of. Success will put a burden on him, which will eventually become a lifelong regret.

"Ah."

When he mentioned the girl, the smile on Cong Ye's face dissipated slightly and became a little heavy.

"What about the boss's daughter?"

Er Erhong asked tentatively.

Cong Ye: "Girl took over the noodle stall."

In February, the red heart loosened. It seemed that the noodle stall owner was not a greedy person and did not make any unreasonable requests.

Cong Ye is good-looking and is similar in age to the girl. It is not surprising that the boss wants to marry the girl to Cong Ye.

What Er Erhong was worried about was that her boss was asking for death, but judging from Cong Ye's reaction, it seemed that this was not the case.

"As a teenage girl, it may be difficult for her to open a noodle stall."

Er Erhong didn't have much sympathy for the girl.

If he had to show mercy to every person who was suffering, then he might not be able to show mercy to the entire people of Changsha.

What's more, with Cong Ye's help, the girl can't call her life miserable.

Cong Ye values ​​​​love, he just doesn't want to see Cong Ye feel sad.

"I'll find someone to watch her."

It’s not like Cong has never thought about this.

In this era, if a little girl of sixteen or seventeen opens a business, she will definitely attract more ill will.

Therefore, Cong also asked the three Hongwen brothers to send people to secretly keep an eye on the girl's noodle stall.

Anyone who makes trouble or bullies little girls without eyesight will be pulled away.

Er Erhong looked at his face that had grown longer with age, with mixed emotions in her eyes.

……

It is indeed not that easy for the girl to take over the noodle stall.

In just half a year, there were countless bastards who found trouble, teased, and yelled at me.

Cong Ye listens to Hongwen's report every day, and his temples feel angry with those weird things.

One morning not long after the New Year, Cong Ye was sitting in a box in the teahouse playing mahjong with the gods in the group.

Hongwen hurried to the teahouse and brought news like a thunderbolt.

"What did you say?"

Cong Ye's body lying on his back in the rocking chair suddenly sat up straight.

Hongwen swallowed and was out of breath, "Girl, she...she is going to be sold!"

Cong also stood up, dusted off his robe, walked out, and said to Hongwen beside him:

"Tell me clearly the cause and effect."

Hongwen nodded and led Cong Ye: "The people in Changsha City have many teeth, so it's not unusual to fall in love with a girl."

Although it is March, the beginning of spring, there is still a chill in the air.

Cong Ye's expression was solemn, and Hongwen's words aroused his doubts: "But the girl has no leverage in their hands."

Hongwen has done this kind of thing before, but the best he can do is scare others. Compared with those people, he is really nothing.

He looked a little helpless and sighed: "You don't know something. This human trafficking is all one-stop. How can we compare with the power of human beings in the whole country? Including the officials, they all turn a blind eye." Eye!"

"What handle do you want? Just pinch it."

Cong Ye paused slightly.

Yes, he followed Er Yuehong and was protected by the Hong Mansion, so naturally these things could not enter his eyes.

But this kind of thing is too common all over the country. It is common to see people involved in the business even including government officials and military personnel.

"The rules for selling prostitutes brought from Yangzhou are to carry a girl on his back and walk around the downtown area. This is a warning to the world, and this girl will be sold into it."

"If you want to fight against injustice, just stand up in this circle. If you want to intercept, just come out with money. People will not push people into the pit of fire. But once you enter a brothel, I'm sorry, it's not your decision. ”

"In addition, this also tells those dignitaries that there will be another golden flower blooming tonight. Prepare foreign dollars to hit the golden branch."