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

Wu Xie heard their entire conversation. He frowned and thought for a moment, then paid the money and went back to the hotel with Lao Yang to pack their equipment for the trip.

"Wu Xie, do we really want to follow those people and go with them? From what I see, they are not good people. If they find us..."

"It's okay, we just have to be careful. From what I heard from them, they think the place they are going to is the same place we are going to.

We couldn't find a guide, so we have one now, why not use it?"

Wu Xie patted Lao Yang's shoulder comfortingly and said, "Okay, it's okay, go back to sleep, we will set off early tomorrow morning."

Lao Yang glanced at him worriedly. If you look closely, you can see a hint of guilt flashing across Lao Yang's eyes.

The next morning, Wu Xie and Lao Yang carefully followed the group of people deep into the mountains of Qinling Mountains.

In order to avoid being discovered, they didn't even dare to make a fire to keep warm when night fell.

Fortunately, it is midsummer now. Although it is cooler in the mountains than outside, it is still bearable and not too unbearable.

After Wu Xie and Lao Yang followed them for a long time, they finally arrived at the intersection in Lao Yang's memory.

"Wu Xie, this is it. Let's not go with them. It's closer this way. I have something buried in front and I want to dig it out."

"What is that? Could it be the branch of the bronze sacred tree you mentioned?"

"Yes, that's right. Before I was caught, I buried the bronze branch in a secret place. They didn't find any evidence, so they didn't keep me in prison for long."

Wu Xie looked at the complacent Lao Yang thoughtfully. He couldn't tell why, but the person in front of him always gave him a very strange feeling.

He shook his head, put the feeling behind him, and convinced himself in his heart that there would always be some changes after not seeing each other for many years.

"Okay then, let's go in the direction you mentioned." Wu Xie said halfway and looked at the happy Lao Yang with doubt.

"Are you sure you still know the way after all these years?"

Lao Yang patted his chest firmly and assured, "I guarantee that I know him. Over the years, I have been deepening my memory every day in prison. I guarantee that I will not make any mistakes."

Although he said so, people always realize what they fear.

Finally, after Lao Yang stopped for the third time, Wu Xie finally couldn't stand his damn memory anymore.

"Lao Yang, do you remember the way? Didn't you notice that we have been going in circles here? Are you reliable?"

He looked at the dense forest behind him and said, "Why don't we turn back now and speed up to catch up with them? We should still be able to make it in time."

Lao Yang stared at a thatched hut in front of him, then looked up at the sky which was already darkening and smiled apologetically.

"How about we go to the thatched hut in front and rest for a night. It's not safe to travel in the dark. We might encounter wild animals."

Wu Xie followed the direction of his finger and saw a dilapidated shed, which should be a temporary resting place built by hunters entering the mountains.

Now it was completely dark, and no matter how anxious Wu Xie was, he could only calm down and stop to rest.

The Qinling Mountains are high and steep, and no one knows what ferocious beasts live in the deep mountains and forests. If they are not careful, they may be torn to pieces by the beasts.

"Well, that's the only plan we can make now, but let's make a deal first. After dawn tomorrow, we'll return the same way and not go any further."

Lao Yang knew he had taken the wrong path and could only nod and bow and apologize with a smile.

"Yes, yes, I will listen to you from now on. I will never make decisions on my own again. So... shall we go to that room and rest?"

Wu Xie looked at Lao Yang's expression. Although he felt uncomfortable, he couldn't blame him directly. He could only sigh helplessly.

"Let's go."

He walked around Lao Yang in front of him and strode towards the wooden shed in the distance. As he walked, he sighed in his heart.

Oh...it seems that it won't work without Hanyan and the little brother. Not to mention going into the tomb, we can't even find the way, and the fat man won't come. What should we do now?

The night was bright and the stars were sparse; through the holes in the shed one could glimpse the stars in the sky.

Wu Xie lay on his back looking at the stars. Lao Yang beside him had already fallen asleep, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

He didn't know why, but he always had a bad feeling in his heart.

As he went deeper into the mountains, this premonition became stronger and stronger, and he almost wanted to back out.

In the second half of the night, Wu Xie finally closed his eyes and fell asleep. In a daze, he felt Lao Yang beside him get up and walk out of the shed.

He put his hand in the direction of Lao Yang, but he couldn't touch Lao Yang no matter how hard he tried.

He was startled and his eyes widened when he thought of the noise just now. He fumbled to turn on the flashlight and looked for Lao Yang.

No, in this not-too-big-sized wooden shed, apart from himself, there was no trace of Lao Yang at all.

"Itchy? Itchy?"

Wu Xie called out softly, he didn't dare to speak too loudly for fear of attracting some wild beasts in the mountains.

He walked out of the wooden shed with a flashlight, and in the light of the flashlight, he followed the traces of grass and trees that had been trampled by Lao Yang to look for him.

The constant sound of birds chirping could be heard in the tall and dense forest, adding a sense of weirdness to the silent night.

Wu Xie bravely forced himself to move forward, and just before his mental defenses were about to collapse, he found Lao Yang digging something at the bottom of a low slope.

He looked at him carefully, and whether it was the behavior or the expression on his face, the old itchy man in front of him gave him a bad feeling.

It felt like he was being controlled by something. Everything he did now was not what he wanted to do, but was being controlled by something else.

Wu Xie didn't dare to make a sound and could only hide behind the thick tree trunk and observe Lao Yang quietly.

He wanted to know what Lao Yang was digging.

His feet were almost numb from squatting, and he finally saw Lao Yang take out something that looked like a twig and was wrapped in mud from the pit.

Could this be the branch of the bronze sacred tree that Lao Yang buried before?

Hadn't he been unable to find it during the day? How come he could find it now? Was he just pretending?

Seeing that Lao Yang had stood up and was about to go back, Wu Xie had no choice but to leave before him with full of doubts and return to the wooden shed before Lao Yang.

He lay in his sleeping bag and listened carefully to the noise outside. When he was sure that Lao Yang's footsteps were approaching, he immediately closed his eyes and made his breathing as long as possible.

At least whether watching or listening, I can put myself in a deep sleep state.