From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

"Husband? Does it mean Taoist partner?" Mo Jiu looked at Yin Xingyue with some confusion. There was no such word in his inherited memory, but his parents called each other Taoist partners, so it should mean the same thing!

"Ah?" Facing Mo Jiu's innocent eyes, Yin Xingyue was surprised and nodded blankly. Her face was a little shy. Is this the ancient name for the Zhang family to call each other Taoist couples? If she called Zhang Qishan like this, wouldn't it seem disrespectful in front of the Zhang family elders?

"Then I was right. You have his aura on you, so you two are a Taoist couple."

As soon as Mo Jiu said this, Yin Xingyue's face turned red, and she wished there was a crack in the ground for her to crawl into.

Zhang Rishan and Baye covered their mouths and coughed a few times in embarrassment, not daring to look at other people.

Zhang Qiling was shocked by his shocking words, and his ears turned slightly red. He thought of how this little Qilin always sniffed him. This little guy said that I have the scent of his ancestor, could it be...

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiling's expressionless face suddenly darkened, and his aura was suppressed.

"Little brother, what's wrong?" Mo Jiu sensed that something was wrong with him, ran back and hugged Zhang Qiling's waist on the chair, and asked.

Zhang Qiling looked at Mo Jiu who was half lying on his knees, reached out and touched his hair, "Let's go to the ancient building."

Zhang Qiling waved his hand and a wooden plaque engraved with a number on the table flew into Zhang Rishan's hand.

I don't want to see these people lead my little Qilin astray.

Zhang Rishan and his companions were shocked by this miraculous method. Are these two people in front of them really human?

"Little brother, I can help him. He just has a small problem." Mo Jiu pointed a few millimeters higher with his fingers, with a proud smile on his face.

Zhang Qiling looked at him, asking what he wanted to do.

Zhang Riqi and a few others were delighted and looked at Mo Jiu excitedly. Not only would it be dangerous to go to the ancient building, but it was also uncertain whether they would succeed!

"Young Senior, if you can save Master Buddha, Rishan will agree to any condition."

"Little brother."

"..." Zhang Qiling was unmoved. He felt that the little Qilin was up to something.

"Little brother, this man is still one of your tribesmen after all. He calls you the tribe leader. Don't you want to save him?"

Didn't I ask you to go to the ancient building? Zhang Qiling said silently in his heart, "No."

Zhang Riqi was frightened and stared blankly at Zhang Qiling's cold and handsome face. The young man in front of him was the current patriarch of the Zhang family - Zhang Qiling.

But Zhang Qiling's two cold "no"s were like pouring a basin of cold water on Zhang Rishan, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. They had defected from the Zhang family and joined the side branch of Master Fo, so it was normal for the patriarch to not recognize them.

"This person has a mysterious aura! Don't you want to know what's going on, little brother?" A cunning look flashed in Mo Jiu's eyes.

Zhang Qiling was stunned. Secret? He already knew the secret of the Zhang family when he accepted the divine gift, but after he embarked on the path of cultivation, this heavenly way found him and told him the biggest secret - the mysterious heavenly way.

Now there is such a breath on Zhang Qishan, only when he is exposed to something about the mysterious heavenly way. Thinking about the information of Zhang Qishan's branch, Zhang Qiling couldn't help but think of the records in the clan - Changsha Qingwuzi Tomb.

It was also a branch of Zhang Qishan, and it was a mission he received when he left the Zhang family.

"Qingwuzi's Tomb." Zhang Qiling looked at them and said indifferently.

Master Ba nodded, "How did you know?"

Zhang Qiling did not answer, looking at Mo Jiu's expectant eyes. Is he bored staying in Zhang's house and wants to go out and play?

Thinking of his mission in the near future, his unusually long fingers moved, "They can't be trusted."

Little Qilin is the biggest secret. For his safety, Zhang Qiling trusts no one.

The faces of Mr. Ba and the others froze. It would not be nice to say this in front of them!

"Just let them swear to Dad!" Mo Jiu narrowed his eyes at Zhang Qiling's resignation. He was not stupid. He had learned some things about the world in the past few years.

For example, those who pursue immortality, and those hidden people near the Zhang family’s ancient house.

It’s a pity that Tiandao didn’t let him take any action, otherwise those little bugs would have disappeared with a wave of his hand.

(Tomb Raider Tiandao: If I let you take action, my world will be gone. It is already very difficult for me to support you here.)

Zhang Qiling paused while touching his head. “So you already have an idea, why are you asking me?”

Mo Jiu understood the meaning behind his expressionless face, and smiled ingratiatingly on her delicate little face, revealing eight small white teeth.

Zhang Qiling looked at him and narrowed his eyes slightly. Why did he feel that the smile on Jiujiu's face was a little familiar? Like someone he met in Germany.

(Timeline: Successor to the clan leader - Sent to Germany due to civil strife - The Zhang family fell and was brought back to take over the mess - The clan members fled everywhere (the Wang family hunted them down) - The young man guarded the Zhang family's ancient house. The time is different from the original book!)

"Young senior, you..." Zhang Rishan's heartbeat accelerated as he looked at Mo Jiu who was walking towards him. He stood in front of Zhang Qishan and Yin Xingyue.

"Don't worry, this man has good deeds, I won't hurt him." Mo Jiu tore open Zhang Ri's shirt and said with some disgust.

"Don't worry, adjutant. The young senior is a good person." The Eighth Master pulled Zhang Rishan over and comforted him. This man was a man with such great merits that it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the reincarnation of a good man for hundreds of generations.

(Qiyun: I am Qiyun, what merits, humans are just humans, no knowledge.)

"Then please help me, the good man you mentioned, to sign this contract!" Mo Jiuru slapped a piece of golden paper on the table like a magic trick.

I silently said to myself, "I'm not afraid that you will be scared silly, but I don't want to prepare this yet! Just swear to dad directly."

But when this piece of gold paper appeared, the three people were still frightened. They felt that their worldview had been rebuilding since they entered the Zhang family.

The words on the golden paper were extremely mysterious and complicated, and they had never seen a system before.

“Is this astronomy?”

Mr. Ba beat the piece of gold paper with trembling hands, his face full of obsession and tears beneath his glasses.

Mo Jiu looked at him in confusion. It was just a contract, so why did he do this?

Zhang Qiling sat in the upper seat, like a high god, watching the little Qilin's tricks indifferently. Only he knew what was going on inside his expressionless face.

"What is astronomy?" Yin Xingyue asked curiously.

"It's a Taoist text. Sign it quickly!" Mo Jiu rolled his eyes. This ignorant mortal was indeed no match for his little brother.

Zhang Qiling: Is it possible that I didn’t understand it at the beginning and it was inherited from memory?