If it's not Ji Jingyu's silver hair, could there be someone from the Crane Clan here?
Now, Tang Nian has no way to contact Ji Jingyu and Ji Shuhe.
She thought for a moment, looked at the puppets scattered on the ground, and put the silver threads into her sleeve.
Then he raised one of the puppet's hands, brought it to his nose, sniffed it gently, and twitched his nose.
It's peach wood again.
Sure enough, that remnant was secretly observing them.
Tang Nian stood up nonchalantly and continued to follow the instructions on the map.
Soon, through the layers of shadows in the woods, Tang Nian could vaguely see a village.
She carefully looked around and hid behind a tree for a long time before entering the village after confirming that no one was around.
But as soon as they turned the corner, they bumped into a familiar-looking man.
The man was stunned when he saw Tang Nian, and then instinctively turned and ran away.
Tang Nian immediately realized what was going on.
This man was the one who escaped from my grasp last night.
Thinking of this, Tang Nian disregarded everything else and chased after the direction the other party had fled.
The man was incredibly fast, but Tang Nian was just as fast.
In no time, Tang Nian caught up with the man and pinned him tightly to the ground.
The man was surprised that Tang Nian had caught up with him so quickly, and his face turned ashen.
"You...how did you get here..."
"What? How did I get here?" Tang Nian said fiercely, "Why are you running? I have something to ask you. I'll let you leave after you've explained yourself."
Actually, Tang Nian was also a little confused as to why she would encounter someone who was supposed to be hiding on a route that Lin Zhenming had planned.
To everyone's surprise, the man gritted his teeth and remained silent after hearing what he said.
Tang Nian was about to ask about the acupuncture technique from that night when, unexpectedly, the man bumped into her and then struck his own heart with his palm.
Tang Nian was already lost in thought, and by the time she tried to stop him, it was too late. She could only watch helplessly as the man fell dead beneath her.
"you……"
Tang Nian gritted her teeth, and her face turned extremely ugly.
They finally found a clue, and thought they could find out some information about the remaining members of the gang, but they didn't expect this man to be so principled.
Now that the trail has gone cold, I have no way to continue the investigation.
Tang Nian was somewhat annoyed.
But now that the other person is dead, it's no use in regretting it.
She felt around in the man's pockets, but found nothing.
This was exactly what Tang Nian had expected.
etc……
She quickly took out the map in her hand and compared it carefully for a long time. Suddenly, she discovered something important.
Oh no, we've taken the wrong turn!
After looking at the map, she held it confidently in her hand and didn't open it again along the way.
They completely forgot that they didn't know the way.
Why are there puppets blocking our way?
Was it already set up?
Or was someone always watching her?
She sighed. This place seemed like it might hide some secrets. Since she was already here, she might as well go and see what was in the village.
Just as she was about to re-enter the village, she suddenly sensed an abnormal aura flowing through it.
Immediately afterwards, a faint white light appeared on the ground around the house not far away.
It's a formation!
It's an array that's already been activated.
It might have been triggered by some method used by a man who had just died.
Tang Nian quickly stepped back.
She really wanted to study this formation, but since it was in operation, no one knew what it would be like to enter it.
She stood at the edge of the woods, looking solemnly at the glowing village. She took a deep breath and was still pondering what to do when she suddenly sensed a familiar presence—it was Ming Huan's.
Didn't she take the wrong turn?
How come Ming Huan is here!
Could it be that Lin Zhenming is really lying to her?
She frowned, having no time to think, and immediately flew swiftly toward the direction from which Ming Huan's aura was coming.
Sure enough, they spotted Minghuan in a corner of a grove of trees.
Tang Nian was stunned by what she saw and stood there dumbfounded.
Ming Huan was seen tightly gripping an old man's neck; with just a little more force, the old man would die.
Upon seeing this, Tang Nian immediately shouted, "Ming Huan!"
Ming Huan turned around, and upon seeing Tang Nian, his expression changed drastically, but he still gripped her neck tightly and refused to let go.
Tang Nian recognized him at a glance as Ming Huan, whom she knew, but the current situation left her no time to think.
She drew her sword and charged forward.
Seeing Tang Nian draw his sword without saying a word, Ming Huan didn't care about the old man who was still struggling to his death. He threw him aside and fled.
Tang Nian saw Ming Huan escape and immediately went to chase after him.
Just then, the old man who had been shaken off by Ming Huan let out a violent cough.
"Cough cough cough..."
Tang Nian hesitated, glancing at the direction where Ming Huan had disappeared and then at the dying old man. In the end, she gritted her teeth and stayed.
She went to the old man and helped him up.
"Grandpa, how are you? Are you alright?"
But the old man was already suffocating from Ming Huan's grip on his neck, so he couldn't hear Tang Nian speaking.
Tang Nian had no choice but to temporarily use the medicine she carried with her to treat the old man.
Suddenly, she noticed something in the grass beside her.
She carefully helped the old man to lean against a tree before walking to the edge of the grass.
She picked up a copper coin, which looked no different from ordinary coins.
Tang Nian held it in her hands and stroked it for a while before putting it in her bosom.
Once the old man's condition stabilized, Tang Nian helped him into the village and into an empty courtyard.
After a long while, the old man slowly woke up.
When he woke up, his eyes immediately filled with terror as he looked around.
Seeing that Ming Huan was no longer there, they breathed a sigh of relief.
He then looked at Tang Nian, who had been taking care of him by the bedside, and frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.
"Young lady, who are you? Did this old man survive just now?"
Hearing him say that, Tang Nian nodded.
"That's right. I saw you being injured by thugs just now, so I stepped in and saved you. How are you feeling now? Are you feeling any better?"
Upon hearing Tang Nian's words, a look of gratitude appeared in the old man's eyes.
He hurriedly struggled to get out of bed to bow and thank Tang Nian.
But Tang Nian quickly helped him up and said with a smile.
"Old man, you don't need to thank me. It was just a small favor, nothing at all. By the way, I don't know how to address you. Are you from this village?"
Upon hearing Tang Nian's question, the old man nodded without hesitation.
“That’s right, this is my old man’s house, but I don’t come here often. I used to live in the city. My surname is Yang, and everyone calls me Old Yang.”
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