Maybe I shouldn't die.

After hearing Han Qingshu's comfort, Junjun subconsciously raised the umbrella cover and saw a gentle smile on her face.

My mother didn't abandon me.

These words flashed through its mind.

In just a moment, the countless sorrows in my heart disappeared.

"Thank you...Mother..."

"I'm sorry...Mother..."

Han Qingshu sighed in his heart. If it’s not possible, then it’s not possible. The child is still young and he needs to be given a chance to grow.

But we still have to find a way to solve this problem.

She touched the cap of the little mushroom soothingly before asking:

"Have I ever taken you out before?"

The little mushroom was startled for a moment, then realized what Han Qingshu meant by "before". It nodded its umbrella cap and replied:

"Yes...some..."

Han Qingshu asked again:

"So how did I solve it before?"

Given her personality, she would not allow the spores of the mushroom to affect others.

Junjun thought for a while before answering:

"Balls...wrap them up..."

Hmm? Qingshu pondered for a while before saying:

"You mean to wrap you up in a transparent spherical magic tool?"

Junjun nodded at the umbrella cap again.

"Yes, it is……"

Han Qingshu seemed to be thinking about something. This was indeed what she would do, because she had just been thinking about whether she should customize a transparent magic weapon to contain Junjun.

Physical isolation is always the most reliable isolation method.

but,

Customizing magical instruments also takes time.

Before getting the magic weapon, it is better for Junjun to stay in the small house.

The spore problem was temporarily solved, and Han Qingshu began to ask other questions. The previous conversation with the demon cultivator had left her with many questions.

"Do you know that Black Turtle Senior?"

Junjun: “Recognize…know…”

"Mother... I know..."

Han Qingshu: "You mean I will also know Senior Black Turtle in the future?"

"Yes, it is……"

"Are you familiar with him?"

"Mother... take me... to see..."

"My future self is very familiar with him, and I took you to meet him?"

"right"

"His talent is the ability to see destiny?"

"Yes."

"When they kept you locked up, did any monster bully you?"

"No...no..."

"What did my future self do in this world?"

Junjun did not answer the last question. It should be said that he wanted to answer it, but after opening his mouth, he could not say anything.

Seeing this, Han Qingshu immediately understood.

This is the way of heaven restricting Junjun from revealing things about the future.

It seems that her wish to know about her future will never come true.

It turns out that loopholes are not so easy to exploit.

She figured it out, but Junjun found that she couldn't answer her mother's question and became anxious.

"I'm...I'm sorry...Mother..."

"Junjun...can't...say it..."

The childish voice was full of grievance.

Hearing this, Han Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then he sighed softly.

Children are the most sensitive to emotions.

Junjun must have realized that she didn't have many feelings for it.

However, love is not something that can be developed overnight. She could only gently touch Junjun's umbrella cap and comfort it:

"It's okay. This isn't my fault. You don't have to apologize."

After this incident, and since all the questions that needed to be asked had already been asked, Han Qingshu did not continue asking.

I had originally planned to go out and customize some magical instruments.

But in the current situation, it’s not appropriate to go out.

In order to prevent Junjun’s young heart from continuing to be frightened, she decided to stay in the cabin with it today!

It's only one day.

There's nothing wrong with going out late.

After making the decision, Han Qingshu continued to say to Junjun:

"Mother will stay in the cabin with you today."

Sure enough, after hearing her words, Junjun immediately jumped up excitedly.

"Accompany...accompany...mother..."

"Junjun...be good..."

Han Qingshu touched its head again and said with a smile:

"Be good to Junjun."

Although he was not planning to go out, Han Qingshu was not planning to do nothing either.

She first placed Junjun on the table, then took out the talisman drawing tools and started drawing talismans.

She had previously traded away all the fire-attribute talismans as compensation, so she should replenish the stock now.

Junjun seems to be familiar with this way of getting along.

Seeing Han Qingshu start to draw talismans, it did not disturb him and obediently found a place to squat beside the table.

But the umbrella cover would occasionally lift up towards her, as if to confirm whether she was still there.

Life began to become peaceful in the cottage. On the other side, after the fox demon left, he turned around and walked towards the center of Jinchi Square.

Lord Junjun’s issue has been resolved.

He also needs to report the results to Senior Black Turtle.

Although he actually had many doubts in his heart,

For example, why should that person Xiu pay for Master Junjun's expenses? Wouldn't it be better to use that money to build a good relationship with Master Junjun?

After all, it is the son of destiny, carrying most of the destiny of the battlefield world.

Perhaps with this good fate,

Can their White Tiger City also gain a lot of benefits?

But that was Senior Black Turtle's decision.

The senior is the most intelligent demon cultivator in White Tiger City, not to mention his mysterious divination ability.

Maybe the senior has calculated something?

Although his thoughts were scattered, his steps were not slow, and he arrived at Senior Black Turtle's residence with ease.

"Snack Buckle"

He tapped the shield.

"Come in."

An old but deep voice sounded.

Then with a "creak", the door of the residence was opened.

The demon cultivator walked in.

A huge pool is in sight.

In the center of the pool, there is a small piece of golden sand sticking out of the water, on which lies a black turtle only the size of a palm.

Although it is not big in size, it has a mysterious aura about it.

Especially its black tortoise shell.

Countless intricate patterns can be seen on it.

The demon cultivator just took a few glances subconsciously and felt a little dizzy.

He immediately retracted his gaze, calmed himself, and respectfully bowed in the direction of the black tortoise before saying:

"Senior Black Turtle, the task you requested has been completed."

After hearing his voice, the palm-sized black tortoise slowly turned back and said:

"Tell me what happened."

The demon cultivator did not dare to hide anything and told Han Qingshu the entire process of his meeting and transaction.

The black tortoise listened quietly, and waited until the demon cultivator finished speaking before nodding gently and saying:

"Well done."

Then he slowly turned his head back.

This was not the first time that the demon cultivator had dealt with the black turtle, so he naturally knew that his behavior meant that he could leave.

In the past, he would have just left like this.

But at this moment, the long-standing doubts in his heart made him unable to help but ask.

"Senior Black Turtle, why don't you leave us a good relationship? We don't lack these resources!"

Yes, although the best talismans are precious.

But for the entire White Tiger City, this amount of resources is simply insignificant.

In response to his doubts, the black tortoise just said without turning his head:

"Good karma can be good or bad, and White Tiger City can't stand the toss."