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

As soon as Zhang Hanyan got home, she couldn't wait to lie down on the bed. She tossed and turned all night and it was almost dawn outside.

She was really sleepy now and didn't want to move anymore.

In just a moment, she fell into a deep sleep. After seeing her fall asleep, Zhang Qiling turned around and prepared to go back to his room.

He had already walked to the door, but his hands stopped on the door that was about to be opened. He looked back at Zhang Hanyan, hesitated for a moment, and turned back.

He stood in front of the bed, leaned over, picked her up, and gently placed her on the inside of the bed.

He lay down beside her gently, stretched out his long arms, and held her in his arms.

Zhang Qiling looked at her peaceful sleeping face, smiled silently, put his right hand tightly around her waist, closed his eyes and fell asleep contentedly.

The next day, Zhang Hanyan sat alone in the pavilion in the garden. The sky-blue gauze curtain danced in the wind, and the rockery and flowing water outside the pavilion could be vaguely seen.

[Host, the Heavenly Dao of this world suddenly contacted the main system and said that Chenpi A Si, whom you left behind the bronze door, cannot be considered a true gatekeeper, and asked you to send in a living person with Qilin blood.

He said that the plot of guarding the bronze door for the last ten years is very important. If you don't complete it, the plot will collapse and everyone in this world will cease to exist. 】

Zhang Hanyan frowned at the system's words, and a lingering irritation rose in his heart.

[Why must the gatekeeper for the last ten years be someone with Qilin blood? Also, is the scope of your system's business so wide? Can you still deal with Yifang Tiandao?]

[Our system originally existed beyond the six realms. Heaven cannot do anything to us. The reason why he came to us...

This is because the plot of this world is slowly collapsing, and if it is not stopped in time, he himself will also disappear.

Moreover, Tiandao also said that this was the original setting of the Ten-Year Bronze Gate. Even if Wu Xie himself went to guard the gate in the end, he had eaten Qilin Jie and possessed half Qilin blood.

Moreover, in the original plot, the person who finally guarded the gate was Zhang Qiling, whose Qilin blood was purer. 】

[What I mean is, as long as it's someone with Qilin blood, it doesn't matter who that person is, right?]

[According to the will of Heaven, this is what is going on. The main system said that as long as you send someone in, you will be rewarded with 100,000 points.]

[One hundred thousand!]

Zhang Hanyan's eyes turned, and then as if she thought of something, she looked at Zhang Qiling who was watering the flowers and gave a smug smile.

[Tongzi, I'm sure to get these 100,000 points! Go tell them that I've taken this big job.]

[Okay, then host, you have to hurry up. I don't think Fang Tiandao can hold on for too long. Half of his arm has already dissipated.]

[Got it, I'll get back to you as soon as possible.]

Zhang Hanyan glanced at Zhang Qiling, got up and went back to her bedroom, took out her newly bought mobile phone and called Xiliu in Beijing and Zhang Yecheng who was far away overseas.

After hanging up the call, she put the phone on the table and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window with a smile.

"Done! One hundred thousand points? Isn't this easy to get?"

[Tongzi, check your points balance!]

【OK. 】

A transparent panel appeared in front of Zhang Hanyan. She took a look at the balance of points she had accumulated from completing tasks over the years, and her face instantly lit up with smiles.

She slid her fingers left and right on the transparent panel, looking at the dazzling array of goods in the system mall, wondering what to buy after the 100,000 points arrived.

Xi Liu and Zhang Yecheng worked very quickly. In just two days, they delivered what Zhang Hanyan needed to Hangzhou.

Knock knock knock—there was a knock on the door. Zhang Qiling walked from the living room to the door and opened it.

Xiliu was holding two silver safes and looking at him with a smile.

"Patriarch, I got what the Saint asked me to get. I'll deliver it to her. Can I come in?"

Zhang Qiling lowered his gaze to the box in his hand, and slightly moved his body to make way for it to pass.

"Thank you, patriarch."

Xiliu nodded in thanks, walked up the stairs under Zhang Qiling's gaze, went to the living room and put the box on the table.

From the moment he stepped through the gate, he calmly looked around the courtyard at every scene and object.

With the coming of winter, all the flowers in the garden have withered and died, except for the red plum blossom planted in the corner, which is about to bloom and emits a faint fragrance.

Zhang Qiling closed the door and came to the door of Zhang Hanyan's bedroom. He pushed the door open and saw her lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Now that the weather is getting colder, she doesn't want to go downstairs and stay in the cold living room. She likes to lie in the warm bed and play with her mobile phone all day.

He sat beside the bed, gently took the phone from her hand, and looked at her sleeping soundly, with a gentle and warm smile on his face.

"Yanyan, Yanyan? Xiliu has brought what you need and is waiting for you in the living room."

"Huh? What?"

Zhang Hanyan responded in a daze, and her slightly opened eyes slowly closed again. She planned to take another nap.

"Xi Liu came to see you with two boxes."

The words "Xi Liu, box" instantly dispelled her sleepiness. She opened her eyes and hurriedly got up from the bed.

[Host, please hurry up, Tiandao's body has dissipated and only half of it is left! ]

[Right now, get the things from Xiliu and set off!]

Zhang Qiling watched her hurriedly putting on her shoes, not understanding why she was suddenly so anxious.

He knew what Xiliu was holding in his hand. Yesterday, Zhang Hanyan had already told him everything in advance.

When he suddenly heard her express her thoughts, he was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

He had never imagined that there was such a novel way to protect the bronze door.

"Yan Yan, slow down, don't be in a hurry. Xiliu won't leave until she sees you."

"He won't leave. If he slows down a little, I'm afraid all of us will have to leave."

Zhang Hanyan gathered her hair, took the hairband next to the pillow and tied it up casually, ran to the door, opened the door, and hurried downstairs.

Zhang Qiling thought back to her last sentence and couldn’t figure out what it meant when everyone had to leave after thinking about it for a long time.

He followed her downstairs and stood behind her silently.

"Xi Liu! Where are the things?"

Xi Liu pointed to the two boxes on the table and said, "They are all in here. This time, the elders shed a lot of blood."

When Zhang Hanyan saw the two large suitcases on the table, a smile immediately appeared on her anxious face.

She couldn't wait to open one of the suitcases. The moment the suitcase was opened, a box full of red suddenly came into view.

"Are there so many for both boxes?"

She looked up at Xiliu, obviously not expecting that those pampered elders far away in Germany would be so willing to give up this time.

Of course Xiliu knew what she meant. He was very good at observing people's words and expressions. In some aspects, he was so good that you would even doubt whether he had a smart mind.

"Of course, when I told them your request, they didn't have the slightest intention of objecting, and they even rushed to complete it."

Xiliu recalled the scene at that time. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes curved into crescent shapes and she smiled like a cat stealing some fish.

Zhang Qiling, who was standing aside, looked at the things in the box and recalled the past. Even though many years had passed, the scene of Zhang Hanyan unilaterally beating the elders was still vivid in his mind.

He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Zhang Hanyan who was squatting beside the table with a gentle smile on his face.

"They're probably afraid that Yanyan will punish them."

Zhang Hanyan turned her head suddenly, and not surprisingly, met his pair of smiling eyes.

The corners of her lips curved up, and her eyes were filled with smiles, as bright as stars.