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

Next to the copper pillar of the Meteorite Jade Mountain Range stood two tall men. After Xi Liu and Zhang Mo saw the face of one of the men clearly, they froze in place, feeling cold from head to toe.

After Hei Xia Zi took the pill, his eyesight improved a lot. He saw a man who looked like Zhang Qishan standing next to the bronze pillar and couldn't help but shudder.

"Second Elder!"

"Lord Zhang Buddha!"

Xiliu and Heixiazi spoke at the same time. Zhang Mo had a stern face. Zhang Yecheng also stared at the man who looked exactly like the second elder, and remained silent.

Wu Xie, Fatty, and Xie Yuchen had never seen the second elder of the Zhang family, nor had they seen Zhang Qishan. They didn't know how similar the person in front of them was to them.

"Why are you so surprised? What's so strange about the second elder of your Zhang family guarding the gate here? Aren't Zhang Dafoye and Zhang Qishan also from your Zhang family?"

"No, the Second Elder shouldn't be here. He died in Germany. Before the replicants are awakened, they are no different from the living dead. It is impossible for them to open their eyes and stand up."

"And Master Zhang Dafo, he is indeed dead, but he should not be here. His body is buried in Warehouse 11 along with his wife Yin Xinyue."

Zhang Yecheng and Hei Xia Zi answered Wu Xie's questions one after another. Fatty looked at the two men beside the bronze pillar, looking thoughtful.

"Why are they so motionless? They look like puppets being controlled by someone."

“Before, the Saint asked me to go to Germany to get the elders’ Qilin blood. After I got the Qilin blood back, the Saint said that she and the tribe leader would come to Changbai Mountain.

Could it be that the two of them were created by the Saint to be gatekeepers, and that the Qilin blood was also infused into their bodies by the Saint?"

Xi Liu stared at the two men with burning eyes. No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't figure out how Zhang Hanyan could create someone who looked exactly like the Second Elder.

"The bronze branch."

Wu Xie and Fatty spoke in unison, saying that they had all seen the fake dead clouds and the rabbit that emerged from the bronze branches.

They knew better than anyone how Zhang Hanyan created these two people.

"What bronze branch?"

After Xie Yuchen was sure that the red snake would not attack them, he turned to look at Wu Xie with a look of deep suspicion in his eyes.

"My brother Hanyan and I have been to Qinling Mountains before. Deep in the mountains, we saw an extremely huge sacred tree made of bronze. Its branches can materialize whatever one wants.

Back then, in Banai, Guangxi, Han Yan used a bronze branch to create a fake cloud and saved Yuncai’s life.”

“Yes, what Tian Zhen said is true. Han Yan even materialized a little white rabbit in front of the two of us. It looks exactly like a real rabbit and can run, jump and eat.

The naive friend is Lao Yang, who took us to Qinling Mountains. He is the person who was materialized by the bronze sacred tree. He is no different from a normal person. "

"Qinling Sacred Tree, the little girl actually thought of such a way to let the materialized people guard the gate instead of the Zhang family. She is really smart."

When Zhang Yecheng thought of how clever and smart Zhang Hanyan was in the past, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Then, he thought that Zhang Hanyan had passed away, and the person who used to bicker with him would never open her eyes and call him "Master" sweetly again.

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and his eyes were filled with deep sadness.

You little girl, you're so young, but you died earlier than an old man like me...

Once you close your eyes, you know nothing. How are we who are left here supposed to survive?

I don’t know where that brat took you. From childhood to adulthood, you two have never given me peace of mind.

Zhang Yecheng slowly closed his eyes, and the memories of Zhang Hanyan emerged in his mind bit by bit, so clear that it seemed like yesterday.

His brows suddenly furrowed, and his paper-pale lips slowly pursed, as if he was enduring great pain.

"There's nothing interesting here. Brother and Han Yan are not here. The Ghost Seal should have been placed here before. It's better for us not to take it away."

Wu Xie looked at the Ghost Seal on the altar. He just discovered that the red snakes that had woken up were looking at the Ghost Seal and had no intention of attacking them at all.

"So how do we get out now?"

Hei Xia Zi looked at the tightly closed bronze door. Now that there were no ghost soldiers, there was no way the bronze door would open automatically.

"Since the Ghost Seal cannot be touched, I have to take you out."

Zhang Yecheng lowered his head, closed his silent eyes, and spoke in a low and hoarse voice, making people feel inexplicably tired and heavy.

He strode to the bronze door, found the mechanism that only the Zhang family could open, and turned it gently. The huge bronze door slowly opened.

The bronze door opened just enough for one person to pass through, and then it stopped opening.

"Let's go. The bronze door that doesn't need the Ghost Seal can only be opened this far."

He looked at Wu Xie and the others and waved at them. Everyone slowly moved away from the altar, and after meeting up with Zhang Yecheng at the door, they walked out one after another.

They stood in front of the bronze door, looking at it closing, and felt a sense of fear when they thought of everything they saw behind the door.

The red snake was even bigger than the mother snake they had seen in the Kingdom of Queen Mother of the West. If it attacked them, they would surely die.

They also opened the coffin of the first patriarch of the Zhang family. Once a person who had been dead for thousands of years turned into a rice dumpling, it would be impossible for them to be alive.

"What should we do now? Where should we go to find Brother and Hanyan?"

Wu Xie looked at the empty valley and a helpless sigh came out of his throat.

"Let's go back to Hangzhou first. The elders are still waiting for us to report back. We have to send them away first so that we can focus on looking for the clan leader and the saint."

Xi Liu frowned, a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he sighed deeply, as if expressing his helplessness.

In June in Hangzhou, the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly. There is not a single cloud in the sky. Before we know it, midsummer has arrived.

Zhang Yecheng sent Wu Xie, Fatty and the others away, and brought Xi Liu and Zhang Mo into the courtyard and stood in front of the elders.

Huo Xiuxiu, Yuncai and the others had already left. Now, only the Zhang family members and an empty coffin were left in the house.

"Where are the clan leader and the Saint? Have they not been found? Didn't the clan leader take the Saint to Changbai Mountain?"

“No, after we entered the bronze door, we searched every corner, but we didn’t find any trace of Qi Ling and Han Yan.

Third Elder, the country is so vast, if Qi Ling really wants to hide with Han Yan, it will be difficult for us to find them."

He straightened his back and looked into the Third Elder's inquiring gaze. He was telling the truth and was not afraid of the Third Elder's faint anger.