Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

The old man was delirious and couldn't ask anything.

Just as Cong Ye and the others were about to give up questioning, they heard a familiar libretto from his mouth.

"The left hand holds the bow, the right nocks the arrow..."

The old man sang the scene "Mu Guiying breaks the Tianmen Formation".

Er Erhong was startled and held the old man's shoulders uncontrollably:

"How did you sing this part?"

"Who taught you?"

The old man only sang but said nothing.

Cong also looked at Er Erhong, "Master, continue singing and see his reaction!"

Er Erhong nodded and opened her voice tentatively:

"Hold the bow with your left hand, nock an arrow with your right, and shoot straight into the air..."

The soft and delicate opera echoed in the tomb.

The old man's whole body suddenly trembled, his ears twitched, and he grabbed Er Erhong's hand tightly.

Before Er Erhong could speak, the old man seemed to have fallen into some kind of hysteria. He pushed Er Erhong away and ran towards the darkness.

Although he is blind, he is extremely familiar with the roads in the mine.

He disappeared in front of Cong Ye and the others in the blink of an eye.

The adjutant who planned to chase was stopped by Zhang Qishan.

"There's no need to chase him. You can't catch him."

The adjutant nodded.

Er Erhong gathered her emotions, stood up and said, "Let's keep moving forward."

"We can always find him again by walking in the direction the old man left just now."

Cong Ye said, with comfort in his eyes.

This mine is closely related to the ancestors of the Hong family, and February Hong inevitably has mixed emotions.

The group of people walked in the direction where the old man ran away just now.

The fire was rekindled.

A closed tomb slowly appeared in front of them.

"There is no way!"

Qi Tiezui ran forward, circled around, and ran over to talk to Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan looked around and finally focused on Cong Ye.

He didn't say anything, but Cong also somehow knew what he meant.

Cong Ye carefully observed the closed tomb.

This is an artificially carved space, with some stones and shovels and other tools piled in the corner.

His eyes slowly stopped in front of a stone tablet.

The stone tablet was covered with a thick layer of dust, and Cong moved the stone tablet away without hesitation. A hole that only allowed one person to crawl through appeared in front of him.

Cong Ye was in a good mood, as if he had discovered a treasure.

He patted the dust on his hands and looked at Er Erhong, his eyes as bright as if there was a piece of amber hidden in them.

Er Erhong smiled, with praise in her eyes.

Zhang Qishan stood between the two people, pressed his aching back molar, and looked away indifferently.

After a moment, he stared at Cong Ye again.

He was the one who taught Cong Ye, but Cong Ye only remembered February Red?

Zhang Qishan felt that there would be no such ungrateful bastard like Cong Ye in the world.

"I remember everything you said last time."

Cong Ye went to see Zhang Qishan again.

His face shines brightly even in the dark tomb, and his face is shrouded in the brightness of the sun, making people's mood brighter.

Ok.

Zhang Qishan sighed.

Even Cong is an asshole and the cutest asshole in the world.

He really doesn't understand, how come there are people in the world who please him so much?

Zhang Qishan was stunned for a moment.

Cong went straight into the hole.

Seeing Cong Ye's figure disappear into the dark cave entrance, Zhang Qishan's heart beat uneasily.

He quickly squatted down and followed behind Cong Ye.

Unexpectedly, his shoulder immediately bumped into someone.

Zhang Qishan turned his head and his eyes met Er Erhong.

Seeing Cong Ye running in, the two of them were anxious, and for a moment they even ignored the existence of the people around them.

"Ouch! Lord Buddha, Second Lord, you two, don't block the way!"

Qi Tiezui didn't know where he got the courage to push aside Er Erhong and Zhang Qishan, and quickly got into the cave entrance, muttering incessantly:

"Cong Ye! You kid! Wait for me! You have no experience at all! How dare you run around in the tomb!"

The adjutant glanced at Master Fo and Second Master, nodded respectfully, and then squeezed through them.

Zhang Qishan and Er Erhong looked at each other after coming back to their senses.

Zhang Qishan stood up straight and stretched out his hand: "Second Master, please go first."

Er Erhong didn't refuse him: "Thank you."

Zhang Qishan: "..."

He was the last to get into the hole.

The soldiers were left by him to guard the entrance of the cave in case something unexpected happened.

After getting in through the hole, there is another world in front of you.

Although the inside of the cave was darker than the tomb outside, it was still clear in Cong Ye's sight.

This is clearly a huge workers' dormitory.

Iron-frame beds with bunk beds were placed against the wall, and a wooden table was placed in the open space in the middle.

Some papers were scattered on the floor.

Cong also squatted down and picked it up, only to see dense Japanese characters and strange patterns on it.

"Cong Ye!"

"Where are you?"

Cong also heard Qi Tiezui's voice.

He turned around and saw Qi Tiezui groping forward in the darkness.

"Eighth Lord."

Cong Ye shouted and walked in his direction.

Qi Tiezui relaxed and was still chattering.

"I don't know where you got such courage!"

"This place is so dark, you dare to break in!"

Qi Tiezui rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.

Strangely enough, just now I was only thinking about Cong Ye's safety, but I didn't feel scared at all.

Now that I have found Cong Ye, I am starting to feel scared.

"The adjutant has also come in."

Cong Ye walked up to Qi Tiezui and was immediately wrapped around Qi Tiezui like an octopus.

"I can't see anything, don't leave me!"

Qi Tiezui's head turned around, his round eyes moving uneasily.

The adjutant stopped on the other side of Cong Ye.

He had good eyesight and was brave and careful. He quickly found things in the dark.

"There's a generator here."

He patted the machine under his hand and began to turn the handle: "This generator is a bit old, but it can still be used."

He speeded up his hand, and almost as soon as Zhang Qishan and Er Erhong got in one after another, the darkness was immediately dispersed to the corner by the light.

Under the light, everything is invisible.

Cong Ye caught a glimpse of the old man huddled in the corner of the iron frame bed.

"master!"

Cong Ye immediately signaled to Er Erhong.

The old man hugged his knees quietly, with his messy and dirty hair hanging down. His mood was much more stable, and he was no longer as crazy as before.

"Old man..."

Er Erhong slowly approached, her voice slowed down with a soothing softness.

The old man heard the movement and moved his head, seeming to sense the direction of Er Erhong.

"Old man, how did you know how to sing this play?"

Er Erhong stopped one meter away from the iron frame bed. He was worried that if he got too close, he would scare the old man away again.

The paper Cong Ye held caught Zhang Qishan's attention.

He took two steps closer, glanced roughly, and gave a sharp look.

He had been kidnapped by the Japanese, so of course he knew Japanese.

Cong also noticed his change and asked, "What's written on this paper?"