Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Tongzi, what's going on? How come my first mission was completed inexplicably?

[Hmm...what I mean is, is there a possibility that Zhang Qiling just smiled for some reason, which is why your mission is shown as completed.]

Zhang Hanyan turned her head and looked at the dark night outside. There was no one in the yard, let alone a human figure, not even a ghost.

He murmured, "Then what on earth is he happy about?"

Zhang Qiling, who was standing behind the tree, disappeared into the darkness the moment she looked over, so that she could not see him at all.

[Host, don't worry about why he is happy. You should be happy now because you finally completed your first mission and earned fifty points.]

Zhang Hanyan, whose thoughts were brought back to her senses by the system, continued to gnaw on the cold steamed bun in her hand.

Fifty points are enough to buy something. Can't you issue a task with higher points?

The system hesitated for a moment, [But host, you completed this first task in a confused manner, let's start with the simple ones. ]

It is undeniable that Zhang Hanyan was indeed a little depressed because of the system's truth.

She quickly finished the steamed bun in her hand, stood up, closed the door, and entered the space to practice.

Zhang Qiling looked at the closed door, turned around and tiptoed back to his room.

Time passed in a flash, the snowflakes stopped falling, and the spring sun became warmer day by day. The sunlight melted the snow on the ground, leaving behind puddles of water stains.

"Master, why did you call the little brother away alone?"

Zhang Hanyan stood in front of Zhang Yecheng and asked with her head raised.

"You don't want to learn the Hair Hill Finger, but he does, and he has to learn it to the best of his ability. Also, he has recently started practicing bone shrinking, so don't go in and disturb him if you have nothing to do."

"Shrinking?" Zhang Hanyan walked around Zhang Yecheng, walked up the stairs step by step, and lay down through the crack in the door to look inside.

Inside the house, Zhang Qiling was practicing the Fa Qiu Finger.

In front of him was a large basin filled with red-hot coal and coal slag, among which were some walnuts, fruits and other things.

He stretched out the index and middle fingers of his right hand and reached into the brazier to pick up the walnuts that had been burnt black.

In just a moment, his white and tender fingers were burned red.

But even so, Zhang Qiling didn't even frown, and he persisted in putting his fingers into the hot charcoal fire again and again to pick up the fruit buried in the charcoal fire.

Zhang Hanyan looked at the blisters on his fingers and was about to push the door to stop him when her hand was tightly grasped by Zhang Yecheng.

"Don't meddle in other people's business. This is the path he must take as a member of the Zhang family. Moreover, the name he carries has already determined that the path he has to take will be thousands of times more difficult than that of other members of the Zhang family!"

[Host, you cannot stop this, you cannot interfere with the normal course of the plot, otherwise, you will be ruthlessly wiped out.

As long as the main system erases you, you won't even have the chance to go back, let alone reincarnate. Don't be impulsive. 】

Zhang Yecheng and the system's words made her freeze in place. She turned to look at Zhang Qiling who was still practicing, and a deep feeling of powerlessness spread from the bottom of her heart.

I know this is the path he must take, but he is only a three-year-old child now!

[But host, you are only a three-year-old child now...]

In the following time, under the supervision of Zhang Yecheng, Zhang Hanyan quickly completed her training.

"Master, I'm going back first."

She shouted, threw down the handkerchief she was using to wipe her sweat, and strode out.

When Zhang Hanyan turned the corner and reached a corner where Zhang Yecheng couldn't see her, she ran in the opposite direction at lightning speed.

As night fell, Zhang Qiling, who had been practicing Fa Qiu Finger for a whole day, looked at the dense blisters on his fingers and endured the burning pain.

The sweat on his forehead, the dripping hair, and the pale face all told of his pain.

"Brother!" Zhang Hanyan shouted and waved.

Zhang Qiling looked in the direction of the voice and saw a short person wearing a scarlet cotton-padded jacket standing under the eaves. She had two small hairpins on her head, and the white pompoms on the hairpins swayed with her movements.

The dim light shines on her body, and she watches the years pass peacefully.

"I got you some ointment for the burn. Come on, go inside and I'll apply it on you!"

Zhang Hanyan reached out and dragged Zhang Qiling into his room, forced him to sit on the chair, and took his hand to apply ointment on it.

The cool ointment was applied on the fingers, and the burning sensation gradually subsided.

She applied the lotion gently over and over again, and occasionally bent down to blow on her red and swollen fingers.

"Does it hurt? It should feel better after applying the medicine. I got this medicine from Master's pharmacy. It looks pretty good. How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

She looked up at him, her expression serious as if she really wanted to know how he felt and what he was thinking.

Zhang Qiling turned his head slightly, avoiding her gaze, "Yeah, it's better."

[Ding Dong - Congratulations to the host for triggering the second mission, healing the burn on Zhang Qiling's finger.]

Treat burns? I'm not a doctor, I don't know any medical skills, how can I treat his burns? Besides, he has to train every day, this burn will never heal!

At least, not until he learns the technique of using the Fa Qiu finger!

[Tongzi is only responsible for issuing tasks. As for how to complete the tasks, the host needs to figure it out on his own. 】

Zhang Hanyan's gaze was fixed on those blisters. Her fingers gently touched the bright blisters, and a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes.

Zhang Qiling watched her movements, slowly pulled his hand back without making any expression, and sat upright in the chair with a serious look.

"It's very late, you should go back."

His tone was cold and indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

Zhang Hanyan looked at his expression, tactfully put the ointment in her hand on the table, stood up and walked out.

She stopped at the door, turned back and chuckled.

"You should also go to bed early. I will go back and look through the medical books in my room to see if there is any way to make your finger heal quickly."

Zhang Qiling wanted to say no, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it and just watched her leave.

He lowered his head and stared expressionlessly at the pale yellow ointment on his fingers, not knowing what he was thinking.

Why are you so nice to me? Are you also like Master, with an ulterior motive?

Zhang Yecheng, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, took in the whole scene that had just happened. He frowned and looked towards Zhang Hanyan's room until the lights went out.

Little girl, what is your purpose in approaching him?

Tongzi, do you have any ointment with immediate effect in your mall? Let me know how many points I need to buy it?

[Yes, it is, but it is a little expensive for you now. Fifty points will directly clear your balance. ]

Zhang Hanyan looked at the glaring word "Fifty" underneath the ointment, gritted her teeth, and used all her points to buy the ointment.