Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Cong Ye's appearance was reflected in the bronze mirror. He looked at the small red mole between his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. It was not yet clear why the red mole appeared, but it must be related to Nuwa's spiritual blood.

Cong also returned to the bedside, squatted next to Er Erhong, and looked at him: "Master, don't worry, it's just a small mole."

The worry in Er Erhong's eyes did not dissipate. He stretched out his fingers and pressed the small mole between Cong Ye's eyebrows.

Cong Ye paused and looked at him in surprise: "Master?"

The deep doubt in her voice made Er Erhong retract her finger.

"It seems that Master Jiu's medical skills are indeed very good, and the effect of deer live grass is also good. I see that the master's health is much better."

Cong also planned to bury this matter in his heart.

Blame it all on the deer live grass.

Er Erhong and Cong Ye looked at each other for a brief moment. He lowered his eyes slightly and nodded:

"Well, I didn't expect that deer live grass would take effect so quickly."

Cong Ye felt relieved and explained with a smile: "After all, it is a medicinal material worth thousands of gold."

"Thank you for your hard work these days."

Er Erhong looked at Cong Ye's smiling face, and the affection in her heart was like a strong wind whistling wantonly in the wilderness.

But there was nothing on his face, he knew that he was still Cong Ye's master.

There was a sudden chill on February Red's wrist.

He lowered his head and slipped a rosary on his wrist.

This is the rosary that Cong Ye wears. Er Yuehong sees that he carries it close to him, so she treasures it very much.

Cong Ye held Er Erhong's hand and helped Er Erhong tidy up the golden spikes hanging on her ideal beads.

"Master, this rosary will protect you."

Cong Ye is invulnerable to all poisons, and the rosary beads on him are far less effective than they are on Er Yuehong.

He didn't want what happened this time to happen again.

Giving rosary beads to February Red is the safest way.

According to the rules of the chat group, half a drop of Nuwa's spiritual blood cleaned up the toxins in Yuehong. His body was also filled with the scent of Nuwa's spiritual blood, and the rosary beads could still work on him.

Er Erhong's fingertips lightly traced across the rosary. When she raised her eyes, there was a whole spring of joy hidden in her eyes: "Given it to me?"

Cong Ye nodded: "Yes, give it to master!"

The defensive line that Yue Hong had finally put up in her heart was once again shattered.

……

Er Erhong recovered. Regardless of whether the deer live grass was useful or not, Jiu Ye, Zhang Qishan and Qi Tiezui all helped him one after another.

Cong Ye and Er Erhong planned to visit in person to express their gratitude.

Master Jiu's house was the closest to the Hong Mansion, so Cong Ye and Er Yuehong went to understand the Mansion first.

Jiefu study room.

Master Jiu was sitting in the study, and the crisp sound of the abacus tapping was intermittent.

Unable to concentrate, he simply gave up.

Leaning on the wooden chair, Master Jiu frowned in confusion.

According to the news from the Hong Mansion, Er Erhong recovered from a serious illness caused by Deershuo Cao.

but……

It doesn't make sense at all.

The deer live grass obviously has no effect on Er Ye's poison, but will accelerate the spread of the poison.

However, the news from Hongfu cannot be false.

Master Jiu raised his eyebrows, unable to think clearly.

"Master Ninth, Second Master is here."

At this moment, the servant's announcement came from outside the study door.

Master Jiu recalled the way Cong Ye left in a hurry that day, thoughts flashed in his eyes. He stood up, straightened his suit, and walked out the door.

He also wanted to see if the second master had recovered?

Stepping into the front hall, Master Jiu heard the voices of Cong Ye and Er Erhong.

He took a closer look and saw that Er Erhong, who was sitting on the pear blossom chair, was wearing a robe embroidered with green smoke and purple bamboo, with a circle of white fox fur sewn around her neck and cuffs. She had a rosy complexion, healthy red lips, and clear pupils. It was dark and bright, and the whole person seemed to be reborn.

