Idle game leads to another world

The dress Qin Yan was wearing was now used as a rag and no one wanted it. There was a big hole from the front to the abdomen, and the whole dress was almost stained red with blood.

Yang Yiyi tried her best to avoid touching the bloodstains, picked up the clothes and shook them, and took out something that looked like a purse from it.

The outer layer was leather, but I didn't know what kind of leather it was. It looked strange dark green and felt as rough as a rock.

"Uh... should I open it?"

In Yang Yiyi's impression, people in southern Xinjiang were almost always accompanied by snakes and insects. What if there was something poisonous in this purse...

"Open it and see what it is, Miss Yang, be careful."

Apparently Wu Shaoyi was also very concerned about what was inside.

Seeing the other two nod, Yang Yiyi unbuttoned the purse and only then found that it contained a piece of wood as long as an index finger.

Yang Yiyi was disappointed and thought it was some treasure, but then a strange fragrance spread from the open purse, and soon the whole room was filled with the fragrance.

The fragrance is soft and not pungent, not arrogant or impetuous, but not a fresh fragrance, and has a strong presence.

The most peculiar thing is that the fragrance is very strange, like the fragrance of flowers, lotus, and fruit. If you smell it carefully, you can smell a variety of fragrances, each of which does not dominate the main fragrance, but complements each other.

Yang Yiyi and Qin Yan just think the fragrance is good, but they can't tell what it is.

After all, the rich lady has much more knowledge in this regard than the two girls from the mountain village. Wu Shaoyi pondered slightly:

"This should be agarwood, and it is a very good top grade, which is hard to find."

"Just this one section, it's hard to find?"

Yang Yiyi couldn't understand. Although it was indeed very nice, a small section of wood shouldn't be so expensive.

"The quality of this thing varies. It is difficult to find the best quality agarwood with 10,000 pieces of agarwood. Even the emperor may not be able to smell it."

Speaking of this, Wu Shaoyi suddenly thought:

"Last night, the people of Southern Xinjiang robbed a piece of ambergris from my collection, and Lady Qin found a piece of top-quality agarwood from the people of Southern Xinjiang. Why do they collect these?"

Incense is a luxury. Southern Xinjiang is poor and has bad waters. The people there live harder than those in the Central Plains. Compared with enjoyment, having enough food is the most important thing.

So in terms of luxury goods, the development of people in Southern Xinjiang is far less developed than that of people in the Central Plains.

"Will it be used for sacrifice?"

Qin Yan said:

"I also heard from my eldest brother that people in Southern Xinjiang seem to be collecting the best spices. My eldest brother guessed what they were used for sacrifice."

"It's hard to say. I'm afraid only people in Southern Xinjiang know this."

Things are getting more and more complicated, but Yang Yiyi won't consider these. Compared with incense, she cares more about where Ning Xian'er went.

So she buckled her purse again, and Yang Yiyi asked:

"Do you know where Ning Xian'er from Tianjue Palace went?"

"I don't know. It was too chaotic at the time. I was half asleep and half awake after I was injured, so I can't remember the details."

Yang Yiyi wanted to scratch the wall. She finally hoped that Qin Yan would wake up, but she still couldn't find out where Ning Xian'er was.

"However, I guess they must have chased the people from Southern Xinjiang. Coincidentally, when we investigated earlier, we found several places where people from Southern Xinjiang might stay on the way."

Qin Yan directly lifted the quilt and was about to get down to put on shoes:

"There is no time to lose. I will chase them now. Thank you Miss Wu for taking me in these days."

"No, wait! Do you still want to chase them now?"

"I believe my eldest brother will not suddenly turn against us. He must have been controlled by the witch. I feel sad until I see that my eldest brother is safe..."

Qin Yan just said this, and suddenly his eyes bulged, his eyes turned white, and he lay back on the bed and fainted again.

Don't forget that she had internal injuries in addition to the knife wound.

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In general, the whole thing was that a group of martial artists in the Central Plains found the base of the Southern Xinjiang people's activities in the Central Plains, and they intended to use this to dig out the trajectory of their activities in the Central Plains, so as to confirm how they transported the Sky-supporting Stone.

It was also under this circumstance that Ning Xian'er wrote a letter to Yang Yiyi, asking her to come quickly to share the credit, but unexpectedly, something that was originally a sure thing went wrong.

The Southern Xinjiang people and the Tianlang Cult launched a surprise attack on Ning Xian'er and others, and they had been planning for a long time. The martial artists who were caught off guard suffered a lot of losses. Qin Yan was also sent to Wujiazhuang at this time.

The heroes of the Sixteen Villages were so anxious, they should also be worried about Zhou Yuxuan, so they hurriedly settled Qin Yan and chased after him.

As for the others, they should also chase the Southern Xinjiang people together.

But the people from Southern Xinjiang played a trick of pretending to be repairing the plank road while secretly attacking Chencang. Taking advantage of the absence of many martial arts friends, they came back to cause trouble for Wujiazhuang and took away a piece of fine ambergris.

Regardless of why they stole the spices, Qin Yan would also be targeted. It should be that the people from Southern Xinjiang found that the agarwood in their pockets was missing, so they came to look for it.

This is almost the process.

The process is sorted out, but there seem to be more problems, and they are all problems that cannot be answered for the time being, so there is no point in being anxious.

Qin Yan is the kind of person who is extremely anxious. As soon as he opened his eyes, he wanted to say goodbye and leave to find the people from the Sixteen Villages, but every time he had an internal injury, he had to lie back on the bed.

Wujiazhuang does not have the healing medicine like the Yuhuandan that Shen Qingluo gave Yang Yiyi. Internal injuries can only be treated by conditioning, and it takes a lot of time to heal.

Yang Yiyi told Qin Yan, you tell me the location, I will go to find it, and you stay and heal your injuries.

But Qin Yan felt that it was not reliable for Yang Yiyi to go alone...

Indeed, Yang Yiyi herself had never done anything reliable.

But who knows how long it will take for Qin Yan's injury to heal completely, and it will be even harder to say where Ning Xian'er and the others have gone by then.

Li Chengxi felt that as long as he could figure out the movements of the people in Southern Xinjiang, he might be able to intercept the people of the Heavenly Wolf Sect halfway and get a few more pieces of the Sky-supporting Stone.

After all, from now on, it is a foregone conclusion that Southern Xinjiang and the Heavenly Wolf Sect have a connection. The Heavenly Wolf Sect transports the Sky-supporting Stone back to the Western Regions either by sea or from Southern Xinjiang, so it is very necessary to figure out their route.

After thinking about it, Li Chengxi had to take out another bottle of recovery potion for Yang Yiyi. This thing once cured Yang Yiyi's internal injuries with just one bottle, so it should be effective for Qin Yan as well.

It's true that internal injuries are indeed a debuff. After taking a bottle of recovery potion, Qin Yan's internal injuries were almost healed, and she could jump on the ground the next day.

Qin Yan felt a little guilty, and was a little embarrassed to get medicine from Yang Yiyi twice.

This is thin-skinned.

Qin Yan said that after this matter is settled, she will definitely give a big gift.

Yang Yiyi said, tell me where to find Ning Xianer, and we will talk about the future later...