Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Zhang Qiling wants to recover more than just his memory.

And his mission.

He seems to have forgotten a lot of things.

The master was helping him pick it up bit by bit.

Unconsciously, Cong stayed here for more than half a year.

When Cong Ye remembered it, even he was surprised.

Maybe it’s because Kambaluo is too secluded from the world.

Cong Ye didn't even notice the passage of time.

Cong also decided to leave.

Zhang Qiling was with him.

He has found his calling.

He wants to go with Cong Ye.

The master did not stop him.

On a rare snowless day in Kambaluo, the master took the young lama to the front of the temple and sent Cong Ye and Zhang Qiling away.

Seeing the two of them getting further and further away, the master touched the little lama's head.

The little lama raised his head and looked at the master, "Will they come back?"

The little lama likes brother Cong Ye very much.

Brother Cong Ye would tell him stories and play with him.

The master didn't know and he didn't answer.

The little lama may one day see them again.

He should not be seen anymore.

Life is as fleeting as snow, and there is not a trace of sadness in the guru's heart.

Regret occasionally flew over his mind like a bird.

……

Changsha.

red mansion.

The little girl with pigtails walked tremblingly, holding on to the chair.

Her delicate little face was so gloomy.

hateful!

She, a cat demon who has been practicing for thousands of years, can't even walk smoothly!

Er Erhong sighed and comforted her: "Don't be impatient, take your time."

He didn't know who Kunlun was following this temper.

Cong Ye was very well-behaved when he was a child, but how could he have such a bad temper as Kunlun, who was always sullen?

As they grow older, the Kunlun children, who are almost one and a half years old, are already able to walk while holding objects on their own.

Her delicate little face looks more and more like Cong Ye.

No matter who among the Laojiumen sees her, they will not doubt her biological father-daughter relationship with Cong Ye.

It's so similar.

It's just that Kunlun has a unique pair of green eyes.

Kunlun wanted to swear, but she didn't want to lose her temper with Er Erhong.

Although Er Erhong is just an ordinary mortal, Er Erhong is quite close to her heart.

When will Cong Ye come back?

"Cong Ye..."

Kunlun slowly walked to Er Erhong's side, hugged Er Erhong's legs, and shouted in a sweet voice.

Er Erhong touched her head: "You can't be so rude, Cong is also your father."

Kunlun's eyes widened and he looked away from Er Erhong.

What the hell?

Is Cong also her father?

She might as well die!

Kunlun walked slowly along the original path again, not wanting to continue this topic.

Er Erhong looked at her stubborn little back and sighed in her heart.

It's been almost a year, and Cong hasn't come back yet, and Kunlun doesn't even recognize him.

Kunlun held the door frame and walked to the door. Her eyes quietly turned into vertical pupils, and soon returned to their original shape.

"somebody is coming!"

Kunlun always remembers not to act too smart.

But she can't keep silent forever!

The cat can still meow a few times when she is not transformed, but if she remains silent as a human, she will be suffocated to death.

The maid who was taking care of her next to her glanced at the empty door and asked doubtfully: "Is there no one there?"

Stupid humans!

Kunlun glanced at the maid, then supported the wall and walked towards the place where Cong Ye lived.

The maid was following her to take care of her, and suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps. She turned around and saw someone walking through the door of the Red Mansion.

It was none other than Lord Jiu of Jiefu.

"Ok?"

The maid was a little surprised. She looked at Kunlun, but Kunlun pouted at her with disdain.

"..."

The maid paused. Did she just see contempt in the eyes of a one and a half year old child?

Shouldn't be possible.

Master Jiu had something big going on, and he broke into the front hall of the Hong Mansion before he could let anyone know about it.

The second master was drinking tea. When he saw the sweat on Master Jiu's forehead, he was shocked: "Master Jiu?"

"Second Master, something serious has happened."

Master Jiu's face was solemn, and he spoke a little faster: "Do you still remember the blood corpse tomb that Fifth Master Wu once laid down?"

Er Erhong nodded: "Of course I remember the Wu Family Blood Corpse Tomb. There should be no one in the Nine Gates who doesn't remember it. What happened?"

Many years ago, the fifth master followed his father and brother to rob the tomb of blood corpses.

In the end, only Mr. Wu came out alive, and he also lost his sense of smell.

So he started raising a dog to replace his nose.

It's been many years since this happened.

What accident happened when Master Jiu mentioned this matter again today?

"You remember when the Fifth Master brought out the precious Warring States Silk Books from the Blood Corpse Tomb."

Master Jiu said.

Er Erhong nodded. This matter caused a lot of uproar among the local masters and their group at that time, and the Warring States silk books were carefully treasured by the Fifth Master.

It’s not a good sign to mention Warring States silk books at this time.

The higher-ups have been tightening their grip on this group of rebels recently.

Er Erhong was so smart. He glanced at the anxious Master Jiu and immediately guessed the reason for Master Jiu's anxiety.

Er Erhong frowned: "The Warring States silk book was taken away?"

Master Jiu nodded: "It would be okay if it was taken away by someone who wanted to make money, but it would be okay if it was taken away by someone who wanted to attack Jiumen..."

The consequences could be disastrous.

He didn't need to say much, Er Erhong already knew the seriousness of the matter.

Er Erhong asked: "Have you told Lord Buddha?"

Master Jiu nodded: "I told you, Lord Buddha has already started searching for traces in the dark."

The Fifth Master Wu is by no means a careless person, and February Red is suspicious: "How was the Warring States Period silk book in the hands of the Fifth Master taken away?"

When Er Erhong asked this question, Master Jiu had a strange expression on his face. He coughed twice:

"Deceived by a woman."

February was red and chose silence.

"Things have come to this point, we can only take one step at a time."

Er Erhong comforted her.

I just hope things don't go in a bad direction.

However, it is a pity that God cannot hear Er Erhong's expectations.

The silk book of the Warring States Period fell into the hands of Jude Kao.

This is the news brought by Zhang Qishan.

The Nine Sects gathered in Yuloudong for the third time. This time Cong Ye was missing, but they all had too much to take care of themselves.

Zhang Qishan glanced at everyone and said:

"Jude Kao plans to hand over the Warring States period silk book and the list of the nine gates to the top."

"Just kill him."

Chen Pi's eyes were gloomy.

Zhang Qishan's expression was solemn and he said seriously: "No, Jude Kao is an American, and now he has the blessing of the US Embassy. If he is killed, it is likely to cause a national conflict."

"He must have conditions, right?"

Li Sanye touched the armrests of his wheelchair and looked at Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan folded his fingers and looked firmly: "He wants the fallen copper, but the fallen copper cannot be given to him."

The box fell into dead silence for a while.

If you are unwilling to hand over the fallen copper, there is only one ending.

That is to sacrifice the Nine Gates.

Fifth Master frowned: "It's all my fault."

Zhang Qishan shook his head at him and sighed: "Even if this hadn't happened, Jude Kao would have tried every possible means to attack the Nine Sects, sooner or later."

"Then what should we do?"

Huo Xiangu did not come back from Beijing, so the Huo family who stayed in Changsha was temporarily in charge of the elders.

Elder Huo said to Zhang Qishan: "We, the Huo family, listen to the Buddha."

Zhang Qishan's eyes flashed across their faces, and there was a strong bloody aura in his voice: "There is only one way."