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

After the snow has cleared, the sun is shining brightly. The soft spring sunlight shines through the sparse shadows of the trees and shines on the melted winter snow.

After the Chinese New Year, the red lanterns in various places of the Zhang family were taken down one after another, and this large family returned to its former solemn and dignified appearance.

"Master, why are you so absent-minded while eating today? Are you worried about something?"

Zhang Yecheng remained silent and ignored her. His gaze always lingered on Zhang Qiling intentionally or unintentionally.

Whenever he thought of what the old guys in the Council of Elders had said, he immediately felt that the dishes on the table, which were so delicious, had become bland and tasteless.

He hesitated for a while, put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands under Zhang Hanyan's puzzled gaze, turned sideways, and looked at Zhang Qiling fixedly.

"Qi Ling, after dinner, come with me to the Elders' Council. Today will be a special day for you."

The Zhang family's Elders' House is located in the deepest courtyard of the Zhang family. Adjacent to the Elders' House are the courtyards of successive generations of Zhang family patriarchs.

The people in those courtyards hold the most core and important secrets of the Zhang family for thousands of years.

It was there that Zhang Qiling was exposed by his master Zhang Jin as a fake Holy Infant, and was driven out by the people in the courtyard.

Now, several years later, when he heard about the Council of Elders again, he couldn't help but feel resistance in his heart.

Zhang Hanyan noticed that Zhang Qiling frowned instantly, which was a sign of his unhappiness.

"Master, why do you want to take this little brother with you? Didn't the elders abandon him? Why do you want him to go back now?"

Zhang Yecheng sighed heavily and looked at Zhang Qiling with a hint of heartache.

"If they really abandoned him, then the name he was carrying now would be taken back by them, but they didn't, so...

This time, they didn't want him to go back, they just asked me to take him to the Elders' Council and tattoo a Qilin on his body, don't be nervous."

Kirin tattoo? Is it really that simple?

Zhang Hanyan was half-believing and half-doubting. She chose to believe Zhang Yecheng, but not completely.

After all, before he was her master and Zhang Qiling's adoptive father, he was also a member of the Zhang family, a member of the Zhang family who was over a hundred years old.

The traditional ideas of the Zhang family have become deeply rooted in him.

She didn't dare to bet whether he would ruthlessly choose to abandon her and Zhang Qiling for the Zhang family.

Zhang Hanyan looked at Zhang Qiling. Apart from the slightly frowned expression when he first talked about this matter, he had no other reaction.

It seemed that this matter didn't matter to him.

"Master, can you take me with you? I also want to go and see it."

Zhang Yecheng looked at her begging face, thought for a while, and finally couldn't resist her nagging and nodded in agreement.

"I can take you there. Anyway, I've already told the elders about you. Qi Ling isn't the only one getting a tattoo today, so it's okay to take you there to have a look."

After the matter was settled, they quickly finished their meal, without even having time to clear away the dishes, and hurried to the Council of Elders.

When the three of them arrived, there were already a few sparsely populated people standing in the courtyard of the Elders' House.

Without exception, they are all boys.

Zhang Hanyan looked at the courtyard carefully. The courtyard was very large and its style was very similar to ancient pavilions, but it was also filled with things that belonged to this era.

The ancient and modern architectural styles blend together without seeming at all inconsistent, but rather complementing each other.

"Master, are they here to get tattoos too?"

Zhang Hanyan gently tugged at the corner of Zhang Yecheng's clothes and asked softly.

The boys were of different heights and ages, but they had one biggest thing in common.

They...are all very good looking.

Zhang Yecheng nodded lightly, "Yes, for a while, you just stay by my side obediently, don't talk, and don't walk around casually, understand?"

His expression and tone showed rare seriousness, as if telling her the seriousness of the matter.

"Got it, Master. I will be obedient and will never cause any trouble!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Zhang Qiling beside her. Ever since he entered the courtyard, the expression on his face had become increasingly cold, and his entire body was filled with a strong aura of "no entry allowed".

She followed Zhang Qiling's gaze and immediately saw the bronze bell hanging in front of the central door.

The breeze blew and the leaves rustled, but the bronze bell hanging under the eaves did not shake at all.

Zhang Hanyan felt something strange, so he circulated his spiritual power and mobilized his consciousness to take another look.

She saw that the small bell inside the bronze bell was tied with a silk thread that was almost invisible to the naked eye. She followed the silk thread and found the second bell.

Next came the third, the fourth, the nth... The entire Elders' Council, both visible and invisible, was covered with bronze bells.

Those silk threads are densely packed, connecting each bronze bell.

As long as a thief enters and touches one of the silk threads without knowing it, all the bells will ring.

The bronze bells have powerful hallucinogenic properties. There is no need for the Zhang family to take action. The sound of the bells can kill people without them being noticed.

"Brother, you..."

Just as Zhang Hanyan was about to speak, the door in the center of the room in front of her opened a tiny crack.

The door opened slowly after a pause.

This time, Zhang Hanyan saw it very clearly. In that moment of stagnation, the bronze bell hanging under the eaves moved slightly.

But it only lasts for a moment. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all.

After the door opened, an old man in a wide-sleeved white robe walked out. The old man had white beard, white hair and white clothes, and looked like an immortal.

The sleeves and hems of the clothes were embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns using silver coins, which sparkled brightly under the sunlight.

The old man looked around the courtyard and his eyes stopped on Zhang Qiling.

He stretched out his hand, designated Zhang Qiling, then turned his palm over, slightly bent it a few times with the palm facing downward, and motioned Zhang Qiling to come over.

Facing everything in front of him, Zhang Qiling's eyes always revealed calmness and silence. His expression was like a mask, preventing anyone from seeing his true thoughts.

He took a step forward, one step at a time, and walked towards the old man unwaveringly.

The rest of the people in the yard looked at him, their eyes filled with confusion, incomprehension, anger, and unwillingness.

Tongzi, what's wrong with those little brats? They look like your brother has stolen their things.

[Isn't it just stealing their things? I came here early just to get the qualification to be tattooed by the elders themselves. Now it's gone. How can I not be angry? ]

What you mean is that the elders will personally give a tattoo to one child, but the rest of the people will not have this treatment?

[Of course! Who is he? He is an elder who has lived for hundreds of years! It is a great honor to be able to tattoo someone personally. Do you want him to do it personally? Do you want him to tattoo everyone? ]

No wonder...Now that the young man has been chosen by the elders, no wonder they look like they want to eat him.