Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

Warm light shines from the windows.

Cong also sat at the table and watched Zhang Qiling eating.

He was very well-behaved and well-behaved when eating, and would not make any noise.

The cheeks on both sides were slightly bulging, chewing slowly like a small animal.

Cong Ye asked him abruptly: "Do you believe me?"

Zhang Qiling was stunned, raised his head, and nodded.

Cong couldn't help but laugh. He threatened Zhang Qiling: "What if I want to sell you?"

Zhang Qiling stopped moving.

He looked at Cong Ye and shook his head: "You can't."

Cong Ye felt as if his heart was gently touched by a soft little hand.

He rubbed Zhang Qiling's head and affirmed: "Yes, I can't."

He will not sell Zhang Qiling.

The next day, Cong also went to see Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang briefly lived in Zhang Qishan's mansion.

He is indeed old and does not have much time left.

The body begins to change slightly, but the ambition is growing.

The moment he saw Cong Ye, his eyes were a little blurry.

Cong Ye held his hand, and he slowly remembered.

"Ah, it's Cong Ye..."

"Why are you still so young!"

Cong Ye chuckled and shook his head: "I'm getting old too."

He sighed: "Yes, people will grow old..."

He knew this truth, but he still couldn't escape the curse of finding immortality.

Cong also whispered in his ear: "Zhang Qiling is in my house. Take him away when you leave."

A gleam of light shot out of his eyes.

His skinny, skeleton-like hands tightly grasped Cong Ye's arm: "Okay! Okay! I've always known that you are a good boy! You are a good boy!"

Cong Ye listened to his words with a strange smile on his face.

Mr. Wang couldn't tell that he was already old.

He couldn't wait any longer.

He wanted to imprison Zhang Qiling immediately and conduct experiments so that he could feel at ease.

He didn't even have time to worry about Cong Ye who was still beside him, so he went directly to Zhang Qishan and started the plan.

Cong Ye stood behind him, looking at his back with deep pupils.

Cong Ye walked back to Hongfu.

In the yard, Zhang Qiling was sitting on a stool, basking in the sun obediently.

Because Cong also told him that sunbathing is good for people's health.

If you don’t know what to do, go and get some sunshine.

He saw Cong Ye's figure at the door. The sunlight was a bit dazzling, but he still opened his eyes wide and took in Cong Ye's figure.

He looked at him innocently and innocently.

His eyes are the purest lake water in the snow-capped mountains.

Cong also came to him and covered his eyes with his hands.

"Take a nap."

he said softly.

Zhang Qiling was stunned.

He hasn't come to his senses yet.

His eyelids suddenly became very heavy, and his consciousness began to become chaotic.

His consciousness instantly fell into a dark abyss.

Before falling down, his hands anxiously tried to grab something, but they slipped from Cong Ye's clothes.

His body went completely limp.

Cong Ye hugged him gently and patted his head:

"It's good to sleep."

He gave the soldiers waiting outside the door a look.

They came in, put Zhang Qiling on a stretcher and took him away.

Cong Ye looked at their figures, and finally his eyes fell on Zhang Qiling.

Just a nap, really.

But this sleep may be a bit long.

Er Erhong came to his side.

"Master, do you think I'm hateful?"

Cong Ye asked him.

Er Erhong shook his head. He didn't know what Cong Ye wanted to do, but he believed in Cong Ye.

The soldiers escorting Zhang Qiling were selected by Zhang Qishan.

Wang Laode personally watched Zhang Qiling leave Changsha.

As for where he wants to send Zhang Qiling?

Cong also knows better than anyone else.

Human experimentation has always been a taboo word in human history.

No matter whether it is internationally or domestically, as long as the scandal related to human experimentation is exposed, no matter who it is, everyone will be condemned.

Therefore, Zhang Qiling could only be sent to an inaccessible and newly built place.

Qinghai Golmud Sanatorium.

This is the best choice overall.

Cong didn't need to guess to get the results he wanted.

Because all nursing homes, family homes, etc. across the country are contracted by Chunshan Hall.

No matter how well the superiors kept the secret, the news would reach his hands.

People from Cong Ye are already waiting for the only way from Changsha to Qinghai.

Golmud Sanatorium is not the place Zhang Qiling should go.

three days later.

The news came.

Zhang Qiling was kidnapped.

Zhang's soldiers were unscathed.

Mr. Wang was furious.

Cong Ye poured tea for Mr. Wang nonchalantly:

"It's a little weird."

Mr. Wang looked at him: "What do you say?"

Cong also analyzed carefully:

"After all, Zhang's personal soldiers are trained on the battlefield, and they can actually take Zhang Qiling away without anyone noticing. This is simply impossible."

"And it seems that the only one who knows where you moved Zhang Qiling is Zhang Qishan. The most important thing is that Zhang Qishan and Zhang Qiling are of the same race..."

Mr. Wang tightened his grip on the crutch in his hand.

There is no need to say the rest.

Water overflows.

Cong also left Zhang Mansion.

When leaving, Mr. Wang happened to call Zhang Qishan in.

When the two of them crossed paths, Zhang Qishan already understood everything.

"You did it."

Zhang Qishan looked at him.

Cong Ye looked straight ahead: "If you say it, he won't believe it."

Because everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis, Cong had already planted a thorn in Mr. Wang's heart.

No matter what Zhang Qishan says, it will only make Mr. Wang feel that he is dragging others down.

It would be good if he could produce substantial evidence, but the key point is that he cannot produce substantial evidence and would be wrong if he talks too much. What he has to do first is to appease Mr. Wang's anger, rather than divert Mr. Wang's attention.

Compared with Zhang Qishan, Cong Ye has a natural advantage.

That is, Cong Ye has not participated in the military and political circles, and he will never be feared by Mr. Wang.

But Zhang Qishan was different. With the help of Mr. Wang, Zhang Qishan became prosperous in the military and political affairs. Although Mr. Wang didn't say it, he had already suppressed his dissatisfaction in his heart.

Cong just ignited the flame.

Of course Zhang Qishan knew this truth, but he just didn't expect that Cong Ye would be so sophisticated.

"I never thought that one day we would be on opposite sides."

Zhang Qishan smiled bitterly.

"You were wrong."

"Zhang Qishan."

Cong Ye finally looked at him.

When his eyes met with Cong Ye's, Zhang Qishan lowered his eyes. It was obvious that he did not admit his mistake.

He passed by Cong Ye.

There are many divergent roads in life from north to south, the king goes to Xiaoxiang and I go to Qin.

……

Cong also returned to Hongfu.

How Zhang Qishan should calm down Mr. Wang's anger is what Zhang Qishan should worry about.

Now, what was before him was another matter.

——Zhang Family Ancient Building.

Before Liu Ye passed away, he told him a password.

Cong Ye's intuition told him that this was the password to open the Zhang family's ancient building.

As for whether it was true or not, he had to go and verify it himself.

In Cong Ye's hands, Judekao sent people to defraud the Warring States Period silk books from Wu Wuye, but Judekao had already deciphered the key information.

The amount of information is huge, and Cong also needs a certain amount of time to sort out the information he has.

From now on, it all depends on him how to move this game.