Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 78 Fire
Qi Ming used to be a person in a high position, admiring the painful struggles of those below him but unable to resist. But now, he has become the one struggling in pain, and his life and death all depends on the other party's thoughts.

But he does not regret his past atrocities, and he doesn't even think he did anything wrong.

He was just annoyed that he was too careless and underestimated the woman Ning Ci.

If he had been more cautious, if he had cut all the tendons in her hands and feet beforehand, she would not have been able to fight back, and he would not have fallen to this point.

Yan Ciwan didn't want to waste all his precious time on a scum like Qi Ming.

She looked around carefully.

This should be a secret room. The only door is closed and there are no windows. The furnishings in the room are very simple, with two wardrobes, a bookshelf, a set of tables and chairs, a bed, and some daily necessities for washing and brushing teeth.

Everything was common, and it looked like a hideout just in case.

But Yan Ciwan felt that this place might not be as simple as it seemed.

She began to search inch by inch, trying to see if there were any secrets hidden here.

When she crawled under the bed and tapped the ground with her fingers, she found that the ground was hollow underneath!

It seems there is a secret room hidden underneath!
Yan Ciwan climbed out and used his internal energy to push the bed.

This bed was made of rosewood. It was very large and extremely heavy. It required at least four adult men to move it. But now Yan Ciwan was pushing it by himself.

Qi Ming, the only audience member at the scene, was naturally terrified. This woman must be a monster!

When the bed was pushed, the legs of the bed rubbed against the ground, making a sharp and harsh sound.

But because the walls here are extremely thick, no matter how loud the noise inside is, people outside cannot hear a single sound.

Originally, Qi Ming liked this secret room very much. It was very hidden and he could do whatever he wanted here. Even if he accidentally killed someone, no one would know.

But now he hated this secret room! Why was it built so hidden? Why couldn't there be a crack to let in sound?

Yan Ciwan held the candlestick, bent over and squatted on the ground, feeling around carefully with his fingers.

When she touched the second floor tile, she found a crack that was barely noticeable to the naked eye.

She tried to press down hard, and the originally flat and smooth floor tiles suddenly had a dent. In the dim candlelight, she saw a small hole in the hole, which seemed to be used to insert the key.

You must find the key to open this secret door.

At this time, the candle on Qi Ming's head was almost burned out, and the overflowing hot wax slid down his forehead, burning his face red.

In just a little while longer, the candle flame would burn the little hair he had left.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes, and his face was covered with snot and tears.

He had never been so embarrassed in his life.

He hated Yan Ciwan so much that he wished he could tear her into pieces and scatter her bones to ashes!
But when Yan Ciwan walked towards him holding the candlestick, the intense fear instantly overwhelmed the hatred. He looked at her with wide eyes in horror. What else did this woman want to do to him?
Yan Ciwan wanted to ask him if he knew where the key was?
But Qi Ming couldn't move or speak now, so he couldn't answer any questions.

Yan Ci Wan could only endure the feeling of nausea and searched him from head to toe, but found nothing.

He didn't have the key to open the secret door in the ground.

Yan Ciwan guessed that Qi Songsheng was the only one who knew where the key was.

The last bit of candle burned out, leaving blisters on Qi Ming's scalp. The flames ignited his little remaining hair, giving off a burnt smell.

He almost collapsed, but he couldn't move or shout.

Not only did Yan Ciwan not save him, he also pulled out the crossbow arrow stuck in his shoulder. The arrowhead drew blood and flesh, leaving a large red area on his shoulder in an instant.

Qi Ming could no longer hold on, he closed his eyes and passed out.

Yan Ciwan threw the candlestick onto the bed, and the candlelight ignited the bedding. She threw the crossbow into the flames, then walked to the door, found the mechanism, and pulled the metal ring on the wall. The door of the secret room slowly opened.

Yan Ciwan strode out and walked around the incense table in front of him. The incense sticks in the incense burner had already been extinguished.

The door of the secret room closed automatically behind her, and the wall returned to its original state. The Buddha in the picture was still meditating, and there was no sign that there was an unknown secret room hidden behind it.

She bent down, rolled up her trouser legs, and took off the cigarette holder that was tied to her calves.

She walked to the window, pulled the wooden bolt, and gently pushed open the window frame, intending to fake a fire and lure people to put out the fire, but the next moment she saw someone walking towards her, so she immediately squatted down and hid behind the bookshelf.

Footsteps approached and there was a knock on the door.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!
Yan Ciwan squatted behind the bookshelf, holding the pipe in his hand, motionless.

The voice of the person outside came in through the door.

"Sir, are you still in there?"

Yan Ciwan recognized it immediately. It was He Chunzhuo's voice!
After a while, the door was pushed open and two people walked in.

Yan Ciwan straightened up slightly, stretched out her fingers and gently opened the book in front of her. She looked out through the gap between the books and found that one of the two people who came in was He Chunzhuo.

He Chunzhuo was wearing a blue shirt, still dressed like a refined scholar.

He was followed by a man in black.

The man in black looked around and couldn't see Qi Ming. He was a little anxious: "Master Qi is not here, where did he take him?"

He Chunzhuo looked calm and composed, not in a hurry at all.

"There is a secret room in this study. He must have brought the person into the secret room. He must be enjoying the pleasure of torturing people. Let's wait here for a while."

After saying that, he lifted his clothes and sat in the chair.

Directly in front of him was an incense table with a white jade Buddha statue on it, and behind the table hung a picture of the Buddha meditating.

The man in black was still worried: "Will Master Qi kill someone?"

He Chunzhuo casually picked up a book on the desk and slowly flipped through it while saying, "Zhou Qi, don't worry. I've already told Qi Ming not to kill anyone. Everything will go according to plan. When Qi Ming tortures Yan Ciwan half to death, you and I will come out and rescue her. By then, she will be grateful to us, and the mission assigned by my uncle will be completed."

The black-clothed man named Zhou Qi frowned and said, "I'm afraid Master Qi might go too far and end up hurting someone."

"We at Changming Chamber of Commerce have no shortage of famous doctors or precious medicinal materials. Even if she is disabled, we can cure her." He Chunzhuo glanced at the man in black. "If you really can't sit still, go out and help keep watch. I'll wait here alone."

"Okay then, I'll go out and watch in case anyone comes over."

Zhou Qi raised his foot and walked out.

Once he went out to guard, Yan Ciwan would have no chance to leave here. She immediately pulled out the fuse, put the chimney on the ground, and gently pushed it forward.

The chimney rolled forward along the ground, and thick smoke poured out of the paper tube.

Zhou Qi and He Chunzhuo were horrified and hurriedly covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves.

They fled towards the door, but thick smoke had already filled the study, obstructing their vision and unable to see anything. They accidentally bumped into the desk and nearly fell.

At this time, Yan Ciwan had already climbed out of the window.

She ran forward, shouting at the top of her lungs.

"Oh no! There's a fire in the envoy's study! Everyone, come and put out the fire!"

　It's so cold, I need some tickets to warm myself up~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)