Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Xiaosu Tower stands in the center of the lotus pond.

Leaning against the green mountains, green water flows, white walls and black tiles.

The ethereal sound of opera in the distance was like a gentle wind blowing through the lotus flowers and leaves in the pond, reaching Er Erhong's ears.

He stood on the passage leading to Xiaosu Tower in the lotus pond, full of doubts.

Why is he here?

In front of him is clearly the Xiao Su Building where Cong Ye lives in the Hong Mansion.

What about Cong Ye?

Will he be among them?

Er Erhong slowly walked towards Xiao Sulou.

A light veil brushed his veil.

His fingertips pushed aside the light gauze floating in the wind, pushing aside the bead curtain that sounded as crisply as pearls falling on a jade plate, and the soft and sad sound penetrated into the pores of his body like air.

"Yingtai is sincere and has an open heart, and hopes that his wife will make her decision."

"I have a close relationship with Shan Bo, and we have had a long friendship as classmates for three years."

"If you want to make it difficult for me to talk to you in person, please ask my wife to be your support."

"The white jade pendant, shining brightly, is given to Huanlang with true love."

"..."

Er Erhong's heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

He didn't know what he was nervous about.

Even though his heartbeat was beating like a drum, he still recognized the play.

——"Butterfly Lovers".

As he approached, a figure appeared in front of him.

She had thick black hair that reached her calves. She was wearing a long jade-colored red and green brocade knurled round-neck dress. She wore a silver crystal phoenix hairpin on her head and purple pearls in her earlobes. He did not look back and continued to sing:

"After the last month, my soul is haunted by dreams and lovesickness, and I eagerly hope that Mr. Liang will meet him on a regular basis."

Er Erhong's hand involuntarily took the rose pink gauze between his arms. The gauze flowed in his hands like water, and he slowly walked in front of this person.

Pearly white and shiny cheeks, phoenix eyes that are slightly raised and beautiful, and red lips that are soft, who is it if it is not Cong Ye.

"Master," a smile appeared on his face that made Er Erhong's heart tremble, and his fingers gently slid on his palm, "Why don't you continue singing?"

In February, the red eyelashes trembled, and there was a tremor in her voice: "I sleep long and miss you, and I only wait for the red candle to illuminate my red makeup."

Cong Ye smiled and leaned on his shoulder. The two of them were very close, and the heat from his lips and tongue came to meet them, making February's red cheeks turn red.

"The water from the ancient well never wavers, and the heart of the rock never changes."

"The corals at the bottom of the sea can still be netted, but there are few lovers in the world!"

He got closer to Er Erhong.

Just when his lips were about to get close to the corners of Er Er Hong's lips, he was pushed away by Er Er Hong.

February Hongxin looked at him like water, with a deep sadness and desolation in her eyes.

"I can still distinguish between reality and fantasy!"

"A dream is just a dream after all, it can never come true."

Er Erhong looked at the face that was exactly the same as Cong Ye's and a slightly devilish look appeared on her face.

"But the joy in dreams cannot be fake..."

He exhaled like blue and stretched out his hand towards Er Erhong: "Isn't it?"

Er Erhong: "You don't understand."

A creature in an illusion, of course, cannot understand human emotions.

He loves Cong Ye, not just for his skin, nor just for the happiness of being with Cong Ye.

He loves Cong Ye, and as long as he can see Cong Ye happy, he is content.

Regardless of gender or status as master and disciple, there is an unbridgeable gap between him and Cong Ye.

What's more, Cong doesn't like men either.

Why did he need to take Cong Ye into the gutter?

"master……"

"Cong Ye", who was sitting on the ground pitifully, shouted with infinite longing.

However, Er Erhong's expression remained unchanged.

"Cong Ye" reluctantly distorted his face for a moment, and his whole person slowly collapsed in front of Er Erhong's eyes along with the illusion around him.

A narrow tomb shrouded in darkness reappeared in front of Er Erhong.

Er Erhong supported the wall and took a deep breath.

I wonder how Cong Ye is doing over there?

……

The light tore a crack in the darkness.

Cong Ye took back Gui Luoshu and ran over expectantly.

He is out!

Looking at the tomb in front of him, he couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, it has to be Gui Luoshu!

The tomb he just visited looked exactly the same, but in fact there should be many secret passages.

It gives people the illusion that they are always standing still.

"Cong Ye!"

"You're finally out!"

At this moment, a familiar voice came to Cong Ye's ears.

Qi Tiezui jumped up from the ground and walked quickly towards Cong Ye.

He kept pointing at Cong Ye with his fingers and said angrily:

"You are such a big man! You still act recklessly!"

Cong Ye looked at him strangely: "Master Ba, you came out so quickly!"

Amazing!

He was able to get out so quickly because of Gui Luoshu's guidance.

Now both Er Erhong and Zhang Qishan are still in the tomb passage, and the first one to come out is Qi Tiezui, who usually seems to know nothing.

Qi Tiezui rolled his eyes at him angrily: "Can't I come out first?"

He was always worried about Cong Ye in the tomb passage, and he had to use all his housekeeping skills to get out of the tomb passage quickly.

Fortunately, this kid came out safely, otherwise he would have to go in to find him!

"Great!"

Cong also extended his thumb towards him.

This time it was sincere.

Qi Tiezui snorted and looked unconcerned. In fact, his tail was almost raised to the sky.

The second one to come out is February Red.

The moment he saw Cong Ye, he was visibly relieved.

"Aren't you hurt?"

Er Erhong arrived at Cong Ye's side and asked with concern.

Cong Ye shook his head: "No, what about you, master?"

Er Erhong rolled her eyes: "Don't worry."

The last one to come out was Zhang Qishan.

He was even more embarrassed than Cong Ye and the other three, and he seemed to have turned into a bloody man when he came out.

Blood soaked his whole body. Due to excessive blood loss, his lips were pale, his face was purple, and he was in a miserable state.

"Buddha!"

Qi Tiezui supported him.

Er Erhong felt Zhang Qishan's pulse and looked at Cong Ye: "Skin trauma, the bleeding must be stopped first."

Qi Tiezui immediately took out the gold sore medicine to stop bleeding from his baggage. The powder fell on Zhang Qishan's wound, and he flinched.

"According to Buddha's ability, it shouldn't be!"

Qi Tiezui asked Zhang Qishan some medicine while giving him medicine.

Cong Ye also had doubts in his heart. One look at the wounds on Zhang Qishan's body showed that he had triggered some mechanism and was scratched by a flying sharp weapon.

According to Zhang Qishan's experience, it is impossible to make such a low-level mistake.

Er Erhong heard Qi Tiezui's question, her eyes deepened, and she glanced at Zhang Qishan without saying a word.

What if Zhang Qishan encountered an illusion like him?

He can resist the illusion, can Zhang Qishan?

After stopping the blood from the wound on Zhang Qishan's body, he fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

If Zhang Qishan didn't want to die, he could only stop here.

"Then let's... go back?"

Qi Tiezui looked at Cong Ye and asked tentatively.

Cong Ye was looking at the tomb in front of him at this time. This tomb was even more strange.

The walls are piled up with densely packed robber caves that are half as tall as a man. From a distance, they look like an exquisite tower.