Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

In the blink of an eye, the next day arrived.

Cong Ye and Jiu Ye packed up and went with Mr. Xie to meet the German arms dealer Miller.

Miller is a fat, white man with a bald head and blue eyes. We were dining together in a Western restaurant. When we were discussing matters, Cong was sorely hurt by the reflection of his head.

The cooperation was negotiated, and Miller, acting as a host, invited Cong Ye and Jiu Ye to attend a concert at the Berlin Opera House.

Cong Ye had never been to such a high-end place before, so he was inevitably curious.

Master Jiu could guess what he was thinking from his shining eyes, so he did not refuse and the four of them took a car to the Berlin Opera House.

The Berlin Opera House is located on the busiest street, full of grandeur that is incompatible with its surroundings.

The bright lights seemed to disperse Berlin's gloomy wartime atmosphere.

Stepping onto the soft red velvet carpet, war and poverty... all of these are shut out by the three-dimensional carved door.

A waiter in a tuxedo led them to their seats.

All the lights were focused on the stage, and many people were already sitting on the soft seats below.

Although Cong Ye couldn't understand or understand it, it was still very novel.

This novelty ended until he saw an acquaintance on the stage.

Cong Ye's eyes widened.

Miller obviously has a lot of knowledge about music. He looked intoxicated and lowered his voice to explain to Cong Ye:

"This is the intermezzo of Mascagni's "Cavalier Rusticana". Whenever I hear this piece, I will think of the past when I was in school. A group of us energetic young students strutted towards the fields, mountains, grasslands, Meadow...we work, fall in love, and read poetry..."

Mr. Xie acted as translator for Miller, but the characters bypassed Cong Ye’s ears and floated over his head.

In his eyes, there was only one person playing the violin standing among the musicians.

Even when he is playing, he still wears black sunglasses!

Cong Ye felt ridiculous at the same time and too coincidental at the same time.

The flying man in black doesn't look like someone who has anything to do with this kind of art!

"Who is that person?"

Cong Ye asked Mr. Xie tentatively.

Mr. Xie was not interested in these either, so he asked Miller.

Unexpectedly, Miller showed an understanding smile and said with sigh:

"He! He is a student at the Berlin University Conservatory of Music. He is blind. His family conditions are not very good. He is a work-study student! He often comes here to perform and make money."

Cong Ye: "..."

He leaned back in his chair to calm his shock.

The flying man in black is actually a student!

Not sure if it was Cong Ye's illusion, but he vaguely realized that the flying man in black on the stage seemed to have seen him too.

Cong Ye squinted his eyes, blind?

Are you kidding me?

Except for wearing a pair of sunglasses, how does the flying man in black look like a blind person?

His kung fu is better than anyone else's.

Weird.

Cong Ye could no longer listen at all, and his attention was all on the flying man in black who was pretending to play the violin.

The concert is over.

Cong Ye and Jiuye saw off Miller and Mr. Xie at the entrance of the opera house.

Although Mr. Xie always calls herself a man, she is still essentially a girl.

Cong Ye and Jiu Ye were not embarrassed to ask Mr. Xie to send them home.

Cong Ye glanced out of the corner of his eye and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the side door of the opera house.

"and many more."

Cong Ye stepped forward and shouted to stop the other party.

The flying man in black holding the violin turned around, with a playful smile on his face again.

"Little Master."

He looked at Cong Ye in front of him with a smile.

With his thin skin and tender flesh and his young age, he must be a delicate young man raised by a wealthy family.

Cong Ye: "You are really a student."

The flying man in black nodded sincerely:

"How could someone as honest as me lie to others?"

Cong Ye chuckled and crossed his arms over his chest:

"Are you short of money?"

As soon as money was mentioned, the flying man in black immediately changed his expression and approached him diligently:

"Of course! How about I come work for the young master!"

"I'm an all-round decathlete! There's nothing I can't do."

"If you are tired, I can give you a massage!"

"I'm hungry. I know both Western and Chinese food! I quietly revealed that fried rice with green pepper and shredded pork is my specialty!"

"If you encounter danger when you go out, I can still protect you!"

"Even if you are bored, I can still sing and play the piano to relieve your boredom!"

If no one stopped the flying man in black, he could keep talking.

Cong Ye sighed, this person only works in sales! It must be a gold medal sale!

"alright."

Cong also nodded.

The flying man in black paused, and his smile faded a lot: "Do you really want to hire me?"

Cong Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "I really hire you."

This person is a talented person, so Cong Ye simply decides on it first. In the future, when he graduates and returns to China, it would be good to work under him.

The flying man in black rubbed his hands: "I'm not cheap!"

Cong also took out a small yellow croaker and stuffed it into the chest pocket of the black flying man's leather jacket.

"Take the flowers, I don't have enough."

The flying man in black was stunned. Cong couldn't see his eyes, but he saw his open mouth and guessed that his eyes should be wide open now.

"Master!"

"I will be yours from now on!"

This heroic shout was earth-shattering.

It was so shocking that everyone at the door turned to look at them.

"Master, just call me Heixiazi, my real name is not nice!"

"It's mainly because my family is in decline. I feel sad when I shout it out!"

"The name Heixiazi is easy to remember and very handsome!"

"What's the young master's name?"

"I think you have such an extraordinary appearance that you must have a famous name!"

"From now on I will..."

Cong Ye quickly told him to shut up.

Talk too much.

"My name is Cong Ye, Cong of the trees, maybe."

"Cong Ye, Cong Ye... Cong Ye, your name is special! It sounds good!"

"This name sounds like it's not just an ordinary person..."

Cong Ye once again couldn't stand it and said:

"Just be quiet for a while."

"okay!"

The blind man made a zipper motion near his mouth.

Master Jiu does not interfere with Cong Ye's actions. Although Cong Ye supports Heixiazi, Heixiazi does not seem to be aggressive at all, but his vigilance against Heixiazi has not decreased at all.

"Where shall we sleep tonight?"

The blind man couldn't help it, so he approached Cong Ye and asked.

Cong Ye raised his eyes slightly and repeated: "We?"

The black blind man nodded, not feeling any problem at all:

"Yes! We! We took your money! I have to fulfill my duties! I have a very professional ethics!"

Cong Ye was silent for a moment and looked at Master Jiu.

Master Jiu nodded slightly.

In his opinion, this is also a good opportunity to test the black blind man.

"Then you follow us."

Cong also let go.

"okay!"

The black blind man followed Cong Ye, never leaving, just like a black wolf dog.