Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

"Why is Lord Buddha here?"

Cong Ye asked casually. Before Zhang Qishan could answer, he frowned and complained: "Fifth Master, you can't cheat!"

Wu Wuye pursed his lips: "I didn't!"

Cong Ye: "..."

Zhang Qishan sat down next to Cong Ye and said slowly:

"I plan to start my third trip to the grave as soon as possible."

In the tomb under the mine, they had failed the first two times. This time, no matter what, Zhang Qishan wanted to thoroughly find out the secret.

Cong Ye was moved in his heart, dropped the mahjong in hand, and looked sideways at Zhang Qishan:

"When?"

Wu Wuye was not interested in what they said. He urged: "Cong Ye, it's your turn to play your cards."

Cong Ye: "Wait a minute!"

Wu Wuye clicked his tongue, stretched out on the chair and looked at Zhang Qishan and Cong Ye.

Master Jiu and Master San also stopped.

The matter of the mine tombs caused quite a stir in Changsha a while ago.

The third master has stopped going to the grave in person for a long time now, and his family has accumulated a lot of assets. He has left these matters to others.

What's more, since Zhang Qishan was kind to him, he would naturally not harm Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan tapped the wall of the cup, glanced at Cong Ye who was looking at him intently from the corner of his eye, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

He put down the tea cup with a calm expression, deliberately trying to tease him:

"Are you going too this time?"

Cong Ye: "Of course!"

Zhang Qishan frowned slightly: "But what the second master means is..."

Cong Ye interrupted him: "I'll go talk to the master."

Zhang Qishan's brows relaxed: "Don't worry, I have already persuaded the second master and agreed to let you follow."

Cong Ye stared at Zhang Qishan suspiciously: "Can you persuade my master?"

Zhang Qishan: "..."

It has to be said that Cong is indeed unusually sharp at certain times.

But of course he couldn't let Cong Ye ask Er Erhong.

"Second Master is not an unreasonable person."

Zhang Qishan smiled.

Cong Ye nodded: "That's right..."

He asked: "So when will you go to the grave?"

Zhang Qishan looked at him: "When do you want it?"

Cong Ye: "I think now."

Zhang Qishan: "Farewell."

Cong Ye: "..."

He grabbed Zhang Qishan's wrist: "Just kidding, Lord Buddha, don't do it in front of me, the sooner the better!"

Zhang Qishan snorted softly: "You do know how to call me."

Wu Wuye's eyes moved back and forth between Cong Ye and Zhang Qishan, teasing:

"The only person in Changsha City who can control the Buddha is Cong Ye!"

Hearing this, Master Jiu raised his head subtly, and his eyes fell on Zhang Qishan, capturing the changes in Zhang Qishan's expression.

Seeing something familiar in Zhang Qishan's eyes, Master Jiu was startled, and the hand holding the tea cup trembled.

I hope he overthinks it...

The day of burial was set for three days.

Cong also spent these three days in excitement.

When he arrived at the appointed place on horseback, he fell into confusion looking at the extra tangerine peel in front of him.

"Why are you here?"

Cong Ye looked at Chen Pi with doubts in his eyes.

Chen Pi sneered: "You can be here, but I can't?"

Cong Ye: "I'm not that domineering."

He touched his chin and glanced at Zhang Qishan and Er Erhong.

This time Zhang Qishan did not bring any soldiers around him.

"The adjutant didn't come?"

Cong didn't see any familiar figure either.

The adjutant never leaves Zhang Qishan's side.

"Changsha City still needs him to be in charge."

Zhang Qishan and his adjutant must leave one person behind to guard Changsha City.

Especially during this special period.

Cong Ye nodded and felt a heavy weight on his arm. He turned around and saw Qi Tiezui pulling his arm.

"Cong Ye, you didn't even take me with you when you traveled to Germany!"

"I'm so sad!"

"You and Master Jiu are not going with me!"

No one knows the purpose of Cong Ye and Jiu Ye going to Berlin.

Qi Tiezui thought to himself that these two people had abandoned him, who was helpless, and flew away to live happily in Germany.

"Master Ba, you really look like a piece of brown candy now."

Cong Ye sighed helplessly.

Qi Tiezui's face changed, and he was as angry as a puffer fish: "You are the noodle!"

With his peripheral vision, he caught sight of the blind man behind Cong Ye, and he frowned in confusion: "Cong Ye, where did you find this person?"

Why does he look so familiar?

Cong Ye: "The snitch on the streets of Berlin, Germany."

The black blind man cried out: "I am obviously a hero saving the beauty!"

Why did he become a street thief?

Cong didn't bother to argue with him.

Arguing with a black blind man is fruitless.

Cong Ye has now deeply realized this.

The black blind man was half a head taller than Qi Tiezui. He patted Qi Tiezui on the shoulder and spoke like an elder Qi Tiezui:

"Child, I think you are very familiar!"

Qi Tiezui frowned like a caterpillar: "May I ask Gui Geng?"

The black blind man pretended to be mysterious and smiled without saying a word.

Cong also came over: "27."

Qi Tiezui almost jumped out of anger at this number:

"You fake foreign devil! How dare you take advantage of me!"

The black blind man held his forehead and looked at Qi Tiezui as if he were an idiot:

"I just saw it wrong! According to my brain, we should have nothing to do with each other."

Qi Tiezui's eyes widened: "Of course it doesn't matter! What's wrong? You still want to get in touch with me? Don't even think about it! When I get back, I'll draw a charm to curse you!"

Cong Ye listened silently to Qi Tiezui's words and asked him seriously: "Master Ba, do you know why you always fail to draw talismans?"

Qi Tiezui is indeed not good at drawing talismans, and his talent is not that specific. Thinking of Cong Ye's method of drawing talisman, he looked curious: "Why?"

Cong also pointed to his heart: "Because of your heart."

Qi Tiezui: "..."

He didn't know if his heart was dirty, but his lungs were probably going to explode.

"Did you just scold me?"

Qi Tiezui walked up to Cong Ye and confronted him.

Cong Ye answered him while walking in the direction of the robbery cave: "Master Ba, how can you miss me so much? I didn't wrong you by what I just said!"

Qi Tiezui: "..."

He stamped his feet vigorously to vent his anger.

"Cong Ye, you are not as cute as you were when you were a kid!"

Cong Ye was walking in front. When he heard this, he turned back to look at him. The brilliance in his eyes was flowing, and he was so handsome:

"Master Ba, I have stopped being cute a long time ago. I should be handsome."

Qi Tiezui was dazzled by his smile just now. When he came back to his senses, half of his face turned red, feeling ashamed and angry: "Cong Ye!"

Zhang Qishan and the others happily watched Qi Tiezui's jokes.

Er Erhong smiled helplessly and looked at Cong Ye: "Stop teasing him."

Cong Ye smiled brightly: "I'm not the one teasing Master Ba, it's Master Ba who came up to play with me."

Zhang Qishan was in front of him. When he heard this, he turned his head slightly and said with a smile: "Among the nine sects, who can compete with your mouth?"

Both Zhang Qishan and Chen Pi were helpless against Cong Ye's mouth.

What's more, Qi Tiezui, who usually doesn't look very clever.

"That's because everyone let me."

Cong is not a little kid who doesn’t understand anything.

He still understands the appropriateness.

"Everyone is happy to let you go."

Er Erhong and Zhang Qishan said in unison.

After saying that, the two people's eyes met and they looked away lightly.