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

The study was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The only sound you could hear was the man behind the desk occasionally turning pages.

I don’t know how much time has passed. Zhang Mo, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly put down his teacup and looked up at the person who was reading.

"Xi Liu, those people from the Zhang family still refuse to reveal any information about them?"

Xi Liu stopped flipping the pages and gently closed the book, "No, not only did they refuse, they also completely blocked all news about them. Except for certain people, no one else knows their whereabouts.

For so many years, all information about them has been kept strictly secret. No matter how hard I search, I cannot find any trace of them. "

Zhang Mo looked at the light coming in from the window, in which there were many tiny dust particles floating.

"Who told them to do this? Without someone giving the order, it would be impossible for them to carry out such a strict confidentiality operation."

"Who else could it be? Either the clan leader or the saint girl. In the Zhang family, who else can make those people so obedient?"

Xiliu stood up and walked to the window. She reached out and opened the window, allowing full sunlight to shine onto the orchid potted plant placed by the window.

He picked up the small kettle beside him and watered the roots of the orchid.

"Zhang Mo, as an old friend, I sincerely advise you to let it go. The moment she becomes a saint, no matter how deep your friendship was before, it will no longer exist. Do you understand?"

He spoke to himself and did not expect Zhang Mo to answer him.

Over the years, the originally cheerful and smiling Zhang Mo has been ruthlessly wiped out by himself.

He turned himself into the cold and icy person he is now just to imagine that person more and let the person in his heart keep his eyes on him.

No matter what Xi Liu said, Zhang Mo always remained silent. After so many years, Xi Liu had already gotten used to it.

He knew that this was Zhang Mo's own obsession, and it would be impossible for him to let it go easily based on a few words from outsiders.

But he couldn't help it, they were friends, he didn't want to watch him sink deeper and deeper into the quagmire, he wanted to pull him out, even though it had been in vain for many years.

Xiliu put down the small kettle in her hand and turned to look at him. His face was submerged in the light and shadow, and her specific expression could not be seen clearly.

"You stay home alone and think about it. I'm going out early tomorrow morning and will be back as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the study and strode back to his room.

Zhang Mo doesn't like staying alone in the study. He gets a headache just looking at the books on the bookshelf.

He returned to his room and sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on a bronze object on the bedside table.

This bronze artifact was given to him and Xiliu by Zhang Hanyan when she persuaded them to leave the Zhang family.

Xiliu's one was sold early, and with the money from selling bronze ware and the skills he learned in the Zhang family, he established a firm foothold in the huge city of Beijing.

Become a person who, when he stomps his feet on the road, makes others tremble three times.

The bronze ware belonging to Zhang Mo was always placed by his side, in a position where he could see it with his eyes open or closed.

Xi Liu knew that he would not sell the bronze ware. Even when their lives were very difficult, Xi Liu never asked him to sell the bronze ware.

The red sun hangs high in the sky, and the bright light shines through the gaps between the sycamore leaves, leaving mottled shadows on the ground.

Zhang Mo sat alone by the window. He knew Xi Liu was right, but he just couldn't let go.

He couldn't control his heart. Every time he tried to convince himself to let it go completely, the image of a little girl with a red face from the cold and shivering as she handed him a steamed bun would appear in his mind.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to forget, it’s that he simply can’t forget.

He looked up at the sun in the sky. In his heart, she was the sun hanging high in the sky, bright and dazzling. He was just an ordinary person looking up at the sun.

He knew that the sun would never belong to him, but he just simply hoped that the bright and warm sunshine could shine on him for a moment.

As the sun set, he closed the window when it reached the bottom of the sky, his face filled with loneliness.

"Knock, knock, knock" - "Zhang Mo, I'm going out."

Xi Liu stood at the door and waited for a long time, but there was no response from Zhang Mo. He looked at the rising sun and strode away.

The footsteps outside the house gradually faded away. Zhang Mo, lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the door, turned over and continued to sleep.

Jin Wantang opened the shop early and prepared to clean up and go find the person that Fatty asked him to find.

He didn't expect that when he had just packed up his things in the store and was about to close the shop, the person he was looking for would show up at the door of his shop.

"Hey! Sir, you are here? What do you want to see today?"

Jin Wantang took two steps at a time and walked up to him, nodding and bowing, thinking in his heart that he must bring the person in front of him to the fat man.

With just one glance, Xi Liu saw through his little thoughts. Coincidentally, he also wanted to know why the fat man wanted to see him, so he didn't intend to bother with Jin Wantang.

"I heard that the man who sold me the golden jade burial garment last time is back. This time, he brought some good stuff back. I want to go and take a look."

Jin Wantang was delighted when he heard this. Isn't this just like someone giving you a pillow when you feel sleepy?

He was just worrying about not being able to find a reason to get Xi Liu to go with him to see the fat man, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to bring it up, which improved his skills a lot.

"Okay, I'll take you to see him now."

He quickly locked the doors and windows and followed Xiliu to a black Bugatti parked on the side of the road.

"Sir, the fat man lives right here. The car in front can't drive in. Please walk a few steps."

Jin Wantang carefully observed Xi Liu's expression, and when he saw that he didn't seem angry, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He opened the car door respectfully and waited for Xiliu to get out.

The two of them went deep into the quiet alley, and the vermilion gate at the deepest part of the alley was the fat man's home.

Boom boom boom… Boom boom boom… Boom boom boom…

This fat guy is still sleeping after such a long day. He doesn’t come to open the door for such a long time. What should I do if this gentleman runs out of patience and leaves?

The fat man who was immersed in his sleep was finally awakened by Jin Wantang's continuous and loud knocking on the door. He walked to the door with a messy hair and opened it while cursing.

"Who is it! Disturbing my sweet sleep so early in the morning!" The door opened a crack, and Jin Wantang's big gold teeth shone brightly.

"Tangtang, are you sick? Why are you here so early in the morning instead of looking for someone?"

Jin Wantang tried his best to wink at him, but the fat man was so grumpy from waking up that he didn't understand what he meant at all.