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

As Zhang Qiling listened to Zhang Haike's detailed description of what happened after he was knocked unconscious, the hand holding the rabbit leg slowly tightened unconsciously.

Because he used so much force, his finger joints turned white.

"Zhang Haike! Can't eating stop you from talking? Shut up, okay?"

Zhang Hanyan uttered the last few words almost with gritted teeth. She raised the end of her eyebrows slightly and winked at Zhang Haike to look at Zhang Qiling who was silent beside her.

He looked over in confusion, only to see that Zhang Qiling's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and as if dark clouds were pressing down on the sky, and a violent storm was about to appear in the next moment.

Zhang Haike understood what Zhang Hanyan wanted to express, and tactfully moved aside, not daring to continue sitting next to Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Hanyan held her forehead in silence, lowered her head and silently gnawed the rabbit leg in her hand, imagining that the meat in her hand was Zhang Haike's mouth, and she wished she could tear it into pieces!

Heaven! Earth! The original plot didn't mention that Zhang Haike was a chatterbox when he was young!

It's okay that he's a chatterbox, but isn't his ability to describe things vividly a bit too powerful? I can even see the pictures in front of my eyes when he's describing them!

During the following meal time and sleeping time, the makeshift camp was completely silent, with only the crackling sound of burning firewood to be heard.

The strong wind howled in the dense forest, making strange and terrifying noises.

Zhang Qiling, who was on guard, looked at Zhang Hanyan who was sleeping soundly. He took out clothes from his backpack and covered her with them, then sat down beside her.

There were flickering flames in his eyes, and those flames flickered and swayed left and right in the wind.

Zhang Hanyan, who was sleeping soundly, tilted her head and leaned on Zhang Qiling's shoulder.

Zhang Qiling looked down at her, a hint of tenderness appeared in his cold eyes, and there was a gentleness in his eyes that was not easily revealed.

The nights in winter are exceptionally long. When the firewood piled around the fire is almost burned out, the sky gradually turns bright pale.

"Hanyan, wake up, we should go back."

After Zhang Qiling gently woke Zhang Hanyan up, he turned around to pack their backpacks while she was still confused.

"Zhang Haike, hey! Get up, go home!"

Zhang Hanyan woke up Zhang Haike and the others, and used the water in the kettle to completely extinguish the still burning fire.

She looked at the warm sun rising gradually in the sky, wondering how she could get back to Zhang's house on time.

"We only have about ten days left. If we rely solely on walking, there is no way we can get back in time."

"But we don't have any extra money. Without money, we can't take the bus."

Zhang Haike searched his backpack inside and out, but only found a two-cent bill.

These two cents were not enough for the six of them to take the bus.

Zhang Hanyan touched the things she brought out from the ancient city of Sizhou in her backpack, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Of course we don't have any. Don't we still have antiques? We can sell them on the black market and make some money! Let's go! Just pick up any item and sell it."

After she finished speaking, she put on her backpack and left. Zhang Qiling took a few quick steps to catch up with her, and walked side by side with her out of the dense forest.

Zhang Haike and his friends were a little hesitant about Zhang Hanyan's proposal.

There was only one valuable item in each of their backpacks. If they sold it, they would have nothing to report when they returned.

"What should we do? Should we sell these things as well?"

"Let's go and see. If that doesn't work, exchange the younger ones from the previous bucket for some money."

Several people nodded and caught up with Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling who had already walked away.

After the six people arrived at the famous local black market, Zhang Hanyan took out a Han Dynasty jade pendant from his backpack and held it in his hand.

This jade pendant was something she had dug out from the space. It was a burial object of decent age, but of poor quality.

"Little girl, your jade pendant looks good. Can you show it to me?"

A slightly plump man looked at the jade pendant in Zhang Hanyan's hand with a smile, and a gleam of greed flashed in his eyes.

His greed did not escape Zhang Hanyan's eyes.

She placed the jade on the stone platform in front of her, "The jade is not too big to hold, I'll put it on the stone platform, you can look at it yourself."

The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled in understanding.

"Haha, I didn't expect that a young girl like her would understand these rules. Well, in that case, I'll take a good look."

He picked up the jade and examined it carefully. He delicately stroked the dragon pattern carved on it. The more he looked at it, the more he couldn't let it go.

I’ve been visiting the ghost market for so many years, but this is the first time I’ve seen such genuine stuff. I wonder where this little girl got such a good thing?

I just don’t know whether she knows whether this jade pendant is real or not. If she doesn’t know... then wouldn’t I have made a fortune?

The man concealed the excitement in his eyes and pretended to be calm as he put the jade pendant back on the stone platform.

"Little girl, how are you going to sell this thing?"

Zhang Hanyan saw through his disguise, but did not point it out. She just silently stretched out five fingers.

"The lowest price is 50,000 yuan!"

"What!" The man was shocked. "This is just a fake. How dare you sell it for so much money?"

Zhang Hanyan smiled indifferently, picked up the jade pendant and held it in her hand.

"I believe you know whether it is real or fake, right?"

The man smiled calmly and said nonchalantly.

"How can a little girl like you have the real stuff? You are just using fake stuff to fool people.

I just fell in love with this jade pendant at first sight. How about this, I'll give you 100 yuan and you sell it to me? "

"not so good!"

Before Zhang Hanyan could speak, Zhang Qiling, who was standing aside and watching, spoke out to stop her.

Only then did the man notice Zhang Qiling, who was like an invisible man. If he hadn't spoken, the man would not have noticed him at all.

"Who are you? Her companion? How come you are also a half-grown child? Don't your parents care if you come out to sell things?"

The man's relentless questioning was intended to instill fear in their hearts so that they would sell the jade to him at a low price.

"If you want to buy, buy it. If you don't want to buy, leave. What do you care if we are children or have parents?"

Zhang Haike and his two companions, who had just returned from a stroll, happened to hear what the man said. After spending more than half a year together, he naturally knew that Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling were both children who had lost their parents.

He angrily pushed away the crowd of onlookers, stood in front of the man and questioned him loudly, looking like he wanted to eat him.

"You! Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business for no reason?"

"What do you mean by for no reason? I am their older brother! You bully my brothers and sisters, shouldn't I, as their older brother, stand up for them?"

The man pointed at Zhang Haike, who was acting righteously, in anger. His face turned red, but he couldn't utter a word to refute him.