Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Zhang Qishan's footsteps stopped silently.

He also wanted to know Cong Ye's answer.

Next to him was Er Erhong, who also did not move forward.

The two of them stopped in unison.

Certain emotions that only they know are slowly fermenting in their hearts.

Cong Ye thought for a while and decided not to tell the lieutenant about his crush on Zhang Qishan.

He couldn't guarantee whether Qi Tiezui, a big mouth, would go out and talk nonsense to avoid hurting the adjutant's little heart.

"It's okay, just ask casually."

Cong also fooled him casually.

Qi Tiezui was no longer willing to give in, and the mission kept asking for a real explanation:

"I don't believe you're just asking casually, just say it! Why on earth did you ask that suddenly?"

Cong Ye was shaken by his shoulders, sighed helplessly, and said perfunctorily: "I'm just asking about things between men."

Qi Tiezui let go of his hand and looked at him in surprise.

The strange look in his eyes made Cong Ye feel nervous.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Cong Ye moved quietly, further away from Qi Tiezui.

Qi Tiezui narrowed his eyes and followed him again. The distance that Cong Ye had opened was filled by him again.

"You ask, could it be you..."

He kept getting closer to Cong Ye, and Cong Ye kept stretching his neck back: "What's wrong with me?"

"You like men?"

Qi Tiezui came to his conclusion.

"..."

Blood spurting people ah!

Cong Ye stood up as fast as lightning and raised three fingers: "I, Cong Ye, swear to God, I am definitely not a gay!"

Saying he likes men is the biggest insult to a straight man.

Qi Tiezui was stunned for a moment by his huge reaction.

Gay?

He chewed on these two words and combined with the context, he guessed that it meant that a man likes a man.

He forced down the inexplicable sourness in his heart and asked sincerely:

"If you don't like it, just don't like it! Why are you reacting so strongly?"

It was as if he had been pricked and was eager to refute.

"..."

Cong Ye blinked dullly.

right!

Why is he so excited?

Cong Ye sat on his small bench again, chewing goose meat:

"I was just afraid that you would misunderstand, so I reacted violently!"

Qi Tiezui nodded, not sure whether he believed it or not.

The conversation between Cong Ye and Qi Tiezui fell to the ground.

Neither of them picked it up.

I deliberately wanted to let this topic go.

Cong Ye looked around with big eyes, and suddenly caught sight of two figures not far behind him.

"master!"

Cong Ye snatched the roast goose from Qi Tiezui's hand again and ran towards Er Erhong.

Qi Tiezui looked at his empty hands, curled his mouth downwards, and looked in the direction of Er Erhong, his eyes so sore that they almost turned red.

"Master, eat roast goose!"

Cong Ye glanced at Zhang Qishan next to Er Yuehong and expressed his kindness:

"Buddha, do you want to try it too?"

Zhang Qishan's eyes were fixed on his face for a long time, and he shook his head: "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

Cong Ye also thought about it. Zhang Qishan's physical strength was so strong that he wouldn't notice he was hungry even if he didn't eat for a whole day, let alone not eating at all.

Cong Ye then looked at Er Erhong.

I don't know if it was Cong Ye's illusion, or if the light here was too dim, which made Er Erhong's face look pale.

The smile on his lips seemed to be forced, "I'm not hungry either, you eat."

When Er Erhong's gaze touched Cong Ye's eyes, she moved away like an electric shock and landed on the peony pattern on the corner of Cong Ye's clothes.

Just looking at him made his eyes feel sore and he felt guilty. Cong Ye's eyes were like a mirror, reflecting the ugly thoughts in his heart.

Er Erhong hurriedly walked towards the direction of the old man.

Cong Ye stood there, frowning in confusion.

Master, what's the matter?

On second thought.

Er Erhong may not have gotten over the news of the death of the ancestor of the Hong family, and this explanation comforted Cong Ye very well.

Cong also returned to sit on his small bench.

Qi Tiezui ignored him.

Cong Ye poked his shoulder, Qi Tiezui patted the place touched by Cong Ye as if dusting off dust, and then moved one meter to the side.

Cong Ye: "..."

What is this doing?

Staged "You ignored me just now, but now I am beyond your reach"?

Is this a drama?

Cong also gave up trying to hook up with Qi Tiezui and finished a whole roast goose by himself.

The emperor and the sky are above, as evidenced by the thick soil.

This is something they don’t want to eat, and they definitely don’t eat it alone.

After eating, it’s time to start thinking about sleeping.

There is only the miner's iron frame bed to rest here.

You can't help but pay attention to it.

He carefully picked the one that looked the cleanest. Although it was dusty, it made Cong Ye feel more at ease than the unknown liquid.

When Qi Tiezui turned his head back, Cong Ye's shadow was still there.

Qi Tiezui glanced around and caught Cong Ye sleeping soundly on the shop floor. He suddenly became so angry that he almost fell down.

He stomped the floor until it shook and chose a shop farthest away from Cong Ye.

The moment he lay down and closed his eyes, Qi Tiezui swore that he would never take the initiative to talk to Cong Ye. He wanted to make Cong Ye realize that Qi Tiezui was not someone to be trifled with!

Zhang Qishan couldn't sleep, so he got up and kept vigil.

He patted the soldier's shoulder lightly and signaled the soldier to go to sleep and he would keep watch.

Although the soldiers were worried that he would be injured, they still went to bed because of the military orders.

Looking at the fire burning in the center of the room, Zhang Qishan couldn't help but think of Cong Ye's words not long ago.

Until now, he had not deliberately thought about why he stopped and waited for Cong Ye's answer, and why he couldn't suppress the depression and anger in his heart the moment Cong Ye's words fell.

Why?

It is not Zhang Qishan's style to bother others.

But now he was disturbed by this sentence and couldn't sleep!

Zhang Qishan stood up and walked towards the shop where Cong Ye slept.

He wanted to see what was weird about Cong Ye that could affect him so much!

Cong also slept soundly, probably because he was tired during the day.

He put his coat under his body, and it was obvious that he disliked the shop very much.

Zhang Qishan's eyes slowly slid along his fluffy and dry hair to his eye sockets.

The red mole between his eyebrows pierced Zhang Qishan's pupils like a needle, causing the depths of his pupils to sway with a rich red from then on.

Zhang Qishan's breathing suddenly became heavier, and he took a few steps back involuntarily.

His heart was beating violently because of the terrible thoughts that came to his mind.

What is he doing?

Zhang Qishan lost his composure and returned to sit in front of the fire in embarrassment. His eyes were fixed on the dancing flames, as if he was deliberately ignoring something.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes watched all this silently.

A silent sigh escaped from February Hong's lips.

The dense sourness overwhelmed him once again.