Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Chen Pi was sitting on a stool, his upper body naked, and criss-crossing whip wounds were distributed on his chest and back.

Feeling Cong Ye's fingers coated with cold ointment sliding on his back, he moved uncomfortably.

"A nail in your ass?"

Cong Ye’s unceremonious words rang out.

Chen Pi's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The effect of these words was remarkable, and he sat motionless like a statue.

Cong Ye glanced at the back of Chen Pi's head and really wanted to slap it down hard.

Use Chen Pi's head as a rubber ball for a while.

Chen Pi's mouth felt as if someone had welded it shut with an iron sheet.

He didn't say a word when he was injured. If Cong didn't have a keen sense of smell and smelled the smell of blood, he wouldn't have been able to find the scars all over his body.

This was really the first time Cong Ye had seen such a stubborn cow.

"I killed Peng Sanbian."

Cong Ye began to squat in front of Chen Pi and apply medicine on his chest when he suddenly heard Chen Pi's voice.

Cong Ye paused and raised his head: "Do you want me to praise you?"

Say it twice.

Chen Pi: "..."

He was really furious.

He stopped talking.

Cong Ye looked at his stubborn side face, and the 11-year-old Chen Pi suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

There really is no change at all.

Cong Ye shook his head and sighed in his heart.

He inexplicably sensed the meaning of Chen Pi's words just now.

Peng Sanbian injured Chen Pi, but Chen Pi killed Peng Sanbian.

Chen Pi means that he is more powerful than Peng Sanbian.

He is competitive and has a sharp tongue. Except when he kills people, he is really like a child.

"Don't expose the wound to cold water. Take good care of it these days and don't exert too much force."

Cong Ye stood up, wiped the ointment on his hand with the wet cotton cloth on the table, and warned him carefully.

Chen Pi has been very strong since he was a child, and he has endless energy.

Chen Pi sat on the stool and said nothing.

Cong Ye stared at the top of his dark hair and pursed his lips.

It must be because Chen Pi did something that he was grateful for today, which made Chen Pi behave well in his eyes.

Cong also needs an action to break his current filter of Chen Pi.

So, he solemnly extended his sinful hand towards Chen Pi.

He inserted his fingers into Chen Pi's hair and rubbed it hard for a while.

Chen Pi's hair is short and hard, and feels like a hedgehog.

Cong Ye's hands were a little red.

Okay, Cong Ye took back his hand with satisfaction, ready to face the ferocious look on Chen Pi's face when he was furious.

He has never touched Chen Pi's head, but he is a man.

He knows the nature of men.

For example - don't let anyone touch your head until you die.

Minutes passed by.

What Cong Ye expected did not happen.

He blinked, suspecting that Chen Pi was possessed by someone today.

"Ahem, you have a good rest."

Cong Ye, who had done something wrong, left Chen Pi's room in a hurry.

It wasn't until the door closed that Chen Pi, who had been unresponsive like a wooden man, raised his head.

His face was flushed, and Cong Ye's sudden closeness frightened him, and he even forgot to dodge.

In Chen Pi's 21 years of life, no one had ever been so close to him.

The corpses in the tomb were closer to him than the people to him.

He pounded the table, his face getting redder and redder, like the red lanterns hung on the eaves during the New Year.

……

The train passed through the long tunnel, and the dark compartment suddenly became brighter.

As the train went north, the evergreen trees were gradually covered with snow.

Cong also saw enough of the snowy scenery that could not be seen in Changsha City on the train.

Thousands of miles of ice outside the window, and Cong Ye seemed to be able to feel the cold air coming towards his face through a glass window.

However, it was as warm as spring inside the train compartment.

Cong also made people book the best box.

Spacious and comfortable, warm and clean.

Er Erhong sat back on the soft bed and looked out the window, but there was always Cong Ye's figure in her peripheral vision.

This expensive box is like a small mobile room.

Sofas, beds, tables, chairs and benches are all available.

Qi Tiezui ordered a cup of hot tea and kept sighing:

"I can't believe that Chen Pi, who usually looks silent, can't lie about his feelings for the second master!"

Qi Tiezui looked at Er Erhong: "Second Master, you have gained two good disciples!"

Er Yue Hong smiled with a smile on her lips and nodded gently.

Qi Tiezui was restless, so he ran to stand next to Cong Ye and looked at the snowy scene outside the window with him.

He couldn't bear his temper. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly felt bored and his eyes fell on the box Cong Ye placed in the corner.

"Cong Ye, what on earth did you put in it?"

He was curious.

Cong Ye carried this box and never took advantage of others.

However, he didn't open it again along the way, and he felt like a kitten scratching his head, itching in his heart.

"Something useful."

Cong Ye glanced over the box.

Since it is an auction, money is essential.

That chest is full of gold.

No one can mention it except Cong Ye.

So he wasn't worried at all.

"Lord Buddha, I really need your help when we arrive in Peiping."

Cong Ye turned around, and his malicious eyes fell on Zhang Qishan, who was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee.

Zhang Qishan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Tell me about it."

Cong Ye pushed the invitation in front of him: "This invitation is from Peng Sanbian. It's up to you to play Peng Sanbian."

Cong also got the latest news from the people at Chunshan Hall before boarding the train.

Peng Sanbian went to the Crescent Hotel in Peking not only to participate in the auction, but also for a more important purpose to win the beauty back.

Boss Yin of Peking Crescent Hotel intends to marry Peng Sanbian and will marry his only daughter Yin Xinyue to Peng Sanbian.

There was no way he could bear the kindness of this beauty, so he had to give it to Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan is 27 years old, one year older than his master.

It is also time for older men and young people to consider life-long matters.

Zhang Qishan was a little strange, but it was not a big deal, and there was no need for him to shirk it. He nodded and put the invitation away: "Okay."

Er Erhong's current body is not suitable for running around. Cong also plans to go to Peiping to find an inn to settle down Er Er Hong. Qi Tiezui will accompany Er Er Hong as he and Zhang Qishan go to the Crescent Hotel.

Er Erhong wanted to go with Cong Ye, but she couldn't resist Cong Ye, so she had to agree.

Qi Tiezui patted his chest: "Second Master, leave it to me. Don't worry, Cong Ye!"

He patted Cong Ye on the shoulder: "Second Master and I are waiting for your good news."