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

Xie Yuchen carefully recalled the scenes he saw in the illusion and found that those scenes were highly consistent with his current experiences.

Similarly, Zhang Hanyan did not appear.

Why, the illusion seen after being poisoned is the same as the illusion created by the bronze bell.

Could it be that everything that happened in the illusion was real? Therefore, in everything that was supposed to happen, my sister would never appear.

After Xie Yuchen figured out everything, he looked at Xie Qian who was puzzled, walked up to Xie Qian, stretched out his hand, and smiled.

Xie Qian understood what he meant and immediately squatted down, held him in his arms, and patted his back gently.

"Boss, you are now the head of the Jie family. You can do whatever you want when there are no one around. But if there are outsiders around, you can't just reach out and hug me, understand?"

"I know, Grandpa Qian, thank you for taking care of me wholeheartedly for so many years. I'm sorry that in the end, you died because of me."

Xie Qian let go of Xie Yuchen and looked at him in confusion, with a frown on his face.

"What does this mean, sir? I don't understand."

"Grandpa Qian, you don't have to understand. I understand it myself. I am very happy to be able to come back and see your voice and smile again. It can be regarded as resolving a regret in my heart."

Xie Yuchen hugged Xie Qian tightly, a smile of satisfaction and relief appearing on his face. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The pleasant soapberry scent on Xie Qian's body made the smile on his face even more intense.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in the Zhang family's library.

The sound of bronze bells in the air had stopped, and except for him, no one else showed any signs of waking up.

The expressions on their faces varied, some happy, some painful, and they were all immersed in the illusion created by the bronze bells, unable to extricate themselves.

Xie Yuchen found a place to sit down, took out the food he had prepared from his backpack, and ate it slowly.

He stayed by everyone's side, waiting for them to wake up from the illusion.

The fat man was walking alone along the river bank where the breeze was blowing. He looked at the rippling river water, squatted down, scooped up a handful of clean water and washed the dust off his face.

The bright moon is reflected on the sparkling river water. Green algae are floating under the gurgling water. Fish and shrimps swim among them. Occasionally, the chirping of cicadas and frogs can be heard among the woods.

He looked up and around and saw a corpse drifting down from upstream. From a distance, he could only see that it was a woman.

When the corpse floated in front of him, he could see clearly who that face belonged to.

"Clouds!"

The fat man suddenly jumped into the water, hugged Yuncai's slender waist, and swam quickly towards the shore.

"Cloud, wake up, Cloud, don't scare me, wake up quickly."

He laid Yuncai flat on the soft grass and kept giving her artificial respiration, trying to make Yuncai, who had already died, open her eyes and wake up.

He tried for a while, but the clouds didn't respond at all.

"Cloud, no, please wake up. Look at me. I'm your fat brother. Please wake up, Cloud."

Wu Xie, who was far away, heard Fatty's sad cry and ran to Fatty. What he saw was Fatty, who was heartbroken and holding Yuncai's body.

He looked at Yuncai's pale face, stretched out his hand in disbelief, and tested Yuncai's breathing.

He placed his hand under Yuncai's nose and waited for a long time, but did not feel any breath.

"Fatty, she's gone. Please accept my condolences. We will hand her body over to Uncle Gui tomorrow morning."

The fat man hugged Yuncai's body tightly, with a dull expression, as if he didn't hear what Wu Xie said at all.

Wu Xie looked at the heartbroken Fatty, and thought of the short time that Fatty and Yun Cai had spent together. He couldn't believe that Fatty's feelings for Yun Cai had been so deep.

"Fatty, do you really... like her so much?"

"Naive, I really like clouds, I've never joked about that."

Wu Xie stayed with Fatty on the river bank all night. The next morning, the village chief received the news and came to take away Yuncai's body.

"Fatty, let go. Yuncai is already dead. Let Uncle Gui take her back and bury her properly."

He grabbed the fat man's hand and tried to pry the fat man's hand away from Yuncai.

He was not as strong as the fat man, so he had to ask several people for help. In the end, the fat man could only watch Yuncai being taken away by the village chief.

"Clouds, clouds..."

The fat man slumped on the ground, looking at the direction the village chief left, and whispered Yuncai's name, but now, there was no one who could respond to him and call him "Fat Brother".

In the library, Xie Yuchen looked at the tear flowing from the corner of the fat man's eye, and remembered what the fat man said about the illusion he saw after being poisoned.

He said he saw the cloud die in front of him.

"It seems that he personally experienced the death of Yuncai in front of him."

Xie Yuchen turned his head and looked at Hei Xia Zi, only to see that his brows were furrowed, as if he was experiencing some pain.

Hei Xia Zi stood alone behind the bronze door. Chen Wenjin, Huo Ling and others who entered the bronze door with him all disappeared.

He lit the lamps of the slaves standing around him, looked around, and fixed his sight on the enormous Meteorite Jade Mountain Range in front of him.

In the middle of the Meteorite Jade Mountain Range, there is a man-made tunnel. The tunnel is deep and wide, and from the outside, it is impossible to tell where it leads to.

Hei Xia Zi looked around and found that only the passage in the Meteorite Jade Mountain Range in front of him could lead to the next place.

He thought for a while, took the lantern, and resolutely walked into the tunnel dug in the Meteorite Jade Mountain Range.

The passage was winding and there were no forks, so he could keep going forward without worrying about getting lost.

He walked in the corridor for a long time, and he was exhausted and hungry.

Hei Xia Zi stopped to rest on the spot. When he had recovered enough energy, he got up again and continued to move forward towards the unknown future.

"We are finally here. Is this the end of the mountain range? Why is there a jade coffin? Who is lying inside?"

He raised the brightly lit lantern, trying to see the face of the corpse in the coffin.

The coffin was almost transparent, the figure inside was blurry and only a rough outline could be seen.

When looking inside from the outside, one can only see the snow-white dress inside the coffin.

"Who on earth is this?"

Hei Xia Zi searched carefully around the coffin, trying to find a gap that could open the coffin. After all his efforts, he found that all his efforts were in vain.

"It can't be opened. Forget it. I don't want to waste my time here with you. It seems there is nothing interesting in here. Let's go."

He turned around and was about to leave when the lid of the coffin in front of him suddenly bounced up and fell heavily next to the coffin.

He looked at the coffin lid that had fallen to the ground, calmed himself down, and then looked inside the coffin with fear and trepidation.