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Chapter 549 The Done Done

"It's so disgusting!" Xing'e roared wildly in her heart. Anger and disgust were like a surging tide that almost drowned her.

The three people in front of me usually appear to be upright gentlemen in front of others, and their every move is full of grace, but they are actually planning such sinister things behind the scenes.

When they talked about the conspiracy, their excited, greedy and ugly faces made Xing'e's stomach churn. She wanted to rush out and scold these three people.

"Is Master Qiao Zhou in deep danger?" As soon as this thought came to his mind, it was like a sharp dagger piercing into Xing'e's heart.

Qiao Zhou is devoted to Xiu Yanxu. He is an upright and pure person who has no defenses at all. Facing the schemes of these three people, it is very likely that he will be unable to resist.

If Qiao Zhou met with an accident, Xiuyanxu would be doomed to fall into an irreparable situation. Thinking of this, Xing'e's heart was in a knot, and he was extremely anxious.

At this moment, Xing'e's own situation is like a lonely boat in a storm, which may be swallowed up at any time.

She was trapped in this heavy encirclement, and her invisibility technique gradually became ineffective under the detection of the sophisticated mechanism. The air around her seemed to solidify, and the oppression made her feel breathless.

Any movement would be noticed by the three men and their minions.

Once exposed, she would have almost no chance of winning this fierce battle with such a huge disparity in strength, and would most likely die on the spot.

"How can I break the impasse?" Xing'e's brain was working at high speed, and his eyes were searching around anxiously, not missing any possible clues of escape. Cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead, sliding down his cheeks, and dripping onto the wooden board under his feet, leaving a small dark stain.

Every passing second seems to be a countdown. She must find a glimmer of hope for herself and Xiu Yanxu in this desperate situation.

Xing'e's heart was in his throat, his eyes widened and he stared at the mechanisms without blinking.

She slowly stretched out her hand, her fingers trembling slightly, and carefully turned the mechanism that was controlled by dense silk threads.

These threads are as thin as gossamer and can trigger more dangerous mechanisms if you are not careful.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Xing'e murmured softly, his voice as small as the flapping of mosquito wings.

She secretly thanked her luck. Although these mechanisms were complicated, she was familiar with similar mechanisms when she studied escape methods in her daily life. As long as she had enough patience, there was a way out.

Thinking of this, Xing'e took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his state, and used his hands and feet.

Her hands nimbly shuttled between the silk threads like a nimble butterfly, cleverly avoiding the nodes that might trigger the mechanism; her feet constantly changed positions in the narrow space to maintain her body balance.

In this tense moment, every movement was precise and quick, and every breath was suppressed and heavy.

Finally, after some difficult operations, Xing'e successfully untied the silk thread and found the escape route. She rushed out like a wild horse and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Xing'e, who had escaped from the ascension, collapsed to the ground with her legs going limp. She was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling violently, and her clothes were already soaked with cold sweat.

At this moment, every breath I take carries with it the joy of surviving a disaster, as if it is the most precious gift in the world.

The back mountain of Xiuyanxu is as quiet as a corner forgotten by the world, with only the rustling sound of the wind and the melodious singing of birds interweaving into a natural melody.

After Xing'e escaped from that thrilling crisis, he did not dare to stop for a moment.

She knew very well that her situation was still precarious and if she was not careful she would be in desperate situation again.

So she quickly changed into a coarse linen dress. The simple fabric and dull color made her blend into the surrounding environment instantly, like a shadow hidden in the mountains and forests.

She walked hurriedly but extremely cautiously, taking each step very lightly, for fear of disturbing the danger lurking in the dark.

Along the way, the kind face of Master Qiaozhou kept appearing in her mind, and this concern drove her to speed up her pace. Only when she saw Qiaozhou was safe and sound, could her heart, which was filled with fear and worry, calm down a little.

Finally, she stepped into the depths of the back mountain and saw Master Qiao Zhou at a glance.

He was dressed in a plain robe, the sleeves of which fluttered gently in the wind. He exuded an otherworldly temperament, as if he had merged into one with the mountains and forests.

Master Qiaozhou had a gentle look, his face as calm as a clear spring in the mountains. He was concentrating on fiddling with the objects in front of him, completely unaware of everything around him.

Xing'e walked quickly forward and stopped a few steps away from Master Qiaozhou. She deliberately made her steps very light, for fear of breaking the tranquility.

She bowed slightly and asked softly, "Master Qiaozhou, what are you busy with?"

As soon as she said this, she weighed it in her heart. The ugly behavior of Xuan Fang, Pu Chuang and Li Ying was too shocking. If she rashly revealed it at this moment, she was afraid that Master Qiao Zhou would instantly fall into endless worries and troubles.

This matter is of great importance and I must act with caution. It will not be too late to report to Master Qiao Zhou once I have a clearer and more thorough understanding of the whole situation.

Qiao Zhou heard the voice and slowly raised his head. There was a smile in his eyes as warm as the spring sun, which made people feel a hint of warmth even in this cold mountain forest.

He said in a gentle voice: "I am completing the tasks entrusted to me by the two family heads before they left."

Xing'e was already full of suspicion, and hearing this, her curiosity was completely aroused. She couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter?"

Qiao Zhou raised his head slightly and looked towards the rolling mountains in the distance. There was a hint of reminiscence in his eyes, as if he had returned to the moment when he said goodbye to the two family heads.

He paused for a moment before slowly speaking, "This Xiuyan Ruins was built by the two family heads with countless efforts. It seems real and within reach, but in fact, it is essentially just an illusory dream. Everything is just a bubble, so there is no need to cling to it."

When Xing'e heard this, a hint of shock flashed in her eyes. She widened her eyes and looked at Master Qiao Zhou in disbelief, as if she was listening to an Arabian Nights fairy tale.

Her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something, but she was speechless.

In her perception, Xiuyan Ruins was so real. Every inch of land and every building carried her memories and life. But now she was told that all this was just an illusory dream, which made it difficult for her to accept it.

Qiao Zhou retracted his gaze, looked at Xing'e gently, and continued earnestly: "Young man, you should be more open-minded about everything. Many troubles in life are caused by too deep obsessions. Before leaving, the two family heads solemnly reminded me that all the prosperity, noise, disputes and entanglements in this world are nothing more than a fleeting dream. Xing'e, you should also regard everything you have experienced as a dream. There is no need to get too caught up in it and add to your troubles and pain."

Xing'e nodded thoughtfully, but his mind was still full of thoughts, as if it was a tangled mess that could not be cut or sorted out.

Qiao Zhou turned around and continued with his work, saying, "Don't worry too much. I'm making a small boat now, not a big one."

Xing'e looked down in the direction Qiao Zhou pointed and was extremely surprised.

What comes into view is clearly a thick log with a rough and uneven surface and some mottled bark remaining, exuding a rustic atmosphere.

She was full of doubts and couldn't help asking, "Is this a boat? It looks more like a big log to me."

Xing'e looked puzzled as he stared at the seemingly ordinary log and wanted to ask something else.

At this time, Qiao Zhou gently put down the tools in his hands, raised his hand to brush off the sawdust on his body, and said slowly with a calm expression: "The die is cast."

The voice was not loud, but it carried a reassuring power.

He raised his hand and pointed at the log. The originally plain wood seemed to suddenly come to life. The hidden textures gradually became clear and the outline gradually took on the shape of a boat.