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

The next morning, Wu Erbai's men and Qiu Dekao's men quickly evacuated all the tents by the lake.

The four of them sat together by the lake, watching people in the distance running around, busy with their work.

Aning walked into their sight and several people looked up at her. She was standing against the sunlight and smiling.

"I'm leaving. Ever since my boss got those two rings, his health has been getting worse and worse, and the death energy in his body has been getting heavier.

I guess it won’t be long before I become an unemployed vagrant. When that happens, I’ll treat you to a meal in Hangzhou.”

Zhang Qiling didn't react at all. Except for him, the other three nodded in unison.

Aning watched their coordinated movements, her eyes almost curved into crescents, with a bright smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"Then...bye!"

She waved at them, turned and strode away.

In just an hour, the lakeside became empty again, as if no one had ever been here.

Wu Xie saw Wu Erbai waving at him, so he patted his butt and stood up.

"Let's go, take Pan Zi with us, and we'll go down the mountain with Second Uncle and the others."

"Okay, let's go! Let's get down the mountain earlier so I can see the clouds earlier! Hehe... I'm happy just thinking about it."

Zhang Qiling pulled Zhang Hanyan to stand up, followed Wu Xie and Fatty, and joined Wu Erbai's large group.

Going down the mountain was much faster than going up. Before the sun set, they said goodbye to Wu Erbai and walked into the village chief's house.

As soon as the fat man saw the village chief sitting in the yard, he immediately asked him to call Yuncai and ask her to come back.

The village chief, who didn't know the whole story, thought he had seen a ghost and was so scared that his face turned several shades pale.

"Hey, village chief, why are you so slow? Do you still want to see your daughter? Why don't you call her now?"

"But I really don't know who to call. Besides, isn't Yuncai dead? I buried her in the ground with my own hands."

Seeing that the two of them had been arguing for a long time without reaching a conclusion, Zhang Hanyan had no choice but to pull aside the fat man who was pestering the village chief.

"Han Yan, you go and talk to the village chief. I can't explain it to him clearly. It's too much trouble!"

The fat man sat down on the stairs next to him angrily, picked up the village chief's fan and fanned himself continuously.

"Village chief, Yun Cai is really not dead. Does she have a friend named Zhen Zhen? If you call her, you will know everything."

The village chief looked at Zhang Hanyan, who was talking and smiling, with half belief and half doubt. He hesitantly took out the mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Zhenzhen's home.

After a busy tone, the call was connected.

"Hello, Uncle Gui, are you looking for Yuncai? Wait a minute, I'll ask her to come over and answer the phone. Yuncai, Yuncai... Uncle Gui's phone call..."

While waiting for Yuncai to come and answer the call, the village chief's hand holding the phone began to tremble violently, and he could hardly hold the phone in his hand.

"Hey, Dad, did Sister Hanyan say that I can go back home? Is that why she asked you to call me?"

The village chief looked up at Zhang Hanyan with tears in his eyes. Only after he saw her nod did he speak.

"Yes, you can come back now, Yuncai, come home soon, Dad misses you..."

He tried his best to suppress the sob that was rising in his throat, not wanting Yuncai to notice his abnormality through the sound.

"Really? Then I'll be back right away, Dad. I'll come back and cook dinner. Just wait for me."

On the other end of the phone, Yuncai was jumping for joy. She had been away for more than half a year and had long wanted to go home.

"Okay, okay, Dad is waiting for you, waiting for you..."

After the call was hung up, the village chief was still a little dazed, as if he didn't believe that the girl who called him "Dad" on the phone just now was really Yuncai.

After all, he was the one who discovered Yuncai's body, and he buried her with his own hands...

Now, someone suddenly told him that Yuncai was not dead, but was still alive and well, and he even talked to Yuncai. The contrast between the two was so unbelievable that he could hardly believe it.

"Why? Why did Yuncai do that? The one before that..."

In the quiet courtyard, his voice trembled, as if he was looking for an outlet for his inner emotions.

"I can't tell you the details. You just need to know that the living ones are real clouds, and the dead ones are fake clouds."

As soon as Zhang Hanyan finished speaking, the village chief suddenly thought of the grave behind the house. He turned around, took out a shovel, and walked straight into the dense forest behind the house.

"Village Chief, where are you going?"

The village chief stopped and looked at the fat man. "Yuncai is still alive. That tombstone is unlucky. I'm going to bury it."

When the fat man heard this, he immediately picked up a hoe and strode to the village chief.

"Come on, I'll go with you. We need to move quickly. It won't be good if Yun Cai comes back and sees us."

The two men walked into the dense forest together. The fat man effortlessly pushed down the tombstone engraved with Yuncai's name. Together they dug a big hole and buried the tombstone.

Wu Xie stayed in Pan Zi's room, busy taking care of him.

Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan stayed in a separate room together. They sat side by side on the bed. She leaned in his arms, watching the setting sun outside the window that was about to fall below the horizon.

He subconsciously put his arms around her waist, his eyes full of tenderness and doting.

"Brother..."

"Ok?"

"When are we going to Germany to see Master?"

As soon as Zhang Hanyan finished speaking, he immediately remembered the corpse holding a amulet in its hand that they saw in the Zhang family's ancient building.

"Young man, do you think the master is still alive? If he is still alive, how did the amulet we gave him end up in the hands of other members of the Zhang family?"

The amulet clenched in the corpse's hand kept appearing in her mind. She looked nervous, her brows slightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of worry.

“I don’t know either. Let’s set off for Germany tomorrow. The sooner we know, the better.

If... that body is really his, we will go in again, bring him out and bury him properly."

Zhang Qiling gently stroked her back, silently comforting her depressed mood.

"it is good."

Zhang Hanyan turned sideways and put her arms around his waist, "Brother... I'm sleepy..."

"Go to sleep, I'm here with you."

Zhang Qiling picked her up and gently placed her on the bed, then pulled the quilt over her.

The sun sets and dusk falls.

The fat man and the village chief sat together in the yard, staring at the direction of the gate, hoping that the figure of the clouds would appear soon.

"Dad! I'm back! I bought you your favorite cake!"

Yuncai appeared at the gate with a few bags full of food, smiling. She saw the village chief and the fat man waiting for her at a glance, and immediately ran towards them happily.