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

Zhang Qiling gently placed Zhang Hanyan on the bed and pulled the quilt over her. The room was dimly lit, and the yellow light gave people an inexplicable sense of warmth.

He reached out and touched her smooth forehead, and only gradually felt relieved after confirming that there was no sign of fever.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"No, just a little bit. It's late. You should go back to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow."

Zhang Hanyan gently pushed him and smiled, as bright as a spring flower.

Zhang Qiling's hand rested on her cheek, his eyes were full of affection, like an ocean filled with love, making people want to indulge in it.

"Okay, then you have a good rest."

As he spoke, he straightened up, tucked the quilt in for her, turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, he turned his head and looked back. She was sleeping peacefully on the bed, breathing deeply.

Zhang Qiling curled the corners of his lips, turned off the lights, opened the door, and walked out quietly.

The air in the early morning is fresh and pleasant, and the sounds of birds and insects echoing in the lush mountains and forests are pleasant to the ears.

The four of them, led by Yuncai, followed the route given by Panma Daddy, looking for the lake he mentioned.

They walked from sunrise to sunset before they finally saw the lake. The water was clear, and the sky and the surrounding mountains, rocks and trees were reflected on the lake surface.

The lake is as big as two football fields and is surrounded by rocks. The water in the center of the lake is a deep black color and looks unfathomable.

Fatty and Wu Xie found a relatively flat place to set up the tent, while Yuncai was picking up dry branches around to use as firewood.

Zhang Qiling stood quietly by the lake, looking into the distance, silent.

This lake always gave him a sense of déjà vu, and with this sense of déjà vu, there also emerged a very strong sense of uneasiness.

Zhang Hanyan walked alone around the edge of the lake. Decades ago, she jumped into the lake and entered the Zhang family ancient building, and found Zhang Yecheng who was building and perfecting the ancient building.

Now, after so many years, the lake before us still looks the same as it did back then, without any change at all.

She walked slowly behind Zhang Qiling and patted his shoulder lightly.

"Brother! What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Qiling suddenly turned his head and met a pair of eyes full of smiles.

"No, I just feel like this place is familiar, as if I've been here before. Hanyan, here... have we been here before?"

"I have been here before." Zhang Hanyan nodded. "Before you lost your memory, we left the Zhang family's main residence and came here to look for our master."

Zhang Hanyan looked at the crescent moon reflected in the lake and continued.

"Before our master was found, he met Qiu Dekao and Zhang Qishan. Later, he made a deal with Zhang Qishan, took away one of his subordinates, and threw him into the bronze gate to guard the gate."

"What's the deal?"

"We will take them into the Zhang Family Ancient Building. Every ten years, one person from each of the Nine Gates will be selected to guard the Bronze Gate."

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, looking somewhat uneasy, with a hint of worry on his face.

"Last time, didn't we throw Chenpi Ah Si behind the bronze door? Does his death count?"

"have no idea......"

Logically speaking, Wu Xie should have been the one guarding the gate for the last ten years. In the original plot, although Brother replaced Wu Xie, Wu Xie's life outside was not easy either.

He wanted to solve those mysteries, he wanted to destroy the Wang family, and he wanted to bring back Zhang Qiling who was guarding the door for him.

He personally forced himself to discard his former innocence, and step by step turned into an evil emperor who was able to plan and strategize.

But last time, I threw Chenpi A Si onto the altar, just as those old guys said, if a person is alive, people guard him, if a person dies, his soul guards him.

Then, Chenpi A'si's soul should be able to hold on for the last ten years, right?

Tongzi, don’t you agree?

【It stands to reason that...】

"Brother, Hanyan, it's time to eat! Come quickly, the fat guy has almost finished eating."

Zhang Hanyan came back to her senses and let Zhang Qiling lead her towards the camp built by Wu Xie and his friends.

In the camp, there are four tents surrounded by a burning bonfire in the middle. The aroma of food floats in the air, making people hungry.

"This is the pheasant that Fatty and I just caught in the woods. How is it? Isn't it fragrant?"

The fat man slowly turned the branch in his hand so that the pheasant being roasted on the branch could be heated evenly. The chicken's belly was stuffed with spices, and the fresh scent of lemon and vanilla was intertwined with the aroma of the roast chicken.

"Okay, it's time to eat!"

The fat man held a branch and handed the steaming, golden roast chicken to them.

"Just pull down whatever you want to eat. Be careful of the burns."

This pheasant was very big, and even if five people shared it, they would be full. What's more, Fatty and Yuncai also picked a lot of sweet and sour fruits.

Eating some fruit after eating roast chicken is just the right way to relieve the greasiness.

"Fatty, what kind of fruit is this? It's bright yellow and looks pretty good."

Wu Xie picked up the unique fruit from the pile and turned it in his hand to look at it.

When the fat man saw the fruit in his hand, he quickly suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth and spoke seriously.

"I don't know, but Yuncai said it's edible, so you can eat it. It's not poisonous."

"Oh, let me try."

Wu Xie said as he put the fruit into his mouth. Fatty, Yuncai, and Zhang Hanyan all stared at him intently with similar smiles on their faces.

"Ah! It's so sour! You lied to me, Fatty!"

As soon as Wu Xie took a bite, he felt so sour that his nose was crooked and his eyes were squinting, his saliva was flowing, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"Hahaha... You are so naive. How could I say that you have a weird physique? There were so many fruits in that pile, but you chose to pick the sourest one. Hahaha..."

"You're still laughing at me! Let me give you a taste too!"

Wu Xie quickly stuffed the fruit into the fat man's mouth, held it tightly, and kept squeezing the fruit juice into his mouth.

"Wuwuwu..." The fat man struggled for a while before finally knocking the fruit to the ground.

"Tian Nai, how dare you harm your fat uncle! Just wait and see how I deal with you. If you have the guts, don't run away."

"It's a fool not to run!"

The two chased each other around the tents around the camp. Yuncai watched them play around, laughing so hard that her eyes were blocked.

Zhang Hanyan looked calmly at Yuncai who was sitting next to her. The girl was well-behaved and sweet. When she smiled, her slightly chubby cheeks had shallow dimples.

[Host, this time's mission is to save Yuncai and you will be rewarded with 1,000 points.]

The last time I saved Aning, I also got a thousand points. Before that, I prevented the little brother from being imprisoned in the Golmud sanatorium for twenty years, which also cost me a thousand points...

[Host, the system will automatically collect all the unsatisfactory events of readers of this book. The more people who find an event unsatisfactory, the higher the score.]

In that case, if the guy is not allowed to guard the bronze gate in the end, won’t his points go off the charts?

[Um... the follow-up mission event has not been issued, and cannot be queried...]

I'm just asking...