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

When Zhang Hanyan and Xie Yuchen first met, Master Xie Jiu had just passed away, and Xie Yuchen became the new head of the Xie family at a young age.

In that family full of intrigue and unrest, he was only eight years old, and he had to shoulder the responsibility of the head of the family while also guarding against family members stabbing him in the back.

He had a very difficult time during those days. She flew on a sword from the snowy mountains to the Jie family to fulfill the promise she had made to Master Jie Jiu.

She took out the things she brought out from the ancient city of Sizhou from the space and gave them to the young Xie Yuchen, so that he would have some money to rely on and the confidence to speak.

Before leaving, he killed several uncles and their subordinates who had openly or secretly disobeyed Xie Yuchen in front of all the Xie family members to help him establish his authority.

Zhang Hanyan looked at an orchid swaying in the wind and thought, after all these years, she wondered if Xie Yuchen would still cover the doors and windows of his room tightly with black cloth.

Xi Liu has been stationed in Beijing for many years, so he naturally knows the Jie family. Many of his businesses are related to the Jie family.

"I know the Jie family that the Saint mentioned. I also have business cooperation with them. Since the Saint has instructed me, I will pay more attention to them in the future."

"There's no need to go out of your way. I still believe in Xie Yuchen's ability. He will do a good job. As for the business dealings between you, just let it go naturally."

Xi Liu smiled indifferently and claimed that he understood.

While they were talking, Zhang Qiling's eyes swept over Zhang Mo calmly, and Zhang Mo's eyes kept lingering on her intentionally or unintentionally.

He frowned slightly, and for no reason, he felt a strong dislike for Zhang Mo.

He wanted Zhang Mo to leave their home as soon as possible, and preferably never appear in front of Zhang Hanyan again.

Zhang Qiling turned his head to look at Zhang Hanyan who was smiling and talking, pursed his lips slightly, and reached out to hold her hand.

Zhang Hanyan stopped talking to Xiliu and turned to look at him, "What's wrong? Are you hungry? I'll go cook for you."

Her gentle and delicate voice, the radiant smile when she looked at him, and their clasped hands, all became needles that pricked Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo hurriedly looked away, not wanting to look anymore.

The fat man was worrying about what reason to leave the pavilion. He didn't want to sit here and listen to them talking. It always gave him the illusion that the more he knew, the faster he would die.

"I'm hungry, it's ok, you guys chat, I'll go cook, I'm an excellent cook, let's go!"

He stood up after he finished speaking, and after observing the layout of the house, he successfully found the location of the kitchen and walked towards it with great strides.

"Han Yan...I want to eat boiled chicken."

Zhang Hanyan looked at Zhang Qiling. She didn’t know why he had to send her away. She thought he had something to say to Xi Liu and Zhang Mo that was not convenient for her to hear.

But then she thought again, he had lost his memory and didn't remember who he was, so how could he have anything to say to Xi Liu and Zhang Mo? There was no trace of their existence in his memory at all.

She stood up puzzledly and said, "Okay, wait here for me and I'll do it for you."

The fat man was busy in the kitchen. When he saw her come in, he asked loudly, "Didn't you say I was cooking? Why are you here?"

"The boy said he wanted to eat boiled chicken." As she spoke, she opened the refrigerator, took out the chicken she bought yesterday, washed it, and cooked it.

"Han Yan, there are only two of us in the kitchen now. Can you tell me about your family? I'm very curious!"

Zhang Hanyan smiled and looked up at him, "Fatty is a gangster, haven't you heard that curiosity kills the cat?"

The fat man pretended to be scared and took two steps back. He covered his neck exaggeratedly and said, "What do you mean? Are you going to kill people to silence them?"

He beat his chest and stamped his feet, wailing, "Han Yan, oh Han Yan, I thought we were friends who had shared life and death together. I, Fatty, helped you so much this time, but I didn't expect that you would actually kill me to silence me!

If Tian Zhen knew that you killed me, I don’t know if he would avenge me. But think about it, he can’t beat you, what a sin…”

Zhang Hanyan leaned against the door frame, silently watching him direct and act by himself.

Zhang Qiling, who was outside the house, heard the noise coming from the kitchen and knew that the fat man was acting alone again. If Zhang Hanyan really wanted to kill him, he would not have a chance to speak.

Xi Liu also drank his tea calmly. He had already realized that the Fatty had a very good relationship with them and it was impossible for him to kill him for no reason.

Zhang Mo frowned and looked in the direction of the kitchen. After a loud wailing, he suddenly stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

His unexpected behavior caught Xi Liu off guard, and by the time he reacted and wanted to stop him, it was too late.

The moment Zhang Mo took a step, Zhang Qiling suddenly stood up and blocked his way. His icy eyes made Zhang Mo's heart shudder uncontrollably.

"Patriarch, something happened to the Saint in the kitchen."

"Mind your own business, or...die!"

Zhang Qiling's voice was cold, like ice that had not melted for thousands of years. His dark eyes revealed a bone-chilling chill that made Zhang Mo feel as if he was in an ice cellar.

Seeing that the development of the situation was beyond his expectations, Xi Liu hurried over, pushed Zhang Mo into the pavilion, and bowed his head to apologize to Zhang Qiling.

"Chief, he didn't mean it. Please forgive his mistake."

Zhang Qiling ignored him, glared at Zhang Mo coldly, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

The oppressive feeling from above his head disappeared. Xiliu raised his head with a sigh of relief. Seeing that Zhang Qiling had gone far away, he immediately turned around and walked to Zhang Mo and scolded him.

"What happened to you just now? Do you know that your behavior just now has crossed the line? She is now a saint and is no longer your friend from the past. Do you understand?

"Zhang Mo, don't you have eyes? Can't you see that they are very close now? They have been together day and night for so many years, it's not something you can interfere with!"

No matter what Xi Liu said, Zhang Mo remained silent, as if he was a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

Xi Liu was so angry that he really wanted to punch him to wake him up, but after thinking it over, he didn't do it.

It’s not that he didn’t want to fight, but they were not at home now, and if they started fighting and broke things, they would probably not be able to leave.

"Wait until I get back and I'll settle the score with you."

Xi Liu sat down on the stone bench, looking at Zhang Mo, who remained silent, with a look of disappointment.

Zhang Mo glanced at him lightly. He knew what kind of person Xi Liu was. He always made a lot of noise but did little. He talked big but when it came to taking action, he was just showing off.

His personality has been like this since he was a child, and it has not changed over the years.

Even if he did some things against his will in order to survive under the Great Elder when he was a child, it was all out of necessity and not from his own heart.

Zhang Mo turned his head to look at the rockery and flowing water across the lake. Every scene and object in front of him revealed a warm feeling of home.

This is their home. Although he is fortunate enough to stand here now, all this will never belong to him.