Maybe I shouldn't die.

The space inside the mushroom house is not very big, and you can see the whole thing at a glance after entering the door.

despite this,

The demon cultivator subconsciously looked around twice.

The house was so clean that he couldn't find anything.

But not finding it doesn't mean anything.

His eyes flashed, and he followed Han Qingshu to the table and sat down.

From the moment he entered the door, Han Qingshu observed the demon cultivator quietly, and naturally did not miss his movement of looking around.

Judging from his behavior, he probably didn't find anything.

It is the same as the previous judgment.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

When she didn't know its purpose, she naturally didn't want the existence of the little mushroom to be noticed.

After she led the other party to sit down, she took out some spiritual fruit and spiritual tea, and while making tea, she did not forget to ask again:

"I wonder why you came to see me?"

The demon cultivator glanced at the spiritual fruit on the table, the mid-level Hundred-Pattern Fruit, and then looked at the spiritual tea in Han Qingshu's hand, the mid-level Snow Spirit Tea.

It is not a very precious thing in the outside world.

But in the small world of the battlefield,

The prices of things like spiritual fruits and spiritual teas have always been high.

After all, the environment in the small world limits the cultivation of this kind of things, and they can only rely on external supplements, or the production of the cultivators' own portable medicine gardens.

I just don't know what the situation is with the monk in front of me.

He hoped for the second one.

To be able to own a medicine garden on hand means that the cultivator in front of him must be very wealthy.

Just for a moment,

Many thoughts flashed through the demon cultivator's mind.

However, although I thought about it, it didn't show on my face.

He is already a mature demon and still knows the basic skills of concealing his emotions.

But no matter how mature he is, the demon's natural dislike of beating around the bush has not changed, so he went straight to the point when he spoke.

"You should have seen Lord Junjun when you entered the city yesterday!"

Hearing this, Han Qingshu's tea-making action paused slightly, but soon returned to normal.

"Are you talking about the mushroom demon cultivator who caused the chaos?"

Knowing that she entered the city yesterday means that the demon cultivator had already investigated her before coming here. As for being able to find her at the scene, isn't that normal?

She and Yin Xue had never concealed their whereabouts, and so many demon cultivators around had seen them.

Nothing unworthy of recognition.

In response to her answer, the demon cultivator just nodded and said:

"Master Junjun's spores can cause hallucinations. If we let it wander around the city, I'm afraid it will cause chaos in the entire White Tiger City. For the safety of White Tiger City, we have to restrict Master's actions."

Having said this, he looked up at Han Qingshu.

She continued to brew the spiritual tea with a faint smile on her face.

Unable to see anything, he continued:

"Of course, Master Junjun has a special destiny. He is very likely the son of destiny of the small world. Even for the safety of the battlefield, we will not do anything to him."

After he finished speaking, the spiritual tea in Han Qingshu's hand was already brewed. She handed one cup of spiritual tea to the demon cultivator and asked in a slightly puzzled tone:

"Senior, why are you telling me this?"

Although she asked this, she already had a vague premonition in her heart that the other party should know that Junjun came to see her.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone out of my way to explain so much to her.

But speculation is speculation, she will not admit it so easily.

Let's continue to listen to what the other party has to say.

The other party probably wouldn't mind that she didn't admit it, otherwise he would have chosen to expose her from the beginning.

The facts were indeed exactly as she had guessed.

The demon cultivator didn't pay attention to her question and continued talking to himself.

“We also tried to ask Master Junjun where he wanted to go, but to no avail. Master Junjun was not willing to talk to us, except for Senior Black Turtle.

After chatting with Lord Junjun, the senior told us that the Lord came here to look for someone.

Therefore, we have brought all the human cultivators in White Tiger City to your Excellency for inspection."

Han Qingshu: ..., did everyone show all the people to Junjun? It didn't tell me about this either!

The demon cultivator continued:

“After Lord Black Turtle learned about this, he only said that the time had not come yet.

However, after Master Junjin was taken back yesterday, he said that the time had come and there was no need to keep Master Junjin trapped any longer."

Having said that, he continued to look up at Han Qingshu, and seeing that she still had the same expression on her face, he couldn't help but smile.

"We checked all the people who entered the city yesterday, and you are the only unfamiliar face."

After he finished speaking, the smile on his face became even brighter, with the corners of his mouth wide open, revealing eight snow-white teeth.

The previous conjecture came true.

This demon cultivator really knew from the beginning that the little mushroom was here with him.

Han Qingshu only felt that his silence was deafening.

After a moment, she spoke hesitantly:

"So why are you here, Senior?"

At this point, Han Qingshu could barely understand the attitude of the demon cultivator in front of him.

They probably have no ill will towards Junjun.

But this thought only lasted for a moment.

Because in the next second,

She saw the demon cultivator take out a booklet and said:

"This is the cost of Lady Junjun's stay in White Tiger City. Since you are her mother, then this expense..."

He didn't say the rest, but the meaning was obvious.

How could Han Qingshu not understand?

They really had no ill will towards Junjun, because they were coming for her.

At this moment,

She really wanted to say that she didn’t know Junjun.

But when he thought of the intertwined thread of fate and the crystal of vitality rules in his storage bracelet.

Such thoughts were quickly kicked out of her mind.

The crystallization of vitality rules is priceless.

After comforting herself in this way, she reached out and took the booklet handed to her by the demon cultivator.

……

After reading the contents of the booklet,

Han Qingshu was silenced again.

The records here are really, really, really detailed.

From the vitality liquid that Junjun eats every day to the protective shield that was destroyed during her escape.

Of course, the biggest one is the detoxification pill.

Well, it even states who the detoxification pill is for.

Looking at the densely packed different names, you can tell how many cultivators have been harmed by the little mushroom.

Han Qingshu flipped through the pages very quickly.

In a short while, she had finished reading the entire booklet.

When she saw the final summary of numbers, she actually felt relieved.

It is still within an acceptable range.

After she finished reading, the demon cultivator smiled and asked:

"What do you think, my friend? Is it acceptable?"

Han Qingshu glanced at him and suddenly said:

"If you can't accept it, then you don't have to pay for it?"

The demon cultivator's smile froze. This answer was beyond his expectations, but he quickly shook his head and said:

"Of course not. You still have to pay the compensation, but if you can't afford it, you can choose other ways."