Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Zhang Hanyan flew quickly on her sword, and when the spiritual energy in the space was almost completely absorbed by her, she finally arrived in Banai, Guangxi.

Under the guidance of the system, she went deep into the Shiwanda Mountains in Guangxi, looking for Zhang Qiling.

[Host, I saw it. There are many people surrounding him 500 meters ahead. It seems they want to catch him. Hurry!]

Zhang Hanyan quickened her pace and ran through the dense woods. She reached the 500-meter distance at the fastest speed possible after her spiritual power was exhausted.

As soon as she stood behind the trunk of a big tree, she saw a group of people surrounding Zhang Qiling. They were holding knives, forks, sticks and clubs in their hands, looking at Zhang Qiling, who was curled up on the ground, with ill intentions.

[Host, looking at Zhang Qiling's appearance, he... should have lost his memory. This is a gift from heaven and cannot be changed.]

Zhang Qiling's skin, as delicate as mutton-fat jade, looked even paler under the sun, his eyes were hollow and empty, revealing a frightened and stupid look.

The people surrounding him would sometimes poke him with sticks and sometimes kick him. With his amnesia, he became a target of bullying by everyone.

Brother...you guys, damn it!

She took a few steps, stepped on one foot, and flew into the air. The long sword in her hand turned into a stream of light and pierced into the man's back.

Before anyone else could react, they saw a flash of cold light, and the long sword cut the throats of everyone else one by one.

The splattered blood fell on the leaves and the grass, and the ground was covered with blood, dyeing the land red.

These people didn't even get a chance to scream before they were sent to meet the King of Hell by Zhang Hanyan, and from then on, they disappeared from this world.

Zhang Hanyan wiped the blood-stained sword clean and wrapped the sword around his waist again.

She turned and looked at Zhang Qiling. Facing everything in front of him, his face showed no joy, anger, sorrow or happiness, as if he was an emotionless puppet.

She walked to his side with light footsteps, being careful to be gentle with every move, for fear of disturbing him.

"Brother, I'll take you home, okay?"

Zhang Qiling stared at her blankly. The confused and empty look on his face made Zhang Hanyan's heart suddenly shrink and there was a sour pain in her eyes.

She tried her best to hold back the urge to cry, and wanted to hug Zhang Qiling helplessly, but before she could make any move, he pushed her away.

He stood up and was about to leave, but a blinding light flashed across his eyes, and subconsciously, he stopped walking.

He looked at the source of the dazzling light. It was the white jade crescent pendant that Zhang Hanyan wore around her neck. A beam of sunlight hit it, and the refracted light stung his eyes.

"Brother, come home with me? Okay?" A tear rolled down from the corner of her eye.

Zhang Qiling's eyes followed her tears. He didn't know why, but when he saw her crying, he felt a stinging pain in his chest.

He was unfamiliar with this feeling, and while he was hesitating, Zhang Hanyan's sleeping talisman had already penetrated into his body.

With just a thought, she put Zhang Qiling into her own space and prepared to take him back to Hangzhou.

Zhang Hanyan has now lost her spiritual power and can only rely on ordinary methods to go back. Zhang Qiling is now out of control, so she has kept him in the space all the way.

Zhang Qiling woke up several times and tried to escape each time. The space was controlled by Zhang Hanyan, and he failed every time.

When they returned to Hangzhou, the willow branches by the West Lake had just begun to sprout new buds. The emerald green color was pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Hanyan locked all the doors and windows and confirmed that there was no other escape route before releasing Zhang Qiling from the space.

"Look, little brother, we are home, don't..."

Before she could finish her words, Zhang Qiling immediately took a step forward and prepared to leave.

His speed was so fast that his hand was already on the bolt. Zhang Hanyan had no choice but to throw a confinement talisman on him.

A restraining talisman was cast, and Zhang Qiling was fixed in place. No matter how hard he wanted to leave, he couldn't move.

Zhang Hanyan walked over slowly, folded her arms, and looked at him helplessly.

"You lost your memory, so what? Why did your temper become worse? Is there anything you can't do after I finish talking? Huh?"

Zhang Qiling's whole body was frozen, with only his eyeballs able to move. He was filled with anger. If he could move now, he would probably have already started fighting with Zhang Hanyan.

Zhang Hanyan was not afraid of him at all. Whether he was immobilized or not, he was no match for her.

Of course, that was when she was not injured. Now that her injuries have not healed, she can only use this method of clever tricks.

"Don't look at me with such an angry look, I'm doing this for your own good, do you know that?

Don't think about it. You don't even know who you are now. Where are you going to go? Do you have money? Can you cook? How are you going to survive?

I really didn't lie to you. We have been friends since childhood. We bought this house together, did you know?

As long as you agree to stay, I will untie the restraints on you, okay?"

Zhang Hanyan waited for a long time, but Zhang Qiling didn't react at all, as if he didn't want to see her.

"Well, then you just stand here. When you agree to stay, I will untie your restraints."

She left after she finished speaking. She hadn't been back for more than ten years, and the house was covered with dust. It was impossible for her to ask Zhang Qiling to help her clean the house now. She had her own work to do in cleaning such a big house.

Zhang Hanyan climbed up and down grunting as she wiped the dust in the house. She was so busy that she completely forgot that there was a person standing at the door, unable to move.

[Host, it’s getting dark...]

It's dark, isn't it bright in the room? Are you afraid of the dark?

[What I'm saying is, is it possible that Zhang Qiling is still standing at the door? When are you going to move him in?]

Zhang Hanyan paused while wiping the chair. No wonder I always feel like I forgot something! Oh my god, brother!

She turned around and ran outside, so fast that she left an afterimage.

There was only a dim lantern lit at the gate. Zhang Qiling stood with his back to her, shrouded in the dim light and surrounded by darkness. He looked so pitiful no matter how he looked at her.

She walked carefully to his side and smiled at him ingratiatingly.

"Hehe... little brother, I'm sorry. I was so busy that I forgot about you. Please forgive me, hehe, please forgive me."

Zhang Qiling, whose legs were numb from standing, still had an expressionless face. He was silent, almost blending in with the surrounding scenery and objects.

"Well, little brother, have you made up your mind? Are you still going? If you don't want to go, just blink, otherwise, don't blink."

Zhang Hanyan waited for a long while, but Zhang Qiling didn't respond. She sighed in frustration, put Zhang Qiling into the space, brought him to his room and put him on the bed, letting him think slowly, as she was not in a hurry anyway.