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

Wu Xie's eyes were fixed on the royal model in the middle of the tomb. Wang Zanghai, who was sitting in the middle of the model, still looked the same as he did more than ten years ago.

"Hanyan, could this corpse be the legendary Wang Zanghai?"

Zhang Hanyan put away the night pearl, glanced calmly at the corner where Aning was hiding, and said lightly.

"It was him. This underwater tomb was the mausoleum he built for himself. He wanted to gain eternal life, and he thought he could be resurrected in this underground palace."

"Hey, Fatty, I know this guy! Wang Zanghai is rumored to be a top-notch talent! He participated in the construction of many great buildings, but he disappeared for a long time and no one knows where he went."

The fat man ran excitedly to the three of them and told them everything he knew.

"Legend has it that during the years he disappeared, he was captured and taken somewhere to build a large building, but no one knows what he built. All we know is that since he came back, his temperament has changed drastically, and he has been madly pursuing the art of immortality.

Hey, little brother, haven't you and Hanyan been here before? Tell us what you know. "

Zhang Qiling glanced at him coldly and continued to look at Wang Zanghai's body in silence.

"Hey...what do you mean by not talking? I haven't seen you say a few words every day. Are you pretending to be deep or something?"

"I don't remember what happened in the past. If you want to know something, you can ask Han Yan."

The fat man looked at Zhang Qiling's expression carefully, and seeing that he did not seem to be pretending, he walked around the round plate and came to Zhang Hanyan's side.

"Han Yan, when you came here before, did you know where Wang Zanghai went during those years he disappeared?"

"He was captured and taken to Changbai Mountain to build a project that was unprecedented and will never be repeated. While building the project, he accidentally entered a mysterious place and learned something that did not exist in this world. After returning, he became crazy about verifying the authenticity of that thing.

The reason why he built such a place was that he thought he had found the result of that incident and put it into action, thinking that he could be resurrected and gain eternal life. "

The fat man nodded in understanding, "So this bastard wanted to be immortal, but he failed and turned into a dried corpse."

Wu Xie shone his flashlight on the model of the imperial palace surrounding Wang Zanghai and spoke softly.

"In my opinion, he wants more than just immortality. Look at the place where he sits, a miniature version of the imperial palace. I'm afraid he wants to be the emperor, right?"

"Heh... forget about the Ming Dynasty, even the Qing Dynasty has perished, and he still wants to be the emperor? What kind of daydreaming is this!"

As the fat man spoke, he poked Wang Zanghai's body with the crowbar in his hand. The dry body shook slightly, and it looked like it was about to fall over.

"Don't move!" Zhang Qiling roared softly, "There is explosives in the corpse's stomach. If it explodes, we will all die."

When the fat man heard this, he immediately withdrew his hand and dared not act rashly again.

He looked at the night-shining pearl on the top of the pagoda and thought, Fatty, I can't make this trip in vain. Although the remaining night-shining pearls are not as big as the ones in Han Yan's hand, a mosquito is still meat no matter how small it is. I have to take a few away.

He did whatever he thought of. He immediately climbed onto the middle stone plate, carefully identified the night pearl, and then tried every means to dig it out.

He did not have Zhang Qiling's two extraordinarily long fingers, and the night pearl was firmly embedded in the top of the treasure. He tried very hard but failed to take one out.

"Oh my God, little brother, how did you get this broken bead off? Why can't I get it off?"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Qiling's fingers, as if he understood something, and the ends of his eyebrows twitched unconsciously.

"Little brother, could you please use your fingers to pick off a few night-shining pearls for me? I'll give you some of the money when I sell them. How about that?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at him calmly and said coldly, "No."

"I'll give you some money! Really, if I lie to you I'm a puppy!" the fat man said solemnly.

"There's no shortage of money."

After Zhang Qiling finished speaking, he walked towards Zhang Hanyan. Even though the fat man's face turned purple with anger, he did not even look back.

"Not short of money? Listen... What kind of nouveau riche tone is this? I don't know who you learned this from."

The fat man kept muttering to himself, but the crowbar in his hand never stopped, and he kept prying the night pearl on the top of the treasure.

"what are you doing!"

Aning screamed, and was pulled out by Zhang Hanyan from the corner where she was hiding and thrown to the ground.

"Don't you know what you are doing? Aning, you have been hiding here for so long. Have you heard what you wanted to hear? Or, have you gotten what you wanted?"

When Aning heard her say this, she couldn't help but be slightly shocked. Could it be that she knew the purpose of my visit? No, the boss's business must not be discovered by others.

Aning quickly took out his pistol, loaded the gun and pointed the muzzle at Zhang Hanyan's forehead.

Zhang Hanyan smiled coldly, completely ignoring her every move.

Zhang Qiling walked quickly to Zhang Hanyan's side, unsheathed his black gold ancient sword and chopped the pistol in Aning's hand.

The sharp blade was placed on Aning's neck. If she moved, Zhang Qiling would cut off her head without hesitation.

Wu Xie: "Han Yan, are you okay?"

The fat man squatted beside Aning, groping up and down in her pockets with his hands, taking out all the weapons she had hidden and throwing them away.

"This bitch is so cruel! We have to be on guard against her. I don't want to be tricked by her again!"

He cursed and acted rudely until all of Aning's pockets were empty, and then he stood up.

"Han Yan, how did you know she was hiding here?"

Wu Xie stared at Zhang Hanyan with a pair of big eyes full of curiosity, holding the self-defense weapon given to him by Fatty - a crowbar!

"As soon as I entered the tomb just now, I heard her breathing. She deliberately slowed down her breathing and reduced her presence, thinking that she would not be discovered."

She squatted down and looked straight into Aning's eyes. "You think you are well disguised? But as long as you are a living thing, you will never escape being discovered."

Aning stared at Zhang Hanyan, her eyes full of resentment and resentment.

"Aning, you don't have to be so quick to hate me. Who knows, there may be a day when you will ask me for help. Things are unpredictable in this world. No one can predict what will happen in the future, right?"

"Haha... Don't worry, even if that day comes, I won't beg you!"

Zhang Hanyan smiled calmly, as if she didn't take Aning's bold words seriously at all. She knew that based on Aning's personality, she would ask her to save her in the future.