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

The third elder took out a black backpack and handed it to Zhang Qiling, then took out a small bag and handed it to Zhang Hanyan.

"Inside this backpack is the money you need to go out, as well as some things prepared by the elders. As for what it is, you will know once you open it.

This small bag contains your destination, the house key there, and the method of contacting the Zhang family overseas. Keep it safe."

Zhang Hanyan gently squeezed the small bag in her hand and felt the outline of a key.

"We understand. Thank you elders for coming to see us off. You can go back now. We have something to say to Xiliu and the others."

The third elder was about to refuse when he heard loud shouting coming from behind him.

"It's on fire! The Elders' House is on fire! Go put it out!"

The elders turned around in disbelief and looked in the direction of the Elders' Council, only to see thick black smoke rising into the sky. Beneath the black smoke, flames could be vaguely seen rising up.

Zhang Hanyan looked at the fire in the distance and the busy people running around to tell each other the news, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

That smile only appeared for a moment and quickly disappeared.

Even though she had concealed it very well, Zhang Qiling, who was always paying attention to her, still noticed that faint smile.

What is Han Yan laughing at? The fire in the Elders' House... could it be her?

The elders didn't bother to exchange politeness with Zhang Hanyan and the others at this moment. Without even saying hello, they hurriedly ran back.

Xi Liu and Zhang Mo also wanted to help, but just as they took a step, they were pulled back by Zhang Hanyan.

"What are you doing? There are many people putting out fires, and we don't need two of you."

Xi Liu and Zhang Mo looked at each other, then stopped in tacit understanding and stopped moving.

"We are leaving now. If possible, you should also leave the Zhang family as soon as possible. After we leave, the Second Elder will definitely not let you go. Leave as soon as possible."

After Zhang Hanyan finished speaking, he put down his backpack, took out two bronze objects from it and handed them to them.

"If you can't make ends meet, just sell these two things. Remember, don't let anyone cheat you!"

Xi Liu looked at the patterns on the bronze ware intently and determined at a glance that it was a bronze ware from the Shang Dynasty and was very valuable.

"Hanyan, this thing is too valuable. We can't take it."

He reached out to hand the thing back to her, but she dodged it by moving sideways.

"There is no reason for me to take back what I have given away. Remember, you must leave the Zhang family as soon as possible. It is best to go to Hong Kong and reunite with the Zhang family members who left earlier.

If you can find Zhang Haike and his men, follow him and tell them that I told you to find him, and he will definitely take you in. "

Zhang Hanyan raised her eyes to the sky which was almost bright, and said, "We are leaving now. Take care of yourselves. We will see each other again if we are destined to do so!"

She walked towards Zhang Qiling who had been waiting at the door, "Brother, let's go!"

Zhang Qiling nodded, took the small bag from her hand and put it into her backpack.

"Let's go!"

He stepped over the threshold and walked out. Zhang Hanyan looked back at Xiliu and Zhang Mo, waved goodbye to them with a smile, and quickly followed Zhang Qiling.

Only after they walked away did Xi Liu and Zhang Mo stop waving their hands.

Xi Liu looked at Zhang Mo who was staring at Zhang Hanyan's departure. After several years of getting along with each other, Xi Liu, who was good at observing people's words and expressions, naturally knew what he was thinking.

Xiliu glanced at the palm of Zhang Mo's clenched right hand, and vaguely saw a red candy wrapper.

He patted Zhang Mo's shoulder silently and said, "Let's go back and pack our things. We must leave before the Second Elder can react."

Zhang Mo's eyes were fixed on the two figures walking side by side until he could no longer see them, then he nodded disappointedly.

"Oh, I see."

He turned around and walked back. Even though he knew he would never see anything again, he couldn't help but look back at the bamboo forest outside the slowly closing gate.

Xi Liu, who was walking beside him, had been watching all his actions, but he did not try to persuade him. He did not know how to persuade him in such a matter.

After many members of the Zhang family hurriedly put out the fire and rescued the people, they finally put out the fire in the Elders' House before the water in the well was emptied.

The black and gray on the Great Elder's face combined with his pitch-black robe made him look like the Black Grim Reaper who came to take someone's life in the middle of the night.

The third elder's white robe had also become extremely dirty, and only the original color could be vaguely seen in the places that had not been stained black.

"Third brother, hurry up! Go check on the second brother!"

"I'll go!"

The third elder kicked open the charred and crumbling door and anxiously looked for Qingsong.

"Second brother! Second brother! Second brother, where are you? Second brother!"

Bang—the sound of cups falling to the ground attracted the attention of the third elder, and he walked quickly towards the place where the sound came from.

"Second brother! What's wrong with you?"

The third elder hurriedly picked up Qingsong, who was lying on the ground, ran out with him on his back, and gently placed him in a clean place in the yard.

"Second brother! Second brother!"

"Second brother? Third brother, what's going on with the second brother?" the great elder asked anxiously.

The Third Elder shook his head in confusion, "I don't know! He was already like this when I saw him!"

Qingsong, with his eyes closed at this time, could clearly hear the voices of the others, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape from where he was and could not open his eyes.

This place trapped Qingsong's consciousness. Sometimes it was covered with ice and snow, making him feel the biting pain of cold, and sometimes it was covered with fire, making him feel the pain of being burned by flames.

This was the illusion created by the talisman that Zhang Hanyan had injected into his body. Although it was an illusion, the pain and torture he felt were indeed real.

"Second brother! Second brother wake up! Boss, second brother looks very strange. It feels like he is being tortured by something."

"I noticed it! You have this wound."

The Great Elder lifted up Qingsong's robe, revealing the wound on his thigh caused by a thorn. In addition to the dark red bloodstains that had already scabbed over, there was also a faint silver glow around the wound.

“If I’m not mistaken, something extremely powerful has been injected into Lao Er’s body, something that can trap his soul and torture him endlessly.

This thing is very ancient, and it is impossible for us to decipher it with our abilities.”

When the third elder heard this, he felt deeply worried. He stared at the wound on the thigh that was so deep that the bone could be seen, and wondered who would treat Qingsong in this way.

This person not only has a great hatred for Qingsong, but also has very strong abilities that are beyond ordinary people.

He thought about it and there was only one person who met all of these requirements... Zhang Hanyan!