Jiang Junyi knew Wan Qingyun had strength, but in such circumstances, his subconscious thought was always about Wan Qingyun's safety.
This had nothing to do with strength or realm.
Whether Lesser Grandmaster or Great Grandmaster.
He just didn't want her to encounter danger.
In fact, Jiang Junyi had discussed with Wan Qingyun about her staying behind, but Wan Qingyun had strongly opposed it.
There was no other way; that's why he brought her to Takla.
Jiang Junyi suddenly smiled, "If we really encounter danger, we'll be like a pair of desperate lovers, you know."
"Then, remember to hold me tighter," Wan Qingyun said with her eyes curved into crescents, pinching Jiang Junyi's cheek.
Jiang Junyi looked at Wan Qingyun's expression and suddenly hit himself.
"Eh? What are you doing?" Wan Qingyun was startled.
Jiang Junyi: "This mouth of mine keeps saying inauspicious things. We should be smooth sailing and safe."
"Right, right, right, that's more like it," Wan Qingyun rubbed Jiang Junyi's slightly reddened right cheek. "Does it hurt?"
"A little, need my wife to blow on it~"
"Blow blow~ Blow blow~ Whoosh~~"
Wan Qingyun leaned close to Jiang Junyi's cheek and gently blew air.
"Does it still hurt?"
"Doesn't hurt anymore~"
Wan Qingyun poked Jiang Junyi's forehead, "Like a child."
"Hehe."
After a small interlude, the slightly heavy atmosphere from before dissipated considerably.
"Let's get a good night's rest first. Uncle Wu has probably already started his actions by now."
Jiang Junyi said, carrying Wan Qingyun onto the bed.
"Actions?" Wan Qingyun blinked her eyes, curiously asking, "What actions?"
Jiang Junyi thought for a moment:
"Uncle Wu's habit is that once he arrives at a certain place, he must grasp the basic information of that place within a short period."
"Because there's too much for him to grasp, I collectively refer to it as 'basic information'."
Wan Qingyun nodded thoughtfully. As expected of Uncle Wu.
On the other side, things were indeed as Jiang Junyi had said.
After Uncle Wu had put his things away, he had already begun his actions.
At this moment, he was sitting next to a Local Man, asking questions and taking notes: "You mean that dangerous place is in the uninhabited area?"
"That's right, that place is a restricted zone."
The Local Man speaking took a gulp of wine, a hint of fear showing in his expression.
"I once had a friend who survived a great disaster, but when he came back, he kept muttering, 'Mother isn't dead,' 'Mother isn't dead.'"
"But, I personally carried his mother's coffin..."
Uncle Wu frowned, "Where is he now?"
The Local Man shook his head, "He died. He treated dirt, stones, and wood as food his mother made for him and choked to death."
Capricorn stood by and spoke, "It could be a hallucination."
Uncle Wu nodded, "It certainly sounds like it."
The Local Man, however, shook his head repeatedly, "It's different. With a hallucination, a person can still break free."
"But that thing, you can't break free from it."
Uncle Wu: "Do you know how to get there?"
"I advise you not to think about that place. Every year, there are outsiders like you who go, and I've never seen them come out again," the Local Man advised.
Uncle Wu: "It's fine, I'm just trying to understand."
Seeing this, the Local Man sighed, "Alright. For this matter, you can ask Dilinaer, who sells pomegranates at the end of the street."
Uncle Wu patted the Local Man's shoulder and stood up, "Thank you."
"Let's go," Uncle Wu put away his small notebook.
Capricorn looked at Uncle Wu curiously, "You mastered the language here in just ten minutes?"
Indeed, Uncle Wu's entire conversation with the Local Man had been in the local language.
"As a qualified butler, this is an essential skill," Uncle Wu said, walking towards the end of the street.
Capricorn shook her head; this guy really cared about the words "butler."
After walking for a while, the two saw an elderly woman swaying in a rocking chair, with a basket of unripe pomegranates barely displayed.
"Hello, may I bother you for a moment?" Uncle Wu asked.
Dilinaer opened her eyes, her gaze full of turbidity, "Unripe pomegranates, do you want to buy them too?"
"We have something we'd like to ask you," Uncle Wu bowed slightly.
Dilinaer straightened up slightly, "About Koyik?"
Uncle Wu: "This Koyik..."
"That's the dangerous place you outsiders speak of."
Dilinaer sighed.
"Every year, there are people like you who don't believe in evil..."
"Ask away. If it can provide even a little help, it's considered a good deed."
Uncle Wu squatted down, took out his notebook, "How should we get there?"
"On the way to the Takla Oasis, if you look carefully, you'll see a direction where sand dunes rise on both sides. That's the path to Koyik."
"And what needs attention..."
Uncle Wu was about to ask about points to note, but Capricorn reached out and interrupted him.
Capricorn also squatted down, "When we officially enter, will we encounter anything?"
"Hehe, the Wind Weeping Mouth," Dilinaer chuckled, but it was a bit creepy. "Rocks full of holes will bring the wailing of the dead."
Capricorn glanced at Uncle Wu, her meaning self-evident—note it down.
Uncle Wu didn't delay either, pulling out his notebook and starting to record.
"Are there any special terrains in Koyik?" Capricorn continued to ask.
"Yes, hard stones spreading in the sand. That's a place where Allah protects mortals," Dilinaer's eyes showed a hint of piety.
"Protection? Will there be natural disasters?"
"It depends on fate. If you have bad luck, you'll get lost in a sandstorm as soon as you step in."
"Is there no pattern at all to the occurrence of these sandstorms?"
"If you can capture the momentary leap of a grain of sand, then you might barely be able to detect it."
Next, Capricorn asked many detailed and crucial questions.
Some of them, Uncle Wu hadn't even considered.
After Capricorn finished her inquiries, he asked some other questions.
Finally, the surface intelligence about Koyik was obtained.
Uncle Wu handed over a red bill and picked up two unripe pomegranates, "Granny, please accept this as a token of gratitude."
"Hehe, good," Dilinaer smiled, the wrinkles on her face intertwining.
After expressing their thanks, the two turned and left.
Capricorn walked and said, "How much credibility do you think her words have?"
"We'll know tomorrow after verifying... but her facial muscles showed no change when she spoke, so it doesn't seem fake."
Uncle Wu said, turning his head to look.
He suddenly realized that Dilinaer had disappeared.
"So quick on her feet?"
"Hmm?"
Capricorn heard Uncle Wu's murmur, followed his gaze, and found the empty street end.
"She's probably going to rest."
"Mm."
Passing the campfire, Capricorn's thin, knife-like brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed.
The two returned to the room, and the atmosphere fell silent.
"If you need to change, I'll step out first."
Uncle Wu spoke first.
"Also, I've already disinfected the items in the bathroom, and the showerhead has been adjusted. I've also arranged the corresponding toiletries, so you can use them with confidence."
"Just trouble you to open the door for me when you're done."
Capricorn's small mouth slightly opened; this man was a bit too meticulous.
Actually, the wind and sand were quite strong when she went out just now.
However, considering some factors, she had planned to go straight to sleep.
But, when everything is arranged and presented to you, with no worries... it's truly hard to refuse.
Capricorn hesitated slightly, "Thank you."
Uncle Wu nodded, subconsciously wanting to bow.
He suddenly remembered that this was a colleague, so he stopped himself, turned around, and exited the door.
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