"But what?" Han Three-thousand frowned.
"I'm not sure." Ginseng Wa shook his head, "I seem to have seen the word Fate on the duster he was holding at first."
A duster?
What did that mean?
"Isn't a duster a Daoist object? Usually only people who have entered the Dao would use something like this." Ning Yue frowned and said in a very strange manner.
"Even if they are not people who have entered the Dao, they are at least people who have emerged from the dust." Qin Frost said with a straight face.
It was true, Han Qianqian thought so too, but the question was, how could a person who had emerged from the dust and entered the dao appear in the land of the devils?
Trapped?
How could he have been trapped there when he could have had the ginseng wares run from there to the God's Mound?!
On the contrary, he was probably very familiar with the route before he allowed anyone else to come and go at will.
But that, again, brought the problem back to the beginning, and prevented Buddha from entering a dead end.
"The word "edge"?" Knowing that she had hit a wall, Neng Yue wouldn't foolishly wind up in a dead end and instead pondered over the literal message on top of the duster.
"Those who can stay peacefully in the City of Burning Bones are bound to be experts of all kinds, and among these experts who can be called the word Fate, one can actually count them on two hands in the Eight Directions world." Qin Frost also said softly.
"The expert seniors with the word Fate in their names who meet the criteria are basically unlikely to have time to appear in the Demon Forbidden Land." Ning Yue said.
As the head of the Baguio Palace, perhaps Qin frost's news of Jianghu was not as outstanding as Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng, but it was not difficult to know the heads and masters of various sects in the same position, so naturally Han Qianqian would not have the slightest doubt about Ning Yue's words.
"Could it be an even older master? I mean, maybe before you were even born?" Han Qianqian asked.
Those who could stay in the Demon Forbidden Land were bound to be experts, but one could not rule out the masters of masters, or even some Worldly Scattered Immortal level high achievers.
These, naturally, Han Qianqian could not let go.
But after a slight moment of reflection, Ning Yue and Qin Shuang looked at each other and shook their heads at Han Qianqian almost simultaneously.
"No, even the seniors from tens of thousands of years ago we have carefully reckoned with."
Looking at the two women's surprisingly unanimous view, Han Qianqian couldn't help but feel even more depressed throughout, which also meant that even the last clue, too, had been interrupted here.
He was really a bit depressed!
"Are there any others?" Han Qianqian asked.
Ginseng Wa thought for a moment and said, "There is nothing else ...... left. I don't even know how I came to this world, anyway, the first person I knew was him, and then he sent me to the God's Mound."
"Then he told you all about the situation within the God's Mound?" Han Qianqian said.
"Not really, he didn't tell me, he just gave me some books to study, and I read about it in them. After that, I came here." Ginseng Wa said.
"This is so strange, but it doesn't seem like we can find out anything else." Nengetsu said.
"I have that feeling too." Qin Frost said.
"So a lot of what you tell me sometimes that even I don't understand, but you do, is what you read in books?" Han Qianqian frowned.
"Yes, it just so happens that I've read it, and you know it, so when my little master's heart showed mercy, I told you." Ginseng Wa said.
"Strange!"
The ginseng wa actually told himself quite a lot of cold knowledge, but by chance, he had so coincidentally read all of these? Was it really a coincidence?
Han Qianqian didn't believe it.
"Three thousand, what's weird?" Qinshang wondered.
Ning Yue was also going to ask, but to be honest, she too always felt as if she already seemed to know everything in front of her, but she always felt that there was something strange somewhere.
It wasn't until they finished the work on the corpse floor that it was time for the evening meal, when Qinshang and Han Nian saw that Han Qianqian was still distractedly thinking about things.
Things had taken a turn for the worse.
Because Han Qianqian was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even move his bowl and chopsticks, not to mention his food. Therefore, Qin Shannon deliberately gave Han Qianqian some dishes, but since Han Qianqian did not even put the rice bowl in front of himself, Han Nian could only hurriedly bring the rice bowl aside to Han Qianqian's side, so that Qin Shannon could put the rice into the bowl.
But just as she was about to put it in, Han Qianqian suddenly raised her head at that moment, "What are you doing?"
"I'm giving you some food, you can't just think about things, you have to eat too, right?" Qin Shannon was startled by the look in Han Qianqian's eyes and explained in a soft voice.
Han Qianqian, however, frowned, and in the next second, he suddenly ran quickly in the direction of the back garden!