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

The back hall was equally empty. It was obvious at a glance that there was nothing inside except for the three black stone beds with thunder-patterned dragons placed horizontally in the middle, and the murals painted on the walls and ceilings.

The murals are almost all painted with centipedes coiled in clouds. They are so densely packed that at first glance it looks like the walls are covered with centipedes.

The mural also depicts many soldiers bowing to the centipede dragon in the sky.

[Host, this is the legendary centipede. It looks really ugly.]

Haha... just like those human-faced birds and monkeys in the mouth in the front hall look good, King Wannu of Dongxia is an extremely ugly monster. Are you still expecting something good under his command?

[That's true... I haven't seen the King of Ten Thousand Slaves yet. I'll have to see him in person later.]

"Looking at the humble expressions of the Dongxia people in the murals, they must have worshipped these centipede dragons."

Wu Xie stroked the murals on the wall inch by inch, and imitated Fatty's previous move to scratch the wall, trying to confirm whether these murals also had two layers.

"Well, what's so special about these broken murals? Keep going forward. You! Hurry up and lead the way!"

Chenpi A's impatient urging voice brought Wu Xie back to his senses.

He pointed at Zhang Hanyan who was standing beside him, and his domineering look almost made Zhang Mo who was standing behind him unable to hold back and attack him.

At the critical moment, it was Xi Liu beside him who tightly grasped his raised right hand.

Her eyes warned him: Don't act rashly!

Zhang Qiling looked at Chenpi A Si with cold eyes. The undisguised murderous intent in his eyes was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart.

"You...what are you looking at? I paid for your visit!"

Zhang Qiling's hand was grasped on the hilt of the black gold ancient sword, and he was already showing signs of preparing to take action.

Just before Chenpi A Si was about to continue his boasting, a silver needle as thick as a hair pierced straight into his throat, turning him into a complete mute.

Before everyone could react to this sudden change, Zhang Hanyan had already pulled Zhang Qiling's hand off the hilt of the knife.

He comforted her softly, "Okay, little brother, don't be angry. Look, I've already taught him a lesson. I can't really kill him."

Zhang Qiling turned his head to look at her, and in an instant, his eyes, which were as cold as ice that had not melted for thousands of years, turned into a pool of spring water as if meeting the warm sun.

"it is good."

Watching their interaction, Zhang Mo felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on his heart and he couldn't breathe.

Xi Liu noticed that something was wrong with him and quietly pushed him lightly to divert his attention.

Wu Xie and Fatty walked up to them with sly smiles on their faces. Under Zhang Qiling's puzzled gaze, the two of them held each other's hands.

Fatty touched Wu Xie's head and said exaggeratedly: "Oh, naive, don't be angry, don't be angry..."

Zhang Hanyan quietly watched the two of them acting funny, rolled her eyes speechlessly, then pulled Zhang Qiling towards the exit of the back hall.

"Yo... gone? Are you shy?"

"Come on, Fatty, if we don't catch up with them, we may not be able to get out of here safely.

By then, let alone getting rich, you will have to leave your life here."

After Wu Xie finished speaking, he shook off Fatty's hand with force. The obvious disgust on his face made Pan Zi and Hei Xia Zi, who were standing in the corner, burst out laughing.

Everyone caught up with Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling and walked to the exit of the back hall.

They thought that the exit of the rear hall was the entrance to the underground palace, but when they checked, they found that there was nothing at the exit except a lampstand with bronze crane feet.

"This is weird, why is there nothing here? This is not right. How about we go back to the back hall to see if there are any other clues?"

Everyone who had gained nothing agreed to the fat man's suggestion, and they all returned to the coffin platform in the back hall.

"Brother, Hanyan, have you noticed anything?"

Zhang Hanyan walked around the coffin platform and finally stopped at the place where the tombstone was.

"First, lift up this tombstone."

When Fatty and Wu Xie heard this, they thought there was a way, and they quickly called on Pan Zi and Hei Xia Zi to push away the heavy stone slab on top of the tombstone.

Just when they were about to be happy, reality slapped them in the face unexpectedly.

There was no entrance to any secret passage under the stone platform, only a layer of blue bricks.

"This... How come there is nothing here, Hanyan, this time, have you made a mistake?"

Zhang Hanyan ignored Wu Xie's questioning. She pulled Zhang Qiling, who was standing aside, over and pointed at one of the bluestone slabs and said.

"Young man, please use your fingers to lift this piece of bluestone."

Zhang Qiling nodded without asking the reason. Under everyone's expectant gaze, he used his unusually long fingers to pinch the bluestone slab she designated and pulled it up from the ground.

"Fuck, bro, you're awesome!"

The fat man gave Zhang Qiling a thumbs up with admiration, even though Zhang Qiling didn't even look at him from beginning to end.

But he didn't care, he was used to it anyway.

Next, Wu Xie and his friends turned over all the bluestone slabs at the bottom of the pit, revealing a black stone covered with tortoise shell patterns buried at the bottom of the pit.

The pattern carved on the tortoise shell looks like a woman's face.

While everyone was busy studying the tortoise shell, Zhang Hanyan calmly made a gesture to Xiliu. After Xiliu nodded in confirmation, he pulled Zhang Qiling away from the crowd in silence.

As they were studying the turtle shell, everyone became more and more anxious, and the fat man was more obvious. He cursed and picked up his backpack to leave.

As soon as he took a step, Zhang Qiling blocked his way and prevented him from taking another step forward.

"Brother, what are you doing! Get out of the way!"

"Your argument just now is useless. This is a trap set by Wang Zanghai. Just because they let us in, they may not let us out."

Zhang Qiling's words instantly calmed down the crowd, who were originally restless and didn't know what to do next.

"Burn this turtle to eliminate its inherent magnetism."

After Zhang Hanyan finished speaking, he threw a glass bottle filled with gasoline onto the turtle shell at the bottom of the pit. The glass bottle shattered and the gasoline spread over the turtle shell.

The burning cigarette butt in the fat man's hand fell to the ground, and the gasoline on the turtle shell instantly burned. In a short while, the turtle shell was burned red.

In full view of everyone, the tortoise shell cracked and a thick black smoke spread into the air from the crack.

"What is this? Is it poisonous?"

Wu Xie asked with a pair of innocent big eyes. Under his puzzled gaze, Zhang Hanyan pulled him to a place where the black smoke could not spread.

"This is Chongxiangyu! Wang Zanghai wants us to die! Run!"

Chenpi A Si exclaimed and turned away before anyone could react. Xi Liu and Zhang Mo followed him and disappeared in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the endless darkness.

"The rest of you, follow us!"

Zhang Hanyan shouted, and she and Zhang Qiling led the way in front for Wu Xie and the others, stopping from time to time to wait for the fat man who was out of breath.