Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 316 Deliberate
What happened next made the envoy even more ashamed and indignant.

Because his clothes were ripped off!

The feeling of having his skin exposed and in direct contact with the air was an extreme humiliation for him.

He desperately wanted to open his eyes to see who dared to be so audacious as to strip him of his clothes, but no matter how hard he tried, his eyelids remained firmly still.

Originally, Granny Wang wanted to untie the bandages on his body, but Yan Ciwan stopped her in time.

"Don't touch those bandages. He hasn't been dead long. If you untie them, blood will flow out. Just leave them as they are."

Since the bandages wouldn't prevent her from changing clothes, Granny Wang nodded and replied, "I understand."

Zhang Erlang was not lying; Wang Po's skills were indeed excellent. After her transformation, the envoy was transformed from a ragged middle-aged man into a charming middle-aged woman.

Yan Ciwan was very satisfied and paid the money readily on the spot.

Of course, she was still using the money she earned from the envoy.

After packing up her tools, Granny Wang strode briskly home.

The sound of a wooden clapper could be heard outside; it was already past midnight.

Zhang Erlang and A Quan lifted the envoy together and carefully placed him in the coffin. When they were about to close the coffin lid, Yan Ciwan stopped them, saying, "Let's leave it like this for now. We can close it when the funeral is tomorrow morning."

Zhang Erlang agreed and then asked, "It's getting late, young lady. Do you have anywhere to go tonight?"

Yan Ciwan asked, "Are there any inns nearby?"

“If you go through the back door and take the side path, you’ll see a tavern that also has guest rooms.”

“I’ll stay at that tavern for the night. Can I leave the coffin here temporarily? I’ll come to pick it up at dawn tomorrow. In addition to the 100 coins for the coffin, I’ll pay an extra 30 coins for storage.”

Zhang Erlang hadn't expected to make a small profit, so he immediately agreed and then asked...

"Can you lift this coffin by yourself tomorrow?"

Yan Ciwan naturally couldn't claim to be as strong as an ox, and that a mere coffin was nothing to her. She shook her head to indicate that she couldn't lift it.

Zhang Erlang knew this would happen, and he kindly suggested, "You'd better hire two strong laborers to help you carry the coffin out of the city for burial."

Yan Ciwan asked hopefully, "Do you have anyone you would recommend?"

"If you trust me, I'll recommend two people to you tomorrow. You can then decide whether to use them or not, how about that?"

Yan Ciwan nodded and said okay.

She paid half the money upfront and then left the coffin shop through the back door.

She found the tavern that Zhang Erlang had mentioned and stayed there for the night. The next day at dawn, she checked out and left, and on the way, she bought a veiled hat from a peddler on the street to wear.

Inside Zhang's Coffin Shop, Zhang Erlang called over two robust young men and introduced them to Yan Ciwan.

“These two are my nephews, Wulang and Liulang. They often work at the docks carrying goods for people. They are very strong and honest. They do whatever they are asked to do and never complain.”

Yan Ci looked the two men up and down that evening. Judging from their muscular physiques, he knew they must have done a lot of heavy work.

She asked, "If you help me transport the coffin out of the city, you'll each receive thirty coins afterward. Is that enough?"

The two answered without hesitation, "Yes, we can do it!"

"Let's go then."

Wu Lang and Liu Lang carried the heavy coffin. Yan Ciwan, thinking that she would still have to drag the envoy on the journey after leaving the city, took the old cart with her. They walked straight along the street, passed through Fengyi Ward, and arrived near Yanping Gate.

Yanping Gate was guarded by soldiers. Yan Ciwan observed the area and saw that the soldiers were only conducting routine inquiries, so the events that happened in the West Market last night had not affected the various city gates.

Yan Ciwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This way, her chances of successfully sneaking out of the city would be much higher.

It's still very early, and most of the people here are people who have come to the city from outside; there are relatively few people leaving the city.

Goro and Rokuro carried the coffin out of the city gate, but the city guards stopped them and asked who the deceased was and where he lived.

Yan Ci replied that evening, "The deceased was my servant. Our ancestral home is in Yizhou. We were transporting the coffin to the mountains outside the city for burial."

"Let me see it."

Yan Ciwan took out her belongings and handed them to the guards.

After inspecting the place, the guards found nothing wrong, returned it to her, and waved their hands, indicating that they could leave.

Wu Lang and Liu Lang carried the coffin through Yanping Gate. They walked along the official road. When passersby saw them carrying the coffin, they were afraid of being tainted by bad luck and all kept their distance.

This made it easier for them to travel.

The Nine Immortals Mountain outside the city has excellent feng shui, and many people in the city have set up tombs and buried themselves in this mountain. Wu Lang and Liu Lang carried the coffin up the mountain and finally stopped at a relatively secluded place halfway up the mountain.

After the two men put down the coffin, they took out the hoes they had brought and began digging in the soil. Before long, they had dug a deep pit.

They lowered the coffin into the pit and were about to fill it with soil when Yan Ciwan stopped them.

"I have something I want to say to him alone. I'll fill the soil back up myself later. Thank you for your hard work today. Here's your wages."

Yan Ciwan gave each of them thirty coins.

After accepting the money, the two men didn't ask any more questions, picked up their hoes, and turned to leave.

Once their figures disappeared into the woods, Yan Ciwan drew her Ning Dao, used the blade to pry open the iron nails on the coffin lid, opened the lid, and pulled out the Venerable Envoy lying inside.

At this point, the envoy had opened his eyes, but his body was still unable to move.

He glared fiercely at Yan Ciwan, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He was trapped inside the coffin, and the lid was sealed shut. He couldn't breathe and almost suffocated.

Yan Ciwan tossed him onto the cart and asked, "We're out of the city now, how do we get to the main altar?"

The envoy became even angrier at the mention of this matter. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Didn't I tell you to take me to Chonghua Ward? Why did you take me out of the city on your own initiative?"

"Going to Chonghua Ward would be a detour and a waste of time. Anyway, we're already out of the city, and we can't possibly go back. Just tell me, how do we get to the main altar?"

Looking at her confident and composed demeanor, the envoy gritted his teeth in hatred: "Don't think I don't know, you did it on purpose! You deliberately got lost, deliberately didn't do what I said, and deliberately didn't want me to have an easy time!"

Yan Ciwan calmly retorted, "So what if it is?"

The envoy was so angry that his chest heaved violently.

From last night until now, the scenes of her playing tricks on me have been repeatedly replaying in my mind.

He wished he could tear her to pieces right now!

In the end, he could do nothing but use all his strength to suppress his hatred and say, word by word.

"You wait for me!"