Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

There was a little rain outside the window.

Tap gently on the sycamore leaves.

There is a light earthy fragrance in the air.

The wind blows up the fallen leaves, bringing the message of autumn.

Whenever the seasons change, there is always a sign of rain.

Cong Ye was sitting in the study room, with a piece of white paper on the table in front of him.

The four forces are listed side by side on the paper.

Zhang family, Wang family, Jiumen, it.

To be on the safe side, Cong couldn't directly write down the name of the person above Zhang Qishan.

So I used "it" instead.

When the desire for immortality has replaced reason, then people can no longer be called human beings.

It should be a collection of desires.

Cong Ye knows the most about Jiumen and the Zhang family now.

Cong also knew little about the Wang family and it.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that these four forces have one thing in common, which is longevity.

The Zhang family protects immortality, and it pursues immortality. The Wang family and the Zhang family have been fighting for a long time, and they must also know about immortality. Maybe the goal is the same as it, which is to pursue immortality.

Nine gates are more like a road or a door.

Between those who pursue immortality and those who protect it.

Cong also believes that some people can live hundreds of years, but he does not believe in immortality.

But even living hundreds of years is already a dream for countless people.

Cong doesn't like playing tricks, let alone using his brain.

It is enough to clarify the relationship between these four forces and slowly explore their purpose.

When soldiers come, the water will be blocked and the soil will cover it up. Cong also has this confidence and ability.

White paper ignites spontaneously without fire and turns to ashes.

Footsteps sounded.

Kunlun's voice came from the crack in the door.

"Cong Ye!"

"There's your phone!"

"Do you want……"

Cong also opened the door.

Kunlun made two tweets and raised his head to look at him, "Hey."

Cong Ye stared down at him, his smiling brows hinting at a threat: "What did you call me?"

Kunlun gritted his teeth with a look of humiliation on his face, while Cong Ye's eyes were like a mountain pressing on her head.

"Cong Ye...Daddy..."

The sound is the size of a mosquito.

Kunlun's pouted mouth can hang an oil bottle.

Normally, Cong Ye would have asked her to be louder, but since he had his phone number, he would just let the little brat who had just transformed into a human form go easy!

Cong Ye's clothes disappeared from Kunlun's sight.

She bared her teeth, revealing her sharp and sharp teeth.

She was going to sneak into Cong Ye's closet and tear all his clothes to pieces.

Cong also arrived in the living room.

Er Erhong had already answered the phone, saw his voice, and said to the other end of the phone: "Cong is here too."

Er Erhong handed the phone to Cong Ye and mouthed two words: "Fifth Master."

Cong also understood immediately.

"Hey."

He answered the phone.

"Cong Ye!"

The voice that rang on the other end of the phone was indeed Master Wu's.

"Fifth Master, are you okay?"

Cong also heard about the fact that the fifth master was deceived into taking away the Warring States silk books by his destined lover.

To describe it in one word, that is - miserable!

"I'm fine!"

The fifth master's voice sounded energetic, not like Cong Ye's imagined image of fleeing.

"How are you?"

"When did you come back?"

"Didn't you say you would come back soon when you left?"

"When I left Changsha, you hadn't come back for two years!"

Listening to Master Wu's roar on the other end of the phone, Cong Ye coughed twice and answered one question after another:

"I'm fine too."

"Been back for a while."

"I thought I could come back soon, but I didn't expect that there would be a war in Tibet."

"I'm so kind, how could I not save him even if I die?"

The fifth master's soft hum came from the phone, and the fifth master said tightly: "Do you know that I am in Hangzhou now?"

Cong Ye: "Of course I know."

There is no one in Jiumen who doesn't know where he went.

Fifth Master suddenly became happy again and asked him with a smile: "Have you been to Hangzhou?"

Cong also answered truthfully: "No."

Fifth Master immediately invited: "Then you come to Hangzhou to play! Come quickly! Come quickly! I'm waiting for you in Hangzhou!"

"Ahem! Wait!"

Cong Ye quickly said, "I just came back, and I'm leaving again?"

Are you kidding me?

Doesn't Er Yue Hong want to guard Kong Mansion alone again?

How lonely!

He couldn't let Er Erhong think he was unreliable and raise a disciple who made Er Erhong feel insecure!

The fifth master thought quickly and said quickly: "How simple! You bring the second master with you! You master and apprentice come to Hangzhou together for ten years and then go back!"

"ten years!"

Cong also caught the key word, and he asked quietly: "Fifth Master, you are not trying to pry me and the master over because you are helpless and friendless in Hangzhou, right?"

Wu Wuye guessed what he was thinking and said with a smile: "What is our relationship? Just come over and accompany me! Cong Ye, I used to play mahjong with you every day, you can't do this to me!"

Cong Ye listened to the fake crying on the phone and thought for a while: "I'll ask my master first, and then I'll give you an answer!"

Wu Wu knew there was hope as soon as he heard it. Did Second Master still need to ask?

As long as Cong comes over, the second master will definitely follow.

The Fifth Master laughed twice and said, "No problem! I'll wait for you in Hangzhou!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Cong also put down the phone and looked at Er Erhong.

"Master, do we want to go to Hangzhou?"

Cong also blinked.

Since coming of age, his time in Changsha has been limited to a handful.

Er Erhong grew up in Changsha. He was afraid that Er Erhong would be obsessed with Changsha and would not want to leave, so he felt a little guilty when he asked.

Wu Wuye's crying voice on the other end of the phone was loud enough that the whole living room could hear it. Of course, Er Erhong could also hear it clearly.

When she heard that Master Wu had originally asked Cong Ye to go to Hangzhou, Er Yuehong's heart immediately tightened.

He didn't want Cong Ye to leave his side again.

If he and Cong Ye were asked to go to Hangzhou together, he would be willing.

"do you want to go?"

Er Erhong asked him.

Cong has never been to Hangzhou, but he has heard of the names of Heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. He was a little moved and nodded honestly: "I want to go."

"Then let's go."

Er Erhong smiled.

"it is good!"

Cong Ye’s eyes shone, “I’ll buy a ticket!”

"I'm going to pack my bags."

Er Erhong said.

The two looked at each other and both smiled.

Kunlun stood at the door, his fingers digging into the doorframe.

What about her?

After these two people left, would she be left alone in this empty Hong Mansion?

"By the way, Kunlun..."

Er Erhong saw Kunlun at the door and wanted to bring Kunlun with her.

Before he finished speaking, Cong Ye said before him:

"Throw it to Lord Buddha and let him take care of it for a while, right?"

Cong also touched his chin and felt that it was necessary for Kunlun to compare the two different ways of raising children.

Only by letting Kunlun stay in Zhang Qishan's mansion for a while can she know how good Cong Ye and Er Erhong are to her, a little cat demon.

Kunlun's whole body stiffened, his hairs exploded, and his eyes almost turned into vertical pupils uncontrollably.

"I do not want!"

Kunlun will always remember how cold the man in military uniform looked at her...

She doesn't want it!

Nasty humans!