From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Zhang Qishan looked at Zhang Qiling's expression and realized that he was not joking but serious.

But now that the Zhang family has returned, why did the patriarch choose to hand over the secret that the Zhang family has guarded for thousands of years and let the people of the Nine Gates help guard it?

Or did I guess wrong?

"I wonder what Patriarch Zhang wants us to do?" asked Master Jie Jiu. He felt that this matter was not simple.

"The Nine Gates guard the bronze gate for the Zhang family for a period of ten years."

As soon as Zhang Qiling said this, not only was Zhang Qishan shocked, but the people from the other eight sects were unable to react for a while.

Guarding the Bronze Gate? What is this place?

Mr. Qi Ba, who was standing below, couldn't help but start calculating, but the more he calculated, the more terrified and panicked he became.

He found that he could not calculate the future of Jiumen. What was going on?

Before coming, he had calculated the Nine Gates' operation. Although it was very risky and there would be heavy casualties, at least the leaders of the Nine Gates had escaped danger.

But as soon as the clan leader made this condition, all the hexagrams turned blank, and he could not see the fate of everyone!

Mo Jiu played with his fingers, occasionally eating some cakes on the table, and did not intervene in the conversation about what these people were discussing.

Zhang Qiling noticed his eyes that kept rolling around, and he was playing with his fingers, seemingly twiddling them out of boredom, but there was clearly a Taoist calculation in his movements, and a hint of doting appeared in his eyes.

Mo Jiu felt Zhang Qiling looking at him, so he looked up at Zhang Qiling's face, and with a smile, he signaled to the people from the Nine Gates with his eyes.

Don't worry, little brother. They dare not break their promise to you. Otherwise, I will ask Father Tiandao to reincarnate them all into the animal realm with their memories, and they will be piglets for every life.

whee!

Zhang Qiling's lips curled up slightly, and he looked at the people below with some pity. According to fate, none of these people would keep their promises.

"Um... this operation, can I withdraw from it?" Mr. Qi Ba raised his hand and asked cautiously.

"Fortune teller, what are you talking about! Among these nine gates, even if any one is missing, you can't be missing!" Zhang Qishan smiled and looked at him.

Chenpi agreed on the spot.

"It's just a gate that we have to guard for ten years! I agree, your other gates are not so weak that they can't even guard a gate now!"

After being pricked by Chenpi, Blackback Laoliu immediately slammed the table and agreed.

Mo Jiu suddenly found Chen Pi a little pleasing to the eye. What a good teammate! After being stabbed by Chen Pi's words, the other sects were about to agree!

Sure enough, after a while, the remaining few departments agreed.

Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan, who was standing behind him as a background wall, looked at these people with some sympathy. They didn't realize they had fallen into a trap!

They also fell into a trap that year and had to send several rounds of people to guard the gate, but no one ever came back and no one knew whether they were alive or dead.

Zhang Qishan had inquired about the bronze door from many sources, but to no avail. Whenever he wanted to reveal something about the Zhang family, he would feel so angry that he couldn't even open his mouth or move his hands or feet.

The adjutant and Mr. Qi were involved in this matter. They guessed that it was related to the contract signed in the Zhang family's ancient house.

"Then let's sign the contract." Zhang Qiling asked Zhang Rishan to help prepare pen and ink.

Then a table was placed in the middle of the conference room, and Zhang Qiling wrote the contract for the transaction with the Jiumen people in Taoist scripture in front of everyone.

The elegant and unique Taoist text appeared in Zhang Qiling's hand, and Master Jie Jiu praised it as a good calligraphy.

But Mr. Qi Ba looked like he was about to cry. Mr. Jiu, the more you praise this calligraphy now, the more heartbroken you will be when you know the truth.

For those who study Taoism, is it so easy to sign a contract?

It will bring disaster to three generations!

Zhang Qiling knew that they couldn't understand the Taoist text, so he read it to them.

"sign."

After Zhang Qiling finished writing, he signaled Zhang Qishan to sign the contract first.

Zhang Rishan pulled Zhang Qishan and stopped him, saying, "Master Buddha, I'll do it."

Zhang Qishan glanced at him, pushed his hand away, took a needle that had been prepared nearby, pricked his finger, and dripped some blood onto the contract.

There was a flash of golden light, and the drop of blood disappeared on the paper.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Qishan raised his eyebrows slightly. His adjutant had told him about the contract situation back then, and he still had some doubts in his heart, but now it seems that what he said was true.

But the others who had not experienced all this suddenly felt panic in their hearts.

But Zhang Qishan has already started calling the next person.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Now there is a knife hanging over the heads of the Nine Gates. If they fail this time, what awaits them is a purge.

But without Zhang Qiling's guidance, the people from the Nine Gates made no progress at all in the Zhang family ancient building.

Now we can only agree to it first and resolve the pressure from above. This contract matter is still a long time and there is no telling what will happen in the future.

As all the leaders of the Nine Sects (except Er Yuehong who did not come and signed on behalf of others) signed the contract, Zhang Qiling was about to drip a drop of his own blood to complete the last step of the contract.

Mo Jiu stretched out his hand to stop him, "I'll do it."

As soon as these two words came out, the eyelids of the nine heads of the family suddenly jumped, and their hearts felt as if they were pinched by an invisible big hand. A strong sense of danger surged up.

Mo Jiu did not bleed. The contract of this world was not enough to make him bleed.

He just smiled and dipped the ink in his palm, with a wicked smirk, and under the horrified gaze of the head of the Nine Gates, he pressed heavily on the contract paper.

Mr. Qi Ba suddenly took a deep breath and fainted.

Zhang Rishan reacted and hugged the unconscious Mr. Qi Baye while others were stunned by Mo Jiu's behavior.

He carried Master Qi horizontally to a chair and made him sit back, then began to give him first aid by pinching his nose.

As Mo Jiu released the hand print he had pressed down, he jumped in front of Zhang Qiling mischievously, wanting to put a small paw print on Zhang Qiling's body.

Zhang Qiling grabbed it, pulled over his ink-stained hand, pinched a few cleaning techniques, and helped him clean his hands.

As everyone looked on in astonishment, a golden Qilin's paw print appeared on the contract paper, and then the contract began to burn with a golden fire.

As the contract paper burned, all those who signed it felt a sense of restraint in their minds or souls.

Mo Jiu clapped his paws with some satisfaction, looked at the people who had lost their souls, and said with a smile, "Don't think about breaking the contract. When the time is up, those who have no offspring, the dead, will also be pulled out from the ground by my Highness and sent to the bronze door."

Zhang Qiling: …

If you send a dead person in, will your father, Heaven, throw you out?

Damn! How cruel?

"Don't disbelieve me, I have the ability to do this."

Zhang Qishan and others looked at Mo Jiu with complicated eyes, so, are you a human or a ghost?

The name of this little prince was initially given by the Black and White Impermanence. Could it be that he is the little prince of the underworld?