Master Jiu was shocked, but there was an inexplicable chill on his back.

The scene in front of me is really too weird.

"Ninth Master."

Cong Ye stepped forward and cupped his fists towards Master Jiu, and handed the thank you gift he prepared to the boy behind Master Jiu.

It was a small suitcase, and I didn't know what was in it. The boy almost fell down.

With a flushed face, he placed the small suitcase on the ground and looked at Master Jiu in embarrassment.

It was natural to open the thank-you gift in front of the guests. Master Jiu raised his chin towards him: "Find someone to help you."

"Yes."

The boy quickly went to find a helper, and the two of them worked together to lift the small suitcase down.

"It's just a little effort. The second master is really too polite."

Master Jiu sat next to Master Er and looked at him intently.

Er Erhong let him look at her with a light smile: "Thanks to Master Jiu this time."

Master Jiu shook his head and stretched out his hand tentatively: "Second Master came to visit, and he just asked me to take his pulse to see how he is recovering."

Er Erhong didn't move, he looked at Cong Ye.

Cong Ye paused and smiled at Er Erhong, with no trace of gloom in his eyes: "Master, let Master Jiu take a look, and I'll be relieved."

Er Erhong stretched out her hand.

Master Jiu's fingertips stopped on his pulse, and his heart was already filled with turmoil.

How can it be?

Not only did the second master's body recover, but the ailments he had suffered for the past 20 years were also cleared away.

Deer live grass has no such effect at all.

But there is no other explanation except deer live grass!

"I'm recovering well. The second master is indeed a man of great fortune and is destined to live a long life."

No matter how shocked he was, Mr. Jie Jiu's face was calm and there was no abnormality at all.

Er Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace: "I would like to borrow Jiu Ye's good words."

Jie Jiuye glanced at Cong Ye behind Er Erhong, and his eyes were attracted by the bright red mole.

Just now, I was focused on Er Erhong, but I didn't even notice that there was a small red mole between Cong Ye's eyebrows.

"A red mole on the forehead is a beauty mark."

Mr. Jie Jiuye teased slightly, "It's just that Cong Ye, your beauty mark was born a little late."

Cong Ye pursed his lips and smiled, with confusion in his eyes, and opened his mouth: "I don't know what happened, but a mole appeared inexplicably."

In fact, Cong also asked about the mole between the eyebrows, and Nuwa's mother told him that it was the embodiment of spiritual blood.

Er Erhong found another topic to divert Master Jiu from discussing Cong Ye's mole.

After sitting in Jie Mansion for an hour, Cong Ye and Er Erhong resigned.

Jie Jiuye went to the door to see them off. After thinking about it, he still mentioned it to Cong Ye.

"When you went to the Crescent Hotel in Peking, Fairy Lady came to see me."

Cong also stopped.

He knew that Master Jie Jiu said this at this time, which proved that the next words must be related to him.

Mr. Jie Jiuye continued: "Xiangu was worried that you would not have enough funds for the auction in Peiping, so she specially brought the small treasury she saved here, hoping to help you."

Hearing this, Er Erhong glanced at Cong Ye beside her.

Cong Ye: "Cong Ye is very grateful to the fairy lady for her kindness. I won't bother her anymore."

Who is Jie Jiuye?

The people of Jiumen are fine.

He naturally heard the tactful rejection in Cong Ye's voice.

He nodded understandingly: "I will reply to her for you."

"Thank you, Master Jiu."

Master Jiu stood at the door of Jie Mansion, watching the master and apprentice talking intimately, and getting into Hong Mansion's car together. He couldn't recover for a long time.

Zi Buyu has strange powers and chaos, but what happened to Er Erhong is too strange.

"Ninth Master."

The boy who left earlier came over with a blank expression on his face.

Jie Jiuye glanced at him, "What's wrong?"

The boy's face was still full of shock: "The gifts from the second master are all gold."

Master Xie Jiu paused and his eyes darkened a bit: "It seems that Master Eight is right."

The boy didn't know why.