She couldn't help but smile sweetly as she thought about it, then she joked with him, "Taking something without asking is stealing, but what if I've already asked and the other party has agreed?"

Zhou Ziheng couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried. Wen Wan was really about to confuse him.

He couldn't help but sigh deeply, and said with a headache: "Don't make trouble, we have been together since we got on the plane and have never been apart until now."

"I've seen everyone you've seen, and I certainly haven't seen anyone you haven't seen, so how can you ask anyone else? Besides, the people living in the graves are ghosts. Would they dare to come out in broad daylight?"

"Well! Your analysis is great!" Wen Wan nodded seriously and praised him without hesitation, but the next second she suddenly changed the subject and said, "But you overlooked one problem!"

"What's the problem?" Zhou Ziheng frowned, looking puzzled.

"Who am I?" Wen Wan pointed at her nose and asked. Then, without waiting for the other party to answer, she patted her chest vigorously and answered herself proudly; "I! Wen Xiaowan! The only successor of the Jingming Sect!"

"I'm so powerful, so awesome! What can't I do? Is there anything I can't do? Are you questioning my strength? I asked the owner of the tomb right in front of you, and I didn't even let you see it. Is that not okay?"

Zhou Ziheng: “…”

If he had heard such words a year ago, he would have thought the other person was a proud and arrogant idiot.

But now he just wanted to say...it was truly amazing, truly awesome! He definitely had something to be proud of!

So… he really couldn't argue with her, so he simply admitted defeat and said, "We once promised each other that we would never lie to each other, so I believe what you say."

"But I still want to know something more specific, such as... who is the owner of the grave?"

Wen Wan's watery eyes moved back and forth like a cunning little fox. She smiled slyly and said, shaking her head, "It's far away in the horizon, yet it's right before my eyes!"

After hearing such open-ended words, Zhou Ziheng became even more confused and stood there in a daze.

Wen Wan couldn't help but chuckle when she saw this, then she separated her hand from his, reached out to grab the teacup on the bedside table, and after bringing it back, she held it directly in her palm, warming her hands while taking a sip from time to time.

"Have you guessed who it is?" she asked the thoughtful man in front of her, then tilted her head back and took a big sip of water.

Zhou Ziheng frowned and looked up at her, then raised his finger and pointed at himself, asking tremblingly, "You...you built a grave for me in advance?"

"Poof!" When Wen Wan heard this unexpected answer, her facial expression was completely out of control and the water in her mouth sprayed towards Zhou Ziheng's face.

Zhou Ziheng was still struggling with the issue of "digging graves" when he was caught off guard and was sprayed with water in the face before he could dodge.

He closed his eyes tightly, sat there motionless, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Hahahaha!" Although the person in front of her was extremely miserable, Wen Wan still couldn't help laughing out loud.

Zhou Ziheng opened his eyes expressionlessly, raised his hand and wiped his face with his sleeve, then asked with great resentment, "Do you think it's appropriate to smile now?"

"I... I know it's inappropriate, but I can't control myself! Hahahaha!" Wen Wan laughed so hard that she fell back and forth, as if she had eaten Xuanmai and couldn't stop at all. Soon she laughed to tears.

"Oh!" Zhou Ziheng sighed helplessly, then smiled and shook his head.

So what if it's inappropriate? Can you stop your wife from laughing?

You have to spoil your own child! Although it is a bit miserable, it is worth it if it can make my wife smile!

Wen Wan laughed for a long time before she gradually stopped. After she recovered, she quickly grabbed the tissue box on the bedside and wiped Zhou Ziheng's face while muttering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault! It's my fault this time!"

After she wiped Zhou Ziheng's face and neck dry, she threw the used tissue into a nearby trash can and explained, "I really didn't mean to scold you. I really couldn't help it! I really laughed!"

She looked incredulous. "What on earth are you thinking? How... can you come up with such an outrageous thing? Why would I build a grave for you if I have nothing to do?"

"Aren't we always together when we're not working? How could I find the time to fly over here and build your grave?"

"I thought I had done something wrong and made you unhappy without realizing it. You were using the method of 'digging up my grave' to teach me a lesson." Zhou Ziheng answered seriously.

Wen Wan couldn't help but roll her eyes and said unhappily, "Although I'm usually a bit irritable and hit people a bit hard, I wouldn't be so cruel!"

Zhou Ziheng quickly defended himself, "That's not what I meant. You said it yourself, 'far away, yet so close at hand.' There are only two of us here. If it's not yours, then it must be mine!"

"...Then I want to ask you, why can't it be me?" Wen Wan crossed her arms in front of her chest, looked up at him slightly and asked.

After hearing this, Zhou Ziheng's mind finally came to its senses. He widened his eyes in surprise and shouted in sudden realization, "You...you want to dig your own grave?"

"Yes! That's right!" Wen Wan nodded vigorously and said affirmatively.

Zhou Ziheng: “…”

Good guy! He exclaimed, "Good guy!"

He hadn't considered this for a thousand times. Was he really going to dig his own grave? Could this really work?

Seeing that he was still speechless, Wen Wan was afraid that he still didn't understand, so she explained in depth: "I was fighting monsters in the forest with Master and his wife, but I lost my life in an accident."

"Although I don't know what happened afterwards, the disciples in the sect should have gone to check. If they found us, they would definitely collect our bodies, and the magic tools we carried with us would also be buried together."

"Nightmare and the master behind it have been causing trouble. Although they haven't appeared recently, I always feel that there is a bigger conspiracy waiting for us."

"So you want to dig up the grave and retrieve your magic weapon from that time?" Zhou Ziheng guessed with a frown.

"Yeah." Wen Wan nodded gently and told him her thoughts truthfully, "That Nightmare is quite powerful. If we really fight him head-on, I'm not sure I can escape unscathed."

"Besides, there's an unpredictable master behind him. If I don't find a way to improve my own strength, my chances of winning in a fight will be very slim."

"But after all, Taoist magic requires gradual cultivation. No matter how hard you try, you can't become fat in one go. So, you can only try to use external forces!"

Zhou Ziheng nodded thoughtfully. He now understood everything. If this was the reason, then it was indeed necessary... to dig a grave!

My wife is right. Grave digging is grave digging, and tomb robbing is tomb robbing. The two cannot be confused!

So… dig the grave! Go for it!!