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

In the courtyard, while Wu Xie and Jie Yuchen were talking, they occasionally looked at the open door of the second-floor balcony.

"Why haven't they come out yet, little brother? How about we go up and take a look together?"

"Well, I just saw that Dumb Zhang's face looked very strange, I hope nothing happened in the house."

Wu Xie and Hei Xia Zi’s words reminded everyone of Zhang Qiling’s pale face just now, and a trace of worry arose in everyone’s hearts.

"Okay, then we'll go together. Tian Zhen, you and Fatty and I will go in front."

"can."

Wu Xie nodded and walked forward side by side with Fatty. Hei Xia Zi and Jie Yu Chen walked behind them. Bai Haotian, Huo Xiu Xiu, Aning and Yun Cai followed them arm in arm.

As Xi Liu and Zhang Mo took their first steps, they heard a knock at the door. They turned around, walked to the door, opened it, and saw Zhang Yecheng standing in the front.

Behind Zhang Yecheng were the elders led by the Third Elder, as well as the various members of the Zhang family they knew.

Zhang Qi'an, Zhang Sui'an, Zhang Haike...

"Xi Liu, Zhang Mo, where are my two precious disciples? Aren't they still not awake?"

Zhang Yecheng couldn't wait to walk in from among them, looking at the deep courtyard full of red with joy.

"Not bad, not bad. The little girl really didn't lie to me. This garden is full of flowers. I can't believe it was taken care of by the little boy."

Xi Liu and Zhang Mo welcomed the elders of the Zhang family and entered the guest hall with the Zhang family, serving tea and snacks.

"The Third Elder, the Clan Leader, and the Saint are still in the room. Zhang Mo and I will go check it out."

"Go ahead, go ahead. They are still sleeping in on the wedding day. Let them get up quickly and tell them that we old men have brought them some goodies. Let them come and see if they like them."

"Yes."

Xi Liu bowed and left the living room. Together with Zhang Mo who was waiting at the door, she walked up the stairs and arrived at the bedroom door where everyone was gathered.

They stood at the door, looking at the people inside who all had sad faces, and a very bad feeling gradually lingered in their hearts.

"Didn't I tell you two to come up and call for help? What are you standing at the door for? Move aside, let me go in and take a look..."

Zhang Yecheng pushed aside the stunned Xi Liu and Zhang Mo and strode into the room. Wu Xie and others were surrounding the bed, so he could not see the situation inside clearly.

"You...what do you mean by that expression on your face? It's such an unlucky day. Get out of the way. I want to see my little girl and boy."

He pushed aside the people gathered around the bed and easily squeezed to the front.

Warm yellow sunlight poured down in front of the bed. Zhang Hanyan lay there motionless with her eyes closed, like a broken piece of jade, desolate and fragile.

The wind suddenly blew outside the window, the green leaves rustled, the sun was shining outside, and the summer was in full swing.

She inside the house was like a lifeless dead tree in the winter, totally out of tune with the lively scene outside.

"soy Mujer......"

Zhang Yecheng stretched out two fingers in disbelief and placed them under Zhang Hanyan's nose to test.

He waited for a long time, as if it was a century, but he didn't feel even the slightest breath.

His eyes were bloodshot and he remained silent. Huge waves were surging in his chest and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

Upon hearing the bad news, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes, his knees weakened involuntarily, and he collapsed to the ground. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he was heartbroken.

Zhang Yecheng looked up at Zhang Qiling, only to see that his eyes were red and lifeless, revealing a sense of numbness and despair.

"Qi Ling, what's wrong with Han Yan? Why did she suddenly... I'm asking you a question, why don't you speak?"

He shook Zhang Qiling's arm, wanting to get an answer, an answer that could explain it all.

Zhang Qiling felt a fishy and sticky liquid rising from his throat and dripping from the corners of his mouth. He raised his hand with difficulty to wipe it off and found that his hands were covered in blood.

He only felt cold and painful all over, as if his body was being ruthlessly torn apart by invisible beasts, and every part of his limbs was suffering from unbearable pain.

Blood foam overflowed from his mouth and flowed down the stream, staining his blue clothes into large patches of bright red flowers.

"Brother..."

"Stinky boy!"

"Clan leader..."

The frightened cries of the crowd forced Zhang Qiling to regain his gradually fading consciousness. He forced himself to look at Zhang Hanyan, who had her eyes closed.

I can't sleep, Yanyan, I can't sleep, I want to stay with you, they will definitely take you away from me, I can't...Yanyan...

Everyone in the house was silent; only the intermittent sobbing sounds of Huo Xiuxiu, Yun Cai and Bai Haotian could be heard.

When Zhang Hanyan opened her eyes again, she felt very light, very light...

She was standing on the balcony on the second floor as usual. The scorching sun shone on her body. The intense burning sensation made her immediately escape to a place where the sun could not reach.

She passed through the wall and returned to the bedroom, where she saw Zhang Qiling holding her body tightly.

She tried to hug him again, but unfortunately she couldn't. Her hands passed through his body silently. Now she could only be a bystander forever.

My dear brother...I'm sorry. I broke my promise after all and left you all alone in this world.

This sudden change caught everyone who came to the wedding off guard. They never expected...

The wedding hall will become a funeral hall...

The red quilts all over the courtyard were replaced one by one, replaced by holy white and solemn black.

As night falls, the bleak moonlight fills the earth. The white and black in the courtyard cast countless mysterious shadows under the cold moonlight.

From a distance, it looks like a gloomy flame of the undead, endless.

"Tian Zhen, the funeral hall has been set up. The question now is how can we convince the young man to put Han Yan into the coffin..."

Fatty didn't say the rest, but everyone knew what he meant. Wu Xie, Jie Yuchen and the others were all very clear about how deep the relationship between Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan was.

Now, Zhang Hanyan passed away suddenly without leaving a single word to Zhang Qiling. Not only him, but even they couldn't accept it.

"Don't all look at me. I can't do anything. Even if we put all of us together, we can't beat the little brother."

Wu Xie looked at Xie Yuchen, Hei Xia Zi, Huo Xiu Xiu and others helplessly.

Even if he didn't want to admit it now, he had to admit that in this situation, he really had no way out.