Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Cong Ye panicked and found a blanket to wrap up Kunlun Daji, and lowered his voice to warn:

"Don't speak human words!"

Otherwise, Er Erhong's world view would collapse.

Kunlun Daji let out a cry, making it clear.

After all, she didn't want her identity as a monster to be exposed.

But she heard Cong also say that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, becoming a spirit was not allowed.

She had to cover her vest.

Cong also opened the door, revealing Er Erhong's worried face outside.

Er Erhong's eyes slowly moved from his face to his arms.

Because of the angle, he could only see a swaddle and the side face of the baby.

Er Erhong's pupils dilated and her mind went blank.

He was awakened by a baby crying.

After waking up, he found that the sound came from Cong Ye's room. He guessed many possibilities, but he did not guess this one.

"master."

Cong Ye was thinking about how to explain the extra baby in his room when he heard Er Erhong's trembling question.

"Where did this child...come from?"

Er Erhong grabbed Cong Ye's wrist and looked at him intently, waiting for his answer.

His lips turned white, and chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind.

Cong would never steal other people's children. It was the good days in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and no family would choose to abandon their children today.

Then this child could only be Cong Ye...his own.

Who gave birth to him?

Is the child's mother one of the old friends Cong Ye went to have dinner with at night?

"I……"

Cong Ye gritted his teeth and said, "I picked it up."

He knew that no one would believe it, but other than this explanation, how else could he explain it?

It can't be him, right?

Compared to this answer, he still prefers to use what he picked up as a prevarication.

Er Erhong didn't know whether to believe it or not. He looked into Cong Ye's eyes, his eyelashes trembled, but still drooped down, his face looked a little pale:

"Picked up..."

His voice was as light as a feather.

Cong Ye nodded and held back two words: "Picked it up."

Er Erhong smiled palely: "I believe you."

But he didn't dare to look at the child in Cong Ye's arms.

"Then...are you going to raise the child?"

Er Erhong lowered her eyes and asked, staring at Cong Ye's purse with curled edges and frayed skin.

Cong Ye nodded: "I picked them all up, let's keep them."

Otherwise, he would be thrown into the street by Kunlun Daji?

Kunlun Daji in her arms sensed the danger and immediately burst into tears.

"Where did the baby come from..."

Cong also booked a suite.

Qi Tiezui, who came out of another room, stiffened into a stone sculpture.

He stared blankly at Cong Ye and the baby in Cong Ye's arms, and swallowed.

"You...you gave birth to a baby?"

Cong Ye: "...picked it up."

Qi Tiezui pursed his lips: "Picked it up on the street?"

Disbelief was written all over his face.

Cong Ye: "Yes."

Qi Tiezui blinked and said, "That's okay too. The mother just left the child with you and left?"

Cong Ye's face was full of doubts. He didn't understand what Qi Tiezuizi was talking about, so he repeated: "I picked it up."

Qi Tiezui nodded perfunctorily and muttered: "Sure enough, men tend to become bad when they go out. We haven't seen each other for so many years, so I asked myself how could there be no movement..."

When he turned around, a figure suddenly hit his eyes.

"Buddha!"

"You scared me!"

Qi Tiezui patted his chest and gasped for air.

Zhang Qishan's eyes fell on Cong Ye and the baby in his arms, his expression dark and unclear.

Cong Ye really wanted to throw Kunlun Daji out of the window, but this cat demon did him terrible harm!

He glanced down at the weak and helpless Kunlun Daji, and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​being cruel to her.

"Since we picked it up, let's keep it."

Er Erhong's smile was as light as water.

He looked closer and caught a pair of green eyes.

Er Erhong looked up in shock: "Is this child's mother a foreigner?"

Cong Ye closed his eyes and continued to nod: "Yes!"

Er Erhong gently touched Kunlun Daji's cheek: "The child looks quite like you."

Cong Ye was horrified: "Where does it look like?"

Kunlun Daji closed her eyes with guilt at this time.

The best-looking human being she had ever come across was Cong Ye. When she transformed, she put some thought into transforming towards Cong Ye's appearance.

She felt a hard slap on her butt.

Kunlun Daji's mouth suddenly dropped, and tears began to well up in her eyes.

Seeing the similar faces of the child and Cong Ye, Er Erhong's heart became clear.

"Give me the baby."

Seeing Cong Ye holding the child stiffly, Er Erhong gently took it over.

In any case, this is Cong Ye's child. Even if the facial features are only five points similar, it is enough to make Er Erhong's heart soften.

Qi Tiezui also came over. He gently lifted the blanket wrapped around Kunlun Daji and said to Cong Ye:

"It's a girl! She looks weird!"

As the second master said, he has similar facial features to Cong Ye.

Qi Tiezui felt a little uncomfortable, but thinking about the child's mother leaving on his own initiative, he felt a little more comfortable.

It's better than having to rely on Cong Ye with the child.

"Choose a name!"

Qi Tiezui glanced at Cong Ye.

This misunderstanding is destined to be washed away even if I jump into the Yellow River.

"Just call her Kunlun."

The little kitten demon nestled in Er Erhong's arms was very satisfied with this name.

Qi Tiezui raised his eyebrows: "A girl named Kunlun?"

Cong Ye nodded: "Isn't Kunlun good?"

The place where the Kunlun Immortal lives is naturally a good name, but it sounds more like a boy.

Qi Tiezui sighed: "Kunlun, just Kunlun! Who told you to be the child's father?"

Cong Ye: "...don't talk nonsense, at most I can be considered her adoptive father."

Kunlun raised his fist in dissatisfaction.

No!

After all, she has been practicing for thousands of years!

She's old enough to be Cong Ye's grandmother!

Cong Ye smiled ferociously and pressed down her little fist: "Forget it! Let her call her daddy from now on!"

Listening to it can also bring out the bad breath in his heart!

From beginning to end, Zhang Qishan never came over to take a look at the child.

He glanced lightly at the child in Er Erhong's arms, sat on the sofa and read the newspaper, as if nothing happened.