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

"Hanyan, little brother, you are finally here. If you hadn't come, Fatty Tianzhen and I would have to stay here."

The fat man looked at Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling who were standing together with excitement, put away the last pack of explosives in his hand, and turned around decisively to climb up.

The flame of the True Fire Talisman is long-lasting and cannot be extinguished by external force.

The monster burned by the flames ran around and screamed, trying to get its companions to help it put out the fire.

In the end, the fire was not extinguished. Instead, more and more monsters began to be burned. More and more monsters were burning, and gradually, there were only a few left to chase Wu Xie and Fatty.

Zhang Qiling jumped onto the bronze tree and killed the monster that was chasing Wu Xie and Fatty.

"Hanyan, take them up first."

"Okay, then be careful."

Zhang Hanyan flew up on her sword, and after flying to Wu Xie's side, she grabbed his arm and threw him behind her.

The sword was too narrow and Wu Xie staggered and couldn't stand steadily.

"Stand firm. I'm not responsible if you fall."

Wu Xie grabbed the edge of her fluttering clothes and pulled it tightly, fearing that he would fall.

"Hanyan, slow down..."

Under Fatty's envious gaze, Wu Xie was brought to Lao Yang's position accompanied by his own long exclamation.

Lao Itch never stopped. His face was abnormally pale and he was exhausted.

Zhang Hanyan grabbed his arm and carried him up with her. In just a moment, she dropped them at the place designated by Lao Yang.

Wu Xie and Lao Yang both collapsed on the branches of the bronze tree, still in shock from what had just happened.

"Fatty, come up!"

The fat man stretched out his hand so that Zhang Hanyan could grab him. Even though it was his second experience, he still found it all extremely novel.

Zhang Hanyan had just brought Fatty to the location of Wu Xie and Lao Yang, and was about to pick up Zhang Qiling.

Before she could move, she saw Zhang Qiling climbing quickly over the branches, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of them.

"Those things didn't come after us."

"Brother, you came up here by yourself? Are you so quick?"

As the fat man spoke, he looked at the black gold ancient sword in Zhang Qiling's hand that was still dripping with blood, and couldn't help but smack his lips.

My goodness, Xiaoge and Hanyan are both amazing guys, one can fly, and the other can catch up with them while killing monsters.

"Brother, did you see clearly what those things were when you killed them?"

Wu Xie's eyes flickered with curiosity as he stared at Zhang Qiling intently, as if he would not give up until he got an answer.

Zhang Qiling's face darkened when he thought about what he encountered when he came up.

"The ones who attacked you were monkeys wearing stone-carved human-face masks. When I killed them and came up, I met the people who wanted to travel with us.

They were all dead, their bodies hanging on the branches, and there were many mummies hanging on the branches, and the mummies also had masks on their faces. "

Wu Xie: "The mummy is also wearing a mask on its face. Is it the same mask as the one on the monkey's face?"

“Well, those masks are alive, with a kind of poisonous insect hidden in the mouth of the mask that can penetrate deep into the throat.

The bugs affect the nervous systems of animals and humans, causing masked people to attack strangers.

The bugs reproduce in the host's body, and after the host dies, they attach themselves to the mask and wait for the next host to approach."

Wu Xie and Fatty's faces became unusually heavy as they listened to Zhang Qiling's story.

They were not sure if they would be the ones infected by the insects if Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan had not arrived in time.

"How many of those are there, little brother?"

"A lot, you guys...can't get through."

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other and saw the same shock and fear of surviving a disaster in each other's eyes.

"Let's take a break. After we've rested, we can continue moving forward."

At Zhang Hanyan's suggestion, everyone quickly finished their food and replenished their energy. After the previous ordeal, everyone soon fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling stayed by their side to prevent any unexpected events.

About two hours later, Lao Yang woke up first. He looked around quietly and stared in one direction.

"What are you looking at?"

He was watching so intently that Zhang Hanyan's sudden shout scared him so much that he almost fell down.

"Nothing... nothing. We've rested long enough. How about waking up Wu Xie and the others and continuing on our way?"

"Are you anxious? What are you anxious for? The cocoon won't run away."

When Lao Yang heard her talking about corpse cocoons in a light-hearted manner, a look of surprise instantly appeared on his face.

"You, how do you know? What else do you know?"

His body retreated backwards habitually. This was not the ground, but a deep abyss below. If he was not careful, he would die.

He staggered and hurriedly held onto the bronze tree to barely steady himself.

Zhang Hanyan looked at his frightened expression and snorted. She had to admit that Lao Yang's acting skills were very good. At least when it came to pretending to be a grandson, no one could compare to him.

"Don't be nervous. Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell anyone. We have different goals. I have no interest in your affairs."

Lao Yang stared at her intently. Zhang Hanyan did not lie and was not afraid of his gaze.

He was relieved to see that there was nothing unusual in her expression.

"Don't worry, I never meant to hurt Wu Xie. I just wanted to..."

Wu Xie and Fatty's stretching interrupted Lao Yang's words. He looked at the sleepy Wu Xie and immediately shut up.

"What are you talking about? Why don't you talk?"

Wu Xie rubbed his eyes and asked while yawning.

"Nothing, now that you're awake, let's pack up and go."

Zhang Hanyan glanced at Lao Yang lightly and urged, Wu Xie and Fatty responded in a daze, immediately picked up their backpacks and stood up.

"Come on, Laoyang, where are we going next? You lead the way, and we'll just follow you."

"Okay, follow me. It's just ahead, not far away."

Before Lao Yang turned around, he glanced at Wu Xie seemingly unintentionally. That glance was full of deep meaning and was keenly caught by Fatty.

He didn't say much, but as they walked forward, his eyes were always on Lao Yang in front of him, protecting Wu Xie behind him.

Led by Lao Yang, everyone walked to a coffin, which was fixed with a bronze chain as thick as a wrist.

Soon after they arrived, a thin layer of mist gradually rose around the coffin. Later, the mist became thicker and thicker, and a faint fragrance floated in the mist.