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"I want to go to southern Xinjiang in advance." Shu Nuan returned to the yard and told Wen Zhizhi while packing his luggage.
Wen Zhigu sat at the table and calmly watched her collect her things, and said, "Prince Sheng is missing. What are you doing in southern Xinjiang? Don't forget that there is still war there."
"At least you have to take a look to know what's going on over there." Shu Nuan paused his movements and looked at Wen Zhigudao, "The side of Yushui City will be left to you for the time being. I will act carefully and try to get this place." The war in sub-Southern Xinjiang is also included."
Wen Zhigu sighed helplessly: "You are taking Taishi Li's order as an excuse. I can't refute it, but Shu Nuan is really too dangerous."
Shu Nuan: "I will be careful."
Wen Zhigu looked at her: "Swords are ruthless on the battlefield."
Shu Nuan was silent for a moment, then raised her head and looked at Wen Zhigu. She didn't speak for a while. She didn't know what to say. Not long after looking at Wen Zhigu, she lowered her head silently and continued to pack her things.
Because she just planned to go to southern Xinjiang to investigate the current situation, she didn't bring much luggage, only the necessary clothes and expenses.
Before leaving, Wen Zhigu gave her a dagger, "Take it, be careful on the road."
Shu Nuan probably didn't expect that Wen Zhigu would prepare this. He took the dagger she handed over and was quite moved. He nodded lightly and couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged her, "Zhigu, yourself Also be careful, I will come back to you soon."
Wen Zhigu: "Okay."
Shu Nuan hired a carriage, but the driver said that he could only take her to the bottom of the mountain outside Yushui City, and she had to walk the rest of the way by herself.
Shu Nuan himself knew the dangers in southern Xinjiang, so he did not force the driver.
When they got to the bottom of the mountain, Shunuan went up the mountain carrying his baggage.
The snow was falling heavily, and Shu Nuan wrapped himself up. His steps on the snow boots were clumsy and difficult. From day to dusk, he crossed a mountain and several glaciated mountains and rivers. He was too tired to walk. They moved, and it was already dark, so they couldn't go any further, so they had no choice but to find a cave entrance under the mountain stream to take shelter.
She found some dry branches nearby, most of them stained with moisture from frost and snow, but they were still barely usable. She drilled wood into the hole to make a fire. After the fire was lit, Shu Nuan hurriedly removed her cold limbs. She put her little hands on the fire and cuffed them. Because of the wood burning to make fire, both of her palms were very red and swollen. They were cold and painful, but they were finally warmer.
Shu Nuan took out the prepared dry food from her bag and ate it with the cold water in the water bag. After filling her stomach for a while, she leaned against the stone wall and closed her eyes, planning to get up early tomorrow morning and continue on her way.
After a tiring day, Shu Nuan quickly fell asleep tiredly.
Late at night, a dark figure silently approached the cave door. He stood there, opened his lips lightly, and muttered a sentence in a low voice. A purple-gold five-clawed insect slowly crawled in and got inside. In the baggage beside Shu Nuan, the figure left immediately.
After daybreak, the fire beside me had long been extinguished. Snow dripped from the cave entrance, and the snow was full of potholes. The wind was still very strong outside.
Shu Nuan put on the cloak again, wrapped it tightly and continued on the road.
When we arrived at the inner city of Southern Xinjiang, it was already the third day of departure.
Shu Nuan had already prepared for the worst, but when she arrived in the inner city, she saw people surviving the disaster. There was no smoke outside the city, except for some damaged buildings.