Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Cong also handed over the traces of Peng Sanbian to the people of Chunshan Hall as a task.

It takes a thousand days to keep an army, and a moment to use it.

Although Cong Ye never treated them like soldiers, the people of Chunshan Hall took this task very seriously.

For them, lying in a warm bed and eating hot food has nothing to do, and they are always uneasy.

After hearing the tasks Cong Ye gave them, even Hongwen and the other three breathed a sigh of relief.

The people in Chunshan Hall were all beggars and street children. They didn't have much to offer, and they were only good at blending in with the crowd to get information.

In just one day, people from Chunshan Hall were spread out at various stations along the train line from Shanxi to Beiping, and soon the news that Cong Ye needed was passed on.

Peng Sanbian has already set off, and the train he is taking will arrive at Changsha Station in three days.

Three days later, at 35:10 noon, the train stopped at Changsha Station, leaving Cong Ye with only [-] minutes to act.

First, the people from Chunshan Hall led Peng Sanbian off the train, and then Cong Ye took the opportunity to take action.

He was bound to get the invitation from Peking Crescent Hotel.

It’s freezing cold in Changsha in early winter.

The unpleasant smell of Chinese medicine filled the kitchen and was dispersed by the cold wind.

Cong Ye fanned the open flame under the medicine jar, opened the lid and took a look.

The thick black concoction was boiling, with small bubbles popping up. The heat was almost done.

He lifted the medicine jar, filtered out the medicine residue, and poured the soup into a porcelain bowl.

Holding the Chinese medicine, he walked towards Er Erhong's room.

From a distance, he heard Qi Tiezui's whirring sound coming from the Red Room in February.

He went in with the medicine, and Er Erhong's eyes immediately shifted to him.

Er Erhong leaned against the bed with a soft cushion behind her.

There was a warm, smokeless charcoal fire burning in the room, making it very warm.

Cong also left a small gap in the door and window to prevent the air in the room from being blocked.

"Master, it's time to drink medicine."

Everyone knows that Cong Ye invited Master Jiu to the Hong Mansion.

People in the Nine Sects also knew the inside story about Er Erhong's poisoning.

As the head of the Nine Sects, it was normal for Zhang Qishan to bring Qi Tiezui over for a visit.

Er Erhong was poisoned, and the matter of going to the tomb was delayed.

Zhang Qishan sat on the sandalwood chair and watched Cong Ye sitting beside Er Erhong's bed, carefully feeding Er Erhong medicine from a porcelain bowl, with a pile of candied fruits on the dinner plate.

He looked away and said in a serious voice:

"Beiping Crescent Hotel and our group, I'll go with you."

Cong also put down the empty medicine bowl and stuffed the candied fruit into Er Erhong's mouth.

When he was a child, Er Erhong would feed him candied fruits. When he grew up, he was worried that Er Erhong would find the medicine bitter, so he fed Er Erhong candied fruits. He didn't think there was any problem, and he didn't realize the intimacy of this action.

Er Yue's red lips looked at him with curved corners, and the candied fruit in her mouth filled her heart with sweetness.

Zhang Qishan spoke out at this time, attracting the eyes of both Er Erhong and Cong Ye to him.

Er Erhong, who had always disliked Zhang Qishan, did not stop her at this time. She was a stranger in Peiping, and with Zhang Qishan here, she could help somewhat.

He didn't want Cong Ye to be too tired.

Cong Ye shook his head and refused: "You are a Changsha defense officer. You cannot leave Changsha easily."

Zhang Qishan looked at him: "I really can't leave Changsha easily, but the second master's matter is a big deal. I will let the adjutant take care of Changsha. Nothing will happen."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhang Qishan knew that his attitude had relaxed, so he continued to add:

"If you are unfamiliar with the place in Peiping, one more person will give you more strength."

"Second Master's body is the most important, isn't it?"

His words completely dispelled Cong Ye's worries.

It would be okay if it was his own business, but it was about Er Erhong's life, so he naturally hoped for an extra layer of protection.

