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

As the sun sets, a ray of setting sun spreads on the surface of West Lake. The water is glittering and golden, as if little stars are twinkling.

Zhang Qiling's hands were full of things, all bought by Zhang Hanyan at the market.

Zhang Hanyan, who was walking in front, turned around unexpectedly and looked at him. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, making him look like a god.

"My dear, you are so handsome, even more handsome than gods."

The words she blurted out subconsciously caused a faint blush to appear on Zhang Qiling's fair face, and that blush clearly told her what she had just said.

"Haha, little brother, I'm just kidding, don't mind it, haha." She smiled awkwardly, turned around and walked forward in a panic.

Hanyan, you are also very beautiful.

Zhang Qiling looked at her back. The breeze blew the hem of her skirt. In the reflection of the setting sun, the fiery red dress was dazzling.

"Finally home, after a day of shopping, I'm so tired..."

As soon as Zhang Hanyan entered the room, she slumped down in a chair and complained about the pain in her waist and feet. "Brother, what are we having for dinner?"

"White porridge, something lighter."

"Okay, I'll do it. You put the things you bought in order. You need to wash those clothes before you wear them. Don't take them back to your room."

"Yeah. I know."

They were all busy in silence. The only sound in the quiet room was the sound of flipping the spatula. Occasionally they looked up, looked at each other, smiled slightly, and understood each other tacitly.

In the quiet late night, a falcon flew out from Zhang Hanyan's room and landed on Jie Jiuye's desk in the early morning of the next day.

Master Jie Jiu took off the letter tied to the falcon's feet, glanced through it, and his face changed in shock. He repeatedly looked at the contents of the letter in disbelief.

The red butterfly at the end of the letter is lifelike, spreading its wings as if ready to fly.

"This mark, could it be..."

He thought of a deal he had made in the past, and his expression suddenly froze. After putting away the letter, he hurriedly left the Xie family.

Ever since Master Jie Jiu stepped out of the Jie family's gate, everyone in the Nine Gates has been intentionally or unintentionally moving their own things, objects, properties, and personnel.

Six months later, when Zhang Qishan's men broke into the nine gates, all they saw was an empty mansion.

"Master Buddha, they seem to have learned the news in advance. We...didn't catch any of them, especially the Wu, Huo, and Jie families. We didn't find anything at home."

The adjutant stood trembling in front of Zhang Qishan's bed. Ever since he was stabbed by Zhang Hanyan last time, he has been lying in bed recuperating for more than half a year, unable to move.

Anger surged on Zhang Qishan's gloomy face, his fists clenched so hard that they made a clattering sound, and he spoke through gritted teeth.

"Have you found out when they started to secretly move things from home?"

"We found out. They started six months ago, not long after we returned from Mount Siguniang. At that time, Master Buddha... you hadn't woken up yet."

"Who started it? Who could have foreseen the plan and decision I made just yesterday?"

The adjutant secretly observed Zhang Qishan's expression. His face was ashen and there was murderous intent in his eyes, which frightened the adjutant.

"It was Master Jie Jiu. He was the one who notified the others to start moving and escape from Master Buddha's sphere of influence. As for why he knew Master Buddha's decision, we haven't found out."

"Okay, very good. Since these scapegoats have escaped, then we can find another one." He looked up at the adjutant and said coldly, "You know who it is."

Two figures, one blue and one red, flashed through the adjutant's mind, and he said cautiously, "Yes, I'll arrange it right away."

Just after the adjutant left, a carrier pigeon flew out of Zhang Qishan's mansion and headed straight for Hangzhou.

"Zhang Qishan, you are really a thief with a heart of your own..."

Zhang Hanyan looked at the bright moon hanging on the treetops and flew away on his sword.

In just half an hour, Zhang Hanyan was standing quietly at the head of Zhang Qishan's bed. After a puppet talisman was injected into his body, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Owner......"

"Tell it that the failure of this operation is entirely your own fault. It has nothing to do with anyone else. Do you understand?"

"I know. I'll do it right away."

Zhang Hanyan looked at Zhang Qishan who was stunned. With a snap of her fingers, his expression became clear again, just like that of an ordinary person. It was impossible to tell that he had become a mindless puppet.

To be on the safe side, she followed Zhang Qishan in stealth and watched him finish what he had instructed before she flew away on her sword.

After that, things changed, and Zhang Qishan became an abandoned chess piece because he personally admitted his mistakes.

"It" did not choose to kill him directly. The reason it spared his life was that "it" could not find another member of the Zhang family who was willing to be loyal to it in a short period of time.

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling lived peacefully in Hangzhou, practicing martial arts every morning and going out for a walk in the evening. Their days were leisurely and comfortable.

[Host, tomorrow is the day Blackback Laoliu will die. Save him and you will get 200 points.]

Why are there so many this time?

[The main system said that the host completed the tasks very well each time, and can increase the points when issuing tasks. ]

Ha...it seems that the previous palm that broke the void has improved the emotional intelligence of the main system!

[Hehe... Host, you know it but don't say it, save some face...]

Zhang Hanyan looked at Zhang Qiling who was watering the flowers in the garden, wondering how to tell him that she was going out.

"Brother..."

Zhang Qiling turned around and looked at her. Her awkward look of wanting to say something but hesitating made him feel a little worried.

He walked quickly to her and touched her forehead with his hand, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Her fainting many years ago left a big shadow in his heart. Over the years, he always paid close attention to her every move, fearing that what happened before would happen again.

"No, I'm not feeling unwell. I...I have to go out of the hospital tonight. I'll come back tomorrow night and let you know."

Zhang Qiling frowned and looked at her, his tone firm, "I'll go with you."

It is impossible to reach the place where Blackback Laoliu is by ordinary means before something happens to him, so the only way is to use the flying sword.

It’s not that Zhang Hanyan didn’t want to bring Zhang Qiling along. The sword she was using now was an ordinary item. It was not an immortal sword that could change size at will. It could only barely carry herself.

"No, you have to wait for me at home. I can't bring you with me this time. Brother, just wait for me at home. I'll be back soon."

"why?"

Can't carry...