Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

The show is over.

The bright red curtain lowered, covering the figures on the stage.

Cong Ye and Er Erhong left the place quietly and went around to the dressing room through the back door.

Er Erhong was held by Cong Ye and felt a little stunned for a moment.

The remaining emotions were still stirring in his heart, and he suppressed them hastily when he was approaching the dressing room.

Cong Ye touched his cheek and the oil paint in one hand. He skillfully removed the makeup while talking to Er Erhong:

"Master, do I have to act in a play every day from now on?"

Er Erhong looked at the person in the mirror and shook her head gently: "Of course not. You can go on stage whenever you want."

Just let the customers of Hongjia Liyuan know that Hongjia Liyuan has a pillar.

Cong also breathed a sigh of relief: "That's a good relationship!"

If he were to go on stage every day, he would be exhausted and fall down.

Er Erhong walked up behind Cong Ye and took off the crown from his head.

The crown is inlaid with pearls and jade, which is gorgeous and dazzling.

Cong also immediately felt his head relax.

He changed out of his clothes, washed his face, touched his hair which was wet with water drops, and said to Er Erhong: "Master, please help me cut my hair sometime!"

Ever since he was little, Cong Ye's hair has been cut short by Er Erhong.

Er Erhong has very skillful hands and can easily apply makeup or handle hair.

Er Erhong took the handkerchief, twisted the wet ends of his hair, and nodded: "Okay."

After both of them cleaned themselves up, they returned to the stage.

Before replacing the main pillar, you must first meet with the judges.

After the two of them stood on the stage again, the red curtain rose, revealing Cong Ye and Er Erhong.

The spectators in the audience were stunned. Even if they had known that the person dressed as Yu Ji must have a good skin, they were still stunned and speechless by this person who was radiant with every look and smile.

Cong Ye held a plain wine glass in his hand and drank it head on.

The spectators in the audience came to their senses, cheered loudly, and raised their heads to drink all the wine in their glasses.

This means that spectators are satisfied with the new pillars and promise to come back again in the future.

After the proper ceremony was over, Cong Ye and Er Erhong also sat in the audience seats to enjoy the following performance of the Liyuan Opera Troupe.

"Great!"

Qi Tiezui watched Cong also come down from the stage and extended his thumb towards him.

Cong Ye said with a smile, "Thank you, Master Eight."

His eyes fell on the little boy sitting next to Qi Tiezui, "This is it?"

"Qi Yu."

Qi Tiezui said to him with a smile.

Cong also remembered what Qi Tiezui once said. He said that he wanted to adopt a child by his side.

It seems that Qi Yu is his adopted child.

Cong also stuffed a red envelope as a greeting gift.

The child's round eyes widened a little, and he looked at Qi Tiezui at a loss.

Qi Tiezui smiled: "I gave it to you, just take it."

The child clutched the red envelope Cong Ye handed him.

In the afternoon, the last play in the opera house ended, and the spectators left one after another towards the door.

The bustle of the huge pear garden suddenly faded away, leaving only deserted and empty space.

No one from the Nine Sects has left yet.

Er Erhong acted as the host and arranged a banquet for Yu Loudong, thanking the people from Jiumen for their support.

What was once a slightly crowded table was now filled with several empty seats.

Things are wrong.

"Cong Ye, aren't you leaving next time?"

Qi Tiezui asked quickly.

Cong Ye often disappeared in Changsha without a trace, and no one except the second master knew where he went.

Cong Ye paused. Kunlun had deciphered most of the Warring States silk books he brought back from Jude Kao. With the information he learned from the Zhang Family Ancient Building, many things clearly emerged in his mind.

The silk books of the Warring States Period record dragon vein diagrams and some history.

He originally planned to explore all the tombs involved in the Dragon Vein Map, but...

Cong Ye's eyes swept across Er Erhong's body.

The master is old, so maybe he should stay with him.

"Don't go."

Cong Ye said with a smile.

Qi Tiezui breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great! You said that we are all so old and should spend our old age in peace. You run around every day without seeing a soul. If I die one day, I can’t even close my eyes if I can’t see you!”

Cong Ye was heartbroken, and he raised his eyes to look at Master Ba.

The smile on Qi Tiezui's face did not change when he said this, but Cong also knew that he was not joking, but sincere.

Don't accept it.

The biggest disease in the world is aging.

No one can resist aging.

Even Qi Tiezui became more sad when facing aging and lost the optimism he once had.

"Eighth Master is right," Jiuye sighed, "Everything in the world is unpredictable, and time flies by. When I leave, I always want to see familiar people."

Wu Wuye smiled and said in a hearty voice: "Tell me, why did you make the atmosphere like this? Do you think that we, the group of people, won't survive tomorrow?"

"Fifth Master, what you said is unlucky!"

Qi Tiezui couldn't help but glance at him.

Wu Wuye touched the dog in his arms and smiled without saying anything.

"Hey, why doesn't Fourth Master Chen speak?"

Wu Wuye glanced at the tangerine peel.

Chen Pi raised his eyelids, "Why should I speak? It's still early before I'm buried!"

Qi Tiezui pursed his lips: "Master Chen is still in a good mood!"

Chen Pi glanced at him and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Chen Pi not only has a good mentality, but also has a good body.

All these years, even as he got older, could not stop him from going to the grave in person.

"Fourth Master, the Jing'er Palace you are looking for is in Wofo Ridge, Guangxi. My people have already gone there first."

Master Jiu suddenly thought of this, looked at Chen Pi and said.

Some time ago, a tomb that appeared in Wofo Ridge in Guangxi became famous. This is a rather strange and weird underground tomb.

After Chen Pi learned about it, he asked Master Jiu, the most well-informed person in the Nine Sects, to help explore the way. He originally planned to visit the tomb, but was delayed because of Cong Ye.

"Thank you. I will take the people and set off tomorrow."

Chen Pi turned the iron egg in his hand.

He has heard of that tomb. The tomb is not a simple underground tomb, but a two-in-one building above and below ground. The above ground and underground buildings are in equal proportions, but one tip is pointing up and the other is pointing down, just like on the ground. The building is reflected on the lake, and the scene in the mirror is the same as the real thing.

In their dialect here in Changsha, this tomb is called "Jing'er Palace".

"Are you still going to the grave?"

Wu Wuye couldn't help but glance at Chen Pi.

Chen Pi is considered to be the toughest among the nine sects.

When the authorities cracked down on him, he dared to commit crimes.

Now that it is an illegal crime to fight upside down and enter the grave, he still does not change his original intention and still leads his group of subordinates, digging holes everywhere like gophers.

He has almost opened the tunnel in Changsha, but now he plans to continue digging holes elsewhere.

"Old business."

Chen Pi only said three words.

Wu Wuye was speechless.

Indeed, reverse fighting has always been the specialty of the Nine Sects.

His answer really left people speechless.