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

In the early morning, the warm sunlight shines through the dense leaves, turning into golden spots and falling on the green grass.

"Hanyan, good morning. When are we going to that stilt house?"

Wu Xie opened the door and walked out, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and greeted Zhang Hanyan who was standing in the courtyard.

Before Zhang Hanyan could answer, she saw Zhang Qiling walking out from behind Wu Xie. When he looked at her, a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.

"Brother, where's Fatty? Is he still sleeping?"

There were four people in the group, three of them had already gotten up, except for the fat man. They could hear his snoring while standing in the yard.

"Ah."

Zhang Qiling responded and walked towards her. There were many flowers and plants growing around the empty courtyard, and the breeze blew through them, emitting a charming fragrance.

"Wu Xie, tell Fatty to get up. It's cool in the morning. Let's go take a look now."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Wu Xie turned and walked into the room. No one knew what he did. After a while, a huge howl from Fatty was heard in the room.

"Ah!!! Naive! You're so ruthless! You almost twisted the flesh off my thigh!"

"Who told you to stay in bed? Are you going to get up? If you don't get up, my brother and I will leave! When the time comes, don't blame us for not waiting for you!"

Wu Xie stood by the bed, his hands on his hips, smiling and tilting his head, and rushed out the door just before Fatty threw the pillow.

"You fat guy, you still want to hit me? Humph..."

Wu Xie brushed off the non-existent dust on his hands and walked down the stairs triumphantly.

"I guess there are still people waiting. Fatty likes to stay in bed the most."

Zhang Hanyan looked around. The village chief was not at home, and neither was Yuncai. In the huge house, only these few people were making noise.

"Fatty, the clouds are looking for you!"

She yelled towards the house, and in a moment, the fat man ran out of the house quickly.

"Where? Where are the clouds?"

When Wu Xie saw how anxious he was, he just rolled his eyes and turned his head away, not wanting to look at him again.

Zhang Hanyan smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I made a mistake. Yuncai is not at home."

Zhang Qiling glanced at her sideways, she was rarely so quirky in his memory, his eyes slightly narrowed, and a soft laugh escaped from his throat, his voice was touching.

“You guys! You…”

The fat man pointed his finger at the three people standing side by side. He was shaking all over and looked very angry.

"Alright, Fatty, let's pack up and go. We're waiting for you. Are you embarrassed? Hurry up!"

Wu Xie urged impatiently, and Fatty snorted to express his dissatisfaction. He went back into the house, packed up his things and walked out.

"Let's go. You guys are so anxious. How can you run away from that house?"

The fat man walked behind them, muttering to himself, but did not slow down his pace at all.

They walked through most of the village and saw a house on stilts not far from the river bank. The house had been eroded by wind and rain and had fallen into disrepair for many years, and was already in a dilapidated state.

The wooden building was built on a hillside. All the windows were broken and the door was locked tightly. No matter how hard they pushed, they couldn't open it.

"Go in through the window!"

After Zhang Qiling finished speaking, he climbed in through the window next to him. Zhang Hanyan pointed to the balcony on the second floor and said with a smile.

"I'll go in from there, you guys are welcome."

She pushed her toes lightly on the wooden railing, flipped a few times, and disappeared on the balcony on the second floor.

They went in easily, leaving Fatty and Wu Xie standing at the door looking at each other.

"They are so mean! They didn't even bother to take one person each, and instead took the two of us in as well."

"Stop talking nonsense, Fatty, and go through the window quickly, or you'll be discovered."

Wu Xie and Fatty climbed in through the window one after the other, walked up the escalator, and met Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling who had been waiting on the second floor.

There was only one room on the second floor, with a tattered curtain covering everything in the room.

They drew aside the curtain and walked in. There was a strong musty smell in the room. There were no windows and it was pitch dark.

There was only a bed, a shelf with some books and boxes on it, and a table next to the bed.

There was a piece of glass covering the table. After brushing off the dust on the glass, you could see many old photos underneath the glass.

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling took away the glass that was pressing on top and placed it on the bed behind them.

She took out the flashlight she had prepared in advance and turned it on so that everyone could see the photos on the table more clearly.

"These...are all members of the archaeological team who were once imprisoned in the Golmud Sanatorium. Who put these photos here?"

Wu Xie picked up a photo at random, and the photo was of Huo Ling before she turned into a forbidden woman.

Zhang Hanyan took the photo of Huo Ling from his hand and put it in her pocket.

“Isn’t this the person who looks exactly like Tian Zhen in Aning’s video tape?

"Tian Zhen, are you sure your family doesn't have any illegitimate children wandering around? Otherwise, why does he look so much like you? They are exactly the same!"

The fat man pointed at the man in the photo and kept poking him with his fingers, making some slight thudding sounds.

"Shut up, you're so annoying! My grandfather only gave birth to my dad, my second uncle, and my third uncle. My dad was the only one who gave birth to me. How could there be a bastard child?"

Wu Xie pushed Fatty and didn’t want to talk to him anymore, so he just walked away from him and went to the other side of the table.

Zhang Qiling quickly scanned the photos on the table. He didn’t recognize anyone in the photos, but one of the tattoo patterns caught his interest.

He picked up the photo with the tattoo pattern and stared at it intently.

"Hanyan, this tattoo?"

Zhang Hanyan, Wu Xie and Fatty all looked at the photo in his hand. On the photo was a tattoo of a Qiongqi pattern.

"Isn't this just a tattoo pattern? What's the matter, brother, you don't want to get one too? Don't tell me, it looks pretty domineering."

After Fatty finished speaking, Wu Xie nodded in agreement.

"This is a tattoo pattern on the bodies of Zhang family members. The tattoo pattern of the outer family of Zhang family is Qiongqi, and the tattoo pattern of the inner family is Qilin.

However, compared to the fact that everyone in the outer family can get a tattoo, in the inner family, only those who are recognized by the old guys can get a tattoo. The tattoo on the young man's body is a Qilin."

Zhang Hanyan took the photo handed over by Zhang Qiling and looked at the Qiongqi pattern on the photo which was almost blurred.

"Who are those old guys? Do they have such a high status in your family? You can only get a tattoo if you are approved by them?"

Wu Xie asked curiously.

"The elders of the Council of Elders, some old guys who have lived for hundreds of years, you guys take a look first, see if there is anything else in this room."

After she said that, she squatted down and shone the flashlight under the bed. There was nothing under the bed.