Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

The troublemaking man has some skills.

The boy couldn't help him.

Cong Ye's ability to drive people in the opera house also made him see that Cong Ye's identity was extraordinary.

A poisonous plot crept into his mind. He smiled strangely at Cong Ye, and then followed the boy out of the door obediently.

The boy was a little surprised, but naturally he hoped he would cooperate.

Seeing that the farce was about to subside, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't let this barbarian who doesn't understand elegant music spoil your interest in listening to the opera.

The troublemaking man walked to the door, suddenly turned his head, and a poisonous needle shot out from the steel pipe in his mouth and shot through the air in the direction of Er Erhong.

He looked at Cong Ye's position and showed a provocative smile.

Cong Ye's eyes never left Er Erhong from beginning to end, and his reaction was quick and precise.

He turned the silver bracelet on his wrist, and the silver needle shot out, knocking the poison needle down in the air effortlessly.

The two silver needles fell to the ground at the same time without making the slightest sound.

February Red's performance continues.

The drama echoed in the theater again.

A green snake wrapped around Cong Ye's shoulder.

Cong Ye gently nodded the emerald python's head: "Don't let him live."

The emerald python understood human nature, licked Cong Ye's fingertips, and crawled on the beams like lightning.

People do not offend me and I do not offend others.

Since the other party came to kill people, he didn't have to leave the other party a way to survive.

This is a troubled time, not a peaceful and prosperous time.

Cong also clearly understands the principle of good people being bullied.

Cong Ye stayed in the opera house for a long time. After Er Er Hong's play ended, he changed his clothes and went to Cong Ye's box.

"master."

Cong also poured a cup of tea for Er Erhong.

Er Erhong sat down with a slight smile on her face.

His eyes swept over Cong Ye's face.

Cong Ye still looks like an adult man.

The children who used to only reach his waist are now as tall as him.

Er Erhong thought of the episode that happened today and said with a smile: "When did you go to get a pair of iron nails again?"

Cong Ye is good at silver needles, and February Red knows it.

Today's iron nails really surprised him.

Cong Ye: "When I went to get a silver needle, the blacksmith gave it to me as a gift, so I just took it too."

I didn't expect it to come in handy today.

Although the silver needle is concealed, the attack power of the iron nail is greater than that of the silver needle.

Er Erhong pursed her lips and smiled, eating snacks: "Don't do this kind of thing easily in the future, it will dirty your hands."

This is not how the disciples were taught, especially in the current chaotic situation. Er Yuehong knew these truths.

But selfishly, he didn't want Cong Ye to be involved in these things. He just wanted to protect Cong Ye for the rest of his life.

"No, if something like this happens in the future, I will still take action!"

Cong Ye retorted: "I can protect the master now! How can I watch the master be wronged?"

Then why does Barbarian look so red in February?

He actually wants Er Yuehong’s life!

Cong also got angry just thinking about it.

Fortunately, the Emerald Python has completed its mission.

Otherwise, Cong Ye would definitely not be able to sleep tonight.

Er Erhong looked at him, and when she heard Cong Ye said that she wanted to protect him, she was absent-minded for a moment, and a strange feeling rose in her chest that he could not describe and had never understood before.

At this moment, the steward came to report:

"Second Master, Lord Buddha is here to visit."

By this time the theater was empty.

The excitement of the day has all dispersed.

Except for the guys from the Liyuan, only Cong Ye and Er Erhong were left.

As soon as Zhang Qishan's name came to her ears, Yue Erhong immediately looked at Cong Ye. Seeing that Cong Ye's face did not change, she said coldly: "What can Lord Buddha say?"

The manager is in a dilemma: "Buddha only said that there is something important."

After all, Zhang Qishan is the head of the Nine Sects. No matter how dissatisfied Yueerhong is, she cannot directly lose face to him.

He took a deep breath and said, "I'll go down right away."

Cong Ye guessed that Zhang Qishan's visit was related to the ghost car incident during the day, so he got up and followed Er Erhong: "I'll go with the master."

Er Erhong paused slightly, and the smile at the corner of her mouth faded.

The two of them walked slowly down the stairs to the hall.

Zhang Qishan sat on the pearwood chair, with Adjutant Zhang standing behind him.

He didn't notice Er Erhong and Cong Ye at this time, all his thoughts were focused on the ring in his hand.

His eyebrows are deep, the bridge of his nose is straight, and his lips are as thin as a knife edge. The pressure and power brought by his high position all year round give this face a breathtaking cold beauty.

"Why is Lord Buddha here?"

Er Erhong's voice made Zhang Qishan look sideways.

His eyes slid from Er Erhong to Cong Ye, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen this kid Cong Ye grow so tall.

Zhang Qishan stood up, handed the ring to him under Er Erhong's cold eyes, and asked, "Does Second Master know the origin of this ring?"

Er Erhong glanced at it, feeling slightly startled, but her expression did not reveal her emotions: "Buddha should know that I haven't touched anything underground for many years."

Zhang Qishan looked at him without saying anything. After a moment, he changed his target and asked Xiang Cong Ye: "Cong Ye, you are the disciple of the Second Master, do you know this thing?"

Cong Ye looked confused.

He really didn't know.

Er Erhong has always kept him away from these things.

The coldness in Yue Erhong's eyes was about to overflow. His voice became louder and his gaze pointed directly at Zhang Qishan:

"Lord Fo, I have never taught Cong Ye anything underground. I hope Lord Fo will not force others to do anything."

Er Erhong's attitude was obvious. This was the first time that everyone saw him so angry.

Zhang Qishan held the ring in his hand and did not retreat. Instead, he continued to persuade:

"I know that the second master has been washing his hands in the golden basin for many years, but this ring is related to the safety of the people of Changsha and is a major matter. I hope that the second master can give it another thought."

Zhang Qishan loosened his fingers and dropped the ring on the table. He cupped his fists at Er Erhong and said, "I'll take my leave now and visit the Second Master another day."

He strode towards the door. He suddenly turned back at the door with a smile on his lips: "I haven't seen you for a long time. If Cong is free, come to Zhang Mansion to play."

Cong Ye: "..."

Zhang Qishan still said this even though he knew that Er Erhong was angry at this moment. Wasn't he deliberately making trouble for Er Erhong?

Cong didn't answer.

The smile on Zhang Qishan's face widened, and his figure disappeared into the opera garden.

Er Erhong didn't speak for a long time.

Cong Ye curiously wanted to get the ring on the table, but his hand was grabbed by Er Erhong.

He looked at Er Erhong in confusion.

Er Erhong shook her head at him: "Don't touch the things in the coffin, otherwise you'll get hurt."

Cong Ye nodded obediently, but he actually knew it in his heart.

Affected by Nuwa's spiritual blood, he is invulnerable to all poisons and there is no possibility of poisoning at all.

"Master, do you know about this ring?"

Cong Ye has been getting along with Er Erhong for so many years, which is enough for him to guess Er Erhong's reaction and attitude.