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

"Ha ha ha ha……"

As soon as Zhang Haiqing finished speaking, Qiuyue laughed even more happily. She covered her stomach, which was already cramping from laughing, and said, "Poor Hai Ruo, I didn't even know about this. I'll ask him how he feels later."

Zhang Haichen, who was sitting on the other side of Qiuyue, chuckled softly and said, "He probably won't tell anyone. After all, this has become a dark history of his."

Qiuyue was a little tired of laughing. She wiped her tears again and took a deep breath, saying, "That makes sense. After all, this would be a black history for anyone. It's okay. I'll keep pestering him for a while. He'll definitely tell me."

Zhang Hailou listened to Qiuyue's extremely happy laughter, but his heart ached even more.

Do we really have to let her go on like this?

If I tell her the truth, she won't be able to bear it, but if I don't, the situation will probably get worse.

What should he do?

"Hailou, why do you have such a sad expression? Isn't this funny?"

Qiuyue turned her head and saw Zhang Hailou with a sullen face and red eyes. Zhang Hailou suddenly came back to his senses. He raised his hand and coughed twice, saying, "Well, Ah Ling, I've also dressed as a woman, so I understand Hai Ruo's pain..."

Qiuyue was stunned for a moment, then she remembered that Zhang Hailou was also a womanizer. She took a deep breath and said soothingly, "It's okay, it's okay. I won't laugh anymore. Don't be sad, Hailou."

Zhang Haichen sneered and looked at Zhang Hailou with a half-smile, but he didn't say anything. He just said, "Since you don't like to hear this, Haiqing, why don't you talk about something else."

"Then let me tell you something else."

Zhang Haiqing glanced at Zhang Hailou with amusement and said, "Isn't Haiyi the archive's chef? When he first started cooking, someone thought his cooking was too delicious, so they ran to the kitchen in the middle of the night to see if Haiyi had put opium in his cooking. As a result, they accidentally knocked Haiyi's cook to the ground, and woke Haiyi up. So, the whole archive has been eating fried potatoes with ginger for a full two weeks, and Haiqi's words of advice are useless."

Qiuyue gasped when she heard this. Zhang Haichen said, "It's not just fried potatoes with ginger, there's also ginger chicken feet, ginger chicken legs, ginger pork, and so on. Haiyi has since been nicknamed the King of Ginger. No one in the entire archives dares to mess with him anymore."

"Oh my god."

Qiuyue couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth which was wide open in shock. She looked at Zhang Haiyi, only to see that he remained calm and even raised his eyebrows slightly when Qiuyue looked at him. It was obvious that he liked the title of King Quan Jiang, which made Qiuyue laugh.

"Pfft, King Quan Jiang, Hai Yi, so you have such a thing. You even seem to like this title?!"

Qiuyue was surprised and amused. Zhang Haiyi nodded slightly and said with some reserve, "I like it very much. No one has dared to mess with me since then. I deserve the title of King Jiang."

As soon as these words were spoken, Qiuyue laughed even more happily. She didn't expect that Zhang Haiyi was actually so proud of this title. It was too far from his cold and handsome temperament, and it inexplicably hit Qiuyue's cute spot.

Zhang Hailou, who had been looking at Qiuyue's smile, felt deeply at a loss. He found that he could not get a word in at all and could only listen to Qiuyue's words to judge what their conversation was about. He knew the title of King Quan Jiang, as he had eaten meat cooked with Zhang Haiyi's ginger in the past, but this also made him a little surprised and doubtful.

Qiuyue clearly knew the other group, Zhang Haixia and Zhang Haiqing, but judging by her expression, this was the first time she had heard of the title Quan Jiang King. The only people who knew about it were the people in the archives. If it was Qiuyue's own hallucination, then how did Quan Jiang King appear? There was no way Qiuyue, who had never heard of this title before, could have imagined this?

The more Zhang Hailou thought about it, the more he had a guess in his mind, and this guess made his heart beat faster.

Is there a possibility that what Ah Ling saw was not an illusion, but real?!

Ah Ling saw the souls of Zhang Haixia and the others?!

This thought made Zhang Hailou almost unable to calm down. He couldn't help but clench his hands on the back of the chair, and his breathing trembled a little. Just when he couldn't help but open his mouth to ask, Zhang Haike's voice came from the door: "Hailou, A Ling, what are you talking about? You are laughing so happily."

Qiuyue looked over when she heard the voice and saw that Zhang Haike and his companions had returned. She smiled and said, "We are listening to Haiqing telling interesting stories. Do you want to join us?"

Zhang Haike was startled, and Zhang Haixing quickly said, "Okay, I want to hear it too. What was that just said? Ah Ling, tell me."

Qiuyue turned her head to glance at Zhang Haiyi over there and said happily, "Haiqing was just talking about the origin of Zhang Haiyi's title of King of All Ginger. Haixing, have you ever had Haiyi's ginger and meat feast before?"

