Every stroke falls in an unexpected place.

On the surface it looks like a ghostly drawing of a talisman.

Only now did Chu Qian finally understand what the painting was about?

She still needs to verify it.

Chu Qian said to the old lady.

"Does grandma have a mirror? I want to study this painting again..."

The old lady was a little surprised.

"What is there to study about this destruction? Dogs can draw better than him!"

"If you want a mirror, I have one. I'll go get it for you!"

After the old lady left, Xiaoru asked curiously.

"Is this old lady suffering from some disease? Why does she look bad!"

Chu Qian nodded.

"Yes, grandma's illness is quite serious, and I can't cure it either!"

Xiaoru was very surprised.

"If even you can't be cured, that means there is no hope of salvation!"

"Ah, it's so hard to eat such delicious noodles, but it's such a pity that I won't be able to eat them again!"

"This old woman is also pitiful. Why did she give birth to such a son?!"

"By the way, Chu Qian, why are you studying this painting again!"

Chu Qian said with a smile.
Chapter completed!