Tomb Robber: Oops, I think I met a tomb robber.

As soon as Qiuyue arrived, the servants at the door immediately came to greet her warmly. The master of the house had already told them in advance that this was a distinguished guest who would come often in the future and must be treated well.

Qiuyue stopped the servant from going to find Master Hong and instead asked him to take her to find Er Yuehong and Chenpi.

Walking along the familiar road again, they arrived at the training ground. This time, Er Yuehong was sitting in a rocking chair sipping tea, while Chen Pi was swinging an iron hook beside him.

When Er Yuehong saw Qiuyue's figure, he stood up instantly with a gentle smile on his face: "Qiuyue, you are here."

Hearing Er Yuehong calling Qiuyue, Chenpi instantly retracted the hook, turned around, and looked at the figure with burning eyes.

Qiuyue smiled at the two of them and raised the small box in her hand: "Well, I'm here to practice talismans at your house. You guys just keep busy and don't worry about me. I'll be practicing in the small pavilion next to the stone table and stone chairs."

Er Yuehong responded and watched Qiuyue walk to a small pavilion not far away and sit down. Then he sat down again and looked at Chenpi who was still staring at the little girl and said, "Why are you daydreaming? Keep practicing."

Chenpi finally came to his senses, responded, and continued practicing hook casting.

As for Qiuyue, after she officially started practicing talismans, she found that drawing talismans was surprisingly simple. As long as she remembered all the strokes, she could easily draw the talisman paper. It was so simple that she once suspected that she had practiced it wrong.

She drew several pictures in a row, then checked them with the system and found that they were exactly the same as the ones she bought with points in the system.

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Huh???

Is she some kind of peerless genius?

Qiuyue tried several other types of talisman paper and found that as long as she memorized the strokes, drawing them was the easiest task, and she didn't feel any discomfort.

She put down her pen in confusion, and just wanted to knock on Yunyun to see if she was awake, when she saw a barrage of messages pop up from the system: A space-time rift has been detected nearby, please be prepared, three, two, one.

Qiuyue's eyes suddenly went dark. Before she fainted, she was still thinking, it's over, it's over, it's over, Zhang Qishan and the others will definitely be angry to death again.

When Qiuyue opened her eyes again, she found that she had no body. She was floating lightly in the air, as if she was in a state of soul. She didn't even bring her body with her!

She looked around carefully and found that this was still the Hong Mansion, but many things were different, such as the stone table and stone chairs, and the small wooden pavilion, which looked much newer than before.

Just as she was wondering, she saw a very pretty little boy with red lips and white teeth running out from somewhere and hiding in the rockery next to the pavilion.

After a while, the sound of hurried running and shouting could be heard: "Young Master, Young Master, where are you going? You must go to your lessons, otherwise the master will be angry! Young Master!"

Several servants ran past the pavilion and did not notice the little child hiding there.

A little while after the servant left, the little boy popped his head out. Qiuyue saw a few leaves on his head and couldn't help laughing. Unexpectedly, this laugh scared the little boy so much that he jumped out of the rockery and cried out in surprise: "Who, who is laughing?!"

Qiuyue was a little surprised. Could this child actually hear?

She had evil thoughts in mind and said jokingly, "I am a fairy from heaven, I came down to earth to take a look at this world. I didn't expect to see a child like you. Don't be afraid, sister, I won't hurt mortals."

The little boy opened his beautiful eyes wide after hearing this and looked around, but he saw no one. He said cautiously, "Fairy sister? But why can't I see you?"

Seeing that he really believed it, Qiuyue smiled with her eyebrows curved and continued: "Because I am a fairy, mortals cannot see me. You heard my voice, it means we are destined to be together."

The little boy was very surprised, and then excited. He said, "Really? Fairy sister, can you help me? I don't want to go to school, I don't want to attend classes, and I don't want to learn martial arts."

Qiuyue raised her eyebrows and then took a closer look at his features. He looked quite familiar, so she asked, "Tell me first, what's your name?"

The little boy said obediently: "Sister, my name is Hong Wan, what's your name?"

This time it was Qiuyue's turn to be surprised. Isn't this name Er Yuehong? She had returned to Er Yuehong's childhood.

