Chapter 14 Chapter 14 What needs to be done, gnashing one’s teeth and swallowing one’s words…
Songmei is dead.
She actually didn't want to take Songmei's life today, at least not when she saw her in front of Muxueyuan.
But Songmei wanted to kill her.
Nan Qiong Shuang shook her head and smiled, thinking that he was overestimating his own abilities.
Then he shouted into the lush, green forest, "Mist Blade."
The sound of the forest was like waves, and a gust of wind blew. She stood surrounded by green shadows, and the leaves of the forest rustled.
A figure appeared from behind her, dressed in black, with the corners of his robe fluttering in the air. He hugged his shoulders and landed lightly on the ground.
"You shouldn't have killed her. You're just causing trouble. Just trap her in the trap."
Nan Qiongshuang brushed off the dust on the corner of her clothes and said lightly, "That device is designed to take people's lives. I don't know how to save her. Besides..."
Wu Dao: "What's more?"
Nan Qiong Shuang glanced at him coldly and said with a smile, "Song Mei was entrusted to escort me back to Shu Yu Zhai, but she wanted to kill me on the way. This must be because of Song Yaojie's intention. Otherwise, if something happened to me, she, a maid, would not be able to bear the consequences."
"Since Song Yaojie wants to kill me, if she fails once, she can always do it a second time. This sword is hanging over my head, and it won't change whether Song Mei lives or dies. Since she wants to kill me, being killed twice or twenty times doesn't make much difference. I'm not afraid of offending Song Yaojie. If I kill her sooner, and Song Yaojie breaks her arm, I might be able to gain the upper hand."
"Besides, that woman has caused me a lot of trouble these past few days. I've been thinking about getting rid of her, but I'm afraid of the chain reaction this will cause. Since Song Mei is Song Yaojie's confidant, I might as well use her death to test Yamauchi's reaction to this, so that I can weigh the pros and cons of Song Yaojie's life."
Wu Dao sneered, "That's all true, but I just want to ask you, the one who was familiar with the terrain was killed by the trap, while the one who was powerless escaped. How do you explain this?"
Nan Qiongshuang turned around and looked at him with a smile.
"Have you been eating your brain as a snack lately?"
Wu Dao squeezed his hands until they creaked and his temples throbbed.
Nan Qiong Shuang spread her hands, smiled, and said in an innocent and light voice, "Need I say more? Of course I rely on you."
Wu Dao was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what she meant.
He slowly took out a bow and an arrow that gleamed with a cold light from behind his back.
He casually drew his bow and aimed the crosshairs at Nan Qiongshuang, who was wearing white clothes and had black hair, standing in the middle of the green shadows of the forest.
Nan Qiong Shuang did not hide, but stood where she was, looking calm and even with a little smile on her face.
Wu Dao laughed and said, "He is really crazy."
The bowstring hummed, and before she could see how the arrow arrived, Nan Qiong Shuang had already flown out like a broken kite.
When he struggled to stand up again, an arrow pierced through his collarbone. His white clothes were quickly soaked with blood, and a small bit of the iron arrowhead that had pierced through the flesh was exposed on his back.
Nan Qiong Shuang gritted her teeth, took a breath, and laughed, "You're really cruel."
Wu Dao shrugged, "Is he more cruel than you?" He turned around and jumped into the vast sea of tree shadows.
She took a deep breath and thought that after all that had happened, if she went to look for that person again, it would arouse suspicion. After thinking it over, she decided to go home.
She hissed and struggled to her feet. She had staged this kind of trick of being shot by an arrow more than once or twice, but no matter how many times she did it, it still hurt.
She was not familiar with the terrain of the mountain, so she had to return to Muxueyuan the same way.
They walked back to the gravel road they had just come down. After a few steps, a gust of wind blew, and the fuzzy treetops of the dense forest were pressed down low.
Clouds passed by, covering the sun from time to time, and light and shadows flowed for a moment.
Nan Qiong Shuang narrowed her eyes and looked up at the changing light in the sky above her head. She was so blinded by the sunlight that she raised her hands to block the sun.
But suddenly, under Zhi Chengpeng's hand, he saw that not far from this road, above the shining treetops, there was a steep cliff that pierced into the blue sky.
