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

The pearly and bright light illuminated Hei Xia Zi's eyes. Even through a layer of sunglasses, he could still feel their soft glow.

"So many pearls...just laid out at the gate? What's in the other boxes?"

Hei Xia Zi couldn't wait to open the other boxes one by one. Every time he opened one, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He looked at the jadeite, jade, gold, silver, pearls, agates placed in front of him...he didn't know where to look.

Xie Yuchen looked at him, reached out and gently pushed him, bringing him back to his senses.

"Look at you, you're such a loser. These things are nothing special. When I was eight years old, my sister gave me fifty boxes."

"What! Fifty boxes, when you were eight?"

Xie Yuchen met Hei Xiazi's gaze, and in his shocked look, he repeated it very seriously and clearly.

"Yeah, eight years old, fifty boxes."

Hei Xia Zi looked at the smiling Xie Yuchen, and when he thought of the fifty boxes of priceless treasures, he took a deep breath.

"So, you said before that Hanyan invested in you, and these are the things?"

"correct."

Xie Yuchen nodded affirmatively. Hei Xiazi thought for a while, looked at the big box in front of him, and asked nervously.

"Master Huaer, tell me, if I ask Hanyan to give me two pieces, will she agree?"

"I don't know. You can study it slowly. I'll go out and take a look."

Xie Yuchen turned and walked out, leaving Hei Xia Zi alone in the room, staring at the opened boxes.

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling walked halfway up the mountain and had no intention of stopping. They kept walking until they reached the top of the mountain.

"Why is there nothing?"

She looked around and saw nothing on the top of the mountain except a few towering trees. Those trees were also ordinary species and there was nothing special about them.

"Yan Yan, what are you looking for?"

Zhang Qiling walked around with her and watched her looking around as if she was looking for something.

“Nothing, I’m just curious. The source of the waterfall is halfway up the mountain. It’s full of spiritual energy, and there’s a longevity fruit tree growing next to it.

Even at the bottom of the mountain, there are many exotic flowers and fruits, but why is there nothing on the top of the mountain? It's just so ordinary."

Zhang Qiling looked around and found that the things on the top of the mountain were indeed not as valuable as those halfway up the mountain or at the foot of the mountain.

"Well, it's probably because the top of the mountain is far away from the source of the waterfall."

"Forget it, if there's nothing left, then there's nothing left. Brother, let's go down the mountain. After sending them out of the space, we'll go home."

"it is good."

Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan strolled to the foot of the mountain. Wu Xie and Fatty were already full and were lying on the grass to rest.

Everyone was there, except Hei Xia Zi.

"Xiaohua, where is Hei Ye? Not with you?" Zhang Hanyan asked.

Xie Yuchen opened his eyes and pointed to the bamboo house in the distance.

"He's looking at the treasures in there, and he probably doesn't want to come out. Sister, he asked you to give him two pieces."

"No problem. Last time, Wu Xie and Fatty also picked a few boxes. Xiu Xiu, Xiao Bai, do you want to pick some?"

"want!"

Huo Xiuxiu and Bai Haotian got up and followed Zhang Hanyan into the bamboo house. After obtaining her consent, they began to select items.

When Hei Xia Zi heard that she was willing to give him some and let him choose whatever he wanted, he immediately smiled and couldn't close his mouth.

After everyone had chosen what they wanted, Zhang Hanyan took them out of the space and back to the flower corridor.

"Okay, the Huo family's matter has been resolved. My brother and I are going back to Hangzhou. We're leaving first."

"Wait, Hanyan, are you guys going back on your swords? Take me with you, take me with you."

Wu Xie held onto Zhang Qiling's arm tightly, fearing that they would disappear from his sight while he wasn't paying attention.

"If Master San goes back, I will go back too. Take me with you. But what is a flying sword? Is it a new means of transportation?"

Bai Haotian looked at Zhang Hanyan curiously with his big round eyes, waiting for her answer.