"Thank you Buddha."

Cong Ye turned around, the seriousness in his eyes that Zhang Qishan had never seen before.

His gaze flickered on Cong Ye's face for a brief moment, he lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes, and took a sip of tea: "You're too polite."

He was so polite that he felt a needle prick in his heart.

Qi Tiezui stood in front of Er Erhong's bed. He scratched his head and said:

"I'll go with you too!"

Cong Ye handed the medicine bowl to the little maid beside him. The little maid took the medicine bowl and left. He raised his head and looked at Qi Tiezui doubtfully.

Qi Tiezui had always wanted to get away from such troublesome matters, and it was rare for him to take the initiative to make such a request.

Qi Tiezui felt guilty when Cong Ye saw him, so he looked away and hummed softly:

"My martial arts skills are indeed not as good as yours, but when it comes to traveling in the world, you still have to ask me for advice."

Qi Tiezui wanted to help, but he was awkward and refused to speak openly.

Cong Ye knew it well: "Thank you very much."

His voice was soft and firm, and his eyes no longer had the usual lazy smile, but instead had a soft and serious look.

Qi Tiezui and Cong were used to playing pranks on each other on weekdays. Seeing his gentle attitude, Qi Tiezui's face was stained with shame and he waved his hand:

"Oops! Oops! I still have something to do with my handicap! I'm leaving first!"

He left in a hurry, as if someone was chasing him.

Zhang Qishan glanced at the bright and dark sky outside the window and stood up: "I'm bothering the second master today."

Er Erhong shook her head towards him, her gaze reminded Zhang Qishan of the quiet river in winter.

At this moment, Zhang Qishan sincerely hoped that Er Erhong would survive this disaster.

"Thank you Lord Buddha for your help."

Zhang Qishan didn't expect to hear these words from Er Erhong one day. Er Erhong had always been extremely defensive towards him, always feeling that he would lead Cong Ye into trouble.

These words made Zhang Qishan smile, with a bold and hearty smile:

"You don't have to be polite, Second Master. Don't guard me like I'm guarding a thief in the future."

After saying this, he walked towards the door and disappeared from sight.

A smile also appeared in Er Er's red eyes.

The rift between the old nine men was resolved at this moment.

Cong Ye saw that Er Erhong was happy and couldn't help but smile.

Er Erhong gets sleepy easily after being poisoned. Cong Ye saw that his eyelids kept fighting and helped him lie down.

"Master, take a rest."

Er Erhong looked at him in confusion, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

After Er Erhong's breathing stabilized, Cong also left the room.

In the yard, he asked the little maid at home: "Where is the tangerine peel?"

The little maid shook her head: "I don't know, I haven't seen the second master since his accident."

Cong Ye frowned. The issue of Er Erhong had not been resolved yet, and he didn't want another incident to happen to Chen Pi.

He took a car to Tongtai Pier.

This is his first time to Tongtai Pier. The pier is even colder in winter and there are fewer ships coming and going.

A plank road paved with wood spreads along the river bank, and several workers were squatting by the river chatting.

"Hey! Wait! You can't go inside!"

The chatting workers' sharp eyes caught Cong Ye walking towards the inside of the dock with his peripheral vision, and he quickly ran forward to stop him.

Cong Ye looked at the worker blocking him, "I'm looking for tangerine peel."

The worker was stunned for a second and looked Cong Ye up and down: "Looking for Captain Chen?"

In fact, he was just a small worker on the dock. He couldn't figure out the identity of the person in front of him and didn't know what to do.

"what happened?"

At this time, a figure came out from inside the dock and stood at the door.

"Brother Quan, this man is looking for Captain Chen!"

The worker immediately stepped forward with a hint of flattery in his expression.

The man called Brother Quan seemed to have a high status around Chen Pi. He looked Cong Ye up and down carefully, his eyes stopped on something hanging on Cong Ye's waist, and his cold expression suddenly changed:

"Cong...Master Cong?"