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

Deep in the dense forest, thousand-year-old trees rise from the ground, their treetops stacked like a sea of ​​clouds. The sunlight penetrates the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

The woman woke up with her eyes open and looked around in horror. The sky suddenly became inexplicably gloomy, and the moving dark clouds blocked out the sunlight.

The wild grass fell in the wind, and the continuous mountain peaks were like black shadows reaching the sky, and everything around was shrouded in a foggy haze.

Wen Yan was held in Zhang Qiling's arms, sleeping soundly, occasionally mumbling in her sleep, not worrying about her safety or situation at all.

Han Yan looked down at the woman, tossing the dagger in his hand up and down casually, and cold light kept flashing through the woman's eyes.

"You, what are you going to do? I tell you, this is a society ruled by law. So many people saw me being taken away by you.

If I disappear without any explanation, the police will definitely suspect you, you... you should let me go..."

The woman staggered to her feet, and when she saw that Han Yan didn't move, she quickly turned around and ran forward.

She saw the cars whizzing by on the road, and the fear lingering in her heart slowly faded away, and a deep joy appeared in her eyes.

Han Yan looked at the woman who was running forward desperately. He flipped his wrist and the dagger in his hand flew out, turning into a stream of light and shooting into the woman's thigh.

After a shrill scream, the woman's body fell straight back.

She walked slowly to the crying woman, squatted down, reached out and pulled out the dagger from the woman's leg, with a nonchalant smile on her lips.

"Tell me, have you captured any other children? Where are you going to sell Wen Yan after you capture him?"

The woman pressed the wound on her thigh, and blood flowed out from between her fingers, gradually dyeing her entire palm red.

She gasped in pain, her heart filled with resentment towards Han Yan. She didn't dare look directly into Han Yan's eyes. She was afraid that the hatred she felt could not be hidden and would be discovered by Han Yan.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Han Yan lifted her chin with the blood-stained dagger and quickly glanced at her with a cold and indifferent look.

"You don't want to say it, right? It doesn't matter, you will definitely say it, it's just a matter of time."

As soon as she finished her words, the dagger in her hand immediately stabbed into the woman's thigh. The dagger fit the wound perfectly, without any error.

Zhang Qiling stood quietly behind her, watching her torturing the woman who was howling like a ghost. The scene before him began to overlap with the scene when she once tortured the Second Elder.

Many years have passed, many people and many things have changed, but she remains the same.

"Yan Yan, it's going to rain soon."

"Okay, I'll make it quick."

Han Yan promised readily, but his hands kept moving, stabbing the woman's thigh one after another, and each time the knife landed on the original wound.

"I say, I say, seriously, whatever you want to know, I will tell you."

The woman was sweating profusely from the pain, her face pale from the excessive blood loss. In this forest that blocked out the sun, she looked like a ghost.

"We are an organized and premeditated gang. We not only traffic in human beings, but also engage in murder for hire.

Wen Yan's parents are business tycoons. They offended someone, and that person found us, gave us a lot of money, and asked us to steal Wen Yan and kill him.

Wen Yan is the only child of the Wen family. Everyone in the Wen family loves him as if he were their own eye. We searched for an opportunity for a long time before we finally succeeded.

We should have killed him right away, but my husband said that he was good-looking and a boy, and we could make a lot of money if we sold him.

Really, that's it, I've said everything I need to say, can you please let me go? Promise me that I will turn myself in after I get out."

"Turn yourself in? This sounds familiar, I think I've heard someone say that..."

Han Yan thought about it for a while, but couldn't remember who had said this. In the end, she simply gave up the idea of ​​pursuing it.

Zhang Qiling thought back to the past. That was the first time he left the Zhang family alone. He originally wanted to go to the market to buy a New Year gift for Han Yan.

A man who often hung out at the market deliberately bumped into him, and the vase in the man's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The man caught him and demanded that he compensate him for his antique vase.

He was just a young child at that time, and was surrounded by people in the market. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, there was no possibility of escape.

At the critical moment, Han Yan appeared in time, exposed the man's scam, forced the man to apologize to him, and took him away from all disputes when the man was besieged by everyone.

Later, Han Yan claimed that she had forgotten to buy anything, and went back again. In an empty alley, she slit the man's throat with a sword.

She didn't know that he had been following her since the moment she left, and he witnessed the whole process of her killing the man.

Zhang Qiling looked at Han Yan who was seriously threatening the woman, lowered his head and smiled silently, his long eyelashes hiding the throbbing in his eyes, and his slightly parted thin lips were stained with an imperceptible tenderness and doting.

"Do you have any other children?"

Han Yan pinched the woman's neck and slowly loosened her hand just before she almost couldn't breathe.

"Tell me, or I'll strangle you to death."

"I said, I said, my husband has several children who are one or two years old. We rented an old and run-down house in the city, and they are all there."

"One or two year olds... Address!"

The woman was frightened by Han Yan and immediately gave out an address. She was afraid that if she was a second slower, the dagger in Han Yan's hand would stab into her thigh again.

Han Yan knocked the woman unconscious with a knife in one hand. She held Zhang Qiling with one hand and the woman's collar with the other. She thought about it and appeared in an old residential building in the next moment.

She woke the sleeping woman up and threatened her with words, so the woman had to walk to the room at the end of the corridor.

"This is the room. They should all be in there now."

Han Yan walked to the door and listened attentively to the movement inside. The room was quiet and there was no sound at all.

"Little brother, you keep an eye on her. I'll go in and take a look first."

"Okay, be careful."

"Don't worry, you know they are no match for me."

Han Yan smiled brightly, and walked through the wall and entered the house in front of the woman.

"She, she is a monster!"

"Nonsense, my sister is obviously a fairy."

Wen Yan opened his eyes and woke up, just in time to see Han Yan passing through the wall. When he heard the woman's words, he immediately began to refute her with an excited look.

Zhang Qiling hugged Wen Yan tightly, somewhat worried that he would fall if he moved around too much. He had never held such a young child before, and felt a little helpless.

"Don't move!"

His voice has always been cold, and in this quiet night, it sounds even colder than the sound of jade.

Wen Yan looked at his face, shrank her neck, and remained quiet, not daring to move at all.

The woman curled up on the ground, staring at the closed door in a daze, no one knew what she was thinking.