Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

"Why is this green flower..."

Qi Tiezui's eyes widened, he pointed at Tanaka Ryoko who was green and white on the wall, and he covered his mouth tightly.

He rolled his eyes, walked heavily to Cong Ye, and patted his shoulder:

"Cong Ye, I'm sorry, the situation was critical just now, no one noticed that they were still down there."

Qi Tiezui knew nothing.

Even now I haven't reacted.

He thought Cong Ye moved stones to block the entrance of the cave to prevent moths from flying out.

I didn't even think about the fact that Cong was deliberately blocked by the Japanese.

After all, he didn't know that Tanaka Ryoko and his party were Japanese.

Cong Ye glanced directly at Qi Tiezui and lowered his head seriously: "Don't worry, I will express my condolences."

This sounded strange, but Qi Tiezui didn't think much about it. He sighed and lamented that life passed away as easily as water.

But that's what their business is like.

No one knows which tomb they will die in one day.

Zhang Qishan smiled without leaving a trace and reminded the soldiers behind him:

"You have also seen the danger of these moths. Please be careful not to touch the wire mesh."

The soldiers nodded solemnly.

Cong Ye and his group continued to move forward.

Zhang Qishan asked him: "When did the Japanese find you?"

Cong also avoided the wire mesh hanging down from the rock wall and said casually: "A month ago."

Zhang Qishan clicked his tongue and couldn't help but want to pinch the back of his neck with his hands to punish the rebellious child in front of him who was not obedient at all.

"Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?"

According to Zhang Qishan's attitude towards the Japanese, Tanaka Ryoko and his party were destined to be dealt with by Zhang Qishan before they could finish speaking.

Zhang Qishan has a special status. As a defense officer in Changsha, every move he makes represents the government. He dealt with the Japanese in a majestic manner. Isn't this a ready target for the Japanese?

"Didn't I tell you to deal with them differently?"

Cong also avoided Zhang Qishan’s questions.

Zhang Qishan was speechless. When these words were spoken by others, Zhang Qishan would inevitably feel a little unhappy, but Cong also said it, and he felt inexplicably funny and cute in his heart.

"I know you are powerful, but you still have to tell me in the future. I can still cooperate with you, right?"

Zhang Qishan's attitude softened, and these words did not seem to come from his mouth.

The soldiers who were as alert as cats involuntarily glanced at Cong Ye.

"Pay attention to your surroundings."

The adjutant's cold voice sounded in the ears of the soldiers.

The eyes of the soldiers immediately dispersed and turned away from Cong Ye.

"Uh-huh."

Cong Ye nodded perfunctorily, not sure whether he listened or not.

Zhang Qishan shook his head helplessly.

I passed through the hole covered with wire mesh without any danger, and my eyes suddenly opened up, and the heat wave rising in the air hit my face.

Cong Ye wiped the sweat on his forehead.

It was like they had stepped into a cage of fire for an instant.

The temperature is rising, and the air is filled with inexplicable sparks.

On the ground are black mycelium spreading out.

It looks like it is as densely planted on the ground as human hair, making it difficult for people to find a place to stay.

Er Erhong squatted down and carefully looked at the hyphae in front of her.

"This is hair fungus, a special plant," Er Erhong recognized the black hair-like plant and reminded everyone: "Don't touch it, the hair fungus will not attack."

Everyone nodded.

Cong Ye was amazed, there were really all kinds of weird things in this tomb.

What surprised him even more was that Er Erhong could recognize them all.

Along the walls on both sides, there is a gap where the fungus has not grown.

Everyone clung to the wall, one after another, cautiously walking towards the end of the tomb passage.

It got hotter and hotter as they walked, and Cong felt that they were getting closer and closer to the heat source.

I don’t know how long I walked, but a dazzling red appeared in front of Cong Ye’s eyes.

He froze on the spot, a sea of ​​fire reflected in his pupils.

Why does magma appear here?

too weird.

There is an old-looking suspension bridge between the open spaces on both sides of the bank.

The churning magma splashes out a drop of high-temperature solution from time to time, corroding the rock wall into a deep pit.

"Come on."

Cong Ye and his group gradually approached the suspension bridge, and Fa Zhi seemed to sense something and became more and more restless.

Like the exploding hair of a hedgehog, the black hair undulates like tentacles probing around.

"Ah!"

When Cong Ye stepped onto the swaying suspension bridge, a scream suddenly came from behind.

Cong Ye turned around and saw that the cheeks of the soldiers at the rear were tightly wrapped in germs.

The soldier kept scratching the hair fungus on his face, but the hair fungus did not move at all, and even burrowed into his ear holes.

"Cong Ye!"

Er Erhong stretched out her hand, but only brushed the corner of his clothes.

Cong couldn't help but watch innocent people die.

"do not go!"

Zhang Qishan grabbed Cong Ye's wrist forcefully and dragged him to the other side of the suspension bridge.

He looked serious, and that compelling coldness appeared in his eyes again:

"If you go now, it will only increase casualties!"

Those were his soldiers, and of course he felt uncomfortable looking at them, but passing this time was not a wise decision.

Cong Ye turned his wrist and gently pushed Zhang Qishan's chest with his palm. Zhang Qishan took a few steps back, but he still couldn't hold him back.

Cong Ye resolutely set foot on the shore full of fungus again.

The cuffs of his sleeves moved, and a yellow talisman was clamped on the fingertips hidden in the sleeves.

"Blue dragon and white tiger, there are many teams fighting."

"Suzaku Xuanwu, my true guard."

"Urgent as a law."

The yellow talisman was pressed on the soldier's forehead by Cong Ye.

The moment the curse fell from his lips.

The spell suddenly turned into ashes and disappeared.

At the same time, the fungi seemed to be ignited by an unknown fire and connected instantly.

Together with the germs on the ground, they fell into a deep sleep again.

The soldier was unconscious, still waving his hands and yelling nonsense.

Cong Ye held down his head that was moving around: "Calm down!"

The soldier seemed to be froze by this sound, his distracted eyes slowly focused, and the fear receded from his eyes. His face was pale and his muscles were shaking.

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out, tears welling up in his eyes.

The luck of surviving the disaster suddenly filled his body.

Cong also patted his shoulder: "Let's go."

The soldier nodded his head, as if taking Cong Ye's words as the only instruction for action.

After rescuing the person, Cong Ye himself breathed a sigh of relief.

On weekdays, he distributes red envelopes in the group, grabs red envelopes, competes for luck, and redeems live broadcast links. He has accumulated a lot of things in his collection.

Among them was the talisman just used - the Purification Charm.

All evils dare not invade, and all demons dare not harm. This is the effect of the purification spell.

When I was handing out red envelopes in the group, almost all of Lingbao Tianzun’s red envelopes were for skills in drawing talismans.

After Cong Ye obtained the skill, he drew one when he had nothing to do. Over time, he accumulated a lot of spells, which came in handy this time.