Qiuyue's words made everyone pause. Zhang Haike quickly reacted, his eyes slightly brightening. He said, "Ah, yes, we all ate it back then. That half month was really terrible. Even now, I don't like the sight of ginger very much."

Zhang Xiaoshe touched the little snake in his hand, nodded, and continued, "Indeed, after eating that for half a month, no one really wants to eat ginger anymore."

Qiuyue smiled, her eyebrows curved, and said, "After provoking the chef, it's not surprising that this is the outcome."

Suddenly, Qiuyue thought of something and said, "Since Haiyi is here, you will have a feast next time. You don't have to let Haizhou, who can't cook, do it anymore."

When these words came out, not only Zhang Haike and the others were stunned, but Zhang Haiqing and the other three were also a little stunned. Zhang Haiyi lowered his eyes slightly and said, "A Ling, I haven't cooked for many years. I think my cooking skills are almost the same as Haizhou's now."

Qiuyue's eyes widened slightly when she heard this. She said, "How could that be? Haiyi, don't you love cooking? How come you haven't cooked in years? Did something happen? Or is your hand injured and it hasn't healed yet?"

Zhang Hailou's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Ah, Haiyi's hand is indeed injured. He hasn't been able to use his strength for so many years, so he hasn't been cooking anymore."

Zhang Haike and the others who had already walked over paused when they heard Zhang Hailou's words. Zhang Xiaoshe turned his head to look at Qiuyue with a look of worry in his eyes. Qiuyue frowned and said, "Is your hand really injured? It's okay, I'll help you heal it. Haiyi, hold out your hand."

Almost as soon as the words fell, Zhang Haike and the others felt their hearts tighten, but Zhang Haiyi, who was being watched by Qiuyue, was just stunned for a moment, then obediently stretched out his hand.

Qiuyue didn't pay attention to the reactions of the people around her. She reached out and gently held Zhang Haiyi's palm, and skillfully circulated the energy in her body. But this time when she started to circulate, what emanated from her body was not the dazzling golden light, but a very mysterious and beautiful dark blue light, which seemed to have some silver stars in it. Qiuyue herself was stunned.

"Hey, I..."

Qiuyue looked at the dark blue light on her body with some surprise, while Zhang Haiyi's expression suddenly changed. He looked at Qiuyue with some shock. Zhang Haiqing and the other three beside him also had their pupils constricted. The halo emitted from Qiuyue also had an effect on them. They could feel what it was, and this made their hearts tremble.

Surprisingly, it really works.

Qiuyue was still wondering why her golden light had changed color, but Zhang Haiyi had already suppressed his excitement and said calmly, "A Ling, I feel like my body is gradually recovering. Thank you. I think I can go make you something delicious now."

Zhang Haiyi's words brought Qiuyue back to her senses. After hearing that it was effective, she no longer doubted it. As long as it worked, it was fine. She arched her eyebrows and said, "It's good that it works. Haiqing, you guys get ready too. I'll heal you in a while. Don't worry, everyone will be fine."

"Thank you, Aling."

Zhang Haiqing raised her hand to support her glasses. Zhang Haichen's eyes sparkled, and she whispered with a slight curl of her lips, "Yes, thank you so much, A-Ling."

"No need to thank me, it's just a small favor."

Qiuyue raised her other hand and waved it, a little embarrassedly, and at the same time increased the input of energy, quickly repairing the damaged and hidden injuries in Zhang Haiyi's body.

Although it felt a little different from the treatment used when the golden light was used, Qiuyue still clearly felt that Zhang Haiyi was getting healthier, so she didn't take it to heart and concentrated on healing him.

Zhang Haike and the others standing nearby were now filled with shock and uncontrollable joy. They witnessed Qiuyue grasping the empty air out of thin air, and the dark blue light emanating from her suddenly vanished after passing through her hands, as if it had been injected into the body of an invisible person. This scene made them completely understand that Qiuyue had truly seen the soul of the dead and was not hallucinating!

The souls of Zhang Haiqing, Zhang Haixia and the other four are always there!

If that's the case, then the others...

Thinking of this, Zhang Haike's breathing became rapid, and he was so excited that the tattoo on his neck appeared. Zhang Haixing's eyes were also shining with excitement. She pursed her lips tightly, reached out and grabbed Zhang Haike's arm, and tried hard to suppress her unhappy laughter, for fear of disturbing Qiuyue.

Ah Ling, she is truly a deity who came to save them!!

Qiuyue did not notice the excitement of Zhang Haike and the others. Only Zhang Haiqing, Zhang Haichen and Zhang Haixia saw it, and they couldn't help but smile.

After all, we were once partners. Even though decades have passed, our friendship remains unchanged.

Qiuyue healed quickly. When she wanted to let go of her hand, Zhang Haiyi subconsciously held her soft little hand tightly. Only when Qiuyue tilted her head and looked at him strangely did Zhang Haiyi slowly let go of her hand.

So warm and soft.

It has been many years since I last felt such warmth.