Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Qi Qiu knew that Shen Mingchao's repeated attempts to stop him were well-intentioned. However, Shen Mingchao's mind was made up.

Take a deep breath and tell me your thoughts.

"As I said before, I knew all this a long time ago, and I had thought it through long ago."

"What he said earlier is correct. I was born with a shallow destiny and was destined to die young."

But everything is different now.

"You saved me as a result, and I repay you with my life as an effect. My destiny has already been rewritten because of you."

"Therefore, my only wish in this life is to spend the rest of my life by your side."

"Regardless of your status."

The other party's determination was evident between the lines.

"You're really determined..." Shen Mingchao murmured softly, and she could hear the sincerity and passion in his words.

"I understand." She smiled gently, her eyes crinkling with a gentle curve, casting aside all her worries. "If this is what you desire, then follow your heart."

"it is good."

With a single word, the love potion enters the mouth.

At first, Qi Qiu didn't feel anything unusual.

In an instant, a sharp, needle-like pain shot through my abdomen, and the pain spread to my limbs and bones.

He could clearly feel that the Gu worm had awakened and was now moving throughout his blood vessels.

This feeling is not pleasant.

Cold sweat gradually soaked through his clothes, and he could only clench his teeth tightly, trying his best not to let his groans escape.

"What are you doing...?"

Seeing the person before him with a face as pale as paper and a trembling body, Shen Mingchao's expression turned grave. He hurriedly asked, "Is it this painful after being poisoned by a Gu? Xiao Qiu, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Heh—that's hard to say." These words came from Wang Can, whose legs had finally regained feeling.

He still remembered Qi Qiu's previous gloating; his rival's suffering was his stimulant.

So he continued to make sarcastic remarks.

"Hey kid, no offense, but is this Gu worm of yours really that good? Maybe it's been sitting out for too long and expired?"

My arm was lightly tapped.

It's Shen Mingchao.

It's probably to tell him not to say such unpleasant things.

Wang Can pursed his lips and swallowed back the swear words.

Qi Qiu breathed heavily, managing a weak smile as he explained in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine. The Gu worms need to find a suitable place to live inside my body; this is a necessary process."

That's what he said, but he didn't know when the Gu worms would stop.

Time was stretched out infinitely by the endless pain.

Qi Qiu was in so much pain that he became delirious, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. When his limbs became weak and numb, he could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Why!"

Seeing this, Shen Mingchao was startled and quickly squatted down. She subconsciously checked the other person's breath and breathed a sigh of relief when she felt the warmth.

After a brief silence, Wang Can, upon seeing this scene, remarked coolly, "It's good to be young; you can fall asleep as soon as you lie down."

Seeing Shen Mingchao's worried expression, he felt a pang of unease and kicked him again.

"Hey kid, are you even capable? If you're going to die, at least die somewhere else. Don't actually die here, it'll be bad luck. We'll have to help carry your body, that'll be a real hassle—"

Before he could finish speaking, his arm was slapped hard again.

Out of humanitarian concern, Shen Mingchao sighed and said, "Partner, you're getting more and more rude these days."

"What's so offensive about it? I didn't even swear; I've already been very lenient with him. Besides, I was just telling the truth, okay? He's reckless and eats anything; he deserves it!"

Just as she was about to continue speaking, Wang Can fell silent upon meeting Shen Mingchao's calm gaze.

A good man can bend and stretch!

He snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Shen Mingchao asked reflexively.

"Looking at him makes me angry. It's almost noon, I'm going to cook!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingchao immediately perked up.

"Ugh! I want steamed shrimp with garlic, cola chicken wings, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"

Unfortunately, no one responded.

Shen Mingchao raised his voice again: "Hey! I said I want to eat—"

"I heard you!"

In the kitchen, Wang Can angrily took eggs out of the refrigerator, and his grumbling could still be heard from afar.

"I'm already so angry I'm full, and you still ordered food."

"They won't let us hit them, and they won't let us talk about it either."

"A person's heart is skewed to one side, but it shouldn't be this skewed."

"So what if he's younger? I'm not that much older than him."

"He even said sweet nothings in front of us, does that make him more emotionally intelligent? More polite?"

There were also a few meows mixed in.

This is San San's habit; whenever someone enters the kitchen, she follows them in asking for cat food. At first, Zhang Haixia and the others were soft-hearted, but later, Shen Mingchao repeatedly warned them that being too fat would affect her health and lifespan, so they stopped letting her have special meals.

Wang Can ruffled San San's cat head, his mouth still chattering: "You say others are unlikable, but you're not much better yourself. Not even a cat is as endearing as you..."

In the living room, Shen Mingchao and Zhang Haixia exchanged a glance.

Shen Mingchao shook his head and sighed, "His mouth is like a razor blade dipped in iodine, cutting and disinfecting at the same time. I wonder what it will be like when those two brothers get together."

Zhang Haixia didn't say anything. He was thinking about how much noise the 20 of them would make when they got together.

Ugh--

Just thinking about it makes my head buzz.

Fortunately, there are many people in the Zhang family. It doesn't matter if there are a few taciturn ones. Zhang Haiyan alone should be able to debate with everyone. His sharp tongue, a hallmark of the Zhang family, has finally found a place to be used.

Zhang Haixia nodded with "gratification".

"Why are you just nodding and not reaching out?" Shen Mingchao's puzzled voice came from beside me.

"Huh? What?" He snapped out of his daze, his eyes filled with apology. "My lady, did you say something? I'm sorry, I was thinking about something and didn't hear you."

Shen Mingchao pointed to Qi Qiu on the ground, who was either half-asleep or unconscious, and repeated his words: "I said, why don't you help carry him to the sofa? It's not right for him to lie on the floor like this. Although I'm strong, but—"

She chuckled awkwardly and raised her hand: "You know, it's best if I don't have any contact with him."

"Okay, sure."

When Zhang Haixia picked up Qi Qiu, he found it was effortless; her weight was abnormally light.

"What's wrong? Is it a big problem?" Shen Mingchao noticed Zhang Haixia's bad expression.

After gently laying the person down on the sofa, he sighed, "This person is too thin, there's hardly any flesh on his body. It feels like a serious illness could take him away."

It looks exactly like a withered, yellow autumn leaf.

"Hmm." Shen Mingchao brought over a stool and sat down next to Qi Qiu, continuing the conversation: "I also told him to eat more, but he said that's just his constitution, he can't gain weight no matter how much he eats, and that this is the price he has to pay."

What price?

In short: Extreme wisdom can be harmful.

This was the second time Shen Mingchao had seen Qi Qiu in this state. She sighed softly, "If I had known it would be like this, I would definitely have stopped him."

"No," Zhang Haixia disagreed. "I think even if you stop him, he'll still eat it."

Qi Qiu's madness was plain for all to see.

What a reckless fortune-telling genius!