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

Xie Yuchen looked at Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie and Fatty standing opposite him, his fists slowly clenched, his eyes red.

"What the hell just happened! You three grown men are standing here unharmed, but she's lying on the operating table unconscious!"

“Xiaohua, we don’t know about this either. After we fell into a cave, something behind the rock wall came out and attacked us.

We were fighting those things, and suddenly, for some reason, they all died in an instant, and then...Han Yan was gone."

"Yes, Mr. Hua, the three of us are also confused about this matter. We really don't know what happened."

Xie Yuchen stared at them without blinking, and after making sure that they were not lying, he suddenly felt a deep sense of frustration.

"So... wait!" Xie Yuchen suddenly stopped, stared at Wu Xie, and said coldly.

"Wu Xie, if the things that attacked you didn't die suddenly, would you be able to escape alive?"

Wu Xie and Fatty recalled the scene in the cave and shook their heads together.

"No, we will definitely die there."

After Wu Xie finished speaking, Zhang Qiling and Fatty suddenly looked up at Xie Yuchen as if they had thought of something.

Needless to say, Xie Yuchen also understood that they now understood. He sneered and said lightly.

"So, it was my sister who saved you. If it weren't for her, you would have been dead by now!"

His words made Zhang Qiling's body shake. He barely held himself up and did not fall down. Bright red blood flowed from his tightly pursed lips, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Bro!"

Wu Xie's voice was distant and hazy, and he couldn't hear it clearly. He turned around and saw Wu Xie running towards him.

The scenes and objects before his eyes gradually became blurred, and his consciousness was like the stars in the night, flickering. He felt as if he was being swallowed by the darkness and was powerless to resist.

Zhang Qiling just felt very tired. He slowly closed his eyes. After his body fell into a deep sleep, his soul was still floating.

Everything in the past, like a picture slowly unfolding in his mind, emerged one by one.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Hanyan, nice to meet you!"

The three-year-old girl was wearing a red dress and had two little buns on her head. The furry white balls swayed with her movements, which was very eye-catching.

That was their first meeting. Snowflakes were falling, and she was standing under a blossoming red plum tree in a red dress, smiling sweetly.

"You are one month older than me. From now on, I will call you little brother. What do you think?"

There was a faint smile in her eyes as she looked straight at him who was silent.

"Brother, I got you some ointment for burns. Come, I'll apply it on you."

She applied the ointment on his fingers gently over and over again, and occasionally bent down to blow on his red and swollen fingers.

"Brother, they say dumplings taste better when dipped in vinegar, why don't you try..."

She smiled, picked up the vinegar, poured it into a small white porcelain dish, and gently placed it in front of him.

"You old bastard, why did you hit me?"

She threw down the unmended clothes, stood up fiercely, and protected him.

"Brother, this jade pendant is my birthday gift to you. Happy birthday, brother."

She took out the jade pendant hidden behind her back and put it in his hand. It was a white jade pendant with a hollow double fish pattern, tied with a sky blue rope and with a tassel at the bottom that was a gradient from sky blue to light blue.

"Brother, it's okay. If you say it's not you, then it's definitely not you. I believe you!"

He looked up at her and saw that she was smiling brightly, like a red rose bud about to bloom.

"Apologize! The boy didn't break your vase. You wronged him. Apologize to him!"

She raised her foot and stepped on the man's ankle, causing the man to scream and shriek, sweating profusely, as if he was about to die at any moment.

"It's okay, bro. It doesn't hurt."

She took a step and turned to stand in front of him, and the thick wooden stick hit her back hard.

The snow-white inner garment was stained red with spots of blood, which was dazzling and eye-catching. When the clothes were lifted up, the dark and blue blood marks on the back were shocking, running from top to bottom, throughout the entire back.

"Brother, why are you standing in the snow? You'll catch a cold."

As she spoke, she gently brushed away the falling snow on him.

"Qi Ling! Stop it! Take a good look at who she is! Do you really want to kill Han Yan?"

He pinched her throat tightly, and big drops of blood dripped from the corners of her mouth. The warm blood hit the back of his hand and burned his skin.

Her pale cheeks and the glaring red at the corners of her mouth struck his heart heavily.

"Brother, I cooked some midnight snack for you. Your room is too dark. I'll light a candle for you. I'm a little afraid of the dark."

She picked up a match and lit the candle on the table. As the candle flame lit up, the room gradually became brighter.

That faint light not only illuminated the room, but also illuminated his heart, dispelling the darkness and coldness for him.

"I'll go with you. I'll go with you no matter what you want to do. We came here together and we'll go home together."

With a determined look on her face, she went with him to the ancient city of Sizhou to look for the bronze bell that belonged to the clan leader.

"Brother, I had no choice but to knock you out. Your body is weak and cannot be bled out in large quantities."

In the mud pond of Sizhou ancient city, she knocked him unconscious and cut her hand to let the blood.

"You old bastards tricked him into drinking a potion that made him lose his memory. You wanted to wait until he lost his memory so that you could manipulate him like a puppet!"

She dropped the red potion and stood in front of him without moving an inch. She swung the silver sword in her hand wildly, wounding the Second Elder so badly that he was almost dead.

"Brother, there's nothing interesting about these things. They just record the story of a scumbag and a love-brained man."

She threw the book in her hand away in disgust, dusted off her hands and stood up.

"Brother, these things are very important. Let's tear them off and take them away."

She tore off a page from the ancient book. That page was a dragon vein map with many ancient tomb names.

Qixing Lu Palace, Xisha Undersea Tomb, Changbai Mountain Bronze Gate, Tamutuo Xiwangmu Palace, Guangxi Zhangjia Ancient Building...

"Han Yan, today is the first day of the twelfth lunar month, your birthday, I am giving you..."

The white jade pendant with a Pisces pattern that she had given him was cut into two by him and he gave her half.

"It's on fire! Put out the fire! The Elders' House is on fire!"

The morning they left the Zhang family for Germany, she set fire to the Zhang family's elder house.

"Brother, they have all left, let's go too."

They packed up their things and left the deserted Zhang's house. He had walked along the path in the Zhang's house countless times. Only on that day did he smell the scent of freedom.

"Hand in hand, for a hundred years, no change!"

In the dim light, their little fingers were intertwined, making a promise that would last a hundred years.

"Brother, from now on, this is our home!"

She looked out the small carved window on the second floor and sighed softly. In the sunlight, her eyes, bright as stars, were curved with a smile.