Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

After three long hours on the mountain road, the car finally stopped.

Cong Ye was helped out of the car by Master Jiu and Heixiazi, and he looked up at the village in front of him.

The whole village was soaked in dusk, like an ancient clay pot.

On the wooden bridge at the end of the village stood farmers in twos and threes wearing straw hats and carrying hoes.

Smoke rose from the roofs of every house.

The sky above the entire village was filled with layers of smoke like clouds.

Farmers planting spring crops stood in the fields, and a few people in military uniforms came out of the tile-roofed houses.

Everyone looked in Cong Ye's direction.

Cong was also distracted for a moment.

It was like a yellowed scroll slowly unfolding before his eyes.

He blinked and suppressed the fluctuation in his heart.

"Yetz is back!"

"Ye tx!"

A loud call came from somewhere.

The whole picture suddenly became vivid.

There were many people standing and running toward Ye Z.

Their eyes fell on Cong Ye cautiously and full of curiosity.

The people who grew up on the loess soil have skin color that is black and yellow, almost like the earth, bright and brilliant eyes, and a simple blush on their faces.

Cong Ye has white skin and tender flesh, and falling among this group of people is like a white steamed bun falling into a wowotou.

Suddenly grabbed everyone's attention.

In order to maintain order, Yetz yelled and pushed the people surrounding him away:

"Don't squeeze! What are you talking about!"

It can be seen that Ye tz is still very authoritative. Everyone stood up straight and distanced themselves from Cong Ye and the others.

Seeing this, Ye Tzu amplified his voice and began to introduce to everyone:

"This is the little comrade who donated supplies to us! His name is Cong Ye!"

"This is the first time someone comes to our place. Please be polite! Don't scare them!"

Everyone looked at Cong Ye with bright eyes.

"So young!"

"So handsome!"

"very handsome!"

"I still have a little daughter at home who is not married yet!"

"Fuck you! Your little daughter is tall and thick. She can do a job that three men can't do by herself!"

"What do you mean?"

"..."

Yetz waved his hands at them sadly:

"Go back! Do you want to eat tonight?"

When it came to eating, the people who gathered around to watch the excitement were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

"Oops! Why did you forget that the pot at my house is still burning!"

"Me too!"

"Go back! Go back!"

"..."

A group of people come and go in a hurry.

Seeing Ye Zhi's movements so quickly, he was speechless.

"Cong Ye! Don't mind! No one has any bad intentions, they just like you!"

Ye tz turned around and explained to Cong Ye.

These people are like that, they are uneducated and can't say anything nice. Their enthusiastic attitude is the only proof that they like Cong Ye.

Cong also smiled. The military-civilian friendship here was as close as a family, which made people feel warm when they saw it.

"Uncle Ye, you're welcome, of course I won't mind."

Ye Zi grinned: "Okay! Then I'll take you to see Zhuxi!"

Ye Zi led the way, stepping on the steps made of stone slabs, and they walked towards an ordinary small tile-roofed house.

The small tile-roofed house faces west, and at dusk the whole small house is filled with the afterglow of the setting sun.

The warm golden sunshine and old loess mixed together filled the whole house.

A figure stood at the door, facing the sunset.

He held on to the door frame with the kindness of an elder on his face.

The eyes that fell on Cong Ye were like looking at a child asking for candy.

Cong Ye felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"zhuxi."

Ye Zi took a step forward.

Zhuxi stepped out of the threshold and held Cong Ye's hands with a pair of rough hands.

His palms were warm, like the sun, and had the power as thick as yellow earth.

Cong also felt countless thick calluses on the palms of his hands.

"There are talented people in the country!"

Zhuxi shook Cong Ye's hand heavily.

Cong Ye smiled: "You are exaggerating."

Zhuxi laughed and said, "Don't be modest! Young people must admit their excellence openly!"

Cong also laughed and said politely: "Okay! Then I am indeed a little bit good!"

Zhuxi was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud with joy. He patted Cong Ye on the shoulder, led Cong Ye into the room and sat down.

"Look, this is the statistical number of armaments."

Cong also unfolded the paper in his purse and handed it to the person sitting in front of him.

Zhuxi's serious eyes swept over it, and he was suddenly shocked and his breathing became heavy.

"[-] bq, [-] kbq and krsbq, [-] tyjq, [-] tiger tk..."

When Cong Ye finished speaking, the whole room fell into a dead silence.

Ye Zi was breathing heavily, his eyes were bulging, and he was too shocked to speak.

Zhuxi stretched out his hand and carefully picked up the thin paper on the table. His hands were as heavy as if they were lifting lead weights.

What he had been lacking for many years appeared in front of him like a drop from the sky at this moment. Even though he was used to seeing strong winds and waves, he could not keep calm.

"The national crisis is approaching. On the ship returning to China, I saw many patriotic students putting their life and death at risk just for the motherland to survive this disaster."

Smiling faces appeared in Cong Ye's mind. He sighed and continued:

"The ambition of the Japanese invaders is obvious. I am a humble person and cannot rush to the battlefield like Zhuxi and Uncle Ye. This is all I can do."

Cong also thought of something and added:

"Not only armaments, I also purchased a large amount of medicine for transportation. I hope it can be helpful."

Zhuxi's hands trembled slightly, and a layer of transparent mist hit his eyes:

"You have been of great help..."

He raised his head and held Cong Ye's hand heavily, his eyes red.

Too many compatriots died before his eyes.

Too much is too much.

I don’t know how many compatriots’ lives Cong Ye has saved with all this he has brought.

"It would be nice to be able to help."

A relieved smile appeared on Cong Ye's face, and he looked at the afterglow of the sunset outside the house:

"When the war officially starts, countless people will be displaced. I have another plan..."

He said to Zhuxi seriously.

"I hope to build a shelter in the northwest to shelter all disaster victims, and I will bear all the expenses."

In this arduous war, not only the frontline soldiers died, but also countless innocent people were slaughtered.

It’s not that the military doesn’t want to save people, it’s just that it can’t and cannot save them.

It was an arduous task to both resist the Japanese invasion and transport the people.

China has a huge population, and it is an almost impossible task to protect the safety of every citizen.

Ke Cong also wanted to try.