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

Wu Xie looked at the opened bronze door in the distance at a loss. Not only him, but also Xi Liu and Zhang Mo, who were also members of the Zhang family, were shocked.

This was the first time they saw the huge door open.

The bronze door is one of the many secrets of the Zhang family. Even so, they were still a little overwhelmed when they got a glimpse of the secret for the first time.

A series of horn sounds from deer antlers came from the other side of the rift, very melodious.

Countless dark shadows, following the sound of antlers, formed a long line and appeared in the vast fog.

"The Yin soldiers are asking for your permission! Tian Zhen, quickly retreat to the side and don't block their way!"

When Wu Xie and Fatty retreated in panic, they did not forget to pull Xi Liu and Zhang Mo beside them.

Chenpi A Si lost the support of the two people and fell heavily to the ground.

Those neatly arranged ghost soldiers were wearing armor from the Shang Dynasty. The people in front held flagpoles in their hands, and the people behind held huge horns.

They floated forward at a very fast speed and without any sound.

The ghost soldiers seemed not to see Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling standing in the middle of the road. Their ethereal bodies passed through them and continued forward.

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling reached out together to grab Chenpi A Si, and under the astonished gazes of Wu Xie and the other three, they followed the ghost soldiers and entered the huge bronze gate.

"Han Yan... No! Han Yan..."

Zhang Mo rushed out suddenly and ran with all his might towards Zhang Hanyan who was gradually disappearing in the darkness.

"Zhang Mo!"

Xiliu caught up with him and tried her best to pull him back.

As the two men were pulling each other, the ground shook violently, and the huge bronze door closed instantly, becoming a whole again.

Zhang Mo looked at the tightly closed bronze door, staggered and collapsed to the ground, muttering to himself, his face ashen.

Wu Xie and Fatty came out from behind the rocks where they had been hiding, and looked at the closed bronze door in the distance, with expressions of bewilderment on their faces.

"Fatty, do you think Brother and Han Yan will come out again?"

The fat man shook his head blankly. What had just happened was far beyond his understanding.

"I don't know. How about we wait for them here?"

Wu Xie nodded, staring at the huge bronze door that had been closed for a long time, waiting anxiously.

As the four of them waited, the fog around them gradually dissipated, and sporadic bird calls were heard from the end of the rift.

"Oh no! Naive, those monsters are back! Let's go!"

Fatty pulled Wu Xie and turned to leave, but just as they took a step, Xi Liu blocked their way.

"The Saint asked us to take you away from here safely. We have a map. Please follow us."

After Xi Liu finished speaking, she pulled up Zhang Mo, who was slumped on the ground, and took Wu Xie and Fatty to the hot spring gap that led directly to the bronze door.

Wu Xie and Fatty helped Xi Liu support the almost paralyzed Zhang Mo, and watched him stretch out his long fingers that were exactly the same as Zhang Qiling's, and open the flap hidden in the stone wall.

"Oh my god, have all of you Zhang family members practiced the Fa Qiu Finger technique?"

Xi Liu ignored the fat man's question. He grabbed Zhang Mo's right arm, dragged him, and walked through the gate.

"Here...isn't this the hot spring crevice where we rested when we climbed the mountain? It turns out that we can directly reach the bronze door from here."

"So, Brother and Han Yan already knew that we could get to the bronze gate directly from here? Then why did they take us on such a long detour? They almost tired me to death!"

The four of them rested for a night in the crevice of the hot spring. During that time, the fat man wanted to open the mechanism that could open the flap door, but he tried many times and failed each time because his fingers were too thick and short.

He sat on the ground, looking at his ten fingers in annoyance, rubbing and flattening them, trying to make them softer.

Wu Xie couldn't bear it, so he slapped him on the back of his hand, making a light snapping sound.

"Okay, Fatty, you are born with insufficient conditions, and it's useless to work hard. Stop dreaming, you can't open it."

"Hey... Tian Zhen, tell me, why is this guy perfect in every way? A stunning face, a body with eight-pack abs, everything is good, no wonder Han Yan likes this guy so much."

Wu Xie had been with Fatty for so long that he had already figured out Fatty's temperament. He only thought about it for a moment and immediately understood the hidden meaning of Fatty's words.

He chuckled and continued with the fat man's words, "Yes, ever since we met them, Han Yan has been with the little brother all the time. Even when they entered the bronze gate where life and death were unknown, they stayed together."

The place where Zhang Mo and Xi Liu were resting was not far from the two of them, and their words reached their ears word for word.

Xi Liu knew that the two of them said this on purpose for Zhang Mo to hear.

From Zhang Mo's actions just now, anyone with a discerning eye could tell what he was thinking of Zhang Hanyan.

Their conversation made Zhang Mo, who was usually silent, look at them and asked coldly.

"You said...they have a good relationship? Specifically...how good is it?"

Wu Xie and Fatty smiled at each other, leaned against each other with their arms around each other's shoulders, and told each other everything they had seen in the past.

"How good is it? It's so good that you can't even imagine!"

The fat man paused, glanced at Zhang Mo's obviously gloomy face, and laughed even more happily.

"Every time she went to the tomb, Han Yan brought all kinds of food, clothes, and daily necessities, fearing that the young man would be thirsty, hungry, cold, or frozen outside.

As long as the little brother frowned, Han Yan could immediately detect his changing mood, and would immediately coax him and hug him, fearing that he would be wronged.

If anyone dares to make me angry, Han Yan will kill that person with a knife immediately!"

The fat man's voice spoke the last sentence with an especially forceful tone, as if he was warning someone not to have any inappropriate thoughts.

"What about him? Is he nice to Han Yan?"

Zhang Mo seemed not to hear the warning in the fat man's words and continued to ask softly.

"Tsk... Look at the question you asked, it's really funny. If the little brother is not good to Han Yan, can Han Yan be that good to the little brother?

This person... has always been sincere to each other. It's late at night. I won't talk to you anymore. Go to sleep!"

"Okay! Move over there a little, you're squeezing me, fat bastard!"

"What do you know? Don't you know that huddling together is warm? Look at the little brother, he always holds Han Yan in his arms when he sleeps. Let's huddle together too."

"Get lost! I'm so annoyed!"

Wu Xie rolled his eyes in speechless silence and pushed Fatty a few times. Later, when he realized that he couldn't move him any further, he gave up and leaned against him and fell asleep.

Xi Liu silently watched Zhang Mo's every move. He knew the purpose of Fatty and the others, but he did not stop them. He just wanted Zhang Mo to see clearly that they - it was really impossible.

That night, some people slept soundly, while others stayed awake all night.

The next day, Wu Xie and Fatty followed Xi Liu and Zhang Mo and set out on their journey home along the same route they came from in the snow and wind.