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

Ever since Zhang Qiling returned to Hangzhou, he always liked to follow Zhang Hanyan. Even if he didn't follow her sometimes, his eyes were always closely following her.

On a sunny afternoon, after an episode of a TV series was over, Zhang Hanyan stretched, put down the remote control and stood up.

As soon as she stood up, Zhang Qiling, who was sitting next to her, immediately stood up as well.

"Hey, could you please sit on the chair for a while? I'm really not going out. I'm just going to the kitchen to wash some fruit."

"I am coming too......"

Zhang Hanyan looked at his determined expression, sighed softly, and finally nodded helplessly.

"Okay, let's go, together."

She took his hand and led him out of the living room, through the breezy corridor, and into the kitchen.

Zhang Hanyan let go of Zhang Qiling's hand and pointed at the refrigerator.

"This kitchen is so small. I'm going to get some fruit from the refrigerator. Just stand here and don't come over and make trouble."

"it is good."

Zhang Qiling nodded. The afternoon sun shone on the side of his face, and his fine hair was stained with a layer of golden light. It swayed slightly as he nodded, and he looked particularly well-behaved.

[Host, Zhang Qiling looks so good, don't you want to pinch him? I'm about to do it.]

Do you have hands? Just do it. You keep saying unrealistic things every day.

[Yeah, it would be nice if I had hands. I really want to rub him.]

Daydreaming!

Zhang Hanyan opened the refrigerator, took out some fruits and went to the sink to wash them. Zhang Qiling watched her every move quietly, with a smile growing on his lips.

After returning home, Wu Xie found a letter left for him by Wu Sansheng on the desk while sorting out his belongings.

The letter reads: Nephew, when you see this letter, I may have died. I am going to do something, and this thing is my destiny.

If I don't find the answer, I would rather die.

I am not deliberately deceiving you over and over again, it is I myself who am a scam.

Everything I did was to protect you, and I never thought of harming you.

After so many years, I can no longer tell whether I am Wu Sanxing or Jie Lianhuan. I have worn the mask for too long and can no longer take it off.

This matter ends here. Don't continue to investigate. The puzzles that follow have nothing to do with you.

Finally, let me tell you something your grandpa once said.

What is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart!

Wu Xie read the entire letter silently, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. His tears dripped onto the letter paper, blurring the words.

Those who returned from the Queen Mother of the West Palace lived a peaceful life for a long time, so peaceful that they almost thought that their previous experiences were just an empty dream.

Dong Dong Dong—Xie Yuchen stood at the door and gently knocked on the copper ring embedded in the door.

When Zhang Qiling heard the noise, he put down the half-picked garlic sprouts in his hand, stood up and walked towards the door.

He opened the door, and when Xie Yuchen saw him, the corners of his lips gradually softened, and he pursed his lips tightly and spoke slowly.

"I'm here to see my sister. I have something to ask."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Zhang Qiling's response, he walked straight past him and entered the courtyard where flowers were in full bloom.

Zhang Qiling's eyes dimmed slightly. He closed the door heavily, turned around and walked to the pavilion to sit down. He picked up the garlic sprouts that had not been picked yet and continued to clean the yellow leaves on them.

He ignored Xie Yuchen who was strolling in the garden, and didn't even look at him, as if this person didn't exist at all.

"Xiaohua? Why are you here?"

Zhang Hanyan came out of the kitchen holding a half-chilled watermelon and immediately saw Xie Yuchen wandering in the garden.

"elder sister."

Xie Yuchen looked at the watermelon in her hand. There were two spoons stuck in the watermelon. It was obvious that one was for her and one for Zhang Qiling.

"I came here this time to show you something."

As he spoke, he took out a photo from his coat pocket, walked over to her and handed it to her.

Zhang Hanyan placed the watermelon on the stone table in the pavilion, asked Jie Yuchen to sit down, and then looked at the photo.

The photo is very old, in black and white, and you can tell at a glance that it was taken many years ago.

The photo shows an old house with a screen in the background. Behind the screen, there is a figure standing upright.

The man stood in an almost erect posture, with his shoulders slumped at an abnormal angle.

On the back of the photo it says: Golmud PLA Sanatorium.

[Host, isn't this a slumped shoulder? In the original plot, this photo was discovered by Pan Zi and Wu Xie, how could it appear in Xie Yuchen's hands! ]

From this we can see that the plot lines are collapsing more and more nowadays.

[Host, this photo will lead to the plot of Zhang's Ancient Building later. Zhang's Ancient Building is too dangerous. I'm afraid that Tiandao will take action there.]

I think so too. Forget it. There is no such thing as a thief on guard against thieves. If he doesn't take action, there is nothing we can do. We can only take it one step at a time.

Xie Yuchen saw her staring at the photo for a long time and thought she knew the information about the ghost thing in the photo, so he couldn't wait to ask.

"Sister, do you know anything about this photo? Can you tell me?"

"Where did you find this photo?" Zhang Hanyan asked back.

Xie Yuchen pondered for a moment and said, "I bought it from a man named Lao Chu. After I go back, I will investigate what Xie Lianhuan has been investigating over the years.

It was discovered that he had been tracking down the archaeological team that entered the Xisha underwater tomb more than a decade ago. "

He paused, turned to look at Zhang Qiling, and then looked at her again.

“During my investigation, I discovered that more than a decade ago, you two were also in that group.

Sister, what happened back then...exactly?"

Xie Yuchen stared at her motionlessly, as if he would never give up until he got the answer.

In his expectant gaze, Zhang Hanyan shook her head, "It's not time for you to know about this matter yet. I will tell you when everything is finished."

She was silent for a moment, then asked, "Was the person in this photo found in a stilt house in Banai, Guangxi?"

"Yes, how do you know?"

"Banai, Guangxi, is the end point of everything. When things there are over, you will know everything you want to know."

Xie Yuchen thought of the words that Huo Xiangu kept muttering from time to time, and his face was full of confusion.

"Why do you say that? Xiuxiu's grandmother said the same thing. She has been wanting to enter a certain place for many years, but when we asked her where it was, she wouldn't tell us."

Zhang Hanyan placed the photo in front of Xie Yuchen and looked at Zhang Qiling who had remained silent.

"Xiao Hua, I will take Brother, Wu Xie, and Fatty to Banai, Guangxi. I want to visit the place where this photo was found.

You go home first. If I need you later, I will ask Wu Xie to find you."

Xie Yuchen wanted to say something, but Zhang Hanyan raised her hand to stop him, meaning that there was no need to say more and she would not tell him more.

He had no choice but to put away the photos, get up and leave.

Zhang Qiling pushed the watermelon on the table towards her. She looked down and saw him scooping out the sweetest piece in the middle with a spoon and putting it on the spoon.

"Brother..."

Zhang Hanyan wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she decided not to say anything.