"No, Wu Xie. The distance between Beijing and Hangzhou is too far. Only two people can stand on the sword. If you want to go back, I can put you in the space and take you back."

"That's fine. It's faster than taking a car anyway. Let's go."

Zhang Hanyan nodded, sent Wu Xie and Bai Haotian into the space, and flew up with Zhang Qiling on swords, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Oh my god, what is this? It's so magical, Brother Xiaohua, do you know?"

Xie Yuchen looked at Huo Xiuxiu who was full of curiosity, and thought of the experience of being taken away, and coughed lightly in embarrassment.

"I know. My sister took me flying. It was very exciting."

"Really? Then I'll let Sister Hanyan take me flying again next time. Yuncai, let's go together."

"Okay, Sister Xiuxiu."

Yuncai had only heard about it from Fatty. This was the first time she had seen it with her own eyes, and she was extremely curious.

In Hangzhou, after Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling saw Wu Xie and Bai Haotian off, the sky had already become completely dark.

After they finished their meal and washed up, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

Zhang Hanyan lay in bed, tossing and turning. She found that even in her own bedroom, she couldn't sleep without Zhang Qiling by her side.

She sat up, looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, thought for a while, then decisively picked up her pillow and walked out.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Zhang Qiling standing outside, hesitating.

"Little brother?" She looked at the pillow in his hand and said with a smile, "You can't sleep either?"

Zhang Qiling nodded imperceptibly, avoiding her gaze towards him, his fingers unconsciously clenching a corner of the pillow.

"Well, I can't sleep without you by my side."

His voice was as soft as a mosquito, and if you didn't listen carefully, you might not even hear it.

Zhang Hanyan looked at his ears which were gradually turning red and laughed out loud. She took his hand and pulled him into her room.

Zhang Qiling sat on the edge of the bed, his hair on his forehead was slightly messy, and under the warm orange light, it looked furry, diluting his own cold and indifferent appearance a little bit.

She looked at him steadily, reached out her hand to touch his exquisite face, and smiled.

"Brother, you are so handsome..."

Zhang Qiling stared at her straight, and her hair fluttered in the breeze.

Under the light, her skin was as white as cream, her lips were rosy, and the red teardrop mole under her eye made her look even more charming.

A pair of peach blossom eyes were slightly drooped, with a faint sense of world-weariness, charming but not vulgar.

His gentle gaze slowly moved and fixed on her bright red lips.

Gradually, Zhang Qiling's usual cold expression disappeared, his eyes became dark and unclear, slowly tinged with lust.

"Yanyan..."

His cool fingertips gently stroked her cheek, and his warm fingertips carefully caressed the corners of her lips.

Zhang Qiling slowly approached Zhang Hanyan, his warm breath spraying on her neck, and he carefully kissed her on the lips.

His breathing was stagnant, as if he was trying to hold it back. There was emotion in his dark eyes, but he still tried his best to hold it back and stopped.

When he was about to pull away, Zhang Hanyan put her arms around his neck, and gently covered his lips as he looked at her in confusion.

At this moment, the whistling wind outside the window seemed to have stopped. He seemed to have lost his five senses and could feel nothing except the soft touch on his lips.

Zhang Qiling's eyes darkened, and at the moment when she was about to leave, he raised his hands, grabbed the back of her head and kissed her lips.

Her eyes were blurred, her smooth white chin was slightly tilted up, her hands were placed weakly on his shoulders, and she asked for whatever he wanted.

He grabbed one of her hands, intertwined their fingers, pressed it on top of her head, and kissed her lips repeatedly.

There was only one wall lamp on in the room, and the dim light spread throughout the bedroom, casting a shadowy image of a Kirin tattoo that gradually emerged from behind the heavy curtains.

The rain outside was getting heavier, and the sound of rain could be heard through the window. The water marks on the glass windows changed from thin wisps to a majestic curtain of water.

The September wind blew through the branches, and the cluster of red Lycoris radiata planted in the corner of the wall quietly bloomed.