She thought about it and decided not to tell him her name, fearing that the child would be frightened when he saw her when he grew up. She said, "I can't tell you my name. If I tell you, I will disappear."

Xiao Er Yuehong was startled and said quickly: "That's not going to happen, that's not going to happen, sister, don't disappear."

Qiuyue was so adorable that her heart was trembling with fear. She wished she could touch him and rub him. Thinking of this, she reached out and touched his little head. Little Eryuehong was startled, and Qiuyue was also very surprised that she could actually touch him.

Qiuyue touched his head, and Xiao Eryuehong raised her hand to touch her hand, but her hand passed right through.

It turns out that only Qiuyue can touch her, but he can't.

"I'll just call you Wanwan. Wanwan, tell me why you don't want to study or practice martial arts?"

Little Er Yuehong said, "Because even if I study well, Daddy won't praise me. If I don't study well, Daddy will even scold me."

Qiuyue was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that he was not tired of studying, but wanted his father to pay more attention to him.

She couldn't help but touch his little face. She didn't preach to him or tell him about his father. Instead, she said softly, "Since your father doesn't praise you, then I'll praise you. I'll stay by your side and accompany you from now on. Whether you're studying or practicing martial arts, I'll be there for you."

Qiuyue didn't know what it meant to not make promises if you can't keep them. She just felt that she couldn't go back now, so she just stayed here to accompany little Er Yuehong.

Xiao Er Yuehong blinked and said, "Really? Sister, will you always stay with me?"

Qiuyue agreed to him.

"Yes I will."

Qiuyue really did what she said and stayed with Xiao Eryuehong all the time. After all, she found that no one else could hear her talking except Xiao Eryuehong, so she stayed with him all the time, watching him study hard in class, practice martial arts, and sing opera to warm up his voice. She praised him gently when he stopped to rest, and couldn't help pinching his face when she saw his eyes shining brightly. She really thought he was so well-behaved and adorable.

Sometimes when he was really too tired, Qiuyue would tell him stories and sing to him. Every time, little Eryuehong was extremely happy, especially when she sang, her eyes seemed to be shining with stars, twinkling, full of admiration and love.

However, sometimes Qiuyue would recall the romantic Er Yuehong in the original novel, and then looking at the little Er Yuehong, she would teach him what male virtues are, and told him not to learn the male customs of this era, which would really destroy his identity. Although little Er Yuehong did not understand what his sister meant, he would definitely do whatever his sister said.

In this way, Qiuyue accompanied him for three years. In her soul state, she was neither hungry nor sleepy. When Xiao Eryuehong slept, she also closed her eyes to rest. When he opened his eyes, she would appear beside him. Every time he called her, she would always respond softly in the next second.

Until this day, Xiao Er Yuehong said that he would prepare a surprise for her and asked her to wait for him in the pavilion. Qiuyue followed his advice and went to the pavilion.

She waited for a while, and then little Er Yuehong arrived at the pavilion, his face filled with grievance and anger. His eyes were red and tears glistened. Qiuyue was heartbroken. She hadn't seen him like this in the past three years. This was the child she had raised for three years. Who dared to bully him? She suppressed her anger and asked, "Wanwan, who bullied you? Ah? Tell me, and I'll avenge you."

"Sister, I heard the servants say I was hysterical. They said I was always talking to myself and even complained to my father. My father said he wanted to ask someone to come and see if I was possessed by an evil spirit."

As little Er Yuehong spoke, tears as big as beans began to flow. He sobbed and raised his hands to wipe his tears, but the tears could not be wiped away at all and kept flowing. Qiuyue's heart tightened when she saw this, and she quickly squatted down and hugged him in her arms.

When little Er Yuehong felt that warm embrace, he completely lost control. He raised his hands to hug her, but could only pass through again and again. He cried loudly, full of grievances of not being understood and sadness of not being able to hug her every time. It made him breathless, and he could only cry hard, trying to cry away these emotions that suffocated him.

