Suddenly, a thought struck her—she had an idea!
How could she have forgotten the place where the White Tiger beats its chest? It's all because she misinterpreted the meaning of this feng shui terrain when the small hills on the left and right collapsed at the beginning.
The White Tiger pounding its chest is considered extremely unlucky for a woman. If she walks down the gentle slope, in feng shui terms, this is called "entering the momentum," which actually amplifies the ominous energy of the place.
Therefore, the path on the gentle slope is definitely a dead end; it's clearly a trap to lure people in. After all, in a crisis, this is supposed to be the safest place.
Yan Qing turned her gaze back to the artificial hills on the left and right sides, examined them carefully, and finally noticed some subtle differences.
To her left, although most of the hill had collapsed, the base of the hill was gradually revealing the shape of a gate. In the distance, she could see a lifelike black tortoise carved on the horizontal stone slab above the gate.
The same applies to the right side, where the gate is exactly the same shape. However, the horizontal stone strip above the gate is carved with a soaring eagle.
The crack was getting closer and closer, but Yan Qing couldn't make a decision. She only had a superficial understanding of feng shui, and now she didn't know which path was the key to breaking the formation!
Seeing that the crack would extend completely to them in just a few breaths, Yan Qing finally had no choice but to act. It seemed that she had no choice but to take a gamble now.
She remembered that in the Five Elements, the southeast corresponds to wood. The black tortoise represents water, and water nourishes wood, so the black tortoise should be beneficial to the formation in this area.
But for those of them who wanted to break through the formation, it was the opposite. So, she took the gamble!
Without looking back, Yan Qing ran towards the small hill on her right. Along the way, broken stones kept falling from the sky, and even with her excellent skills, she still inevitably took several hits.
By the time she reached the vicinity of the gate, her face was already bruised and swollen.
There was no switch at the front door, only a downward-facing door knocker. Yan Qing reached in without hesitation and pulled the door knocker out.
The next moment, the door began to slowly open.
Just then, that familiar female voice began to sing again in the air.
"The wind rises, a final farewell to you... Willows sway gently, do not think of me... do not forget me..."
Yan Qing turned around and saw Wen Jiajia, escorted by three strangely flying creatures, slowly sitting on the back of a giant bird, flying towards her.
She forced a smile, a smile that was very well hidden, Wen Jiajia.
Stepping inside, Yan Qing reappeared in that familiar white misty place.
Several people who were standing or sitting nearby immediately rushed over. Yue Qi was the fastest, rushing to her side in one stride, looking at her with heartache, his voice trembling slightly.
"How did you get injured like this?!"
No wonder he was so surprised. Yan Qing was covered in bruises, and even her face, which was usually the most sensitive part of a woman's body, had a bruise, as if she had been scratched.
Yue Qi knew Yan Qing's skills better than anyone. Although she wasn't a member of the Xuanmen sect, she had trained in martial arts since childhood, and most people couldn't do anything to her.
Now that he's injured like this, how could he not worry?
Yan Qing smiled at him, saying nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just a few hits from falling rocks. Some people behind me are more seriously injured—"
As if on cue, Wen Jiajia emerged at that very moment, covered in injuries. Sun Qiang immediately rushed to greet her with concern.
As expected, Wen Jiajia swayed and fainted in Sun Qiang's arms.
This whole operation was so perfectly executed and fluid that Yan Qing's lips twitched uncontrollably. Just a moment ago, she was the Queen, surrounded by guards in the center, and the next moment she had transformed into a frail and delicate little flower.
Yan Qing felt inferior to him in terms of acting skills.
Yue Qi was probably the only one who didn't care about Wen Jiajia. This woman clearly wasn't a good person; he'd been tricked by her before. So naturally, he focused his attention on Yan Qing's injuries.
Where did you go? And who hurt you?
Yan Qing was rendered speechless by his barrage of concern; her tongue seemed tied in knots, and she could only stare blankly at Yue Qi.
"Me, me, me—"
He looked up and unexpectedly met Yue Qi's eyes. Because he needed to remain vigilant, he had been using his pupil technique. Even now, one could still see the blue light shimmering in his eyes, possessing a breathtaking beauty.
Yan Qing suddenly realized that Yue Qi was actually quite handsome. Even more handsome than she had imagined.
Oh no, could she be after his good looks?
Thinking about it this way, she felt a little ashamed. The other person treated her as a friend, and she was actually coveting his good looks.
Ugh, how embarrassing!
But he looks so good, I just can't control myself, what should I do?
A series of thoughts flashed through Yan Qing's mind, but at this moment she forgot an important thing: Yue Qi's blue heterochromatic eyes could read minds.
Although it was extremely taxing, he had kept it silently activated as a precaution. Now, because he was so worried about Yan Qing, he forgot to turn off the eye technique.
Then, he overheard all of Yan Qing's "filthy" thoughts. He never expected that this girl, having escaped death, would be so carefree as to develop feelings for him; her heart was truly too open.
A smile appeared on Yue Qi's lips. Since she still had time to overthink, it meant that she hadn't suffered any major harm during the time she disappeared.
So he deactivated his pupil technique and waited quietly for Yan Qing to realize what was happening on her own.
Yan Qing felt awkward for a moment, unable to figure out why she suddenly found Yue Qi handsome. So she simply put it out of her mind and began to focus on telling Yue Qi about her experiences.
Next door, since Wen Jiajia was temporarily "unconscious," everyone simply listened attentively to Yan Qing's story.
Yan Qing, of course, didn't hold back and began to tell the whole story.
Upon hearing that they had entered the "White Tiger Beating Chest" area, the Sun brothers reacted with unusual intensity, with Sun Gui even directly asking her...
"Yan Qing, did you perhaps obtain a map of the royal tomb?"
Yan Qing raised an eyebrow. She hadn't even mentioned the map yet! These Sun brothers seemed to know quite a lot. In terms of hiding things, they were almost as good as Wen Jiajia.
So she gave a forced smile, gestured with her lips in a certain direction, and said with a smile,
"Sun Gui, if I'm not mistaken, you destroyed the bronze pillar in that underground courtyard, right?"
Sun Gui hesitated for a moment, then remained silent. This seemed to be tacit agreement.
Monk Yuanhui put his hands together in prayer. "Amitabha, I was wondering why you all insisted on blowing up that bronze pillar when you had nothing better to do. So there's a reason behind it? — Benefactor Yan, it seems you now know the reason?"
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