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

Qiuyue subconsciously turned her head to look at Zhang Daonan. Before her brain could react to the fact that he had just drawn the rune of the Pure White Talisman, Zhang Daonan raised his hand to support the back of her head, lowered his head and gently pecked her soft lips: "Don't cry, come and accompany us."

With this peck, Qiuyue, who had been crying dazedly and slowly, suddenly blushed. She pursed her lips, blinked and looked at him, then turned to look at Zhang Shouxu and the others who surrounded her with pity. Her voice was still hoarse from crying too much: "You, you really didn't lie to me? These past thousand years, you really haven't had a bad life? How did you survive?"

"I'm not going to lie to you. We've lived a very good and fulfilling life. We've survived these past thousand years because we were able to cultivate, just like my darling's cultivation."

Zhang Shouxu was still hugging her tightly, coaxing her softly while raising his hand to pat her back. Zhang Wuya beside her said, "I really didn't lie to you just now, baby. In the past thousand years, in addition to practicing, Xiao Fubao has also been with us, bringing us things from time to time. We even studied a lot of modern books, such as physics, chemistry, biology, geography, politics, and other messes. If you want to listen, I can also speak a few words of English, Russian and French to you. Baby, don't you notice that we are speaking Mandarin now?"

Zhang Wuya spoke like a talk show. Qiuyue was unable to react for a moment. It was not until he finished speaking that she suddenly opened her eyes wide. She realized belatedly that what they were speaking was actually Mandarin, and not the ancient language with a strange accent that she had in mind.

"So, are you all living well?"

Qiuyue couldn't help but ask again, trying to get a real affirmative answer. They naturally understood what she wanted, and nodded or blinked at her with smiles on their faces.

"Yes, baby, we are living a good life. When we are bored, we can play mahjong and Landlord. If you still don't believe me, you can ask Xiao Fubao. He can testify for us."

Zhang Zhenxian said cheerfully, and Qiuyue immediately looked up and began to look for Xiao Fubao. When she saw it, she was amused by the screen it was holding high.

Yes, yes, I can testify (??︶??)～

"Okay, I believe it then."

After receiving multiple affirmations, Qiuyue finally felt relieved. She sniffed her slightly blocked nose and finally smiled again, which made everyone feel even more relieved.

Their babies always make people feel so distressed.

Little Fubao put away the screen guiltily after Qiuyue looked away, and scratched his little butt with his little paws.

Ah, apart from the fact that they killed each other and removed their bodies in the beginning, and not considering that they stayed in the same place for more than a thousand years to practice hard, they actually lived a very fulfilling life, so he didn't lie to Qiuyue, he just didn't say everything.

On the other hand, from the time Qiuyue appeared crying to the time she was coaxed into peace by everyone, Zhang Qiling stood by and watched quietly from beginning to end. His eyes had never left her from the moment she appeared. He had been staring at her intently, watching her lively appearance, his eyes red and dry.

It’s so nice, everything is just like before.

Although hundreds of years have passed since those days, for Zhang Qiling, everything that happened in that short half hour is still as clear as yesterday. He remembers her god-like appearance, her expressionless face but still wanting to comfort him, her appearance as fragile porcelain breaking bit by bit, and her appearance of not forgetting to smile at him as she gradually disappeared. He remembers it all, remembers it clearly, so when he sees Qiuyue now crying and laughing like an ordinary person, his whole body is tense and trembling, his Adam's apple rolling rapidly, he suppresses the bitterness in his eyes, trying hard not to shed tears.

It’s so good that she is still fine and not that high and mighty, fragile god who will disappear.

Qiuyue turned around and saw Zhang Qiling, who looked like he was about to cry. Her heart suddenly sank, and she quickly called out to him, "Brother, why don't you come over? We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Qiling's brain had not yet reacted, but his body had already walked towards her. Zhang Daojun and others beside him did not stop him, but instead stepped back to leave space and position for him. Zhang Shouxu also released his arms around Qiuyue, allowing her to go and see him.

“Ah, Aling…”

Zhang Qiling looked at Qiuyue, who was now only as tall as his chest, and couldn't help but raise his hands to gently hold her face. While feeling her body temperature and softness, his eyes kept moving on her smooth face. Wherever he looked, there were cracks in his memory.

