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

At first glance, the scale of those mausoleums is almost comparable to that of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum.

"This... is this the mausoleum of all the slave kings of all generations? This is too spectacular!"

The fat man stared at the mausoleum in the middle of the crater. Except for Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling, almost everyone's face had an almost fanatical excitement.

"Just keep going."

Wu Xie and Fatty nodded hurriedly and took out ropes to prepare for rock climbing.

They stepped onto the sacred path, walked along the stairs that could accommodate dozens of carriages running side by side, and entered the main gate of the imperial mausoleum.

The gate hall of the imperial mausoleum is about the size of two basketball courts, with bronze chariots on both sides to welcome the emperor.

The flashlight continued to shine around, and when everyone thought that everything was safe, they saw seven or eight corpses hanging from the beams like hanged ghosts.

"Could these be Aning's men? Look, they are all wearing the same mountaineering clothes and carrying Type 56 domestic rifles."

While listening to Wu Xie, Fatty climbed up the beam nimbly and knocked one of the corpses to the ground.

He jumped in front of the corpse and pointed at a strand of black hair on the corpse's neck.

"Look, this strand of hair came out from his neck. It can't be cut by a knife or burned by fire. It's very strange."

When Wu Xie heard him say this, he felt a strong curiosity in his heart. Just as he was about to squat down and study it with Fatty, a long sword with a cold glow was pressed against Fatty's neck.

Everyone raised their eyes and looked at Zhang Hanyan who was standing with a sword in hand, all of them with a look of confusion on their faces.

"Han Yan, what do you mean? I haven't offended you in any way, have I?"

"Yes, Hanyan, let's talk it over. Put down your sword first."

Zhang Hanyan ignored them. Amid everyone's puzzled gazes, she stabbed the human-faced bird lying on the fat man's back to death with a sword.

It was not until the human-faced bird fell heavily to the ground that Wu Xie and the others could see clearly what kind of monster it was.

The monster's entire face was sunken, with a big hole at the nose, and its eye sockets were extremely deep, to the point of being deformed. Overall, it looked like an owl.

But they knew that the dead monster in front of them could not be just an owl.

"Look at the beams above. There are still a lot of these things. Let's go!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie and the others looked up and saw a large number of these monsters standing densely on the beams. They had their eyes closed and looked like they were sleeping.

Everyone moved forward quietly, carefully avoiding the debris in the hall, for fear of making any noise that would wake the monster.

Outside the gate hall, you can see the derivative hall of Shinto.

A twenty-arch white marble bridge appeared in front of them, with two coiled dragons entwined along the railings on both sides of the stone bridge.

Under the bridge is the moat of the imperial mausoleum. It is pitch black and one cannot see whether there is water in the river.

The end point of the stone bridge is the "Imperial Tomb Boundary Monument".

"What should we do? The stone bridge has collapsed. There is a three or four meter wide abyss. We can't get across at all."

Zhang Hanyan looked solemnly at the riverbed below the abyss. In the original plot, Wu Xie fell into the riverbed and found the place where Zhang Qiling engraved the mark along the riverbed.

This time, she wanted to take them directly over the abyss and move forward without taking any detours, but she didn't know if it would work.

She thought for a moment and decided to give it a try.

In the original plot, Wu Xie fell into the riverbed. Otherwise, why not send Wu Xie over first this time?

[Is it true, host? Is the host reliable? 】

I don’t know, let’s try it.

Zhang Hanyan walked over to Zhang Qiling and pointed to the other side. "Brother, I'll go over first. After I get over there, you throw Wu Xie over first and I'll be responsible for catching him on the other side."

Zhang Qiling looked up at the darkness opposite that seemed to be able to swallow people, took off his backpack, took out the night pearl he had been carrying with him, and placed it in Zhang Hanyan's hand.

"Take it with you, it's too dark across the street."

Wu Xie and Fatty had seen this goose egg-sized luminous pearl in the underwater tomb before, so they didn't think it was anything strange.

But it was the first time for Heixiazi and Panzi to see it. When the night pearl passed before their eyes, their eyes almost popped out.

"Okay, I'll wait for you across the street."

Zhang Hanyan took a few running steps and then jumped up, landing on the boundary marker on the opposite side in the blink of an eye.

Only after the bright light on the opposite side became stable did Zhang Qiling walk to Wu Xie, grab the back of his clothes, and throw him to the opposite side.

"Brother! Didn't you discuss this in advance? You..."

The words that Wu Xie hadn't finished saying drifted away in the wind, vaguely heard and not very clear.

Just as he was about to approach the other side and Zhang Hanyan had already stretched out her hand to catch him, a sharp bird cry came from the sky.

[Oh no... it's all over...]

In full view of the crowd, everyone watched as Wu Xie was grabbed by the shoulders by a huge human-faced bird. With a gunshot, the bird's claws let go of Wu Xie, and Wu Xie screamed and fell into the bottomless riverbed.

Oh... everything is determined by fate, nothing can be decided by humans...

Zhang Hanyan sighed in her heart, waved and greeted Zhang Qiling opposite her, put away the night pearl, and jumped directly into the riverbed.

She found Wu Xie, who had fallen unconscious, on a clay figurine discarded at the bottom of the riverbed. Before she could wake him up, Zhang Qiling appeared beside her.

"Han Yan."

With the dim light of the flashlight, he carefully checked her body for any signs of bumps or bruises.

"I'm fine, little brother. Wu Xie fainted, we need to wake him up. Why are you alone? Where are Fatty and the others?"

"They are behind us and should be here soon."

After he finished speaking, he squatted down and moved his right hand over every part of Wu Xie's body to check if he had any serious fractures.

"He's fine, he just fainted, he will wake up on his own in a while."

Zhang Qiling stood up, looked at Zhang Hanyan, and asked, "Are they going in too?"

Zhang Hanyan shook her head slightly and responded softly, "They can't go in. Except for the specific people of the Zhang family, no one else can get out alive."

"Someone specific...us?"

"Well, it can only be us, don't be afraid, little brother, I will always be with you, no matter where we go, we will be together."

In the pitch-black environment, there was only a faint light in front of them.

He looked down at her. In the dim light, she was smiling, and her eyes seemed to be filled with the misty water of West Lake. Her bare red lips were like the beautiful sunset in the sky.

In the darkness, he stared at her blankly, his thoughts were blank, his mind was empty, and only his heart was beating lonely and passionately.

"it is good."

He answered softly, his voice low and hoarse.