Tomb robbing: only one person can do it

He had had enough of the Zhang family and was tired of it. That place full of self-destructive atmosphere was simply not tolerated by ordinary people. He didn't want his children to fall into that suffocating place like him.

Suddenly Zhang Fulin raised his eyes and looked up out of the window, his eyes revealing a depth and murderous intent. He looked at Lama Deren and made a careful gesture: "Master, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Lama Deren looked at the other party's movements and seemed to understand something. He slowly opened the wooden door with heavy steps. He looked at Zhang Fulin with a flash of concern in his eyes, and then gently closed the door.

After a long time, Zhang Fulin walked out of the room, holding a long knife in his hand and said coldly: "Since you are here, why don't you show up?"

The two Zhang family killers had been waiting outside the ruined temple for a long time. After hearing Zhang Fulin's words, Zhang Yecheng and the killer looked at each other and walked out of the darkness.

Zhang Fulin narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them, and asked affirmatively: "The Zhang family sent you here."

Zhang Yecheng remained silent, and the other killer slowly pulled out the sword from his waist. In an instant, tranquility enveloped the entire courtyard.

"You are not allowed to touch Xiaoguan's father, you are a bunch of bad guys..." Qinghuai kicked the two of them viciously and kept cursing.

But it's useless - it's useless.

The killer suddenly rushed towards Zhang Fulin with a knife. The two swords intertwined with each other. A baby's cry made both parties stop during the sword game.

The killer looked at Zhang Fulin dumbfounded and said in shock: "Not only did you fail to complete the task, you actually had an affair with an outsider and had a child!"

Then the killer gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Fulin, don't you know the rules of the clan?"

Zhang Fulin opened his mouth and said with a wry smile: "Children are innocent, let them go!"

Zhang Yecheng and the killer were silent for a long time. Their eyes exchanged and seemed to have made some determination. Zhang Yecheng stared at Zhang Fulin, and there was neither sadness nor joy in his words: "It will rain heavily tonight, let's go. ."

"Thank you. I don't know what to call you. If you have the chance..."

"Zhang Yecheng, in the Zhang family, the name is just a code name. What's the difference between knowing it and not knowing it?" Zhang Yecheng said lightly, looking at the house with neither sadness nor joy, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhang Fulin didn't say much when he heard this. He didn't know whether he could survive yet, so he didn't say any more thanks. He nodded to Zhang Yecheng and the other killer, and turned around. He entered the house and took Xiaoguan out of the courtyard.

"Are you just going to let them go? The clan leader..." The killer looked at Zhang Fulin who was walking towards the main hall, with some doubts in his eyes.

Zhang Yecheng stood quietly and sneered: "Let's go."

Tibetan Sea Flower Field——

Zhang Fulin hugged Baima tightly and burst into tears. His tears flowed silently. The silent grief seemed to be that he had lost his beloved, leaving only endless sadness and loneliness.

Looking at the dying Baima, Zhang Fulin was filled with regret. If only he had come earlier, earlier... He looked at Baima in his arms with red eyes and secretly made up his mind to kill him. Then the king of hell takes revenge.

The old man in Tibetan robe slowly stepped forward, thinking that this man had driven away the King of Hell for them. He looked at Zhang Fulin with gratitude and said, "Flower picker, take your child and leave quickly!"

Zhang Fulin raised his eyes, with endless hatred surging in his eyes. He looked at the old man and said coldly: "Baima is dead. If you don't avenge her, then I will!"

The old man in Tibetan robes said quickly: "Our Kangba tribe has protected the Tibetan Sea Flower for thousands of years. No one has ever seen the true face of the King of Hell, so there is no talk of revenge. As for Pema, we owe her and we should repay it. Now there is another There is a way to save..."

"Clan leader..." A young man in a Tibetan robe interrupted, looking troubled.

The old Tibetan man waved his hand and continued: "We have guarded the Tibetan Sea Flower for generations to protect a secret. As long as people are buried in the flower field, they can stay young forever."

Zhang Fulin looked at Baima in his arms, with reluctance and tenderness in his eyes, and murmured: "Then...can she survive?"

The old Tibetan man sighed and said: "No, Baima can only fall into a deep sleep with the help of the medicinal properties of Tibetan sea flowers. She seems to be alive but not alive, but not dead. If she is not dead, she is not alive... But she can only live for three days when she wakes up. God, you will really die in three days."

Zhang Fulin smiled slightly: "Even if this is the case, I am willing to stay with Baima all the time. I can't let her bear all this alone."

The old man in Tibetan robes shook his head and said seriously: "Flower picker, you are too naive. Will your family let you go? And Baima asked me to give you a message before he died."

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Fulin looked at Baima almost absentmindedly, his hand caressing her face unconsciously.

"She hopes you can take the child and leave here. For the sake of Baima and the child, you leave here!"

"When the child grows up, take him to the Zanghai Flower Field to see his mother." The voice of the old man in Tibetan robes couldn't help but be tinged with sadness. He had seen Baima since he was a child, so how could he not have feelings for her.

Zhang Fulin pursed his lips slightly, a faint smile outlined a helpless arc, and whispered: "Okay."

Zhang’s main building————

A high-ranking attendant entered the hall holding a small sarcophagus brought from the Scorpion Tomb. The attendant bowed slightly and said respectfully: "Chief, this is the Holy Infant we have recovered."

Zhang Ruitong, the head of the Zhang family, looked at the sarcophagus. A flash of excitement flashed through his calm eyes. He stood with his hands on his hands and said calmly: "Very good. A baby that has lived for three thousand years is enough to calm the hearts of the people in the clan and let them understand that immortality exists and is possible." hopefully."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ruitong was about to walk down the steps when one of the clan leaders said: "Clan leader, this matter is a top priority. It has not been confirmed yet, so we should not act rashly."

Zhang Ruitong stopped, looked at the man and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The patriarch glanced at the attendant, who understood the situation and gently placed the sarcophagus on the ground and left. After confirming that there were no other outsiders in the palace, the patriarch said calmly: "I suggest that we open the coffin first to confirm whether the baby is still alive. Living, the Zhang family today cannot withstand any changes."

Zhang Ruitong thought about it for a while. The Zhang family was now in a state of turmoil. Any minor changes might cause it to fall apart. He didn't want to see such a turbulent situation continue to develop.

Several people in the palace finally discussed and decided to open the sarcophagus together, but when they opened it, they were shocked. There was no three-thousand-year-old baby in the sarcophagus, only the jade body of a baby.

Their faces changed one after another. If this matter were publicized, and some people with evil intentions in the clan knew that there was no hope of immortality, they would probably cause another bloody storm.

Just when everyone was confused, one of the people sent to arrest Zhang Fulin came back. Zhang Fulin knelt on the ground, but felt helpless: The Zhang family is really generous, sending so many people to arrest him, ha~

However, thinking of the junior official, Zhang Fulin bent down fiercely, knocked his forehead heavily on the ground, and complained: "Zhang Fulin failed to perform his tasks and fled in fear of guilt. Please ask the clan leader to punish him."