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

The fat man under the eaves was stunned with fear, his feet seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

He could only watch as Zhang Qiling walked towards him step by step.

When Zhang Hanyan pulled Zhang Qiling past Hei Xia Zi, Zhang Qiling glanced at Hei Xia Zi indifferently.

His eyes were cold, like a lake in winter, icy and bottomless. The coldness in his eyes was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Hei Xia Zi's chest.

When Hei Xiazi met his gaze, his heart trembled uncontrollably. He blinked guiltily and turned his head away quickly, not daring to look again.

When Zhang Qiling's footsteps were approaching the stairs, the fat man suddenly reacted, turned around immediately, grabbed Yuncai's hand and ran away.

When he turned around, he found that Pan Zi and Huo Xiuxiu, who were originally standing behind him, had disappeared.

"Oh my god, Pan Zi and Xiu Xiu actually left quietly, how disloyal!"

The fat man complained with gritted teeth, and quickly disappeared around the corner of the courtyard wall with the clouds.

Under the eaves, only the bewildered Bai Haotian and the fearless Xie Yuchen were left, facing his murderous gaze.

Zhang Qiling ignored the two of them, took Zhang Hanyan's hand and walked straight into the living room, putting the things in his hands on the table.

He took out a dark green box from a pile of things and handed it to Zhang Hanyan.

"I bought it for you."

Zhang Hanyan looked down and instantly smiled. She reached out to take it and couldn't wait to open the box.

"Thank you, little brother. So, you saw that I had run out of skin care products, so you wanted to go to the market with Wu Xie, right?"

A sweet feeling grew from her heart, she curled her lips, a smile appeared on her face, and her beautiful eyes were full of charm that could not be compared with spring.

Zhang Qiling nodded slightly, his gaze resting on her, his deep eyes hiding imperceptible emotions.

He raised his hand and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead. Thinking of the scene of her competing with Hei Xiazi with her eyes blindfolded, his eyes darkened and filled with a faint cold light.

"Yan Yan, why are you blindfolded and competing with him?"

"I didn't blindfold myself, it was Xiaobai who blindfolded me because she wanted to play a game with me.

In fact, when she suggested blindfolding me, I knew that they must be up to something.

I was bored, so I agreed to her request and wanted to see what they were trying to do.

But I think Xiaobai probably doesn't know about this either. It must be a dirty trick by the fat guy. He wants to see me and Black Glasses compete.

It just so happened that Black Glasses also wanted to compete, so he agreed to his proposal. "

Zhang Hanyan pulled Zhang Qiling to sit down, poured him a cup of tea at the right temperature, and handed it to him.

"Don't worry, little brother. Even if they are blindfolded, all of them combined are no match for me. If he weren't one of us, I would have killed him in one move."

Zhang Qiling picked up the water cup and took a sip. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Wu Xie walking in carrying a lot of bags.

"It's so heavy. They all ran away without a trace, and didn't even ask to help me carry it."

Wu Xie collapsed on the chair, panting. After resting for a while, he stood up, poured a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hey, it's still more comfortable at home. It's so hot outside. I felt like I was being roasted after walking around outside."

Zhang Hanyan slowly packed up the things they bought, putting what should be put in the kitchen and what should be put in the refrigerator.

Zhang Qiling wanted to stand up and help her, but as soon as he moved, she held his shoulders.

"Sit still and don't move. I'll pack these things in a moment. Now that you've come back from outside, have a good rest."

Wu Xie turned his head slightly and looked at Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling who were talking in low voices, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes.

"Han Yan, you are so kind to me. When can I find a good person to accompany me for the rest of my life?"

"Wu Xie, sometimes, some words sound weird when you say them."

Zhang Hanyan glanced at Bai Haotian walking towards the living room, curved her beautiful eyes, and looked at Wu Xie with a faint smile.

"What do you mean?"

Wu Xie looked at her in confusion. He didn't notice that Bai Haotian had already walked to the door of the living room.

"Young Master San! What did you buy? Are you hot? I'll turn on the fan for you to cool down. Are you thirsty? I'll pour you some water."

He looked at Bai Haotian bustling around him, his eyes becoming more and more terrified.

The ceiling fan in the living room was turned on, and a cup of steaming hot tea was placed in front of Wu Xie. Bai Haotian also sat beside him with a smile on his face.

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie with a helpless look on his face, smiled at each other, and walked out together with their things.

The fat man hid in the room with Yuncai. He stretched his head to look out the window and searched for a long time, but did not see Zhang Qiling.

The courtyard was empty. Hei Xia Zi and Jie Yu Chen were nowhere to be found. The whole house, inside and out, was quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Strange, where did everyone go? Why is there no sound at all?"

Yuncai sat on the edge of the bed, busy with her needlework, and ignored his plan.

"Yuncai, what are you embroidering? It looks pretty nice."

The fat man walked to the bedside and looked down at the two vivid mandarin ducks on the embroidery. The mandarin ducks were playing in the water, so lifelike.

"mandarin duck."

As she spoke, her hands kept moving, stitch by stitch, perfecting every scene and object on the embroidery bit by bit.

"Mandarin ducks? Embroidered for me? What are you going to do for me? However, I do like this mandarin duck, but the embroidery cloth is too red. It's not suitable for a grown man like me."

Upon hearing this, Yun Cai finally stopped what he was doing, looked up at the smug fat man, and rolled his eyes.

"For you? You have a nice thought. I embroidered this for Sister Han Yan. I want to make two pillowcases for her, one for her and one for my brother."

"Ah? Not for me? I was wondering why the embroidery cloth is so red. Are you embroidering it for their wedding?"

Yuncai shook her head seriously and gently stroked the pattern on the embroidery cloth.

"No, doesn't Sister Hanyan like red the most?"

"You're right. Then go ahead and embroider it. When you're done, embroider a pair of mandarin ducks for me, okay? Then, we can also... make two pillowcases."

The fat man sat down opposite the cloud, looking at her expectantly, quietly waiting for her response.

"talk later."

Yuncai understood what he meant and quickly looked away. Her heart was pounding wildly and her cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

When the fat man saw the red spots on both sides of her cheeks, he coughed awkwardly, trying to hide his inner panic.