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

"Boss, do you think this person could be...the Saint?"

The Great Elder looked at the determination in the Third Elder's eyes and knew that he had already decided on the candidate. The reason he asked him was just to have one more person to confirm his idea.

He pondered for a moment, thinking of Zhang Hanyan's ability to easily summon lightning a year ago. Even though he didn't want to admit that she had such a powerful ability, he finally had to nod his head.

When the other elders saw the great elder nod, they were all shocked at Zhang Hanyan's abilities.

My God, the Saint is only sixteen years old now, is her ability already so powerful?

Fortunately... Fortunately, I didn't provoke her easily before, otherwise...

"The Saint should not have gone far by now. I will chase her immediately and ask her to come back and untie the things on Second Brother!"

The Third Elder was about to get up and chase after him, but the First Elder quickly reached out and held him down.

"Even if you catch up with the clan leader and the saint, do you think, based on the situation they had with the second brother, they would come back to save people? Third brother, don't be naive. They won't come back with you."

The first elder's words made the third elder collapse on the flower bed in frustration, leaning his back against the thick ginkgo tree trunk and sighing.

"What should we do? Are we really going to watch our second brother die?"

"Don't worry, he won't die. The Saint probably just wants to teach the Second Brother a lesson. She won't take his life. At most, he will suffer a little."

The first elder glanced at the third elder calmly and said, "Find someone to clean up a room for the second elder to live in. As for the burned house, repair it slowly."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked back. Halfway through, he seemed to remember something and turned around to look at the elders.

"You take turns to watch over the second one. If he wakes up, come and call me."

"Yes, we understand."

All the elders responded in unison, and under the satisfied gaze of the Great Elder, they each went about taking care of Qingsong's related matters.

Qingsong, who was trapped in the illusion and suffering torture, desperately beat the edge of the land that trapped him. Even though his ears could hear the sounds outside, he could not open his mouth to respond to the calls for help.

I can only endure the torture of ice and fire alone.

The Great Elder sat alone in his room. He looked at the snowflakes floating outside the window with a smug smile on his face.

Humph...Second brother, as long as you don’t wake up, I will still have the final say in this huge Zhang family!

You can only blame yourself for what happened today. You acted too harshly and offended the Saint and the clan leader. Hahahaha...

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling, who had already left on the train, had no idea about the twists and turns of the first and second elders. Even if they knew, they didn't care.

Now, the only thing that could attract Zhang Hanyan's attention was the scenery outside the car window.

No matter how many times she has seen snow falling, she is still shocked by the sight of white snow everywhere.

She likes to watch the snow, likes to watch the white snowflakes fluttering down and covering everything on the earth.

Only when the earth turns white, it seems that all the filth in the world has become clean.

Zhang Qiling stared at Zhang Hanyan who was staring out the car window in a daze. She was dressed in red, which formed a sharp contrast with the white snow.

"Han Yan, don't look at it for too long, it hurts your eyes."

"Yes, I know. Brother, do you think it is snowing in Germany now?"

"do not know."

Zhang Hanyan raised her lips and smiled, "We'll know when we get there."

Zhang Qiling nodded and said "hmm", agreeing with what she said.

Fifteen days later, the two got off the train in Berlin, Germany, and found a manor in the suburbs according to the address on the piece of paper.

"This manor is so big. It seems that the old men in the Zhang family are quite rich. They bought such a big garden abroad."

Zhang Hanyan opened the door and walked in to check each room one by one. She stood on the balcony on the second floor and could see the swaying weeds and the scattered rose branches in the garden at a glance.

She looked around and saw many other flowers in the garden that had gone dormant.

Zhang Qiling was standing in the deserted garden. The moment he turned around and looked up at her, Zhang Hanyan thought of something she could say to praise him.

Her face is like jade and her figure is like pine.

However, Zhang Qiling, who was just sixteen years old, could already see what kind of beauty he would become in the future.

"Bro!"

Zhang Hanyan came back to her senses from her daze, smiled and waved at him, "I don't know how long we'll have to live here, shall we just clean up this place?"

"Okay, it's up to you."

When she saw that he agreed, she turned around happily and ran from the second floor to the garden, squatting in the garden with Zhang Qiling to pull out weeds.

There was no need to clean the house, it looked very clean, probably because someone cleaned it regularly, or perhaps the Zhang family overseas knew they were coming and had already cleaned it in advance.

They don't have to worry about the hygiene inside the house. All they need to worry about is the lawn and garden outside.

As the two of them worked hard with their heads down, the sun gradually set, the light became dimmer and dimmer, and they could no longer see anything in the distance.

Zhang Qiling brushed the dust off his hands, stood up, walked over, pulled Zhang Hanyan up and walked into the house.

"It's getting dark, let's eat and rest first."

"Okay, I'll go see what's in the kitchen. I just took a quick look and I think I saw a big refrigerator."

Zhang Hanyan walked into the open kitchen and saw the very conspicuous large refrigerator at a glance.

She happily opened all the refrigerator doors. There were some green leafy vegetables and fruits on the top, and some meat at the bottom.

There are also various condiments, pots and dishes on the kitchen counter.

"Brother, they have prepared everything, we don't need to buy anything else, you go take a shower first, I will call you when the meal is ready."

"it is good."

Zhang Qiling opened his backpack, took out his clothes and walked towards the bathroom on the first floor.

Zhang Hanyan used local ingredients and took out a chicken, two pieces of beef, and some side dishes from the refrigerator. She planned to stew a chicken soup and then stir-fry some beef and vegetables.

She was busy in the kitchen alone, and when she stopped occasionally, she could hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

The window glass reflects dim scattered light, and that little bit of yellow light sets off a quiet and beautiful night.

The bathroom door lock turned, and Zhang Qiling walked out of the bathroom. The ends of his slightly messy hair were still wet, with small drops of water dripping down from them.

Zhang Hanyan leaned over to look at him. He was wearing a black shirt with his collar half open, revealing a piece of cold white skin.

Drops of water kept falling from his messy black hair, landing on his slender neck, spreading to his collarbone, and finally sliding down into his chest and disappearing.

What she saw made Zhang Hanyan stunned for a few seconds. When she came to her senses, she immediately turned her head away in embarrassment and looked down at the boiling chicken soup.

Zhang Qiling saw all her reactions, and after she turned her head, the corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile.

That smile was very faint, with a hint of softness and tenderness between the eyebrows.