On top of the high cliff, there is another tall building rising from the ground.
Nan Qiong Shuang blinked.
The killer's keen intuition allowed her to realize it almost instantly.
That building is not ordinary.
It's so unusual that there is almost only one possible answer.
It is said that the Xingchen Pavilion hides the mountain-guarding jade tablet.
The wind gradually died down, and the sea of trees that had been bent just now recovered, occasionally undulating against the clear blue sky.
The pale green cliff in the distance was once again hidden behind the lush greenery and could no longer be seen.
Nan Qiongshuang clenched her fists, her nails almost digging into her flesh.
It just happened to be this time.
It just so happened that she had just been shot by an arrow and was anxious to go back to act.
but--
She bit her lip unconsciously and looked down at the feather arrow tail on her chest that rose and fell with her breathing.
Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Have to go.
After being injured by a mechanism in the mountains, Gu Zhi would definitely not let her go out easily after she returned. She wanted to explore the Star Pavilion alone, but she didn't know how much effort it would take.
Opportunity is fleeting, once lost, it will never come back.
Hit by an arrow?
Nan Qiong Shuang lowered her eyes, glanced at the feather arrow tail on her chest, and then glanced away lightly in a flash.
There was a faint smile on his face, a bit of contempt, and a bit of indifference.
In the face of the mission, getting shot by an arrow was nothing. She knew best why she came here.
What needs to be done must be done, even if it means breaking a leg, losing a tooth, or dying.
*
There were actually not as many traps on Tianshan Mountain as she had expected.
She followed the direction she remembered, walked down the gravel road, passed through the dense forest, and went straight to the high cliff.
I don’t know how long I walked, but when the shadows of the trees parted in front of me, the sky was bright.
The cliff is covered with green grass, standing quietly under the indigo sky. When the wind blows, the grass tips surge like waves.
A wooden attic with closed doors and windows stood alone on the cliff. Apart from it, there was nothing else on the cliff, as if it had risen from the ground.
In the grass under the attic, there are dots of flowers like a sea, all of them are crimson purple astragalus.
Thousands of flowers trembled gently in the wind, and flowing clouds slowly passed over the sun. The shadows of the clouds were cast on the swaying sea of purple flowers, and the sunlight cast a half circle of faint colorful arc light.
There is a cool and fragrant smell in the wind.
She stood in front of the cliff, with a dense forest behind her where no light could penetrate. She looked up and squinted because of the glare of the sunlight.
Is this the Star Pavilion? Surprisingly, there's no one guarding it.
Are the mechanisms there sufficiently defensive, or has she come to the wrong place?
If it wasn't the Star Pavilion, this kind of posture would definitely be unusual.
She turned around and looked around the forest behind her warily.
No one followed.
Looking up again, there was nothing on the cliff except grass, a sea of sweet clover flowers and this attic, not a single person in sight.
Nan Qiong Shuang thought about it and walked towards the cliff.
A mountain breeze blew by, blowing her snow-white sleeves open like flags. She gathered her messy long hair and lifted the hem of her skirt.
But just as he raised his foot and stepped into the diverse sea of purple flowers, he suddenly stopped.
The sweet vetch swayed, and the sole of the shoe stopped half an inch away from the flowers and plants.
In the emerald green and shimmering waves of grass, countless transparent silk threads are densely and intricately intertwined. When the wind blows, the light spots on millions of silk threads move and sway together.
A web with countless threads and a single move can affect the entire body.
Nan Qiong Shuang squatted down, gathered her long hair and clothes that were fluttering in the wind, stretched out her fingers, placed her fingertips under the transparent silk thread, and looked at it carefully.
Transparent, light, delicate and flexible, and can withstand wind.
She was most familiar with this kind of silk thread.
Ice silk made from snow silkworms.
It was the same material as the spider silk in her bracelet.
This kind of ice silk is transparent and thin, and it is difficult for ordinary people to detect it. However, it is extremely tough and almost as sharp as a knife when stretched tight. As long as the force is strong enough, it is enough to cut off a person's head.