The crying attracted the servants, who hurried to find Master Hong. When Master Hong, who looked still very young, came to the pavilion, he saw little Er Yuehong crying so hard that he could hardly breathe. He was so distressed that he was about to go forward and pick him up, but the next second he saw a scene that made his scalp numb with fear. The servant next to him was so scared that he fell to the ground, turned around and ran away screaming.

I saw the crying little Er Yuehong standing straight in the pavilion. It seemed as if an invisible person was wiping the tears from his face. The pressure marks of fingers brushing against his soft little face were clearly visible. Little Er Yuehong couldn't stop calling for his sister. His little hands tried to grab at the person in front of him, but he kept grabbing empty air. He cried loudly, "Sister, sister, why are you the only one who can touch me? Sister, Wanwan wants to hug you, sister, please, Wanwan wants you!"

Hong Ye felt a chill run through his body, but as a father, he suppressed his fear and shouted angrily: "What the hell, let my son go! He's just a child. If you have anything to say, come to me!"

When Qiuyue heard Master Hong say this, she was speechless and amused. However, her voice was only audible to Eryuehong. She had no way of explaining to Master Hong, so she could only coax little Eryuehong, saying, "Wanwan, don't cry. Sister will always be with you. Now that your father is here, you can explain to him that I exist. That way, he will believe you, right?"

After hearing this, little Er Yuehong gradually stopped crying, but she still sobbed uncontrollably, with tears and snot all over her little face. Seeing this, Qiuyue felt both distressed and happy, as she had probably seen Er Yuehong's dark history.

Little Er Yuehong looked at Master Hong and sobbed, "Daddy, my sister is not a ghost. She is a fairy. Only I can hear her."

Seeing that Little Er Yuehong stopped reaching out to grab at the air in front of him, Master Hong suddenly picked him up and quickly left the pavilion. Standing outside the pavilion, he said coldly, "I don't know what you are. My child knows nothing. If you have offended me, please tell me. I will do my best to meet your request. Please let my son go."

His mind is now full of thoughts, wondering if he had done something in the tomb over the years that attracted the tomb owner here, and then wanted to take revenge on him by attacking his children.

When little Er Yuehong heard this, she got anxious and tugged at his clothes, "Daddy, my sister is very kind to me. She's not a ghost, she's a fairy sister. She's been with me for the past three years. She tells me stories and sings for me. She's a fairy, not a ghost!"

When Mr. Hong heard this, he felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He couldn't believe that his child had been accompanied by a ghost for the past three years. If the ghost really had any bad intentions, how could he save him?

But he was also really thankful that the ghost didn't harm the child. At least he looked healthy now. However, he would take him to see the master later to see if there was anything dirty on him.

"Thank you for teaching my son, but he is young and ignorant. He knows nothing. Please find someone else. If you need anything, I will do my best to help you. Please, let my son go."

Seeing that Hong Ye didn't believe her and his eyes were full of hostility, Qiuyue sighed helplessly. At this moment, the system suddenly popped up a barrage of comments: The rift in time and space began to heal, and he was about to return. The countdown was three minutes.

Qiuyue opened her eyes slightly and looked at the little Eryuehong who was crying again because her father did not believe him. Her heart ached. She was afraid that she would have to break her promise and would not be able to stay with him forever.

She opened the system mall and found a jade pendant that could protect him, then put it in his hand, and bought two forgetfulness talismans to stick on both the father and son. The father and son suddenly felt dizzy, as if they had forgotten something, but little Er Yuehong touched the tears on his face. The stuffy pain in his chest almost made him unable to breathe, and he couldn't control himself and burst into tears again, which scared Master Hong and he hurried to coax him.

At the last second, Qiuyue looked at the little Eryuehong who was crying in Hong Ye's arms with reluctance, sighed, and left this period of time.

Little Er Yuehong was crying. He raised his hand to wipe his tears, but picked up a jade pendant instead. Master Hong also saw the jade pendant and was extremely shocked. This jade pendant was actually carved from top-quality jade. He had never seen such a jade pendant before.

Little Er Yuehong looked at the jade pendant and cried even louder. He hugged the jade pendant tightly, his voice shrill and hoarse. He shouted unconsciously: "Sister, don't leave!"

Unfortunately, he was destined to get no response.