Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

The little lama understands Chinese and speaks it quite well.

Cong did not expect to encounter such a surprise. He knelt down in front of the little lama and said, "Where did Kham fall? Tell me, and I will give you peaches."

When the little lama heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and his saliva was about to flow out.

"Kangbaluo is a village behind the snow-capped mountains. Few people live there, but there are masters who go to the temple there to repair broken things."

The little lama told everything he knew, "I heard that that place is terrible, don't go there!"

Cong Ye took out a peach like a magic trick and handed it to the little lama, and asked: "Then do you know where the repair master lives?"

Maybe let the tinkerer lead the way.

Cong Ye thought to himself.

The little lama nodded: "I know! I will lead you!"

He got the peach, but was reluctant to eat it. He held it in his arms and happily ran away with Cong Ye.

Cong also followed him and walked for several miles until he finally saw a simple wooden house.

The little lama knocked on the wooden door and jumped in.

Cong also saw clearly the person lying on the wooden chair in the dim light.

His face was covered with stubble, his eyes fell on Cong Ye indifferently, and the room was filled with the smell of alcohol.

Cong couldn't understand what the little lama said to him in Tibetan, but he saw the man frown.

The man yelled at Cong Ye in a rough voice: "Don't go!"

He can also speak Chinese.

In Linzhicong, I met not many people who could speak Chinese. When I arrived in a small county like Medog, I met people who could speak Chinese one after another.

Cong Ye glanced at the empty wine bottle on his table and tried to say: "I have good wine in exchange."

After he finished speaking, the man in front of him changed his expression.

The man was a little embarrassed and looked a little fierce: "Why are you going to Kangbalu?"

"Find someone."

"Who are you looking for?"

"A very important person."

The man asked again: "How good is your wine? And how much is it?"

Cong Ye smiled and said: "I will definitely not disappoint you. As for the quantity, it depends on the results of my trip to Kangbalu."

The man frowned again, glanced at Cong Ye several times, and then relaxed: "I'll go tonight! Don't wait until late!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes again and gave the order to expel the guests: "Close the door when you leave!"

Cong also touched the little lama's head and thanked him for his help.

The little lama chuckled and raised the peach towards Cong Ye: "Thank you for the peach too!"

He gnawed on the peach and ran back to the temple.

Cong Ye packed up his things and said goodbye to Sanji.

He won't need Sanchi for the rest of the journey.

After hearing this, Sanji felt a little reluctant, but still wished Cong Ye a safe journey.

When Cong Ye went to lead the horse, he saw a figure running towards him quickly in the distance.

Lu Mingyue was out of breath after running, so she grabbed the reins of the horse in Cong Ye's hand:

"Where are you going?"

"Are you going to leave me here alone?"

"I thought we were friends already!"

Lu Mingyue's eyes turned red as she spoke.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became. She regarded Cong as one of her own, but in the end, Cong wanted to leave without even saying a word to her.

"You have arrived at your destination, and now you can do your own thing alone."

Seeing Lu Mingyue's red eyes, Cong Ye advised.

Lu Mingyue shook her head like a rattle and said a little willfully: "I don't want it! I will follow you! I'm afraid of being alone!"

Cong Ye looked at her steadily and suddenly smiled: "I don't believe you when you say you are afraid."

Lu Mingyue was stunned and suddenly became furious: "What do you mean!"

Cong also said meaningfully: "You know what I mean."

He didn't believe it was such a coincidence.

A beautiful girl happened to appear in front of him, she just needed his help, and she just happened to follow him.

This is too coincidental.

"You and your companions' acting skills are terrible."

Cong Ye said bluntly.

Lu Mingyue's face turned pale.

She opened her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes: "Do you suspect that I am lying to you? Want to defraud you of money?"

She was angry and angry, gasping for air.

"My family has money, so I'm not short of money!"

"Who are you looking down on!"

"You think I'm willing to follow you!"

"You go!"

Lu Mingyue threw the reins into Cong Ye's hands, turned around and walked in the opposite direction to Cong Ye.

Cong also raised his eyebrows, but his acting skills were good at this time. He got on his horse, ignored Lu Mingyue, and walked towards the place agreed with the man.

When she heard the sound of horse hoofbeats behind her, the tears on Lu Mingyue's face had long disappeared. She had a gloomy face and tightened her fists.

"It's really not that easy to deal with..."

She sneered, "But I'm not a vegetarian either."

She slowly turned around and looked at the man and the horse who gradually shrank into a small black dot in her eyes. The pistol that appeared in her hand from unknown time tapped her palm lightly.

……

Cong also tightened the reins.

The man was leaning on a rock waiting for him. When he saw him coming, he mounted his own horse and flicked his whip: "Come with me!"

Cong also drove his horses to follow him.

Two horses galloped among the snow-capped mountains, leaving large thick clouds behind.

Kambaluo, this mysterious place.

As Cong Ye and the man traveled tirelessly, the mysterious veil was slowly unveiled in front of Cong Ye.

If Medog is the only place of tenderness on the snow-covered plateau, then Kangbaluo is the battlefield of gods killed by wind and snow.

The weather changed so quickly that Cong Ye was shocked.

A blizzard raged around him.

The snow between the mountains was violently churning like water in a mad bay.

The foamy snowflakes roared, gathered together and fell into the unfathomable cracks in the mountains like quills.

Standing at the foot of the mountains, Cong Ye was as small as a grain of sand.

"How's it going? Are you sure you want to go in?"

Men are accustomed to such bad weather.

He glanced at Cong Ye, wanting to see if Cong Ye had given up the idea of ​​moving forward.

In front of them was a pass that completely entered Kangbalu.

Cong also nodded towards him: "Go in."

The man pursed his lips and said, "Okay."

Kangbaluo is a small village hidden among the overlapping snow-capped mountains.

Sparsely populated.

Heavy snow cover.

After Cong Ye dismounted, his feet instantly fell into the soft snow.

He pulled out his legs like a carrot.

The man walking in front of him saw his appearance and couldn't help laughing: "Tell me who you are looking for?"

The man actually already has the answer in his heart.

The people here in Kham are isolated from the rest of the world, and the only person who came here recently was that young man.

The man asked anyway.

Cong Ye once again took the trouble to describe Zhang Qiling.

The man nodded, and it turned out to be the person he guessed.

"Do you know where he is?"

"In the temple."

"Which temple?"

"There is only one temple in Kangbalu."