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

The four of them walked out of the Qinling Mountains while laughing and joking, and found a random hotel at the foot of the mountain to rest. Their rooms were adjacent to each other.

Several people gathered in Zhang Qiling's room. Under Wu Xie's expectant gaze, Zhang Hanyan cut a large piece of Ganoderma lucidum for him with a dagger and handed it to him.

"Here, this should be enough. Just put a few slices in each time. Putting too much will cause problems for your body."

"Yeah, I know, thank you Hanyan."

Wu Xie held the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand as if it were a treasure, wondering where to put it safely.

"Fatty, do you want some? I'll cut some for you."

The fat man kept waving his hands, "I don't need it. My body is very healthy and I don't need to replenish it. You can keep it."

"Okay then, it's late, everyone go back to sleep, we'll meet at the hotel entrance at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Zhang Hanyan said as she wiped the dagger. Wu Xie and Fatty nodded, then stood up and left.

After they left, she threw the Ganoderma into the space. She patted the spore powder on her hands and said with a smile, "Done."

"Hanyan, I'll take you back."

Zhang Qiling took her hand and led her slowly out of the room and towards the next door.

"Go back to bed and get some rest. You can go home tomorrow."

"it is good."

Zhang Hanyan turned around and walked two steps before stopping. Under Zhang Qiling's puzzled gaze, she suddenly turned back to him and kissed him on the cheek.

Before he could react, he ran back to his room.

Bang—the sound of the door closing brought Zhang Qiling back to his senses. He raised his hand in disbelief and gently stroked the place where Zhang Hanyan had kissed.

Wherever his fingertips touched, they seemed to be stained with the remaining warmth of her lips.

Zhang Qiling stood blankly in front of the door for a long time. Only when the room in front of him fell into darkness did he turn around and leave.

The moment she turned around, the smile on her lips grew wider, and she smiled like a god, with a radiant beauty.

Zhang Hanyan, lying on the bed, watched the figure outside the door disappear. Thinking of her previous actions, she covered her head with the quilt in shame.

[Host, you are getting bolder now. How is love? Is it sweet? I am not lying to you.]

Hehehe...things have to develop like this. As long as the host becomes aware of it, my mission will be half completed.

Zhang Hanyan crawled out from under the quilt and looked at the dark ceiling of the tent.

She ignored the system. The scenes of her past interactions with Zhang Qiling kept appearing before her eyes, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and everyone was fast asleep. The difference was that two of them still had a slight smile on their lips even after falling asleep.

After a night, Wu Xie and Fatty stood at the door of the hotel on time, waiting to set off.

"Fatty, are you going back to Beijing soon? Or why don't you come with me to Hangzhou? I'll treat you to delicious food and fun."

"No need, Fatty, I have something important to do when I get home. I'll come see you later when I have time."

The two were chatting casually at the door of the hotel. Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling, who arrived late, quietly walked behind them.

Zhang Hanyan smiled playfully, and while the two were not paying attention, she yelled, "Hey!"

The sudden attack caught Fatty and Wu Xie off guard so frightened that they felt their hearts were about to jump out of their throats.

"Han Yan, what are you doing? You almost scared your fat uncle to death!"

The fat man patted his chest with lingering fear to calm his frightened emotions.

"Isn't this because I wasn't scared?" Zhang Hanyan looked up at the sky with a smile. The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.

"The sun is shining brightly today. Let's go home!"

On the train, Wu Xie was looking at the scenery outside the window with great energy, and didn't notice the people behind him at all.

Zhang Hanyan handed the fat man an egg-sized luminous pearl and two long jade beads from the Han Dynasty.

She spent a long time rummaging through the boxes in the space to get these things. If Fatty hadn't wanted them, she wouldn't have known that there were night pearls in those boxes.

"remuneration."

When the fat man saw the familiar sandalwood box, his eyes lit up instantly and he couldn't wait to take it.

He opened the small wooden box a little and took a peek. There were many people on the train and it was better not to show off one's wealth.

Even if it was just a small gap, it was enough for him to see what was inside.

Especially the night pearl, which emits bright and soft light in the box, dazzling.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to have so many treasures, Hanyan. I've decided, Fatty, I won't sell anything you give me. I'll keep them as heirlooms."

The fat man whispered as he put the small wooden box into his backpack, holding the backpack tightly in his arms and not leaving it.

"What were you talking about just now? Fatty, why are you holding your bag? Are you afraid that someone will steal it? There's nothing valuable in it."

After Wu Xie finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that he still had a large piece of Ganoderma lucidum in his backpack. As there were people coming and going in the aisle, he had no choice but to hold the backpack in his hands.

Zhang Qiling looked at the two people opposite him silently and ignored them.

"It's still a long way to go, so take a nap." He pulled Zhang Hanyan up and pointed to the bed above.

"Okay, then remember to call me when you get there."

Zhang Hanyan chuckled, climbed over swiftly, spread out the folded quilt, and lay down to sleep.

"Okay, Fatty, let's get some sleep too?"

"No, go to sleep by yourself. I'm not sleepy. I'll call you when we get to the station. Brother, you go to sleep too. I'll just stay awake."

Zhang Qiling glanced at the fat man indifferently. He knew the reason why he didn’t sleep was simply because of the things in his backpack.

He didn't know what was so rare about those things. Not to mention that there were plenty of them in Zhang Hanyan's space, and Zhang Hanyan once told him that in the Zhang family, in the courtyard of the Zhang family patriarch, where they had not returned for a long time, there were mountains of treasures.

If the fat guy knew his nouveau riche thoughts, I wonder what he would think.

"Ah."

He responded softly, lying on the bed below Zhang Hanyan and dozing with his eyes closed.

When Wu Xie saw that Zhang Qiling had fallen asleep, he immediately climbed onto his own bed, turned his back to Zhang Hanyan who was standing opposite him, hugged his backpack and fell asleep.

The train stopped and started, and passengers around them kept getting on and off, in waves, until there were fewer passengers around them and they finally reached their destination.

The fat man looked at the road sign outside, and the voice on the radio woke up several sleeping people at the same time.

Zhang Qiling silently picked up his things, and his desire to go home became more and more urgent.

"Hanyan, we're here."

He reached out and helped her down, and after Wu Xie had finished packing, they followed the crowd towards the exit.

"Okay, you guys go back. I can't go with you on the rest of the journey. I still have to take the bus back to Beijing."

"Okay, then be careful on the road, we'll leave first."

Wu Xie waved goodbye to Fatty loudly. Fatty nodded in response and glanced at Zhang Hanyan inadvertently. As they looked at each other, a smile of understanding appeared in both of their eyes.