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

Seeing the annoyance on his face, Qiuyue blinked and said, "How about this? Hold the pen and I'll help you draw one. After you finish, you'll understand why I asked you to practice drawing lines constantly."

Zhang Hailou was stunned. Zhang Qianjun, who was standing opposite him, couldn't help but look up at him. However, he only glanced at him once before returning to his painting. Zhang Hailou turned his head to glance at Qiuyue beside him and said, "Will you lead me in painting?"

"Well, let me draw one for you, so you can feel how I draw."

Qiuyue nodded, leaned over slightly and put her hand on the back of his hand. Zhang Hailou suddenly stiffened all over.

"Hold the pen tight."

Qiuyue's gentle and pleasant voice rang in his ears, and Zhang Hailou subconsciously held the pen. Qiuyue held his hand, which was much bigger than hers, and led him to draw a talisman on a blank piece of paper.

Zhang Hailou stared blankly at the hand that was obviously much smaller than his own. The white and delicate back of the hand looked even warmer and whiter in comparison with his hand, and looked very beautiful. Her warmth was constantly being transmitted from her hand, and the faint fragrance that he had smelled before became clear again, which made his heart beat faster again, and his whole body began to heat up a little.

Qiuyue didn't notice Zhang Hailou was distracted. She guided his hand to draw a talisman smoothly and then said, "Okay, do you feel it? Do you know why I asked you to practice the thread well?"

Zhang Hailou suddenly came back to his senses. He looked at the talisman on the paper and his face froze slightly.

He didn't even feel how Qiuyue painted, he just felt her hands and fragrance.

"You, please help me draw another one. I drew too fast just now and I didn't feel anything."

Zhang Hailou spoke somewhat stiffly. He took the paper in front of him aside and took out a new piece of white paper. Qiuyue didn't think much about it and started drawing again with his hand.

Qiuyue slowed down this time, and Zhang Hailou forced himself to watch carefully. It was at this look that he finally understood why Qiuyue wanted him to practice the line well.

Qiuyue drew the talisman in one smooth stroke without any interruption in the process. Even where there was an empty line, there would be a very thin and vague line connecting it. It was not like several strokes as it seemed at first glance.

The lines of the entire talisman are thick and thin. If you want to draw this talisman well, you must control the strength of the lines very accurately. The lines he just drew were too rough. Even the particularly straight line looked very stiff in front of Qiuyue's stroke.

As she drew the last stroke, Qiuyue turned to look at Zhang Hailou and said, "Do you feel it this time? Your lines are too stiff. If you don't practice hard, you'll never learn to draw talismans well."

Zhang Hailou subconsciously turned his head to look at Qiuyue. In a trance, Qiuyue's gorgeous eyes seemed to become clear again, but when he looked again, it was still blurry and he could not see her face clearly.

"I, I'll practice some more."

Zhang Hailou lowered his head and stopped looking at her, so Qiuyue let go of his hand and let him continue painting.

"Is there anything that Qianjun can't do?"

Qiuyue stood up and walked over to Zhang Qianjun. Zhang Hailou looked up at Qiuyue's swaying back and couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple.

Obviously, I already knew that she was with someone else, but...

When Qiuyue walked over to Zhang Qianjun, she saw that he had almost finished drawing the talisman. She was very surprised and said, "Wow, Qianjun, you are very talented!"

Zhang Qianjun originally had no expression on his face, but when Qiuyue praised him, he unconsciously raised the corners of his lips and hummed softly.

"You can try using cinnabar yellow paper."

Qiuyue reached out and took the yellow paper and cinnabar that she had just used and brought them over. Zhang Qianjun responded, put down the pen in his hand, and moved the white paper and ink in front of him to the side. Qiuyue then placed the cinnabar and yellow paper in front of him.

"Try it. If it works, you'll be able to draw it yourself in the future."

Qiuyue curved her eyebrows, Zhang Qianjun nodded slightly, picked up the pen dipped in cinnabar, took a new piece of yellow paper, and began to try to draw a peace amulet. Zhang Haike and others who were not around immediately surrounded him, obviously wanting to see if Zhang Qianjun could draw the amulet by himself.

Qiuyue thought Zhang Qianjun would draw it in one go. Just as she was thinking about what talisman to teach next, a flash of bright red made Qiuyue's pupils shrink. Before she could react, Zhang Qianjun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight onto the table.

"Thousands of troops!!"

Zhang Haike screamed and hurriedly pushed Zhang Qianjun's shoulder to wake him up. The others immediately raised their eyes and looked at Qiuyue sharply, even Zhang Haixing was no exception. Zhang Hailou opposite him suddenly looked ugly, and the pen in his hand could not escape his clutches after all, and broke into two pieces.

"how come!"

Qiuyue ignored their hostile looks again. She looked at the blood on the yellow paper in disbelief, and quickly reached out to hold Zhang Qianjun's arm and started healing. This was one of the few things she remembered. Fortunately, the healing really worked. She could feel the injuries in Zhang Qianjun's body were repairing rapidly.