She was right here, standing right in front of him, warm and breathing, with not a single scratch on her face, and her hair was black. Everything was fine, she wasn't dead!!

When this realization was once again deeply imprinted in his mind, Zhang Qiling finally couldn't control himself. He stretched out his hands and hugged the person into his arms, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to rub the person into his body. There was already mist in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse and a little out of tune.

"I finally see you again..."

Qiuyue was sure that she had rarely, if ever, heard Zhang Qiling's voice sound like this. So when she realized that he was about to cry, her heart ached and she almost burst into tears again. She quickly raised her hands and hugged him, saying, "Don't be sad, little brother. We are all fine. Everyone is fine. Don't be sad. Don't cry."

When Zhang Qiling felt her arms hugging him back, the dryness in his throat suddenly became more acute. He pursed his lips, forcibly suppressing the mist in his eyes, lowered his head and couldn't help but kiss the top of her head.

"I think it would be nice to hear you continue to call me little official."

Zhang Qiling's voice was so soft that only the people around him could hear it. Qiuyue looked up at him. Although she didn't quite understand why he wanted her to call him like that, she still obeyed him and called him softly, just as he remembered that she had called him that year.

"Junior official."

Just these two gentle words, the mist in Zhang Qiling's eyes condensed in an instant, and swirled in his eyes under Qiuyue's gaze. The moment Qiuyue saw it, her heart ached and she almost couldn't breathe. She quickly raised her hand to help him wipe away the tears that had not yet rolled down, and smiled at him with forced sadness: "Okay, we are finally together. It's a good thing. Let's not be sad, we should be happy."

After saying this, Qiuyue paused, then suddenly thought of something and quickly said, "By the way, Xiaoshang, I asked Wu Xie to pass on a message to you, asking you to write a letter of apology. Have you done it?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Qiling's suppressed emotions, which he had been trying to hold back, suddenly began to dissipate like a popped balloon, and instead, a feeling of confusion surged in his heart.

Review, book?

At this moment, Wu Xie, who had been watching through the light screen, suddenly changed his expression and subconsciously slapped his thigh with his hand.

Oh no, he really forgot about this!

Zhang Qiling, who had no idea what he needed to write in his self-criticism, had a few confused flashes in his eyes. His mouth opened slightly, but no words came out. Qiuyue could tell at a glance that he hadn't written anything. She immediately raised her brows and said in a feigned anger, "Okay, now you don't even listen to me!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Qiling was shocked all over. He shook his head quickly and replied in a somewhat anxious voice: "No, I listen."

And when he hurriedly responded, Wu Xie also promptly posted the content of Qiuyue's previous letter of apology in the group. Only then did Zhang Qiling finally understand what Qiuyue's letter of apology was about. He felt a little guilty but also happy.

Even after so much time has passed, she still cares about his safety, just like she did back then.

"I, I didn't have time to write."

Zhang Qiling, who had just learned the news, didn't reveal that Wu Xie hadn't told him at all. He just lowered his eyes slightly, revealing a look of guilt. Qiuyue wasn't really angry with him. When she saw his pitiful look (others: Are you serious? There was no expression on his face!), her heart softened. She stroked his face with both hands and said, "Forget it this time. I won't punish you to write it again. But you really can't be so reckless in the future. Really? Otherwise, I'll be very worried about you."

Naturally, Zhang Qiling would not refuse. He nodded at her and hummed softly, looking very obedient - he agreed, but whether he would do it or not was another matter.

Some of Zhang Shouxu and others standing nearby couldn't help but shake their heads, while others clicked their tongues in their hearts.

It turns out that this brat can be so well behaved sometimes.

If other people heard what they were thinking, they might ask in return, aren't they?

They are obviously ferocious guys who are not easy to mess with outside, but in front of her they are as obedient as puppies.

On the other side, Zhang Haike and others who had been standing on the periphery and watching quietly from beginning to end no longer knew what expressions to make. They looked at each other in silence, their faces filled with shock.

Whether it was the very disillusioning ancestors who spoke no differently from modern people (although they had prepared themselves mentally beforehand, it was still too disillusioning), or the originally extremely aloof and powerful patriarch who was unexpectedly obedient in front of Qiuyue, everyone was shocked to the point of being speechless.

Well, no matter who it is, once they meet Qiuyue, even the cruelest and cold-blooded person will become gentle as silk!