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

The vast expanse of land is desolate and cold, the north wind is biting, silver-gray clouds are galloping across the sky, and cold currents are rolling, brewing a heavy snow.

Yuncai walked into the silent room carrying the tea, gently placed the cup on the table, and calmly observed the expressions on everyone's faces.

Everyone sat around the stove, and the sparks from the burning firewood illuminated everyone's eyes. It seemed as if there was the same fire in their eyes.

Everyone had a gloomy face, no one spoke, and the room fell into an unusually eerie silence.

Yun Cai walked to the fat man without knowing what was going on, gently pushed his arm, and asked in a very quiet voice.

"Fat brother, what happened to you? You are all unhappy since you came out of the mountain. Did something happen to you?"

The fat man suppressed his anger, curled the corners of his lips slightly, looked at Yuncai with a smile, and pulled her to sit next to him.

"Nothing, it's just that after we entered the Zhang family's ancient building, we didn't see the little brother. We guessed that the Zhang family stole the little brother away."

"What? Where's Sister Hanyan? Is she missing too? Tell me quickly."

"Han Yan is still there, and the Zhang family's ancient building has maintained its original appearance. Only the little brother is missing."

Yuncai looked at Zhang Yecheng, Xiliu, and Zhang Mo, three members of the Zhang family. Everyone had the same solemn expression. No one would lie about such a thing.

"Then, can we still find it? You all guessed that it was taken away by the Zhang family, so why don't you ask the elders of the Zhang family, what if they took it away?"

When Wu Xie and Fatty heard what Yuncai said, they suddenly felt as if they were suddenly enlightened.

The only people in the Zhang family who are capable of taking Zhang Qiling away from the Zhang family ancient building are the elders of the Zhang family, except Zhang Yecheng.

"Mr. Zhang, why don't you call and ask if it was the Third Elder and his men who took the young man away."

Wu Xie couldn't wait to take out his cell phone and handed it to Zhang Yecheng. Zhang Yecheng glanced at it and didn't reach out to take it.

Amid the puzzled looks of Wu Xie and Fatty, Zhang Yecheng shook his head and looked up at everyone who was staring at him.

“It couldn’t have been the Third Elder and the others, otherwise, they wouldn’t have ignored Qi Ling’s wishes and insisted on sending Han Yan to the Zhang Family Ancient Tower.

Besides, the elders are fully aware of all the Zhang family's secrets, and they have no motive to do this."

Xie Yuchen recalled the determination of the third elder and others to send Zhang Hanyan into the Zhang family's ancient building, and secretly denied all the elders of the Zhang family in his heart.

Hei Xia Zi fiddled with the burning fire from time to time, and the jumping flames flickered and danced on the lens, as if the anger in everyone's hearts was constantly rising.

"What should we do now? The world is so big and we don't have any clues. Where on earth should we go to find the little brother?

Let’s not talk about other things for now. Han Yan is lying there alone. How are we going to explain to her when she wakes up in the middle of the night? "

"Tian Zhen is right. Before Han Yan left, she asked us to take good care of our little brother, but we didn't do it. Now... Hey, I don't know if Han Yan will be angry."

"Sister will definitely be angry. She cares about him so much. We didn't succeed in getting him to take the pill and keep him alive. Now we've lost him..."

Hei Xia Zi glanced at Li Yuchen, and subconsciously touched his sunglasses, his face full of regret, not knowing what to say.

He thought, if he had known that things would turn out like this, he would have held down Zhang Qiling and forced him to swallow the pills as soon as he saw the letter and the pills.

Only by forgetting can you start a new life.

Zhang Yecheng felt extremely guilty. He slowly closed his eyes and let out a painful sigh.

"We will go back to Hangzhou tomorrow. My second uncle is well connected with both the black and white worlds. Let's go and ask him to think of a solution."

Everyone pondered Wu Xie's words and thought about Wu Erbai's sphere of influence in the underworld, and they all felt that this method was feasible.

"Okay then, let's do as Wu Xie said. We will go to Hangzhou together tomorrow and try our best to get Second Master Wu to help us."

"Well, as long as Wu Erbai is willing to help, no matter what he wants, the Zhang family will find it and bring it to him no matter what."

Zhang Yecheng made the promise in a resounding voice. Xi Liu and Zhang Mo did not say anything to refute, and implicitly agreed to Zhang Yecheng's words.

Late at night, snow was falling outside the house, and the snowflakes piled up on the branches. Some fragile branches could not bear the thick snow and broke suddenly, making a crisp sound.

Everyone lay quietly in bed, staring at the dark ceiling, and no one closed their eyes.

Everyone thought that this trip was just an ordinary tomb-sweeping trip, and when they returned, it would be a new year.

They had not expected that accidents always came so suddenly, catching everyone off guard and leaving them almost unable to react.

"Wu Xie, are you asleep?"

Xie Yuchen's voice rang out of nowhere, breaking the silence of the night. Wu Xie turned over, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and looked at the dark window.

"No, I can't sleep. Xiaohua, tell me, are we the same tonight as we were two years ago?

At that time, Fatty found the young man's ancient black gold sword in the woods. We all gathered here, and that night, everyone couldn't sleep.

As we lay in bed that night, no one knew what we would see when we entered the Zhang family's ancient building at dawn.

We had all made plans for the worst, but when we suddenly saw the expected scene, we still couldn't accept it."

Xie Yuchen lay flat on his back, listening quietly to Wu Xie's words. Hei Xia Zi was silent beside him, but he knew that Hei Xia Zi was not asleep.

"Well, two years ago, I was worried whether he was dead or alive, and now, I am at a loss as to where he is.

Wu Xie, tell me, who on earth is so desperate to enter the Zhang Family Ancient Building without taking anything valuable, but only take him away. "

"Hua'er Ye is right. There are so many night pearls, jades, pearls and so on inlaid on the wall, and he didn't take any of them."

Hei Xia Zi's voice sounded faintly, and his words revealed endless regret.

Xie Yuchen instantly understood what Hei Xiazi meant. He rolled his eyes and picked up the pillow and threw it at Hei Xiazi's face.

"Hey, why does Mr. Hua always like to launch surprise attacks? I'm not prepared at all."

Xie Yuchen listened to Hei Xiazi's obvious teasing, snorted coldly, turned over and faced away from him, not wanting to even look at him.

Hei Xiazi turned his head and looked at his back, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Wu Xie listened attentively to what they were saying, and after waiting for a long time, no one spoke, so he sighed and closed his eyes.

The three of them remained silent, tossing and turning in bed until dawn.