Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Four years passed in a flash.

The People's Liberation Army was unstoppable, and the wind of liberation spread across the entire land of China.

In mid-September 1949, an invitation came from Peiping to Changsha.

Cong Ye, who received the invitation, was accompanying Er Erhong to bask in the sun at Hong Mansion.

The war is over, and everything is in ruins.

Liyuan's business has improved, but Er Erhong is ready to retire.

The opera troupe in the Liyuan is composed of people who have been carefully selected and trained by Ergyuehong. Even without the living sign of Ergyuehong, the Liyuan is still overcrowded.

After experiencing half of her life, Er Erhong is more willing to leave her time to Cong Ye.

Kunlun Daji kept saying that she wanted to transform, but in fact, after four years, she was still in the form of a kitten.

Er Erhong glanced at the kitten nestled in Cong Ye's arms and hid the doubts in her eyes.

Cats generally have a lifespan of 12 to 15 years, and no more than 20 years at most, but Kunlun Daji has been in their home for more than 25 years, and she doesn't look old at all.

Er Erhong was used to blurring some strange things that happened to Cong Ye, just like he knew that Cong Ye was different. Even if he didn't know what was different, he would definitely not ask when Cong didn't take the initiative to ask.

"Master, let's leave for Peiping in two days!"

Cong Ye touched the smooth and shiny hair on Kunlun Daji's body and turned his head to look at Er Erhong beside him.

Er Erhong didn't ask, didn't think about it, just nodded.

He was always like this and never raised any questions about Cong Ye.

No matter what Cong Ye asked him to do, he was willing to do it.

Cong was also a child who grew up with such extreme preference, so he habitually looked like a child when facing February Red, which had nothing to do with his age.

"Master, don't you ask us what we are doing?"

Cong Ye said.

Er Erhong always had a smile on her face and asked like she was coaxing a child: "Then what are we going to do?"

"..."

Cong Ye sighed in his heart. He felt that he really couldn't find anyone more tolerant of him than Er Erhong.

"Let's go to the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China and have some fun in Peiping."

Cong was also a little excited, "I haven't traveled far away with my master yet."

It is such a meaningful thing to travel with people close to you and witness the birth of New China together.

Cong Ye is just a person.

No matter how much he said he was a second-generation god, in his heart he always recognized that he was just a human being.

Since you are a human being, you will feel happy and happy because of a small thing.

Not to mention such a big event as the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China.

Er Erhong's eyes drifted away for a moment, then quickly returned to Cong Ye. He nodded: "Well, I'll go get someone to prepare things."

"I'll get someone to book tickets!"

Cong Ye jumped up and overturned Kunlun Daji in his arms. Kunlun Daji was a cat demon after all, and landed nimbly. Looking at Cong Ye, he quietly rolled his eyes.

Don’t take the cat’s life seriously!

Cong Ye and the February Red Soldiers split into two groups and quickly completed the preparations.

At night, Cong also opened a chat group.

[Cong Ye]: "I will broadcast live to everyone in a few days! {laughing}{laughing}"

[Dragon tendons, please look for me, Nezha]: "Why are you so happy about a good thing?"

[Cong Ye]: “We’ll know when the time comes.”

[Tianzun Mother angrily points at ten male models]: "It's so mysterious, I'm really curious."

Tianzun Old Mother is in a panic every day. If there is something at hand, the gods below have taken care of it. At this point, she really feels a little overwhelmed.

Kidding!

Mother Tianzun went to connect with Emperor Mai Donghua with a smile.

the next day.

Cong Ye and Er Erhong went to Changsha Railway Station.

Kunlun Daji stood on Cong Ye's shoulders, majestic.

Cong also thought of a word, called dog relying on human power, but for the sake of the harmonious relationship between humans and cats, he decided not to tell Kunlun Daji.

This time, Daji was clamoring to go to Peking.

"That was the founding ceremony of the country! I don't know how many blessings there will be! Maybe I can transform!"

She entangled Cong Ye helplessly, and Cong Ye also wanted to help her, so he simply brought her with him.

She is now considered a non-staff member of the Red Mansion.

"coincidence."

The sound of steady footsteps came.

Cong Ye and Er Erhong looked back at the same time. Zhang Qishan and his adjutant, dressed in military uniforms, were walking from the platform.

Cong Ye squinted his eyes, and as soon as his mind changed, he immediately understood that Zhang Qishan was also going to Peiping.

How could Zhang Qishan miss such a grand event as the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China?

"To Peking?"

Cong Ye still asked.

Zhang Qishan raised his eyebrows and affirmed: "Go to Peiping, you kid is so heartless. You go to Peiping by yourself, and you don't even know to inform me so that we can join forces."

Cong Ye crossed his arms over his chest and smiled: "Do you still need someone to help you, Lord Zhang?"

Zhang Qishan is similar in age to Er Erhong, and more than ten years of war have inevitably changed his face.

Although he is still handsome, he still cannot regain his former high-spirited appearance.

"I don't need anyone else to partner with me, but I really need you to partner with me."

After experiencing Qianfan, Zhang Qishan no longer had any scruples, and he just blurted out what he wanted when he spoke.

When he said this, he looked at Cong Ye with a smile.

The adjutant raised his eyes slightly, looked at the Buddha in front of him, and pursed his lips.

February Red, on the other hand, has no fluctuations.

He and Zhang Qishan are both in their forties, and their moods will not change just because of one or two words from the other party.

What's more, Er Erhong curled her lips, and he was now certain that he occupied a very important position in Cong Ye's heart.

This is the proud gesture of a winner.

"Father..."

Cong Ye said with a smile.

Before Zhang Qishan could finish listening, Qi Tiezui's voice came to his ears:

"Cong Ye!"

"Buddha!"

"Second Master!"

"Hahahaha!"

"I am coming!"

"I didn't expect it!"

Qi Tiezui jumped on Cong Ye's back.

One hand pressed on Kunlun Daji's paw.

Kunlun Daji bared her teeth, followed Qi Tiezui's arm, and climbed onto his head.

Qi Tiezui: "Huh?"

This is not the first time he has seen Kunlun Daji.

Knowing that this was the second master's favorite cat, he froze and did not move, fearing that Kunlun Daji would drop it.

Cong Ye's attention was successfully diverted by Qi Tiezui: "Master Ba, you didn't stay in Changsha to look after the house?"

Heixiazi was left in Changsha by Cong Ye to watch the Hong Mansion. Heixiazi was not interested in Peiping anyway.

"No! I want to go to Peking with you!"

Qi Tiezui is not much younger than Buddha, but his heart is like that of a child who has not grown up.

Sometimes Cong also feels that Qi Baye is less manly than him.

Is it a boy who kills a man?

Cong Ye nodded: "Okay, then let's get together and make some fun for Buddha."

There was teasing in his tone.

Zhang Qishan knew that Cong was also responding to his previous words, and he curled his lips, not feeling disappointed in his heart.

In the past, he felt that it was only fair to let Cong Ye pretend to be him. After experiencing the war, Zhang Qishan's mood has changed a lot.

It's not bad to live like this, at least Cong is by his side.