From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

"Um..." Master Ba looked at Mo Jiu a little embarrassedly, and said shyly, "Young senior, do you need someone to run errands? Buying roast chicken and cooking is fine."

"Eighth Brother." Er Yuehong looked at his brother in disbelief. Is this possible?

The Eighth Master didn't care what the people around him thought. People in their line of work were deficient in the five elements, so he couldn't save any money. If he could get close to a young senior, not only would he not have to worry about food and drink, but if the senior gave him some guidance, he might be able to make further progress.

"I don't want it." Mo Jiu shook his head, took a few steps back and leaned on Zhang Qiling. He was a symbol of good fortune and everyone who followed him would be blessed, so he couldn't just choose his subordinates casually.

Zhang Qiling glanced at the Eighth Master, and thinking about Gang Mojiu's behavior, it might be a good idea to find someone to watch him until he finishes reading the Zhang family's collection of books.

But this would offend Little Qilin. Mo Jiu is not a person who likes to read books, otherwise he would not be ignorant of what gold is. He also doesn't know if the person in front of him can do it.

"Eighth Master, you are from the Eight Gates of Changsha. Now that you are following the young senior, do you want your handicap anymore?" Zhang Rishan said helplessly.

These two will definitely not stay in Changsha City once the matter of Qingwuzi's tomb is resolved. Does the Eighth Master want to follow them?

"It's not impossible." Mr. Qi Ba said indifferently. That odds could not be compared with the two in front of him.

"Hey! Fortune teller, didn't you say that you would never get involved in Zhang family affairs again? Why are you rushing in now?" Zhang Qishan, who had just walked in, happened to hear this and asked with amusement.

Zhang Qishan was followed by several people, who greeted each other.

"Lord Buddha."

"Second Master."

"Third Master."

……

"Come on, fortune teller, tell me!"

"That's different." Mr. Ba shook his head, looking mysterious.

"Why are they all different?" Zhang Qishan asked curiously.

"The Buddha said: It cannot be explained." Mr. Ba shook his head again and said seriously.

"You are a Taoist priest, why do you believe in Buddhism?" Zhang Qishan said.

"Buddhism originated from Taoism." Mo Jiu interjected.

Master Qi Ba immediately looked at Mo Jiu excitedly, "Young senior, what you said is absolutely right. Buddhism is a branch of Taoism, so why can't Taoists say that?"

"You are right." Zhang Qishan smiled helplessly and glanced at the wooden boxes in the hall. He was a little jealous of the gold. If it was used as military expenses, he would be much more relaxed.

Now the Oriental Chamber of Commerce is trying to trip him up. The Japanese support Lu Jianxun in competing with him for military power, and he has never stopped since he came back from the Northeast.

The other people who had just come in couldn't help but be attracted by the wooden boxes.

Mo Jiu noticed their gazes and snorted unhappily. He thought that no one could covet the money he earned.

Zhang Qishan listened to the cold snort, smiled awkwardly, and asked everyone to sit down.

The mysterious Zhang family patriarch Zhang Qiling sat in the main seat on the left side of the hall. Although Zhang Qishan was no longer a member of the Zhang family, he did not dare to sit in that position.

He could only sit on the main seat on the right, while Zhang Rishan stood beside him.

When Yin Xingyue saw that the people from Jiumen had also arrived, she knew that they must have something to say, so she took the maid and told her to go to the kitchen to see how the food was prepared, and then left.

Mo Jiu was held by Zhang Qiling and sat on the main seat on the left to prevent him from causing trouble later.

Mo Jiu looked to be only ten years old. He was held by Zhang Qiling with a look of wanting to struggle. His delicate and pretty face attracted Jie Jiuye, Gou Laowu, and Huo Sanniang, who had never seen him before, to look at him a few more times.

On the contrary, Blackback Lao Liu looked at Zhang Qiling with great interest. He had heard Lao Ba talk about this guy's methods, and he wanted to try out how powerful he was.

Meanwhile, Li Gang was holding a teacup with a calm expression on his face, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"These are the heads of the Zhang family from Northeast China - Zhang Qiling and Zhang Mojiu." Zhang Qishan introduced them to the people from the Nine Gates who had never seen them before.

"Clan leader, these people are the heads of the Nine Sects. Er Yuehong..."

After being introduced by Zhang Qishan, Zhang Qiling nodded slightly as a greeting.

Mo Jiu turned his head and looked at Zhang Qiling, asking: What are you doing?

Our purpose. Zhang Qiling sent him a message and straightened his body with his hands.

"Everyone, the main reason we invited you here today is because of the tomb that was discovered in the Huo family mine last time. You also know about the ghost car incident in Changsha. The Japanese were involved there. I wonder what you think about it?" Zhang Qishan said.

"This mine belongs to my Huo family. According to regulations, everything on it should be under the management of my Huo family. What's going on now that various sects are involved?" Huo Sanniang's face was not very good and she said in a cold voice.

"The Japanese are doing human experiments in there. Are your Huo family involved as well?" Zhang Qishan asked with a smile.

"What is human experimentation?" Mo Jiu asked in confusion.

"You're just a kid, do you think this is your place to interrupt?" Huo Sanniang felt a little guilty about Zhang Qishan's question, and when she saw Mo Jiu speaking, she couldn't help but get angry at him.

Now the Huo family is indeed cooperating with the Japanese. What happened to the Japanese at the mine was also tacitly approved by the Huo family. However, the Huo family had no idea about the human experiments. They just thought they were mining before. She must not admit it, otherwise Changsha City will not be able to accommodate the Huo family.

Zhang Qiling's face turned cold.

A sentence flashed through the mind of the Eighth Master: It's over, didn't this woman tell her in advance not to offend those two? Was she stabbed by the Buddha and forgot it when she got angry?

"If I don't interrupt, you should shut up too." Mo Jiu glared at Huo Sanniang. When had his little Qilin ever been questioned by anyone?

"..." Huo Sanniang was so angry that she slammed the table. She had been in Changsha City for many years and had never been treated so rudely by a child.

Huo Sanniang opened her mouth but no sound came out. She suddenly realized that she couldn't speak and looked at Mo Jiu in horror.

"Word spirit?" Mr. Ba murmured, looking at Mo Jiu with shining eyes.

Chen Pi, who had been gagged and had learned his lesson, stayed at the fourth gate from beginning to end, keeping his head down and pretending to be an invisible man. Anyway, he was seriously injured now and there was no one available at the fourth gate, so this operation had nothing to do with him.

"Aunt." The fairy-like girl behind Huo Sanniang saw her like this and called out anxiously.

"Master Buddha, young senior, my aunt didn't mean it. Please let her go this time." Huo Xiangu begged.

Mo Jiu looked at Huo Xiangu, what a beautiful young lady, thinking...

Zhang Qiling silently turned his body to the other side and did not let him see Huo Xiangu.