The web was so dense that anyone who tried to lift a foot would be entangled, tripped, and thrown into it. The lucky ones would only be covered in blood, with hundreds of wounds all over their bodies; the unlucky ones would be cut in the neck and die of blood.
Even gods dare not set foot in this place.
Nan Qiong Shuang stood up and carefully took a few steps back.
The sun was blinding. She frowned, shielding her eyes from the sunlight with her hands, and looked into the towering attic.
Ice silk is extremely expensive, and the cost of weaving such a large net would be even higher.
There is probably only one place in the entire Tianshan Mountains that is worth guarding with an ice silk net.
Nan Qiong Shuang smiled slowly, her eyes calm and complacent.
Star Pavilion.
She really came to the right place today.
Since there is such a mechanism in the bushes, the entrance must be somewhere else.
According to her previous experience, in this case, either the entrance is actually not far from the attic and can be entered through a secret passage; or there is a mechanism near the attic, which will reveal the real entrance when triggered.
Or—
Nan Qiong Shuang tiptoed into the air, and the sea of purple flowers quickly passed by her. In a few steps, she rushed to the edge of the cliff.
Standing on the edge of the cliff.
At the edge of the cliff, the wind was so strong it threatened to blow people over. She stood lithely at the junction of the cliff and the sky, her figure frail, her long dress blown by the wind like a tattered Epiphyllum.
She stood in the wind that was almost blowing her over, her long hair flying, her expression indifferent, and she looked down with her eyes lowered.
I laughed as soon as I saw it.
really.
The real entrance is hidden under the cliff.
At the foot of the cliff, a flowering tree, painstakingly growing from a crack in the rock, its roots dug into the mountainside, its trunk reaching high into the air. At this season, the tree is in bloom, its flowers as brilliant as clouds and dreamlike.
In the mountain breeze, snow-colored petals were blown onto the cliff and gently brushed against her cheek along with her long hair.
As the branches swayed, one could vaguely see a set of stone steps carved out of the steep cliff below, with a door at the end.
Nan Qiongshuang jumped off the cliff without hesitation.
I stepped on the branches of the flower tree, and the trunk pressed down an inch, shaking off a few petals.
She steadied herself, held onto a relatively sturdy branch, aimed at the stone steps that were exposed under the layers of flower clouds, and swung her legs in the air.
The moment he let go, he suddenly saw two silk threads swaying in the wind and sparkling in the swaying tree canopy below him.
There was no way to avoid it, so she spun suddenly in the air and barely got through between the two silk threads.
Suddenly, there was a piercing pain in my shoulder.
She actually forgot that there was an arrow stuck in her left shoulder.
She was so painful that she lost her balance and her body tilted. She watched herself rush out of the flower cloud, but not in the direction she expected.
It is only a few feet away from the stone steps carved into the cliff.
But it brushed against the stone steps and just missed it.
She had no time to react at all, as a pair of white silk flying sleeves suddenly flew out from her sleeves. The long sleeves whistled through the wind and rushed towards the flower tree like a dragon.
It was tied to the tree, causing the tree to shake and drop petals like snow.
The pain in her shoulder from the arrow attack was so severe that she could hardly react. By the time she realized it, she had already loosened one of her long sleeves.
The whole person was hanging above the cliff abyss by a white silk thread.
There is a wide river in the abyss.
The mountain wind is biting, the river surface is sparkling, but the rocks in the canyons on both sides of the river are as ferocious as dog teeth.
If it falls, even its iron body will be smashed to pieces.
She gritted her teeth and for the first time felt that it was wrong to force herself to go on despite being injured.
Where is Mist Blade? Where is Mist Blade at this time?
Aren't you watching from the side? Why don't you come out at this time?
There was a sudden snapping sound from the branches above my head.
She looked up and saw with horror that the branch had broken into six parts.
What about the Mist Blade? Wasn't it time for him to take action?
What is he waiting for?
Before she could figure it out, the last sound of branches breaking came from above her head.
She paused in the air, and then her black hair floated gently upwards.
Her blood seemed to freeze into ice, and the mountain wind howled fiercely in her ears.
Finally, with the long sleeves in his hands fluttering, the man fell straight into the abyss with his eyes wide open.
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