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

When the fat man saw the stairs that suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of him, he hurriedly jumped down from the pillar.

"Oh my god, Fatty, I think the Zhang family is really too cunning. They actually hid the stairs so secretly!

If I hadn't accidentally touched the mechanism, we would have really had to climb up this big pillar. Tian Zhen, let's go up to the second floor and take a look."

Wu Xie nodded solemnly, walked up the stairs carefully, and slowly approached the staircase to the second floor.

He walked slowly in front, blocking the fat man's way. The fat man became impatient and could not help but urge him loudly.

"Tian Zhen, please hurry up. We still have to find Brother and Han Yan. If you keep dawdling like this, we'll never find them."

"Why are you rushing me, Fatty? I'm just moving forward. The Zhang family's ancient building is dangerous. What if there are some hidden traps?"

"In fact, it's useless for you to be so careful. The mechanism in the Zhang Family Ancient Building must be fatal. If we really touch it, we will definitely die here without exception."

Wu Xie glared at the fat man angrily and thought, just shut up, you damn crow mouth!

He and the fat man stood at the stairs on the second floor. At a glance, they saw countless iron racks placed all over the second floor.

The iron shelves were filled with the iron figurines they had seen before. Except for these iron figurines without right hands, there was nothing else on the second floor.

"They are just iron figurines, nothing to see, Tian Zhen, let's go up."

Wu Xie responded lightly. He had no intention of studying these iron figurines here. He just wanted to find Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan as soon as possible to determine whether they were dead or alive.

They walked up the stairs to the third floor, which was empty.

"There are still some iron figurines on the second floor, but why is there nothing on the third floor? Fatty, shall we go?"

"Wait, innocent, look up there."

"Up there? What's up there?"

Wu Xie raised the flashlight and shone it on the ceiling. He saw that there were many boxes hanging on the ceiling, some large, some small, and in various shapes. A rough estimate was that there should be tens of thousands of them.

"What are these?"

"Whatever it is, just get one and see for yourself."

The fat man did what he said. He jumped up and pulled down a few boxes. The boxes fell to the ground. He bent down, picked them up and opened them with force.

The box contained a dried hand, a right hand, with very long index and middle fingers, exactly the same as Zhang Qiling's right hand.

They opened all the fallen boxes, and as expected, they all contained two right hands with extremely long fingers.

"These are the hands of the Zhang family. After they died, they chopped off their hands and placed them separately in these boxes. Therefore, the iron figurines on the second floor have no right hands."

"Hiss... Naive, what kind of special hobby do the Zhang family have? They even want to keep their hands alone after they die."

Wu Xie stared at the densely packed boxes on the ceiling.

"I don't know, but I guess it's to hide their identities. After all, their physical features are too obvious compared to ordinary people."

"I think you're right, Fatty. Let's go up a little further. The Zhang Family Ancient Building is so big, where are the little brother and Han Yan? Otherwise, I'll try to shout."

Wu Xie stopped and stared at the fat man who was eager to try, silently stopping his behavior with his eyes.

When Fatty saw Wu Xie’s angry eyes, his open mouth slowly closed again.

"Alright, alright, Fatty, I won't yell anymore. Don't look at me like that. It's creepy in a place like this."

Wu Xie snorted coldly, ignored him, and walked up the stairs to the fourth floor.

All the rooms on the fourth floor were locked, and the doors and windows were covered with black cloth.

The fat man raised the flashlight and shone it inside, and found that the room was not big and there was a black coffin inside.

"It seems that this floor is the tomb chamber of the Zhang family."

The fat man looked at the entire fourth floor and said, "If all the rooms on this floor are arranged like this, then there are probably a thousand rooms like this on the fourth floor, a thousand coffins, and a thousand dead people.

Moreover, I think, judging by the overall layout here, those who can be assigned a room on the fourth floor should be quite powerful figures in the Zhang family, and the other minor figures are all hanging around on the third floor. "

Wu Xie nodded in agreement. He looked at the door of a room in the center of the fourth floor and saw that it was opened.

"Fatty, let's go over there and take a look."

The fat man followed the direction of his finger and saw the only open door on the entire fourth floor.

"It was opened? Who opened it? It couldn't be the brothers, could it? Let's go and take a look."

The two of them ran, step by step approaching the only open door on the entire fourth floor.

There was a thick layer of dust on the door, with no signs of recent touching. This clearly showed that the room had been opened for a long time. Judging from the thickness of the dust, it had been at least several decades.

This room is particularly large, more than three times larger than the other rooms, and the decoration in the room is also very exquisite.

The coffin was opened, and the body was covered with a thick layer of dust. There were no signs of recent touch around it.

"Brother and Hanyan have never been here. Let's go...wait..."

Just as Wu Xie was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw a name carved on the wall - Zhang Qiling.

He thought he had seen it wrong, so he rubbed his eyes and looked again, but it was still the same three words, without any change.

The fat man also saw the three words and exclaimed, "Brother's name? Why is it engraved on the side of a dead person's coffin?"

"I don't know. Let's go and find Brother and Han Yan first. Han Yan will definitely tell us what we want to know."

"Okay, let's find someone first. But, Tian Zhen, Fatty, I really think it's not a good idea for us to keep looking like this. Otherwise, I'll give it a try, just in case Han Yan hears it."

Under Fatty's repeated insistence, Wu Xie had to compromise and agreed to let him shout and give it a try.

When the fat man saw that he agreed, his gloomy face immediately turned into a smile. He couldn't wait to walk to the edge of the corridor and shouted loudly.

"Brother! Hanyan! Brother! Hanyan! If you hear me, please answer me! Brother! Hanyan!"

Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan, who were on the eighth floor, heard the fat man's shout and immediately walked out of the room to the edge of the railing and looked down.

The Zhang family's ancient building was too huge and the light was insufficient, so they couldn't see where Wu Xie and Fatty were.

"Young man, wait here for me. I'll fly down on my sword to take a look."

"it is good."

Zhang Hanyan flew down on his sword, searching for them floor by floor with a lighting talisman in hand. Just before the talisman paper was about to burn out, he finally found them on the fourth floor.

"Hanyan, Fatty and I are here!"

Wu Xie and Fatty also saw her and waved at her excitedly.