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

"Young man, are you angry with the master? Don't say you are not angry! Look at your face, it is blacker than the bottom of the kitchen pot!"

Zhang Qiling looked down at his reflection in the pool. His face looked very bad indeed, but it was far from being darker than the bottom of a pot.

Zhang Hanyan walked to the big rock under the willow tree with a smile and sat down, then picked up a piece of dogtail grass and played with it in her hand.

"Brother, look at the lotus leaves in the pond that have grown. When the lotus flowers bloom, I will make you a lotus-related delicacy."

Zhang Qiling looked at her curiously, then walked over to her and sat down.

"What is it?"

"Well, there are so many, lotus leaf tea, lotus glutinous rice porridge, lily, white fungus and lotus seed soup, lotus root and pork ribs soup...

Anyway, the lotus flowers, lotus leaves, and lotus roots buried in the mud are all edible, and I will cook them for you to taste when the time comes."

Zhang Qiling looked at the lotus leaves drifting in the wind. On the jade-like lotus leaves, crystal clear water droplets kept rolling.

As the lotus leaves swayed continuously, the crystal clear water droplets gradually rolled down, fell into the pond and merged back into the water.

"Hanyan...Sizhou Ancient City, I'm sorry..."

Zhang Hanyan thought that Zhang Qiling was looking at the lotus leaves and imagining the delicious dishes she mentioned, but she didn't expect that he would suddenly apologize for the matter of Sizhou Ancient City.

"It's okay. I don't blame you. You don't need to say sorry. Besides, you were controlled by the bronze bell at the time. Whether it was hurting or killing people, it was not your intention. You don't have to blame yourself for it."

"I know, but I did do those things. I can't deny it."

Zhang Hanyan looked at Zhang Qiling, she pursed her lips slightly, not knowing what to say to comfort him.

They were both silent. By the huge pond, the only sounds were the faint sound of wind and the croaking of frogs.

In the Council of Elders, Xiliu knelt in the courtyard with her back straight, her clothes stained with blood, leaving bloodstains on the ground.

Even though he had reached his limit and was dying, he still knelt upright, as if nothing could bend his back.

Xi Liu knelt until the sun set, and the great elder showed no intention of calling him to get up.

Finally, the white-robed elder couldn't bear it any longer, so he walked over and pulled up Xi Liu, who was about to fall into a coma, and dragged him to the pharmacy without saying a word.

"Third Elder, I really can't go with you. If the First Elder finds out, he will definitely beat me to death when I return."

As he spoke, he was about to break free from the Third Elder's hand and go back. Even if he was in good health, he couldn't break free from the Third Elder's hand, let alone his current state of injuries.

The third elder increased the strength in his hands and, ignoring Xi Liu's resistance, dragged him to the pharmacy without saying a word.

"Take a look at him, keep an eye on him, and don't let him leave the pharmacy. His leg is also injured, so he needs to be healed as well!"

After giving the order, he looked at the pale Xi Liu and said, "I will tell the Great Elder. I promise that he will never treat you the same way as before."

After saying this, the third elder left the pharmacy directly, without caring whether Xi Liu agreed to stay or not.

He is the elder, and Xiliu's opinion is of no importance to him.

Besides, he was doing this to treat Xiliu, with good intentions, and he didn't want to harm his life.

Xi Liu silently watched the Third Elder's departing back. It was the first time that someone cared about him, and his eyes were filled with helplessness.

As soon as the third elder returned to the Elders' Council, he saw the first elder standing in the courtyard angrily.

"Where are my people? Third brother, you are really getting bolder and bolder. You actually dared to take my people away without my consent!"

The third elder smiled nonchalantly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Big brother, don't you think it's a bit too much to treat a young man like this? Tell me, if the second brother knew what you have done over the years, what would he do?"

By the end of his speech, there was already a hint of threat in his words.

When the Great Elder thought of the Second Elder who had not appeared in public for almost ten years, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes, but only for a moment, and he quickly concealed it.

He looked at the Third Elder who always had a smile on his face. Even though he was very angry, he never showed it because he was concerned about the Second Elder.

The Third Elder seemed to have already predicted the current outcome. He brushed away the non-existent dust on his sleeves as if unintentionally and curled his lips into a smile.

"Boss, I like Xiliu very much. From now on, let him come to my yard to serve me. I think you will agree, right?"

The Great Elder was almost furious with him, but he couldn't do anything to him since he brought in the Second Elder to back him up.

"Okay, since you like it, it's okay to give it to you. From now on, he will be yours!"

After the Great Elder finished speaking, he walked away angrily.

Bang—the sound of the Great Elder slamming the door resounded throughout the Elders' Council, startling the other elders who were eavesdropping in their own courtyards.

"After all these years, you still have this bad temper. Fortunately, there is still a second brother who can control you!"

The third elder walked away muttering to himself, with light steps and a leisurely back, as if he didn't care at all about what had just happened.

Night falls quietly, dark clouds cover the moon in the sky, and even the starlight becomes dim. The night is as cold as water, lonely and cold.

Zhang Qiling lay on the bed, staring at the dark tent ceiling.

Tonight, he didn't light a candle, and the room was pitch dark and he couldn't see anything.

His mind kept recalling everything that happened in the ancient city of Sizhou.

Especially the blood-stained dagger, Zhang Yecheng's painful expression, the bright red at the corners of Zhang Hanyan's mouth, and the mountains of corpses.

He couldn't sleep, even though he had tried many things.

As soon as he closed his eyes, those images kept appearing in his mind, reminding him over and over again what he had done.

Zhang Hanyan appeared at Zhang Qiling's door holding a bowl of steaming wontons.

Although there was no light in his room, she knew that he was not asleep at this moment.

"Brother, I cooked a midnight snack for you. I'm coming in..."

She pushed the door open gently and, with her good night vision, successfully placed a bowl of wontons on the table.

When Zhang Qiling heard the noise, he calmed down, put on his clothes in a hurry and went out.

"My dear, your room is too dark. Let me light a candle for you. I am afraid of the dark."

[Host, aren't you ashamed when you say this? Why didn't I notice that you were afraid of the dark? You just went out in the dark! ]

Faced with the system's complaints, Zhang Hanyan rolled her eyes and ignored them.

She picked up the match on the table and lit the half-burnt candle on the table. As the candlelight lit up, the room gradually became brighter.