From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Mo Jiu's mean voice made Zhang Qiling's mouth and eyes twitch, and even his temples throbbed a few times.

This little Qilin is getting closer and closer to a man named Hei. It really wasn't my illusion before.

If I meet him in the future, I must keep a close eye on the guy named Hei, to prevent these two people with similar interests from causing any trouble for me to deal with.

Mo Jiu had no idea what was going on in Zhang Qiling's mind. He gestured with the gun in his hand, put the tip of the gun on Zhang Qiling's shoulder, and aimed at the unconscious man in the blue Tibetan robe.

"This gun is too broken. I like sniping." Mo Jiu curled his lips in disdain.

You also want an AK made of gold, Zhang Qiling said in his mind, but there was no change on his face.

Among the firearms seized from Japan, there was an AK produced in the Soviet Union, which really pleased Mo Jiu. He held it and played with it for a long time. Unfortunately, the color was not the golden one he liked.

"Show mercy." The people hiding at the back finally jumped out. There were more than a dozen people wearing Tibetan robes, each holding a gun.

Mo Jiu glanced at them, turned his head away in disgust, and put his head on Zhang Qiling's shoulder.

A group of people are entangled in karma and have committed serious sins. The sky above the valley in front is covered with dark clouds, and it seems that retribution is coming soon.

"Are you Mr. Zhang?" an elderly Tibetan in a blue robe stepped forward and asked.

Zhang Qiling nodded and looked at the temple above calmly. His spiritual sense saw a strange scene.

The Kangbalo tribesman in front of him took out a black and white photo and handed it to Zhang Qiling. "This is what Mr. Dong asked us to give you."

Zhang Qiling reached out and took it. The photo was of Dong Can wearing a Tibetan robe, with a sentence written on the back, "The secret is here, they can help you."

If Zhang Qiling had not met Mo Jiu, he might really need the help of the Kangbalo people in front of him, but for Zhang Qiling now, the Kangbalo people are just a burden to him.

But this group of people invited Zhang Qiling to the tribe, and he didn't refuse, but Mo Jiu kicked his calf a little unhappily.

I don't like being with these people. It feels uncomfortable.

Zhang Qiling moved Mo Jiu to the front and touched his back with one hand to calm him down.

We followed them to a valley called Kangbalo, which is located under a snow-capped mountain and is where the Kangbalo people have lived for generations.

Zhang Qiling chatted with them for several hours, revealing so much information that it was overwhelming and confusing.

But Zhang Qiling was able to discern the information he wanted, including some information about the person he was looking for, Dong Can.

Dong Can used to be a chieftain here and helped the Kangbalo people solve a problem. When Dong Can left, he told them that a Han man named Zhang would come here to solve their disaster.

The so-called disaster was that Dong Can once sealed a demon behind a bronze door, but this door had to be opened once in a while.

They hope Zhang Qiling can help solve this matter.

Listening to these narrations, Mo Jiu was already sleeping soundly, with his arms and legs spread out, revealing his belly. He did not show a single bit of guard or vigilance, and it was obvious that he slept very comfortably. In an unfamiliar place, Mo Jiu trusted Zhang Qiling very much.

"Does this child need to be put to bed first?" asked a Tibetan named Luo.

Zhang Qiling shook his head and moved his hand to help Mo Jiu sleep more comfortably.

"Mr. Zhang's arm strength is amazing." Tusi praised. From the time he met this man until now, he has been holding the child, and he has been holding him steady for most of the day. The person Mr. Dong mentioned is indeed not simple!

"I'm going to go see the sphere that Dong Can mentioned tomorrow. Can you help me draw a route?" Zhang Qiling asked.

"The terrain here is complex and dangerous. Why don't I ask someone to lead the way for you?"

Zhang Qiling thought about it and refused! He was afraid that Mo Jiu would see the mysterious origin and speak directly to him, which would scare him and he would have to use the amnesia technique again, which would be troublesome.