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

Xi Liu and Zhang Mo stood behind Zhang Yecheng in silence, with their heads lowered and brows knitted, looking extremely respectful.

In fact, only they themselves knew that they had long wanted to leave here and did not want to continue dealing with the elders.

"Since we can't find it right away, let's go back to Germany first. You stay and continue looking with them. Let us know when you find it."

After listening to the Third Elder's words, Zhang Yecheng tried his best to suppress the slightly raised corners of his lips and acted cold and serious.

He knew that after the Third Elder said these words, he had completely given up the idea of ​​looking for Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan.

On the surface, he said he would notify you when he found it, but it was not up to him to decide when he would find it.

"Yes, I will do my best to find Qi Ling and Han Yan."

The third elder glanced at Zhang Yecheng indifferently, and his upturned mouth corners did not escape the third elder's eyes.

Humph, at such an old age, you still have to play tricks in front of the younger generation. It’s annoying just thinking about it.

"We are leaving now. You guys should take care of yourself in China. If there are any problems you cannot solve, remember to call and ask for help."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mo and Xi Liu looked up in amazement at the Third Elder who had stood up. They looked at each other at the same time and saw the smile in each other's eyes.

Calling people? The third elder is quite trendy...

Xi Liu felt the Third Elder's gaze and immediately suppressed the smile in his eyes. The moment he lowered his head, he did not see the Third Elder's small roll of the eyes.

After the elders left, the huge courtyard became empty in an instant. Zhang Yecheng looked at the white gauze fluttering in the courtyard and felt annoyed.

"Xi Liu, Zhang Mo, take away all the white gauze, remove the mourning hall, take away the coffin, and restore everything to its original state."

"it is good."

Xi Liu and Zhang Mo were busy everywhere in the courtyard. A month ago, everyone was there to decorate the wedding hall, but now that the mourning hall was being dismantled, only the two of them were left.

Zhang Yecheng walked into the newly decorated house, which was still painted bright red. Time was running out and no one had touched anything in the house.

He looked at the wilted fruits and vegetables on the table, the unlit red candles, and the smooth mandarin duck quilt, and his eyes turned slightly red.

He slowly raised his hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, clenched his hands tightly, and tried hard to suppress the bitterness in his heart.

"How come everything is fine, and then it's gone all of a sudden? Now one of you is gone, and one of you is missing. How am I supposed to live alone?"

He stayed alone in the new house until night fell. He sat quietly in the darkness, recalling the past. His heart was broken. The atmosphere of pain and sadness filled the whole room.

The next day, the sky was clear and the air was clear.

Xie Yuchen, Hei Xiazi, Fatty, Aning, Huo Xiuxiu, Yuncai, Bai Haotian, Pan Zi, and Liu Sang gathered at Wushanju.

Wu Xie informed Wang Meng in advance and told him not to come to work today.

The door of Wushanju's shop was closed. They sat together, ignoring the noisy sounds outside the shop.

"What should we do now? Han Yan is gone. She asked us to take good care of little brother, but little brother is gone too. We don't even know where to find him."

"Wu Xie, haven't you spent the longest time with him? Based on your understanding of him, where do you think he will go?"

Wu Xie looked at Xie Yuchen and thought for a while, but still had no idea where Zhang Qiling was going.

He looked at the fat man, "Fatty, where do you think the little brother will go?"

“I don’t know, before we met Brother and Hanyan, they had been together for many years and had been to too many places together.

Maybe, he will find a place where he and Han Yan have good memories together. Maybe, he will... leave with Han Yan..."

The fat man didn't say the rest, but they all knew what he meant.

"I've seen that photo album before. There aren't many landscape photos in it. They're mostly photos of Sister Hanyan and Brother."

Yuncai carefully recalled every landscape photo in the album. Finally, she helplessly discovered that she had never been to the places in those photos and had no idea where they were.

"It seems that we can only look for it slowly now. We will send everyone to look for it, and we will find it one day."

Huo Xiuxiu stood up, took out her cell phone and started contacting people from the Huo family.

Xie Yuchen, Wu Xie, Fatty, Hei Xia Zi, Aning, Pan Zi, and Liu Sang all began to contact their friends on the road, hoping to find the missing Zhang Qiling as soon as possible.

Knock, knock, knock—Xi Liu knocked on the shop door. He and Zhang Mo stood at the door, waiting for Wu Xie to open the door for them.

"Who is this? Aren't there signs outside saying take a break?"

Wu Xie hung up the phone, walked to the door mumblingly, and opened it.

"Xi Liu, Zhang Mo, why are you here? Could it be that the elders of your Zhang family want to see us again?"

“No, they have already returned to Germany and will most likely never come back.

The Third Elder meant to try his best to find the clan leader, and once he found him, he would not force him to send the Saint's body to the Zhang Family Ancient Building."

"Really? Then come in quickly and tell us. We are calling our friends on the road to help keep an eye out for news about the little brother."

Wu Xie smiled and made way for Xi Liu and Zhang Mo, then he closed the door again.

Xi Liu and Zhang Mo found a random seat and sat down, looking at the people who were busy making calls.

They waited for a while, and seeing that they had no intention of stopping, they had no choice but to take out their cell phones and notify people in the Zhang family to pay attention to news about Zhang Qiling.

By the time everyone finally put down their phones, it was already noon and everyone was feeling hungry and had a dry throat.

"We came here this time to say goodbye to you. We have to go back to Beijing to handle some business. If you have any news about the clan leader, you can call us and we will rush to Hangzhou immediately.

The clan leader and the Saint's master will stay in Hangzhou. He will live in the clan leader's house. If you have any questions, you can go directly to him for consultation."

After Xi Liu finished speaking, she stood up with Zhang Mo, looked at everyone with a faint smile, and turned away slowly.

Three years passed quietly. During these three years, Wu Xie, Fatty, Xie Yuchen... and everyone in the Zhang family were all looking for news about Zhang Qiling.

During these three years, no matter how hard they searched, they could not find any news about Zhang Qiling. He was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no news from him in the vast crowd.

But they didn't know that Zhang Qiling, whom they had gone through so much trouble and tried every possible means to find, was actually on the eighth floor of the Zhang family's ancient building at this moment.

The eight-story building is magnificent in scale and grand in appearance. Lifelike stone statues of Qilin guard the two big red doors. The interior of the house is painted with pepper and decorated with colorful paintings. The roof is covered with white glazed tiles, and there are all kinds of animals on the ridge.

The beams, brackets, doors and windows are all made of golden nanmu wood, inlaid with countless luminous pearls and dust-repellent beads.

The eighth floor of the Zhang family's ancient building is a total of two thousand square meters, but there is only one room. In the center of the room, there is a jade coffin.

The coffin is almost transparent, and is carved with countless rare birds and animals, and various kinds of flowers, birds, fish and insects.