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

Xiliu stood at the door of the Elders' House, watching everything in the Elders' House. He had lived in the Elders' House for many years and he knew very well what was inside the Elders' House.

He looked around and saw Wu Xie, Fatty and others.

"Chief, are we really going in? Those bronze bells are very powerful. They...can't withstand it."

Zhang Qiling couldn't help but frown when he thought of the bronze bells scattered throughout the Elders' House and the Patriarch's courtyard.

This time, they didn't have the earplugs that Zhang Hanyan had that could resist the ringing sound. It was difficult for them to go in easily and come out safely.

The bronze mother bell that can restrain these small bronze bells was in Zhang Hanyan's space. He didn't want to arouse her suspicion, so he didn't ask her for it when he set out.

"I must find a way to cure Han Yan. Wu Xie, Fatty, follow me closely."

"Don't worry, little brother. For Han Yan, we will go even if it is a dangerous place."

"Yes, Han Yan has saved me so many times. I am definitely not a man without loyalty. Little brother, lead the way."

Zhang Qiling turned his head and looked at Wu Xie and Fatty. He suddenly felt that it was great to have such a few friends who were willing to share life and death with him in his long life.

"Then let's go. Always pay attention to the people around you. If you notice anything unusual, stop immediately."

He stepped into the territory of the Council of Elders, followed closely by Wu Xie and Fatty. Their steps forward were full of determination.

After everyone left, Hei Xia Zi grabbed Xie Yuchen who was about to move forward, and asked with a serious face in response to his puzzled look.

"Master Huaer, there are many dangers ahead. Do you really want to go?"

He just saw the same solemnity on the faces of Zhang Qiling, Xi Liu, and Zhang Mo, three members of the Zhang family.

He thought that if the Zhang family members were so secretive about this courtyard, then the degree of danger might have far exceeded their imagination.

Xie Yuchen glanced at Wu Xie, Huo Xiuxiu and the others who had already walked away, and tried his best to break free from Hei Xia Zi's grip.

"Blind man, I am just like the mute. I must find a way to save my sister. She has done me a favor, and I absolutely cannot abandon her."

After he said that, he left, chasing after Xi Liu and Zhang Mo who were at the end of the team, without giving Hei Xia Zi any chance to continue persuading him.

Seeing how persistent he was, Hei Xia Zi sneered meaningfully and said something leisurely.

"Then it seems that I have no choice but to... sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman."

He moved quickly, climbing through countless invisible silk threads, and successfully caught up with Xie Yuchen in front of him, walking side by side with him.

Zhang Qiling led everyone and carefully avoided the mechanical formations in the courtyard, as well as the bronze bells connected with transparent silk threads.

Just as he was about to step onto the steps in front of him, a man in black suddenly dropped from the sky and stood in front of him.

In an instant, the ancient black-gold sword was unsheathed, and the blade with a cold glow pointed directly at the man in black in front of him.

Wu Xie, Fatty and others behind Zhang Qiling also took out the weapons they carried with them and looked at the man who suddenly appeared with a wary look on their faces.

None of them dared to underestimate the enemy. They had never noticed the existence of the person in front of them.

Perhaps, from the moment they stepped into the Zhang family, their every move was under his surveillance.

Now, if he hadn't appeared before them himself, they would never have noticed his existence.

If he were to take action against these people, they might not even know how they died.

The man in black glanced at the black gold ancient sword lightly and did not take the blade pointing at his face seriously.

"Chief, welcome back."

When everyone was extremely nervous, the man in black suddenly bent down and bowed to Zhang Qiling, who was emitting a chill.

"Who are you? Why haven't you left the Zhang family for so many years?"

Zhang Qiling did not put away the black gold ancient sword. Among the people in the Zhang family, he did not trust anyone except the ones Zhang Hanyan trusted.

"My name is Zhang Qian'an. Zhang Sui'an, who is in Germany, is my biological brother. I am following the orders of the Third Elder to protect the Zhang family."

Zhang Qiling's words reminded him of Zhang Sui'an whom he met in Germany. Now, taking a closer look, he realized that the man in front of him had eyes and eyebrows that were indeed very similar to Zhang Sui'an.

"The Zhang family has long been deserted. What is the Third Elder asking you to guard? And until when?"

Zhang Qiling sheathed his sword and looked at Zhang Qian'an with his deep eyes, waiting for his answer.

"Wait until the person imprisoned in the dungeon dies."

When Zhang Qian'an thought of the people imprisoned in the dungeon, a trace of impatience and irritation appeared on his face.

Over the years, in addition to bringing some food to that man, he could occasionally hear that man talking some nonsensical and crazy things.

"Chief, do you want to go see him? He has been talking about you all these years."

He raised his head and looked directly into Zhang Qiling's calm eyes and asked softly.

Zhang Qiling frowned. He really couldn't imagine why a person imprisoned in the Zhang family dungeon had been talking about him for so many years.

Wu Xie and Fatty at the back looked at each other in bewilderment. They were also very curious as to why an imprisoned person would be obsessed with Zhang Qiling.

He frowned and thought for a moment, and nodded slightly while Zhang Qian'an waited.

"Okay, you lead the way."

"Yes, please follow me, Chieftain and your friends."

Zhang Qian'an turned around and walked ahead. The moment he turned around, his sight vaguely lingered on Xi Liu behind him.

He remembered Xi Liu. When he had just become the guardian of the Council of Elders, the young Xi Liu was brought to the Council of Elders and became the punching bag of the chief elder.

At that time, he was still very young, only twenty-six years old, and Xi Liu was just a child who had just turned six years old.

Every day, he stood on the roof of the elders' house, looking at the thin little Xiliu, being scolded, whipped, and punished to kneel.

At that time, Zhang Qian'an had quietly thrown food and healing ointments to Xi Liu several times when no one was paying attention.

He had not seen Xiliu for so many years since she left the Zhang family. When he saw her again now, Xiliu had grown tall and graceful, as beautiful as a pine or a cypress.

Xiliu noticed Zhang Qian'an. His seemingly unintentional glance was actually filled with the joy of meeting an old friend again.

He was confused and thought about it again and again, and found that Zhang Qian'an had never existed in his own memory.

He shook his head gently, clearing away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and looked at Zhang Qian'an who was walking with big strides.

Zhang Qian'an felt the gaze from behind, and the corners of his lips, which had remained expressionless from beginning to end, curled up slightly.

The ginkgo tree in the Elders' Council is tall and straight. No one could have imagined that the mechanism for turning the Elders' Council's formation was hidden in the trunk of the tree.

Zhang Qian'an stopped beside the ginkgo tree. He found the mechanism that could open the entrance to the dungeon. After pressing it gently, a downward passage appeared at the roots of the ginkgo tree.