Yan Qing secretly followed behind them, climbing various mountain paths almost the entire way. Finally, before she was exhausted, she saw rows and rows of buildings.
"Great, at least we don't have to climb mountains anymore."
This place appears to be a village from the Ming and Qing dynasties. Apart from the obvious ethnic minority style at the entrance, the buildings inside are in the familiar courtyard style.
The village seemed to be heavily guarded, with guards everywhere holding spears and dressed in light clothing. Their heads were painted red in the shape of a headband, and their hair was sticking up high, making them look very fierce.
The two white-clad "bridesmaids" helped the bride, who was singing in a daze, into the depths of the village.
Yan Qing dared not rush in, so she released Lingxi to become invisible and sneak in. She herself kept a certain distance from the village, planning to wait for Lingxi to return.
Yan Qing waited for half a day, from dawn to dusk, before finally welcoming Lingxi back.
"Oh my god, why did you take so long?" She was extremely worried. Lingxi was covered in injuries, with very obvious burn marks, which was heartbreaking to see.
However, she herself didn't care at all. "Master, you don't need to worry. This body has only suffered a minor injury. It can be taken care of later. I'm fine."
Then she began to boast, “Master, I know how you get in. I found someone in the village who looks exactly like you; you can impersonate her.”
"Exactly the same as me?" Yan Qing was also quite surprised. "Is there really such a coincidence?"
“Yes! I was terrified at the time. I thought you had sneaked in too, Master!” Lingxi recalled, finding it quite amazing. “If I hadn’t been following her, I would have come back long ago.”
"Follow her? The one who looks exactly like me?"
“Yes!” Lingxi started to gloat. “And coincidentally, that girl is the bride’s younger sister today. I heard others call her Nana.”
Yan Qing nodded. "Where is this person now?"
Lingxi's eyes immediately lit up. "Don't worry, Master. I've drugged her. We can sneak over there while we're at it."
Wow, as expected of her favorite general, this is so thoughtful. Yan Qing praised Lingxi highly and then took out a thick wad of spirit coins as a reward.
Then she started to worry again, "Lingxi, can you hide and sneak me in?"
Lingxi looked at her with a mournful expression, "Master, I wish I could. It's a pity that my Invisibility skill can only be used by myself."
"Oh, what a worry!"
Yan Qing glanced at the sky; the moon was about to rise. She decided to wait and see; perhaps another opportunity would arise.
Moreover, she hadn't been idle all day. According to her observations, there were quite a few women dressed in white in this village, and they seemed to be able to move around freely.
This is somewhat similar to the maids in a mansion, since these women in white always appear in groups, and they are usually carrying things in their hands.
Her original plan was to take the opportunity to drug a woman in white and sneak in herself, but after Lingxi's unexpected discovery, Yan Qing felt that it would be easier to make a move on the person who looked just like her.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded from the village, ringing out three times in a row, its sound sharp and clear.
The spear-wielding guards, who had been patrolling, began to line up and marched into the house in unison after hearing the whistle.
Now!
Under the cover of night, Yan Qing took out a black cloak, covered herself up completely, and quickly ran towards the village.
"Master, come with me! There's no one here!"
Lingxi took the initiative to scout ahead, and the two deliberately chose to walk in deserted areas. After successfully avoiding several patrolling guards, she finally arrived at a secluded courtyard.
"Quick, Master, this is it."
Lingxi rushed in first, followed by Yan Qing.
Once inside, she couldn't help but sigh deeply, "Lingxi, you're absolutely wasting such a precious resource!"
In the courtyard, several maids dressed in white lay sprawled out, all fast asleep. They looked as if they had been drugged and rendered unconscious.
Yan Qing's lips twitched. "Lingxi, how much sleeping potion did you give them?" It's probably not all of it left, is it?
Sure enough, Lingxi took out a small bottle from her bosom, poured it out, and found it to be completely empty.
"I seem to have forgotten to tell you, this small bottle of sleeping potion is worth about the same as the stack of spirit coins you just got." Yan Qing's eyelids started twitching, but she couldn't help but laugh in the end. This girl is such a spendthrift!
"What?!" Lingxi's legs went weak, she almost knelt down, and then she nearly cried.
“Master, I thought sleeping pills were pretty cheap—I remember they were everywhere.”
Yan Qing sighed again, "That was the era you lived in. In today's apocalypse, sleeping pills are more valuable than gold—forget it, we'll just have to be more careful with them in the future."
"Yes, Master!" Seeing that Yan Qing wasn't angry, Lingxi immediately revived and fawned over her, pushing open the door for her.
"Master, I've tied that person to the bed."
Yan Qing's eyelids started twitching again. As soon as she entered the room, she saw a woman in red lying on the bed, bound tightly with ropes, fast asleep.
She was bound up and down with several ropes, almost like a rice dumpling.
"Uh—good job." Yan Qing finally decided to encourage her; this girl was very considerate.
She walked to the bedside, turned to look at the woman in red, and was startled herself.
This girl actually looks exactly like her! Not only that, even the scar on her eyebrow is exactly the same.
The resemblance was so striking, it was as if she had been cloned, which she found utterly baffling.
She has a scar on her eyebrow from when she was little and fell down on the steps. It's impossible for this girl to have the exact same scar as her. It doesn't make sense!
Yan Qing glanced around the room and realized that the woman in red seemed to be of high status. The furniture in the room was made of fine rosewood, and the canopy bed she was lying on was made of sandalwood.
Rich people!
"Lingxi, can you wake her up for me?" Yan Qing instructed.
"OK."
Without saying a word, Lingxi stepped forward, ready to use both hands to manually wake the other person up.
Yan Qing, her forehead creased with exasperation, was about to speak to stop her when she heard the voice of Youming Jinli in her mind.
“Master, let me do it. I can help you get some information out of her.”
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