After untying the rope from Ye Qiqi's hand, she finally climbed up from Mo Hanqing's body.
The two of them tidied up their clothes that were messed up by the fight just now, and then walked towards the door of the woodshed.
Mo Hanqing approached the door and squinted his eyes to look out from the crack in the door. He saw a thick and black chain wrapped around the door, with a large copper lock hanging on it.
"The door is locked." He observed carefully, then turned his head and said coldly to Ye Qiqi, "You can't get out."
"Let me take a look." Ye Qiqi pushed Mo Hanqing away, stood on tiptoes and glanced outside the crack of the door.
Mo Hanqing stroked his robe and stood beside her quietly without speaking.
"Hmm... It seems that I really can't get out." Ye Qiqi tried to push the door of the woodshed, and the chain outside suddenly made a "clicking" sound.
She turned around and looked at Mo Hanqing who was standing silently aside. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to push his arm and said, "Master, what should we do now?"
"You came to this bandit's den on your own, and you have to think of a way." Mo Hanqing lowered his eyes slightly, looked at her innocent little face, and snorted softly, his voice cold.
"Well..." Ye Qiqi frowned and walked around the woodshed, and his eyes suddenly fell on the stove in the corner.
Facing the stove was a broken wooden window. Even the window paper had several big holes in it. It had obviously not been renovated for a long time.
"Okay, let's get out of there!" Ye Qiqi immediately clapped her hands and ran towards the stove with shining eyes.
Mo Hanqing followed her small figure and looked over. When he saw the stove covered with dust and cobwebs, he couldn't help but frown.
However, Ye Qiqi had already climbed onto the stove on her hands and knees, then held on to the wall and walked to the broken wooden window. Before Mo Hanqing could remind her, she kicked the wooden window directly. .
There was only a "crash" sound, and broken wood chips mixed with worn window paper and pieces of dust fell all over the floor.
The whole stove was covered in gray.
After a long time, after the dust settled around him, Mo Hanqing put down the sleeves covering his mouth and nose and looked at Ye Qiqi.
In the chaos, Ye Qiqi's pink clothes were stained with a lot of dust, and her originally fair and tender face was also stained with dust marks. There were one or two pieces of paper mixed with her long black hair. She looked very embarrassed in her headdress.
Mo Hanqing squinted her eyes and looked at Ye Qiqi in front of her, and the corners of her lips involuntarily raised a slight arc.
"Hello!!"
Ye Qiqi couldn't help sneezing, stretched out her hand to rub her little nose, leaving another gray mark on her face. She looked at Mo Hanqing who was still standing in the middle of the woodshed and said, "Let's go." Ah, let’s get out of here.”
"..." Mo Hanqing looked her up and down for a long time, still a little disgusted on his expression, but he still walked to the stove, and with a little effort on his feet, he got on the stove beautifully.
"Oh, why did I forget to use Qinggong to come up just now!" Ye Qiqi looked at him coming up easily, and immediately slapped her head. Why did she bother to climb up using both hands and feet, making herself covered in ashes.
"Ha, you're retarded." Mo Hanqing sneered, and before Ye Qiqi could react, she straightened up her Qinggong skills and flew out of the window with a big hole.