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

In a blink of an eye, it is another snowy winter. The weeping willows on the bank of West Lake are drooping in the snow, and their branches are covered with crystal clear ice flowers.

Zhang Hanyan sat alone in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, brewing tea by the stove, quietly admiring the silver-clad world between heaven and earth.

[Host, Zhang Qiling went out early in the morning and hasn't come back in such a long time. Aren't you going to go out and look for him? ]

No, it won’t be lost.

The tightly closed door opened and Zhang Qiling stepped in, returning from the wind and snow.

His hair and shoulders were covered with fluttering snowflakes.

"Why are you sitting outside? It's cold. Come inside."

Zhang Qiling reached out and pulled up Zhang Hanyan, who was looking up at him. Interlocking their fingers, he led her and walked into the house step by step.

"It was snowing so heavily, and I didn't even bother to hold an umbrella when I came back. My hair was all wet."

Zhang Hanyan stood on tiptoe and gently brushed away the snowflakes on the ends of his hair.

"I'm afraid I'll be back late and you'll be worried."

Zhang Qiling obediently let her wipe the fallen snow off his clothes one by one with a towel. His affectionate eyes were always watching her every move, never moving even a little.

"Okay, your clothes are all wet outside, go back to your room and change so you can eat, go quickly."

"it is good."

Zhang Qiling looked at the blush on her cheeks, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned and walked up the stairs.

[Host, you are blushing, tsk tsk tsk... this is the sour smell of love...]

To shut up!

【Okay...】

As soon as the steaming hot meal was served, there was a knock on the door. "Dong dong dong", and from the sound, it seemed that the knocker was very anxious.

Zhang Hanyan frowned and recalled the plot development in the original novel. She knew who was knocking on the door without even having to think about it.

"Little brother, you eat first, I'll go take a look."

Before Zhang Qiling could respond, she had already walked towards the door.

The heavy wooden door opened, and Zhang Hanyan saw Wu Sansheng standing outside the door in the wind and snow.

"Third Master, is there another job?"

Wu Sansheng was slightly stunned. He obviously didn't expect her to be so straightforward and not even pretend to be polite when speaking.

“Yes, but I have to go ahead with my men. Wu Xie will go with Chen Pi and the others. Please take care of him during the trip.

Don't worry, I have already talked to Chenpi A Si, price is not an issue, I guarantee you will be satisfied.

I gave him your address, and he will have his men pick you up here before you leave."

Zhang Hanyan looked at Wu Sansheng. Even though he concealed it well, she could still see a hint of anxiety in him.

It seems that Wu Sanxing found clues about Chen Wenjin and others in the Xisha Islands.

"Okay, walk slowly and don't send me away."

She nodded, watched Wu Sansheng leave, then closed the door and went back into the house.

As soon as she sat down, Zhang Qiling handed her a bowl of chicken soup at just the right temperature.

"The temperature is just right, drink more."

Zhang Hanyan took it with a smile, "Okay, thank you, brother..." She held the porcelain spoon and gently stirred the soup in the celadon bowl.

"Brother, Wu Sanxing was here just now. The place they are going to this time is Changbai Mountain and Yunding Palace."

The last time they entered the Yunding Palace was before they went to Siguniang Mountain with Zhang Qiling, and they threw one of Zhang Qiling's personal guards into the bronze door.

Zhang Qiling had long forgotten this incident, but when he heard the four words "Yunding Palace", he inexplicably felt a slight displeasure in his heart.

"Hanyan, are we going to go this time too?"

Zhang Hanyan put down the celadon bowl in her hand and looked at him intently.

“Well, Wu Sansheng asked us to take good care of Wu Xie, and then Chenpi Asi’s people will come to pick us up.

In fact, this trip to Changbai Mountain is not just because of them. It has been too long since the last time we entered the Bronze Gate. This time, we must go in and take a look.

The bronze gate has been unguarded for too long. I plan to write to Xi Liu and ask if he has anyone who can guard the gate."

Zhang Qiling pondered for a moment, thinking over and over what she said in his mind. He always felt that things shouldn't develop like this.

In his subconscious, he always felt that something had exceeded a certain range for no reason.

"Okay, it's all up to you."

As he spoke, he reached out and took the chicken soup that had already cooled down in front of Zhang Hanyan, stood up and poured it into the drain, then served her another bowl.

Three days later in the morning, there was a rapid and forceful knock on the door, and Chenpi A Si's men were waiting anxiously outside.

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling simply packed up, locked the door, and got into the van parked at the door.

Chenpi A Si was wearing a pair of sunglasses and sitting in the passenger seat without saying a word. There were several other guys in black clothes in the car.

The vehicle drove at a high speed and after arriving at the train station, everyone got off and boarded the train to Jilin.

"You two, your seats are in this room."

Chenpi A's servant took Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling to a sleeper car, pointed at the closed wooden door and continued.

"There are a few more people traveling with us inside. I will come and inform you when we reach our destination."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left. Zhang Hanyan looked away only after she saw him enter the carriage where Chenpi A'si was.

Zhang Qiling reached out and pushed open the closed door before her. Wu Xie, who was sitting in a daze on the lower bunk, suddenly looked up and looked at them in disbelief.

"Brother! Hanyan! Why are you here? Fatty! Wake up!"

He stood up excitedly and kept pulling the fat man who was sleeping opposite him.

"What's the matter, Tian Zhen? I'm having a sweet dream, you know? Don't you know that disturbing someone's sweet dream is extremely immoral?"

The fat man opened his eyes dazedly and met Zhang Hanyan's smiling eyes.

"Fatty was smiling so happily even when he was asleep. Can you tell us what kind of sweet dream he had?"

"Hey! Isn't this Han Yan and the little brother? Why are you here?"

He thought for a moment, stood up, walked quickly to the door, closed it, then came back and spoke carefully.

"Chenpi Ah Si invited you guys this time too?"

Zhang Hanyan nodded without comment, pulled Zhang Qiling, who was still standing, over, and pushed him to sit next to Wu Xie.

When Fatty saw this, he immediately stood up and walked to Wu Xie's side, giving up his lower bunk for Zhang Hanyan to sit on.

"Chenpi Ah Si actually invited you all. It seems that the place he is going to this time is very difficult and must be difficult to handle!

But it doesn’t matter. Since ancient times, the more difficult a place is to deal with, the more opportunities there are to make a fortune! "

After the fat man finished speaking, he pushed Wu Xie who was sitting, and signaled him to move closer to Zhang Qiling to make some room for him.

Wu Xie gave him a speechless look and moved next to Zhang Qiling, leaving a particularly large gap for the fat man.

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly because of being squeezed by him. He glanced at the empty seat next to Zhang Hanyan opposite him, and decisively stood up and sat down next to her.

Wu Xie and Fatty smiled at each other, with a hint of vulgarity in their smiles.

They were about to say something when a short whistle interrupted them.