When the bright and soft golden light emanated from Qiuyue, Zhang Haike's pupils suddenly shrank. Zhang Hailou, who had wanted to come over and pull Qiuyue away, stopped and stood behind her in a daze.

When Qiuyue used her healing technique, the golden light emitted was not only continuously transmitted into Zhang Qianjun's body, but the people around him could also feel it. They could even feel that some hidden injuries in their bodies were gradually repairing, and their bodies felt more comfortable and healthy than ever before.

Who is she?

Fairy?

"Well……"

While Qiuyue was still injecting healing energy, Zhang Qianjun woke up with a muffled groan. He subconsciously turned his head and was stunned when he saw Qiuyue, who was radiating golden light and looked like a goddess. He was especially shocked by the extreme comfort that appeared in his body after the energy was transferred to him.

Qiuyue let go of Zhang Qianjun's hand only after she felt that there was no damage to his body. She said worriedly, "Qianjun, how do you feel? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? I'm sorry, I didn't know this would happen. I'm sorry!"

Zhang Qianjun came back to his senses, shook his head, and whispered, "I'm fine, you've already cured me, I don't feel uncomfortable, you don't have to apologize, I know you didn't mean it."

"Qianjun, why did you suddenly vomit blood and faint?"

When Zhang Haike saw Zhang Qianjun's rosy complexion after he woke up, he knew that he had been cured by Qiuyue. Although he felt it was unbelievable, he now wanted to know why Zhang Qianjun vomited blood in the first place.

"It's because of this talisman. When I was drawing it, I felt that it needed some kind of energy to complete it. I don't have that energy in my body, so the talisman absorbed my essence and blood instead. If I finish it, my lifespan will probably be reduced by a few years."

Zhang Qianjun looked at the half-painted amulet in front of him with a complicated look.

Although Qiuyue did not admit it, this talisman was enough to prove that she was indeed an immortal cultivator, and only an immortal cultivator could draw this talisman.

Qiuyue was shocked when she heard this. She suddenly remembered that drawing talismans required spiritual power. She immediately burst into tears of guilt. She clasped her hands together and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I forgot about this. I'm sorry. It's my fault. I forgot that drawing talismans requires certain conditions. I'm sorry!!"

Zhang Qianjun shook his head and said, "It's okay. I wanted to learn it myself. It's not your fault. Besides, you've already cured me."

Although Zhang Qianjun said this, Qiuyue still couldn't help feeling guilty. She said, "You, don't draw anymore. I'll draw for you. I'll draw more for you as compensation."

"Since you've already cured Qianjun, there's nothing to worry about. After all, your memory is confused now, so it's normal to forget some things. It's okay, don't worry about it."

Zhang Haixing gently patted Qiuyue's shoulder, and Qiuyue hummed weakly. Zhang Hailou, who had been frowning just now, now smiled again. He leaned over to Qiuyue and said, "A Ling, what was that golden light you just saw? It looked so magical. Could you be a deity who has descended to earth?"

Qiuyue shook her head and said, "I'm not a deity, I'm just a human. The golden light just now was one of my abilities. It can be used to heal any injury."

"It's so severe, can the poison be cured? What about the Gu poison? What if the limbs are broken? Or if the person is half dead?"

Zhang Hailou couldn't help but ask, Qiuyue nodded and said, "All right."

These two simple words startled everyone present. Zhang Haike was silent for a moment and asked, "For broken arms and legs, should we let the wound heal, or..."

"Grow back missing arms and legs."

Qiuyue knew what he wanted to ask, so she didn't hide it and said it directly, not caring how shocking her words might be.

After Qiuyue finished speaking, she looked at Zhang Haike and said, "To be honest, I really want to treat you. I want to restore your face and your broken finger."

Zhang Haike shuddered all over. Before he could say anything, Zhang Haixing said, "Then I'll leave it to you, A Ling. Please heal my brother's face and dandruff."

Qiuyue blinked when she heard that. She looked at Zhang Haixing, then at Zhang Haike, and asked, "Your sister asked me to treat you. Haike, do you want to be treated?"

Zhang Haike remained silent. Zhang Haixing reached out and tugged at his arm, "Brother!"

Zhang Haike, who always doted on his sister, did not respond immediately this time. Instead, he asked Qiuyue, "Was the Wang family finally eliminated? What about the Zhang family?"

Qiuyue was stunned for a moment, then looked at him with a complicated look, but still said: "They were destroyed. Many members of the Zhang family are still alive, and your clan leader is still there. Even if the Wang family is not destroyed now, it will be destroyed in the future because I will not allow it to exist."

Zhang Haike originally just wanted to get the answer of whether the Wang family would be eliminated in the future, but he didn't expect to hear Qiuyue's hostile words towards the Wang family. He was stunned and a little surprised, but it was also at this moment that the hostility and vigilance in Zhang Haike's heart completely dissipated.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, this saying is always valid.