Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 1208 (One Thousand Two Hundred and Eight) Pot Edge
Under normal circumstances, Fangshi would not have such a situation, but on that day, in order to complete the task given to him by Tie Wandao, he was nervous again and again. He had to remember all the codes. If he made a mistake, he might pay the price with his life. Sometimes, just when he relaxed a little, something scary would happen again. His emotions fluctuated many times, and he even suspected that he was suffering from some disease and seemed to be going crazy.

He felt like he was walking around a pot of boiling oil in a room where arrows would occasionally shoot at him from the wall, wearing shoes with insulated soles. If he stopped and stood by the pot, he would be shot to death. Under the pot was a raging fire that could not be extinguished. However, the fire was not only burning under the pot, but also in other places where there was no pot. He walked around the pot, which was much narrower than the soles of his shoes, to avoid the arrows shot at him from the wall. His calves would occasionally be burned by the hot oil splashing out of the pot. He could not tell when he would step wrong and fall into the boiling oil or the raging fire.

The anxious Taoist priest mentioned to Tie Wandao the ritual he had performed in the main room before. However, what happened just now had already passed, and the Taoist priest did not dare to ask Tie Wandao directly the questions he wanted to ask, lest Tie Wandao would say that he dared to answer directly without knowing what he was asking. At this time, he had to ask in a roundabout way, and Tie Wandao answered him, which made him confirm again that what Tie Wandao asked before was indeed the question he was thinking about, and he did not answer wrong.

After he quickly performed a ritual in the branch room, he whispered to Tie Wandao that the sobering jar was definitely not made on the same day as the one in Wu Xunsheng's room. As for when it was made, he could not tell with his current skills.

The fact that it was not made on the same day as the sobering jar in Wu Xunsheng's room showed that this sobering jar was definitely a fake. Tie Wandao was so angry that his face turned red after hearing this, but he still didn't want to believe that it was really the case. He insisted that the Taoist priest go to the main room again to see if there was anything in the environment of the main room that could affect the sobering jar.

Of course the Taoist didn't want to go. He felt that staying in Tie Hongyan's room any longer would be risky. He wanted to turn it down, but Tie Wandao, who was so angry that his face turned red, asked him to go and take a look, so he had no choice but to do it.

Therefore, when the alchemist came out of the room, the fear in his eyes was even greater than before.

Tie Wandao, whose face was flushed, was obviously suppressing his anger. He handed the key to Tie Hongyan and asked her and the Taoist priest to follow him to the main room.

Tie Wandao asked the Taoist priest to look at the environment of Tie Hongyan's room. This time, he still didn't tell Tie Hongyan directly, but just gave the Taoist priest a hint as agreed before. This was because he still didn't want Tie Hongyan to know what happened at the moment. He wanted to ask her after the Taoist priest left. He thought that if he let her know everything before he asked her, it would give her time to prepare her answer or make up some words.

After looking at it, the Taoist priest said tremblingly: "Indeed, there is none."

Tie Wandao told Fang Shi that he could leave. Fang Shi felt that at this moment he was just like dodging arrows while walking beside a pot of boiling oil. Suddenly he found a sturdy ladder extending towards him from the roof of the house. As long as he climbed up the ladder quickly, the arrows would not be able to hit him, and he no longer had to worry about falling into the boiling oil or the flames.

(End of this chapter)