Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

[I am your father Fuxi]: "What is your dear son doing?"

Cong Ye's mouth twitched when he saw the private message from Fuxi's father.

He is already eighteen, not the eight he once was.

Cong Ye looked around at the barren mountains and mountains. Zhang Qishan and Qi Tiezui were sitting next to him.

What is he doing?

After thinking for a while, Cong also gave an answer.

[Cong Ye]: "Dad, I'm lost."

[I am your father Fuxi]: "..."

This string of ellipses is very meaningful.

[Cong Ye]: "Dad, what are you doing?"

[I am your father Fuxi]: "Dad is fishing! Your mother Nuwa is making humans. She is in a bad mood today. I guess the quality of this batch of children is not very good. {Worry} {Worry}”

Cong Ye: "..."

He's already starting to pity his fucking new creation.

[I am your father Fuxi]: "That's wrong!"

[I am your father Fuxi]: "Son, didn't I give you the Guiluo Book? How could you get lost with the Guiluo Book?"

Cong also blinked and patted his head.

Yes!

Why did he forget Gui Luoshu?

This is an artifact that can tell the direction of everything in the world.

[Cong Ye]: "I love you daddy! {Kiss}"

[I am your father Fuxi]: "Hey, daddy loves you too. {Shy}"

Cong Ye paused for a moment. If he took out the Gui Luo Book at this time, would it look weird?

Cong Ye quickly stood up, and Zhang Qishan and Qi Tiezui looked at him at the same time.

"Cong Ye, what do you want to do?"

Qi Tiezui looked confused.

He was hungry and tired, and wished he could sit for a while longer.

Why did Cong stand up?

Cong Ye coughed twice and lied without blushing: "I'm going to make it easier."

"Oh~"

Qi Tiezui showed an ambiguous smile and waved: "Go! Go!"

Zhang Qishan glanced at him and warned: "Don't go too far, in case you encounter any danger."

He felt a little uneasy, but it seemed a little weird to follow Cong Ye.

Cong Ye nodded: "Don't worry."

He walked into the grass, and the tall dead grass completely engulfed his figure.

Cong Ye looked around and after confirming that no one was around, he took out the Guiluo Book from [My Collection].

Ever since Father Fuxi gave it to him, Guiluoshu had been put aside in [My Collection] and had no use.

Before seeing Gui Luoshu, Cong Ye had imagined that the artifact, even if it wasn't majestic, was still radiant.

As a result, when Gui Luoshu fell into his palm, his fantasy was completely shattered.

The Guiluoshu is a small, yellowed and worn-out parchment scroll.

On it are drawn patterns about the changes in the space of heaven and earth.

Taking black dots and white dots as basic elements, several different combinations are formed in a certain way, and are arranged into a matrix pattern as a whole.

When everything has energy, it has form, when it has form, it has quality, when it has quality, it has number, and when it has number, it has image.

The patterns are cleverly combined and integrated into one.

It looked extremely ordinary, but his eyes fell on the pattern.

In front of me, it seems that a vast world where time and space are integrated and where all things are generated, evolved and operated is being constructed.

Cong Ye held the Gui Luo book and discovered a problem.

——He doesn’t know how to use it.

[Cong Ye]: "Dad, how do you use this Gui Luoshu?"

After waiting for a while, the chat page vibrated.

[I am your father Fuxi]: "It's very simple. The counterpoints in this picture are all ten, one nine plus ten, three seven plus ten, two eight plus ten, four six plus ten, the total number is forty, all are negative numbers. And If the imperial number is five, then the vertical and horizontal crosses up and down are all fifteen, and the total number is 45, all of which are yang numbers..."

This is a voice, very long, as if there is no end.

Cong Ye's mind flashed through different numbers and unintelligible words.

After a while.

He fell into a long silence.

Do gods also need to learn mathematics?

[Cong Ye]: "Dad, I..."

As a second-generation immortal, he was really embarrassed to say it. He couldn't understand this cruel fact.

[I am your father Fuxi]: "You don't understand, do you?"

Cong Ye looked horrified.

Can his father still read his mind?

[I am your father Fuxi]: "Hey, your father and I have been studying it for more than 3000 years. You are not a fraction of my father's age, so it is normal for you not to understand."

Cong also breathed a sigh of relief.

From this point of view, his IQ should be no problem.

A new doubt came to his mind.

Since his father knew that he didn't understand, why did he still say it?

[I am your father Fuxi]: "Your father, I have mastered such a powerful calculation. If I don't tell you about it and show it off, my father will feel really uncomfortable."

"..."

This is the truth.

His father's happiness was based on destroying his self-confidence.

[I am your father Fuxi]: "Don't worry, I have made a simple way for you. This Guiluo book has my magical power. You only need to think about the destination silently in your heart, and my magical power will calculate it for you." Follow the rules and get accurate directions.”

[Cong Ye]: "Thank you dad, a child with a dad is a treasure!"

[I am your father Fuxi]: "Hahahaha, dad loves you the most!"

[Cong Ye]: "Yeah, I love daddy the most!"

Cong also coaxed his elderly father and said sorry to his mother Nuwa in his heart.

He still loves Nuwa’s mother the most!

Cong also folded the Guiluoshu and stuffed it into the purse on his waist.

He pushed aside the dead grass blocking the road and walked towards where Qi Tiezui and Zhang Qishan were.

When Qi Tiezui saw him coming, he couldn't help but wonder: "Cong Ye, are you constipated? Why have you been gone for so long?"

Cong Ye quickly straightened the corners of his raised mouth, and stared at Qi Tiezui with his bright black pupils.

If you can't speak, don't speak.

Muffled laughter came from beside him.

Cong Ye looked down, and the corners of Zhang Qishan's mouth, who was sitting on the ground, raised, his deep facial features suddenly brightened, and his whole person revealed a gangster aura.

"You're constipated."

Cong also glanced at him: "The adjutant hasn't come back yet?"

Qi Tiezui nodded and sighed: "The adjutant's physical strength is quite good!"

Cong Ye was stunned. He had been thinking about Zhang Qishan's weirdness, but he actually ignored Zhang Rishan?

These two people are of the same race, and their physical strength and skills are different from ordinary people.

Reconnecting with what Zhang Qishan once said, Zuo Qianzhi helped the Japanese capture the Zhang family for experiments.

What's weird about this home?

What secrets do the Zhang family have?

"what happened?"

Zhang Qishan noticed Cong Ye's daze and asked aloud.

Cong Ye shook his head and took a deep look at Zhang Qishan: "Nothing, let the adjutant come back."

Qi Tiezui stood up and asked doubtfully: "The adjutant is back, how are we going to find the way?"

Zhang Qishan also looked at Cong Ye.

Cong Ye opened his small purse and took out Gui Luoshu.

"I can find a way."

Qi Tiezui's eyes were suddenly attracted by Gui Luoshu:

"This... what is this?"

Weird.

Qi Tiezui touched his head.

This thing looked very familiar to him, but there seemed to be a veil hiding the name of this thing in his mind.