"Fortune telling?"

Zhong Zihao waited for the white-faced old man for a long time, but when he woke up, he actually answered like this, leaving him confused for a while.

"Yes, it's a fortune teller!"

The white-faced old man stood up, stretched out comfortably, and then replied: "Oh, those scissors you mentioned were also made casually when the old man was bored."

"Create as you wish..."

Zhong Zihao was instantly petrified!

He boasted that he had met all kinds of people and could talk eloquently even in front of the Emperor of Heaven. However, facing this white-faced old man, he really didn't know how to answer the question except being speechless.

The craftsmanship of those scissors is as perfect as nature, but the material is extremely ordinary. Even ordinary iron, which I don't think is famous, can easily cut through magical weapons. Such a treasure is said by the opponent to be just something he picked up casually when he was bored.

.

If those masters of weapon refining in Jiutian World knew this, I wonder what they would think?

"Dare you ask senior Gao's name?"

Zhong Zihao was stunned for a while, then asked immediately after coming back to his senses.

"A great surname? I don't have a great surname, and my given name is not great either. How can I deserve such a title?"

The white-faced old man frowned slightly and seemed to be talking to himself: "My name is Hao Yi. They all say that I am indolent and greedy for pleasure, so I am worthy of this name."

"Senior Hao!"

Zhong Zihao saluted again, but he was secretly slandering in his heart, this name is simply too powerful!

"I've already answered your question, why are you still standing here?" Hao Yi turned around, looked at this guy in confusion, and gave the eviction order without hesitation.

"senior!"

Zhong Zihao turned a deaf ear. He took the initiative to approach Hao Yi because he had only one hope of killing him with a weapon. How could he retreat easily without communicating about this matter?

However, Hao Yi's behavior was even more outrageous. Not only did he completely ignore this guy, but he also shouted out the door: "Xiao Shitou, close the stall and go back! It's so noisy that I can't even sleep peacefully."

After that, he yawned, turned around and walked towards the back door.

The little stone at the gate was quite reluctant. He was still waiting for some of the big family members to get their spiritual marrow in exchange for the scissors.

"Little Shitou, hurry up and close the door and go back. The income now is enough for our grandfather and grandson to spend a lifetime." Seeing that there was no movement at the door, Hao Yi turned around and urged.

"oh!"

Little Shitou reluctantly agreed, but he still obeyed his grandfather's instructions, put away the few remaining scissors, then turned around and closed the door.

Zhong Zihao was naturally pushed out by the small stone and watched helplessly as the other party closed the door of the shop until no sound could be heard inside.

"Zihao, should we follow?" Murong Wan stepped forward and asked softly.

She and Zhong Zihao came out of the forbidden place together, so of course she understood the latter's thoughts. The old man just now could obviously help them with the killing weapon they were looking for.

To say the least, even if there is no harvest from this trip, it would be a surprise if he could get other magic weapons in Hao Yi's hands.

"No, we'll just come and visit you tomorrow!"

Zhong Zihao shook his head and told Bing Ling: "You secretly protect them, grandfather and grandson, and be sure not to alarm them."

The purpose of this is naturally to prevent other people in Nanshu City from Xiao Shitou from acquiring several spiritual essences in one day. This kind of wealth has surpassed any force in Diyuan Continent.

Moreover, Hao Yi and his grandson also had a few scissors on their bodies, which could also lead to death.

The so-called crime of holding a jade is precisely this principle.

"good!"

The ice spirit left in response and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

The onlookers gradually dispersed when they saw that the real owner had left, and there was no excitement to see. Some people also kept their eyes on Zhong Zihao and his group, seeming to realize that they were not easy to mess with, so they could only retreat unwillingly.

The group of people found an inn to stay in Nanshu City. Zi Ling, Xiao Caitou, and Qian Duoduo each held a pair of scissors in their hands, splitting stones and cutting the ground, having a great time.

Until midnight, a figure floated in, it was Bing Ling.

"Weren't you asked to protect Senior Hao and his grandson? Why did you come back suddenly?" Zhong Zihao was surprised and reproached.

"Master, don't worry. Hao Yi and Xiao Shitou are safe and sound. On the contrary, my subordinates noticed that the situation was a bit strange and came back immediately to ask for instructions." Bing Ling said respectfully.

"Huh?" Zhong Zihao's face softened slightly when he heard that the other party was not in danger, "What kind of weird method is this? Could it be that there are all modest gentlemen in Nanshu City and no one wants to take advantage of those spiritual essences?"

"Master, there are not only many people who target Hao Yi's grandson, but they have also taken action." Bing Ling had a strange expression on his face and spoke at Zhong Zihao's signal.

"My subordinates estimate that more than half of the forces in the entire Nanshu City have taken action. They arrived at the small courtyard where Hao Yi lived and took action almost at the same time.

"However, just when these people rushed ten feet away from the small courtyard, a strange scene appeared."

When Bing Ling said this, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes: "My subordinates saw that these people, regardless of their level of cultivation, were completely still at the same time, as if they were sealed."

"After a long cup of tea, this phenomenon disappeared. However, no killing intent was felt from this group of people. They dispersed in all directions without saying a word."

"My subordinates also took a detour and caught up with a few people to ask questions, but they had no memory of what happened before, and they had never even heard of the scissors."

At this point, Zhong Zihao finally determined that this matter was unusual. He was silent for a moment and then said: "If my guess is right, part of those people's memories have been erased."

Bing Ling nodded in agreement with this guess and added: "The most terrifying thing is that these people are no different after their memories are erased, and they have not been harmed in any way."

"Did I make a mistake?" Zhong Zihao frowned slightly, "Have you ever seen Hao Yi take action?"

"Master, judging from my subordinates, this matter was definitely not caused by Hao Yidong." Bing Ling was very sure, "During the whole process, both Hao Yi and his grandson were in a deep sleep state, and my subordinates did not notice it.

Any fluctuation in the energy of heaven and earth."

"Is it possible that other experts took action?" Zhong Zihao frowned deeper and deeper.

He had no doubts about Bing Ling's words. In a small world like Diyuan Continent, I'm afraid there is no one with a higher level of cultivation than Bing Ling.

"Master, please go back and continue to monitor." Seeing that Zhong Zihao didn't answer for a while, Bing Ling took the initiative to ask for instructions.

"No!"

Zhong Zihao shook his head: "Let's go visit together after dawn!"

Early the next morning, Zhong Zihao took Murong Wan and a group of ten people to the courtyard where Hao Yi and Xiao Shitou lived.

Hao Yi woke up and opened the courtyard door in a daze. When he saw this group of people, he was furious on the spot: "Who are you? You have returned to your own courtyard and you are still harassing me."

Zhong Zihao smiled awkwardly: "Senior, didn't you say yesterday that you could tell your fortune? This junior is here to tell your fortune!"

"Um?"
Chapter completed!