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

Wu Xie and Fatty lowered the hidden stairs with ease, followed Zhang Yecheng, and went straight to the eighth floor.

The eighth floor remained the same as before, just as they remembered, without any change.

Everyone walked straight to the vermilion gate guarded by a stone statue of a Qilin, even though they had been here countless times and knew what was behind the gate.

Now standing at the door again, none of them still had the courage to push open the tightly closed door and see what was behind it.

It seemed that as long as everyone didn't see it, they could deceive themselves that Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan were just out for fun.

One day, they will come back.

But every year during the tomb-sweeping ceremony, seeing their bodies embraced each other with our own eyes would ruthlessly pull everyone out of the lies they had woven and return to the cruel reality.

"This time, Fatty, let me do it."

After the fat man finished speaking, he took a deep breath and walked to the door. Under everyone's gaze, he stretched out his slightly trembling hand and slowly pushed open the tightly closed door.

The door that had been sealed for a year was reopened, and in the bright light, everything behind the door was clearly visible.

"Let's go. The plum blossoms in Old Man Zhang's hand are almost withered and the fragrance is almost gone."

The fat man glanced at the plum blossom in Zhang Yecheng's hand and urged him softly. Everyone looked at each other, with helpless bitterness on their faces.

"Let's go. If the little brat and the little girl knew that everyone came to see them again, they would be very happy."

Zhang Yecheng took the lead and stepped forward. He crossed the high threshold and took heavy steps, approaching the jade coffin placed in the middle of the room step by step.

"You little bitch, you..."

He hadn't finished speaking when he stopped short of putting the plum blossoms into the coffin. He widened his eyes in shock and stared at the coffin.

Xie Yuchen noticed that something was wrong with Zhang Yecheng at the first moment. He gave Hei Xia Zi a look, and the two of them walked forward together and cautiously came to Zhang Yecheng's side.

When they saw the scene in the coffin together, they were almost stunned at the same time and did not move for a long time.

Wu Xie, Fatty, Xi Liu and Zhang Mo, who were standing at the door, looked at the stiff backs of the three of them, subconsciously took defensive postures, and walked inside with trepidation.

"Xiaohua, what's wrong with you? What did you see?"

"Yes, Master Huaer, you should give me a definite answer. It's scary to see you guys standing still like this."

Wu Xie and Fatty stood behind Xie Yuchen and Hei Xia Zi, wondering which way to go that would be safer.

Xie Yuchen forced himself to suppress the surprise in his heart, shifted his gaze away from the coffin, and walked a few steps to the side to make room for a position where he could see the coffin.

"See for yourselves."

Hei Xiazi turned his head and looked at him, then walked a few steps to the side and stood there silently with an extremely solemn expression on his face.

Wu Xie and Fatty walked forward a few steps in confusion, and looked into the coffin with Xiliu and Zhang Mo.

Just one glance made them open their eyes wide in horror, their faces suddenly turned as pale as window paper, and their eyes were filled with confusion and anger.

"Who is it? Who on earth is so reckless that he actually stole the young man's body?"

The fat man looked at the empty space next to Zhang Hanyan. After he realized what was happening, he instantly became furious, and his hoarse voice echoed in the Zhang family's ancient building.

Zhang Yecheng repeatedly recalled in his mind the tampered mechanism at the end of the passage, trying to find a member of the Zhang family based on the behavioral habits of the person who cracked the mechanism.

Wu Xie stood there in a daze, as if he had lost his mind. The moment he saw the coffin, he did not show any hysteria, but the look in his eyes became increasingly cold.

"The people who stole the young man's body are the ones who wanted to be immortal before, right? Until now, are they still unwilling to give up their evil intentions?"

After hearing what Wu Xie said, Xie Yuchen looked fixedly at Zhang Hanyan who was still lying in the coffin, his eyes complicated and indecipherable.

"I don't think so. If they wanted to steal, why did they only steal the mute's body? They went through so much trouble to come in here, why didn't they just take both bodies away.

The Zhang family patriarch and the Zhang family saint girl enjoy the same status and respect in the Zhang family. Moreover, the Zhang family patriarch is passed down from generation to generation, but there has only been one Zhang family saint girl in thousands of years. "

Xie Yuchen's words made everyone, who were already in anger, fall into deep thought. They checked the Zhang family's ancient building repeatedly inside and out, but found no trace of triggering the mechanism array.

It was as if those who entered the Zhang family ancient building and stole the corpse knew the situation inside the Zhang family ancient building very well and could even come and go freely.

"These bastards are really capable. They came in unscathed and left unscathed. They even took my brother with them when they left."

The fat man's low and hoarse voice entered Zhang Yecheng's ears, like a bolt from the blue, shattering Zhang Yecheng's remaining sanity.

Zhang Yecheng's eyes darkened, and the fire burning in his chest spread to his eyes. The resentment poured into his eyes like a flood bursting a dam, almost destroying him.

"I will definitely find this person and tear him into pieces!"

There was a murderous look on his face, which made people think of the madness that penetrates deep into the bones of a wild beast when it is about to catch its prey.

Wu Xie and the others took a quick look at Zhang Yecheng's face and were all shocked. For the first time, they had a new understanding of this naughty boy in front of them.

"Old Zhang, calm down first. Let's finish what we need to do and then go find those people who don't care about their lives."

The fat man's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, extinguishing the anger in Zhang Yecheng's heart and eyes.

Zhang Yecheng looked at Zhang Hanyan who was still lying in the coffin, took out the wilted plum blossom, and gently placed it beside her.

"Don't worry, little girl. I will definitely find that brat and bring him to you. No one can separate you in life, and no one can separate you in death."

As he spoke, he took out the things in his backpack one by one and placed them neatly in front of the coffin.

Each one was carefully prepared by him. Over the years, whenever something new appeared on the market, he would buy it, bring it to the Zhang family ancient building, and place it in front of the coffin.

It was like going back to the time when Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan were children, when he bought candy and toys for them at the market outside Zhang's house.

Everyone took out the things they had brought in and placed them in front of the coffin one by one. Everyone stood around the coffin, staring at Zhang Hanyan in silence for a long time.

My heart seems to be weighed down by something, and every breath hurts. All the laughter and joy of the past have now become out of reach.

It's like a dream, and when you wake up, all that's left is endless sadness and emptiness.