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The purple-clothed woman also took the opportunity to say, "That's right, could it be that you have evil intentions and want to harm Weisheng and his sister?"

The other three people who had been silent all this time also said, "Wei Shengru, you can only know a person's face but not his heart. You better be careful!"

"There are all kinds of monsters and ghosts in Bingzhong. Who knows if you meet a human or a ghost?"

"Follow us so we can take care of you. In case we run into someone with ulterior motives..."

Several people looked at Chu Zhiyun at the same time.

That means, it goes without saying.

"what!"

Chu Zhiyun suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud.

Aren't these people working in unison just trying to drive her away and take Wei Shengru and his sister to the soldiers' tomb?

She hadn't originally planned to go with him, but now she changed her mind.

The five people on the opposite side were a little puzzled when they saw that Chu Zhiyun was not angry but laughing instead.

The purple-dressed woman asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm happy!"

Chu Zhiyun's eyes moved, scanning the purple-clothed woman and others one by one, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Fellow Daoists care about Minmin so much, I am really happy."

The girl's voice was slow and leisurely, with a kind of careless laziness.

His black eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

The woman in purple met Chu Zhiyun's eyes and suddenly felt like she was seen through!

Her heart skipped a beat and she looked again, only to see the girl's lips curled up slightly and a smile in her eyes, as if it was genuine... she was just happy?

The woman in purple frowned slightly.

Could it be that this stupid girl knows something?

Just as he was about to speak to test the waters, Chu Zhiyun suddenly said to Wei Shengru, "Brother Wei Sheng, since the Taoist friends are so kind, let's go with them."

The purple-clothed woman exchanged glances with Mr. Ma and quickly looked away.

Wei Shengru was unaware of the interaction on the other side.

He had originally sought help from these gold diggers just for Minmin. Although there had been some minor incidents just now, he could understand that cultivators respected strength and were often arrogant and looked down on ordinary people and those with low strength.

Since Fellow Daoist Ma and the others were willing to bring Miss Yun along, and Miss Yun also agreed, he would naturally not object.

Wei Shengru nodded, and bowed to Daoist Ma and the others, saying, "In that case, I'll trouble you Daoists."

So, a group of eight people went to the military city together.

Wei Shengru had already booked an inn in the city.

After returning to the inn, they all decided to rest for a night and set off for the Soldiers' Tomb tomorrow.

After all, there are endless streams of practitioners going to the Soldiers' Tomb every day. If they go one day later, there will be one less magical weapon in the Tomb.

night.

Chu Zhiyun had just fed Baibai the spiritual herbs when there was a knock on the door.

She put Baibai into the spirit beast bracelet, opened the door, and found Wei Shengru standing in front of her door.

Chu Zhiyun asked doubtfully, "Brother Weisheng?"

Wei Shengru smiled at her politely and said apologetically: "Miss Yun, I'm sorry to bother you so late..."

"Come in and talk."

Seeing that he had something to say, Chu Zhiyun moved aside and opened the door.

After Wei Shengru entered the room, he did not sit down immediately. Instead, he looked around awkwardly, and finally looked at Chu Zhiyun hesitantly.

Chu Zhiyun poured him a cup of tea and said patiently, "Brother Weisheng, sit down and talk."

The girl's voice seemed to have the power to calm people.

Wei Shengru sat down holding the teacup.

"Miss Yun..."

He raised his eyes to look at Chu Zhiyun, and hesitated for a moment: "Ru has an uninvited request, I want to ask the young lady..."

He didn't finish his words, but stared into the girl's eyes.

He looked a little nervous.

At the same time, there was also some inexplicable uneasiness.

He heard from fellow Daoist Ma and others that Miss Yun's cultivation level was only at the spiritual master level, which was too ordinary in the Soldiers' Tomb. It was so ordinary that she might not see tomorrow's sunrise after leaving the Soldiers' Tomb.

But the only one who can help him now is this girl who is less than fourteen years old...

"Brother Weisheng, feel free to speak up if you have anything to say."

Chu Zhiyun noticed that his expression was not right, so he slowed down his tone and said, "Minmin and I are good friends. If you have any difficulties, please feel free to speak up."

Hearing the girl's promise, Wei Shengru drank up the tea in the cup.

He suddenly stood up, lifted his clothes, and knelt on one knee in front of Chu Zhiyun.

Chu Zhiyun was stunned.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Miss Yun, this trip to the soldiers' tomb is likely to be dangerous, and the only thing in Ru's heart is my sister.

Although Minmin is already nineteen years old, due to her congenital defects, her mind is always as pure and simple as a child. Although she has the strength of a spiritual lord, in this world of intrigue and deception, it is easy for her to be schemed and bullied by others.

So Ru would like to ask Miss Yun to take care of him for a while..."

Chu Zhiyun heard the implication of entrusting his son to someone else's care in his tone.

She reached out her hand to help Wei Shengru up, frowning and saying, "Brother Wei Sheng, what happened?"

Wei Shengru did not answer but asked: "Miss Yun, do you know a fortune teller?"

Chu Zhiyun nodded.

There is a special profession among the practitioners in Xuanfeng Continent - fortune teller.

This is what the common people call half-immortal.

The fortune tellers among practitioners are not folk fortune tellers, but special people who can predict good and bad fortune and grasp the secrets of heaven.

The path of cultivation is to defy fate and change one's destiny. Although one possesses supernatural powers and can live longer than ordinary people, it is correspondingly more difficult for one to survive in the world of cultivation.

No one knows whether the next moment will be a rise to heaven or death.

But if there is a fortune teller by your side, you can peek into the destiny of heaven and earth and avoid many dangers.

Therefore, fortune tellers are very popular among practitioners.

It’s a pity that learning divination requires special talent, and few people in the cultivation world have this talent.

On the contrary, ordinary people without spiritual power can learn a thing or two. Could it be that Brother Weisheng...

"Yes, I am a fortune teller."

As if answering Chu Zhiyun's question, Wei Shengru said slowly: "In the past few years, I have stayed in Bingcheng, specializing in divination for those who go to Bingzhong. Sometimes I also go with them to look for things under Bingzhong, just to find a suitable weapon for Minmin..."

At this point, he paused.

Looking at Chu Zhiyun, he smiled bitterly and explained: "Miss Yun has also seen that Minmin is different from ordinary people. Ordinary weapons will be damaged in her hands after a few days, so we can only go to the soldiers' tomb to look for them..."

Chu Zhiyun expressed his understanding.

With Minmin's size and strength, if ordinary magic weapons fell into her hands, she would probably crush them into pieces before the fight even starts.

In addition, she is not very good at controlling her spiritual pressure, so even a top-grade magic weapon may not last long.

I'm afraid only spiritual weapons will be fine.

Chu Zhiyun comforted him, "Brother Weisheng, don't worry. Since you are a fortune teller and you have a gold digger with you, we will definitely be able to help Minmin find a suitable weapon."

Wei Shengru shook his head and said with a worried look: "Miss Yun, you don't know, I did a divination last night."

"This trip to the soldiers' tomb is likely to result in death!"