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

It was late at night and the crows in the woods were cawed, adding a sense of weirdness to the already silent night.

The man gently threw down the cut hemp rope, looked around at the people who were sleeping soundly, smiled triumphantly, and walked out of the cave quietly.

"where to?"

When the man walked to the entrance of the cave and thought victory was in sight, a questioning voice from behind made the smile on his face freeze. After he realized what was happening, he immediately ran out.

"Brother, he's running far away, let's go after him."

"it is good!"

The two of them tapped their toes and jumped up, and in an instant, they had caught up with the man who was running away.

"Zhang Qishan's personal guards aren't that good! Why are they running so slowly? After leaving the Zhang family for so many years, have all the skills they learned in the Zhang family been lost?"

Zhang Hanyan followed the man slowly, mocking him mercilessly.

The man ran forward madly, looking back at Zhang Hanyan who was smiling behind him, and did not notice Zhang Qiling who was standing right in front of him.

"what!"

The man bumped into the stone that Zhang Qiling had kicked in the middle of the road, stumbled and fell to the ground.

He looked up at the two people approaching, his face filled with fear.

"You... please, let me go. I really don't want to guard the bronze gate. It's not a place for people!"

He kept backing away, and as he did so, he felt a sharp branch in his hand and immediately put it against his neck.

"Guarding the bronze door means death, it is better to die here now without suffering!"

As he spoke, he stabbed the branch in his hand into the protruding blood vessels on his neck. The stinging pain of the branch scratching his skin made a relieved smile appear on his face.

At the critical moment, a small stone flew out of Zhang Qiling's hand and knocked the branch out of the man's hand. When the branch slipped, it left a long bloody mark on his neck.

"Want to die? How can it be that easy?"

Zhang Hanyan walked over to his side and squatted down to look at him. "It's okay if you don't want to guard the bronze door. Just help me do one thing and I'll let you go. How about that?"

"What? Anything is fine. As long as I am not forced to guard the bronze gate, I can do anything!"

Zhang Hanyan dusted off her hands and stood beside Zhang Qiling, looking at him with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

Zhang Qiling looked at her playful appearance and smiled faintly.

She took out a disguise talisman and inserted it into the man's body. In an instant, the man's appearance changed and he became another guard in the team.

"You go back with us. After we return from Changbai Mountain, stay by Zhang Qishan's side and write down his words and actions, and report them to me one by one."

The man looked at her in shock, "You...you want me to be your eyes and monitor Master Buddha?"

"Yes! Do you have any objection? If so, I can..."

"No! No! No objection, I will do as you say, I will go back now, right now!"

The man staggered to his feet, then stumbled back and ran so fast that it seemed as if some monster was chasing him.

"Han Yan, why do you want him to monitor Zhang Qishan?"

"He is very scheming. We should be prepared for everything. Let's go back. We have to travel early tomorrow morning."

"Ah."

The next day, the sky was clear and the wind was light.

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling set out again with a large army, and the personal guards behind them escorted the man tied with hemp ropes and followed behind them.

The man tied up with hemp ropes struggled violently, trying desperately to say something, but he couldn't speak and no one else could understand what he meant.

After an arduous journey, the group finally arrived at the foot of Changbai Mountain in November when it was snowing heavily.

Zhang Qiling looked up at the tall snow-capped mountains. The mountains were covered with snow, and everything was white at a glance.

"Brother, are we going up the mountain now or tomorrow?"

He looked back at her red face from the cold and said, "Rest for a night and go up the mountain early tomorrow morning."

Zhang Hanyan turned around and looked at the almost exhausted guards, "Okay, then let's find a hotel and rest for a night before leaving."

At night, the wind and snow were raging, and the howling wind mixed with snowflakes hit the windows, making crackling sounds!

Zhang Qiling stood in front of the window, looking at the wind and snow outside in the dim candlelight in the room.

He just stood there quietly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Knock, knock, knock—Zhang Qiling had just closed his eyes when he heard a knock on the door.

"Brother, it's dawn, we should set off!"

He stood up and looked out the window. The sky was slightly bright, and thick clouds blocked the rising sun.

"Yeah, coming right up!"

Zhang Qiling simply packed up his things, picked them up and walked out.

"Brother, you stayed up late last night and you have dark circles under your eyes."

"No, I just slept a little late. Let's go, the earlier we go, the earlier we will be back."

"Okay, they're already waiting downstairs!"

The group was ready to go, and went deep into the mountains under the guidance of a guide hired by one of the personal guards at a high price.

The howling wind and snow hit their faces, causing pain like a knife cutting them.

"Han Yan."

Zhang Qiling supported Zhang Hanyan, took off her backpack and put it on his back.

"Brother, I can do it myself. It's too heavy for you to carry two by yourself. Give me one!"

He slightly turned sideways to avoid the hand that Zhang Hanyan extended, "I'll help you get it!"

He took her hand without hesitation and walked forward, trying his best to use his body to shield her from the oncoming wind and snow.

We marched in the heavy snow for six days and then entered a hot spring crevice to rest and adjust.

Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan opened their backpacks to check the supplies and re-plan to avoid a shortage of supplies.

"Brother, let's go in from here."

Zhang Hanyan looked at the flap hidden in the stone wall, which led directly to the front of the bronze door.

She and Zhang Qiling both knew this place. In the library in the courtyard of the Zhang family's headman, there were detailed records of all the places where the Zhang family had appeared.

"Okay, let's go in from here."

Zhang Hanyan looked at the man who was tied up tightly with hemp ropes. The disguise talisman had changed his appearance and the silencing spell had made him unable to speak. No one noticed that the person he had originally chosen had been replaced.

After resting for a while, she stood up to check the mechanism hidden in the stone wall. She reached out and touched the two black round holes, tentatively put her fingers in, and found that her fingers could not twist the mechanism at all.

This depth, it seems that only the hair hill finger can open it...

"Brother, come here for a moment."

Zhang Qiling put down his backpack and stood up and walked to her side, "What's wrong?"

"This mechanism can only be opened with the hair-shaped finger, and my fingers are not long enough."

"Let me try!"

As he spoke, he inserted his two surprisingly long fingers into the round hole, felt for the lever at the bottom of the hole and gently turned it. With a subtle sound, the stone wall in front of him slowly turned, revealing gaps on both sides that could be passed through.

Zhang Hanyan looked at the guards who were still in shock and said, "Get up, let's go!"