The Grave Robbers' Chronicles: The Immortal Talisman of the Haunted Mountain

Three years have passed. I have gradually forgotten everything that happened in the Zhang Family's Ancient Tower. Sometimes I still wake up from a nightmare, but the suffocating oppression I felt right after coming back is gone. Fatty is still farming in Banu. We occasionally chat on the phone, but only about trivial things. It's hard to imagine Fatty, with all that extra weight, swinging a hoe. Perhaps the greatest happiness and greatest sorrow of his life was meeting Yuncai.

I heard that ever since Xie Jia got back on track under Xiao Hua's leadership, he has picked up the opera costumes he put away years ago. These days, there's no one in Beijing who doesn't know Xie Yuhua. As for Xiuxiu, things have been much bleaker. She still hasn't managed to get her finances in order. Perhaps the past three years have taught her too much, or perhaps she has recovered from the blow dealt by Old Madam Huo. She no longer makes sarcastic remarks to me. We aren't as close as we used to be, but at least she doesn't say things that make me uncomfortable. For that, I'm already grateful.

Last, and the person I'm most reluctant to mention and most worried about: Zhang Qiling. I hesitated for a long time over whether to write about him, but after much thought, I finally put pen to paper. Everything that happened to him afterward became the most important turning point in my life.

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