After transmigrating into the book, I became the little sun of the crazy villain.

"I do like him a little, but not in a romantic way; it's more like a friend's affection."

If she were from this world, she might fall in love with Qi Yan during their daily interactions.

After all, this person is good-looking, has good qualities in all aspects, and treats her very well.

But they are from two different worlds. She wants to go home and can't give up her home for a man.

Although in that house, there was only her and her cat.

“Speaking of which,” Yun Zhao narrowed his eyes, “System, you seem particularly enthusiastic about this matter. If I remember correctly, you asked me about it before.”

"Yes, yes?"

The system's voice trembled slightly. Just as Yun Zhao was about to press for more information, it said, "I'm sorry, host, I'm having a short circuit. Please wait a moment."

After a while, the system's voice returned to normal, saying, "Now to answer the host's question, the system has a romance KPI recently, so..."

Yun Zhao: "..."

Nothing.

sleep!

The next morning, the six of them gathered in Yun Zhao's room to discuss their strategy. Yun Zhao sorted out his thoughts and thought about how to find the old nanny.

The plot doesn't describe the old nanny's specific appearance or features. The Song family is so large, with so many people serving them, that would be quite a challenge to find her.

But before that, she needed to guide Qi Yan to think about this.

“Ayan,” Yun Zhao said, resting her chin on her hand, “You’ve lived in the Song family for four or five years. Do you know anyone there? If someone witnessed the events of that year, they should be able to understand something.”

Before being imprisoned in the Qingyun Sect's dungeon, Qi Yan lived in the Song family for several years.

Song's father and mother were once in love, so there should be someone to take care of them.

Qi Yan thought for a moment, "There should be, but ever since I can remember, my mother has never had anyone by her side."

Yun Zhao looked regretful. "Then let's think of another way."

Bai Lingxiao and the others racked their brains for a solution.

Gu Dinghan suggested, "Why don't we go out and ask around? Demon-Slaying City is so big, surely someone has heard of it."

His proposal was unanimously rejected.

Meng Wenchang bluntly pointed out: "This involves the Song family, the number one family in Demon-Slaying City. The residents of the city will definitely be on guard. If someone secretly informs the Song family, they will arrest us without hesitation!"

Come again, come again.

Gu Dinghan glanced at Meng Wenchang with a lingering look.

This guy's been in a really bad mood lately. No, I mean he's in a really bad mood towards me, but he's incredibly nice to everyone else.

Thinking this, Gu Dinghan shrank closer to Bai Lingxiao, only to find that Meng Wenchang's face had darkened even more.

Xiao Tong was the quietest of the six; she would only say a few words to Yun Zhao unless absolutely necessary.

Right now, she looked at Yun Zhao, who had a troubled expression, and hesitated to speak.

She hesitated for a moment, just as she was about to speak, but Qi Yan spoke first:

"However, I remember an old nanny who had been helping my mother and me. Although I don't know what her relationship with my mother was, she should know something."

Yun Zhao was delighted. "Then do you know what she looks like?"

Qi Yan frowned. "I have a vague recollection of it. I need to recall."

Yun Zhao expressed his understanding, after all, he was still young at that time, and so many years have passed.

So, Yun Zhao and the other four decided to go for a stroll in the streets.

Qi Yan looked at her and asked, "What about me?"

Yun Zhao smiled. "Of course I'll stay here and continue to recall the old nanny's appearance. A quiet environment is more conducive to thinking!"

Qi Yan: "..."

If he says he remembers, will they believe him?

Naturally, he didn't believe it. Yun Zhao told him to honestly recall the story, like coaxing a child, and said he would bring him a string of candied hawthorns when he came back.

Qi Yan snorted, "You think you can just get rid of me like that? Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Yun Zhao tilted his head, "Then..."

Qi Yan said angrily, "I want two skewers!"

Yun Zhao: "..."

other people:"……"

Gu Dinghan muttered under his breath, "So childish."

Qi Yan's ears twitched slightly, and she gave him a sinister look. "Senior Brother Gu, let's spar sometime."

Gu Dinghan shut up in a second!

The prosperity of Demon-Slaying City is comparable to any city in the cultivation world. The streets are bustling with people. If a brick were to fall and kill ten people, nine of them would be Foundation Establishment cultivators and the other would be a Golden Core cultivator.

Yun Zhao and his group wandered around, eventually arriving at the largest spirit weapon shop in Demon-Slaying City.

Meng Wenchang explained to them, "Demon-Slaying City is close to the Demon Realm, and most of the magical artifacts here are designed for demon beasts. We can buy a few; if we fight against demon beasts, our chances of winning will be even higher."

"What if we have to fight against the demon race?"

Curious Gu Dinghan is back online.

When they were out and about, Meng Wenchang reluctantly gave him face, saying, "The demon race can transform into human form. They are not as simple-minded as demon beasts, so naturally it has no effect."

Gu Dinghan nodded thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, I've never fought against the demon race before. If I have the chance, I'd really like to try."

Yun Zhao thought silently, "Child, the opportunity you wanted was rejected by you an hour ago."

"Xiao Tong, let's go, what are you daydreaming about?"

When Yun Zhao grasped his hand, the little boy snapped out of his daze and realized that everyone else had already entered the Spirit Weapon Shop.

She quickly smiled at Yun Zhao, "It's nothing, Senior Sister Zhao, let's go inside quickly."

Yun Zhao didn't say anything, but he noticed her unusual behavior.

Although they were not particularly handsome, they had an extraordinary air about them and looked like young ladies and gentlemen from a prominent family. Immediately, a waiter came up to greet them.

He said solicitously, "What would you gentlemen and ladies like to buy? Let me introduce some options to you."

Yun Zhao glanced at the various magical artifacts displayed in the counter. "Let's just look around. We'll ask you for help if we need anything."

The waiter smiled and said, "Alright, I'll wait here. If you need anything, Miss, just wave and I'll come over."

After saying this, the waiter retreated to a place not far away and waited to serve them. When other guests came in, he did not go to greet them, but let other waiters go to greet them.

Yun Zhao nodded. Putting everything else aside, this spirit weapon shop even offers dedicated customer service.

After a quick look at the spiritual artifacts on the first floor, none of them took a liking to any of them. It made sense, as they were all direct disciples of the four major sects and all had cultivation levels above Foundation Establishment, so the artifacts on the first floor were completely useless to them.

However, a few magical artifacts that were not very practical but had a beautiful appearance caught Yun Zhao's eye.

A white jade hairpin, a sword tassel, and a hollowed-out red gold bracelet.

Yun Zhao bought them all. He kept the white jade hairpin to give to Mu Qianqian, gave the sword tassel to Bai Lingxiao, and gave the hollowed-out red gold bracelet to the little boy.

She fiddled with the bracelet with great interest, "This bracelet is nice. I can put some spices inside, and then it will smell nice every day."

The shop assistant quickly replied, "Miss is clever; this is how the bracelet was designed."

Xiao Tong shook the bracelet, about to thank Yun Zhao, when she caught a glimpse of someone coming downstairs. She changed the subject, "Senior Sister, then I'll give it a try."

After saying that, she stuffed spices into the bracelet, but the smell was too strong and a bit pungent.