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

Zhang Yecheng looked at the mechanism that had been completely cracked by Zhang Hanyan, nodded with satisfaction, folded his hands across his chest, and said with a smile.

"It seems that these levels are too easy for you. Next, what level of difficulty do you want to challenge?"

Han Yan gently stroked the wooden stake beside her and said calmly, "The most difficult one!"

He raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, and looked at the thin and petite Zhang Hanyan in surprise. He obviously didn't expect her to be so shameless.

"The most difficult thing, do you know how many lives have been lost by the Zhang family's most difficult mechanical technique? You are so young, yet you dare to say such arrogant words!"

Zhang Hanyan shrugged indifferently and said, "Forget it if you don't want to take me." Then she turned and walked out.

For the next half month, Zhang Yecheng would take Zhang Hanyan to challenge the mechanical devices in different rooms every day, and the difficulty gradually increased.

At the beginning, Zhang Hanyan was able to crack the mechanism quickly and efficiently.

But later she found that no matter how well she performed, he would not let her directly challenge the most difficult room.

After cracking the mechanism every day, what awaits her is various physical and martial arts training.

And there are also Chinese burial mechanisms that the Zhang family must learn...

Originally, Zhang Yecheng wanted to teach Zhang Hanyan how to do the hair-hill finger technique, but she thought her index and middle fingers were too long and ugly, and she refused to learn it.

The two of them were in a stalemate for more than half a month. Zhang Yecheng was defeated by Zhang Hanyan's firm attitude and had to give up the idea of ​​teaching her the Fa Qiu Finger.

On the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month, there was a severe cold and heavy snow.

On this day, Zhang Yecheng, who had been out for a long time, returned to the courtyard in the wind and snow when night fell.

The next day, after Zhang Hanyan cracked the mechanism, he walked into the courtyard where martial arts were taught to study as usual.

As soon as she walked into the yard, she saw Zhang Yecheng squatting and looking at a little boy about her age with a smile.

Zhang Hanyan's clear eyes were fixed on the little boy...

He stood there quietly, his eyes lowered, his long eyelashes slightly swept down, leaving a faint shadow on his eyelids.

No matter how Zhang Yecheng teased him, there was always a hint of alienation on his face. That look was like ice water under the twelfth lunar month sun, without any emotion at all.

With just one glance, Zhang Hanyan was sure who the little boy in front of her was!

She pretended not to know, moved to the side of the two, tilted her head and chuckled, "Master, who is he?"

"He is... Zhang Qiling. From now on, he will live here and receive training with you. Please don't bully him, okay?"

Zhang Hanyan frowned unhappily, "Master, it seems that he and I are the same age. How do you know that he is not bullying me?"

Zhang Yecheng chuckled and reached out to touch the top of Zhang Hanyan's furry head.

"Don't I know you? Well, from now on, you will study and train together in this courtyard, and I will teach you everything I have learned throughout my life."

Zhang Hanyan looked at the expressionless Zhang Qiling with a smile on his face. His eyes were indifferent and there was no emotion in them, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"My name is Zhang Hanyan, nice to meet you!"

Zhang Qiling looked at him indifferently, without any reaction to her kindness.

He walked to the plum blossom pole placed in the yard and started today's training without saying a word, with no intention of paying attention to Zhang Hanyan.

System, what's going on? Although I knew that Zhang Qiling had a cold temperament in his later years, I didn't expect that he would be like this at such a young age!

[Um...please forgive me...After all, at this time he had just been betrayed by his master.

His master exposed the fact that he was a fake Holy Infant in public, and he was driven off the altar before being brought back by Zhang Yecheng.

If he had not been exposed as a fake Holy Infant, given Zhang Yecheng's status in the Zhang family, it would have been impossible for him to be brought to this small courtyard.

He would follow the most capable and strongest person and learn all the supreme skills of the Zhang family. He would never step into this small courtyard in his entire life.

Now that you have established a connection with him, your mission can begin! 】

Zhang Hanyan stared at Zhang Qiling who was flying on the plum blossom pile, and repeatedly recalled all the important events about the Tomb Robbers' Chronicles in her mind.

So, what's the first task?

[Ding Dong - You have triggered the first task, task event: Make Zhang Qiling smile at you from the bottom of his heart.]

Zhang Hanyan was silent for a while, sighed softly, and complained in his heart, your task... is so casual...

[Hehe... The difficulty of the missions increases gradually, so it will get harder and harder in the future! ]

Zhang Yecheng walked over to Zhang Hanyan, who was staring at Zhang Qiling in a daze, and sat down on the stairs to look at her.

"Little girl, don't tell me that the reason you approached me was for him, right? Look at the way you stared at him, tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

Zhang Hanyan sat down next to him and glanced at him coldly.

"Old man, look at me. I'm only three years old. Tell me what kind of mess is going on in your mind! Aren't you ashamed?"

Zhang Yecheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, then leaned back against the pillar on the steps.

"I can see that your intentions are not pure..."

Zhang Hanyan rolled her eyes speechlessly and ignored him. She took a sandbag from the side, tied it to her feet, and ran around the yard.

As night fell, Zhang Yecheng came back with a delicious meal and invited the two to eat.

"Zhang... that... Master, when was he born?"

Zhang Hanyan stared with her clear eyes and asked the question even though she knew the answer.

"November, what's wrong?"

"No big deal, he was born in November, and I was born in the beginning of December.

He is older than me, and I think it is impolite to address him by his given name. From now on, I will call you little brother. What do you think?"

A faint smile appeared in Zhang Hanyan's eyes as she looked straight at the silent Zhang Qiling.

He raised his eyes to look at her, cold and indifferent, and did not answer.

Zhang Hanyan was not at all troubled by his cold attitude. She smiled and picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs with chopsticks and put it in his bowl.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, very delicious, try it!"

Zhang Yecheng watched the interaction between the two with great interest, one was passionate as fire, the other was cold as ice.

He looked at the fatigue that occasionally revealed in Zhang Hanyan's expression, and gradually became interested in her real purpose of approaching him.

"Okay, it's late, you two should go back to your rooms and sleep. You will have to train early tomorrow morning. I'll be waiting for you at the training ground. Don't be late!"

Zhang Yecheng stood up to clear the dishes on the table. The sound of the cups and plates colliding was crisp and pleasant.

"Young man, you just arrived today and you are not familiar with this courtyard. Let me take you to where you sleep. Master said your room is next to mine."

Zhang Hanyan grabbed the corner of Zhang Qiling's clothes without waiting for his reaction and dragged him out!