The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Hu Bugui was so anxious that he was covered in sweat.

He glanced back at the door that was about to close, then looked at An Qingwan, and finally gritted his teeth and squeezed inside.

Sikong Tingxue was originally going to enter as well.

She had even stepped halfway in.

Upon hearing Hu Bugui's shout and seeing An Qingwan's unusual behavior, she gritted her teeth and took a half-step back.

Boom!

The door closed.

It won't be able to open again for a while.

By the light of the candles they brought in, Sikong Tingxue could see the water rushing in from the open space.

The situation is extremely critical.

This is the underground palace.

Once the underground palace is flooded, even someone as skilled in water movement as her will face certain death.

"What on earth do you mean?"

An Qingwan looked at Sikong Tingxue with a puzzled expression: "Why isn't Miss Sikong leaving? Could it be that you're tired of living like me and want to commit suicide with me here?"

Sikong Tingxue rarely showed exaggerated expressions.

Even when she witnessed Lu Zhangke suddenly transform into An Qingwan and was so shocked that she was speechless, her face did not show much change.

But this time she could no longer control herself.

When the water had already reached her ankles, she rushed over and grabbed An Qingwan's shoulder.

"What kind of time is this to be joking around? You must have discovered something!"

An Qingwan shook her head: "I did discover something."

As she spoke, she pointed to the top of her head.

It was a passageway, but it looked less than a foot wide, a passageway that a normal adult could never pass through.

"When the door opened here, I heard the wind, so as soon as I came in, I was looking for where the wind was coming from. I didn't expect that while I was looking for the wind, you suddenly opened a hidden door in the wall. As soon as that door opened, the outer door closed, and water gushed out. By the time I realized something was wrong, it was too late for me to escape."

An Qingwan sighed.

“Miss Sikong, you shouldn’t have turned back. Now we’re both going to die here.”

Sikong Tingxue stared blankly at An Qingwan.

Because her eyes were covered with a black cloth, she could only see the lower half of An Qingwan's face.

She couldn't see anything unusual on that face.

So, An Qingwan really didn't lie to her?

It was all wishful thinking on her part that she thought An Qingwan stayed for a deeper reason, but in the end, she fell into a desperate situation.

An Qingwan comforted her, "Actually, Miss Sikong, there's no need to despair too much. It's not like we have absolutely no chance of survival."

Sikong Tingxue asked, "Really?"

An Qingwan said, "With such a big incident at the Pingnan Prince's Mansion, many people will definitely come to investigate, and many people will definitely enter the underground palace. When they see that the underground palace is blocked, they will definitely try to break through the door blocking their way. If we are lucky enough, we should be able to hold out until they break through the door."

Sikong Tingxue gripped An Qingwan's shoulders again: "You're lying to me, you must be lying to me, right?"

An Qingwan said, "Miss Sikong, although I have used disguise to deceive people, I never lie."

Sikong Tingxue was speechless for a moment.

An Qingwan said, "Perhaps we still have a way to save ourselves."

Sikong Tingxue hurriedly asked, "What method?"

By this time, the water had reached her knees.

An Qingwan said, "You carve the map you got on the wall, and we'll study it together. Maybe we can find another exit."

Sikong Tingxue stared intently at An Qingwan.

He stared at it for a full five breaths.

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The water was rising higher and higher, and Sikong Tingxue knew that she could not delay, so she immediately rushed to the wall.

She took out her dagger and, in a short while, carved a map on the wall.

"It's finished. Take a look."

She took An Qingwan's hand and touched the engravings on the wall.

With a few gentle strokes of her fingertips, An Qingwan had already constructed a map in her mind.

"really."

She shook her head again and again.

Sikong Tingxue asked anxiously, "Sure enough what?"

An Qingwan said, "Miss Sikong, we've all been tricked."

Sikong Tingxue said, "Fooled?Fooled by what?"

An Qingwan said, "This map is fake."

Sikong Tingxue frowned and said, "How could this map be fake? Without the map's guidance, it would have taken us several times longer to get here. Besides, the person who sent this map is still in the Yin Yang Sect. If he sent a fake map, how could he have dared to stay in the Yin Yang Sect for so many years? Unless..."

Her face suddenly darkened.

"Unless the map was fake from the start, and even the person who sent it didn't know the truth!"

Sikong Tingxue immediately understood the inside story.

There are only two possibilities now.

First, this map was switched during its circulation among the descendants of Yueyang King's trusted followers.

Secondly, this map was a fake map drawn by the Prince of Yueyang from the very beginning.

An Qingwan asked, "Miss Sikong, which one do you think is the truth?"

Instead of answering directly, Sikong Tingxue asked in return, "How did you figure out that the map was fake? Did you already know that?"

An Qingwan said, "If I had known earlier, why would I have entered this underground palace?"

Sikong Tingxue remained silent.

An Qingwan said, "I think there's a problem because you each opened a door in the wall, which means you're holding different maps. But you said before that Prince Yueyang only divided the map into three parts, so what's the extra part?"

Sikong Tingxue said, "So you asked me for a map to study?"

An Qingwan said, "I wanted to verify my suspicions and see if I could find a way out. Sure enough, I found that the map was wrong. There were only three doors drawn on the map, not four. And among these three doors, one of them was marked as leading to the treasure. I don't think this is a coincidence, because the map that Hu Bugui and the others had must also have marked a door. Otherwise, they wouldn't have rushed to open the door as soon as they entered here, just like you."

Sikong Tingxue understood.

A person's "just right" can also be described as a coincidence.

The "just right" arrangement of four people was deliberately designed.

"All of this was done by the Prince of Yueyang on purpose. He deliberately drew four fake maps and deliberately gave the fake maps to his confidants."

An Qingwan said, "Perhaps there are more than four fake maps."

Sikong Tingxue asked, "Why would he do that?"

An Qingwan said, "Then we'll see if what he said, 'not striving for the shortness of one's own life, but for the longevity of ten thousand generations,' is true or false."

Sikong Tingxue asked, puzzled, "What if it's fake?"

An Qingwan said, "Then he deliberately fabricated such a lie to protect his son. With everyone's attention on the treasure, there would naturally be fewer people disturbing his son."

Sikong Tingxue said, "What if it's true?"

An Qingwan said, "That means he may never have believed in his followers from the beginning. No, he may have believed in his followers, but what about the descendants of those followers? Will they still keep their promise and continue to serve the Prince of Yueyang and his descendants as their masters?"

Sikong Tingxue said, "His concerns are valid. Sixty-three years later, only the Thirty-Six Islands still keep their promise even after four generations, while the descendants of the others have long since broken their vows."

An Qingwan said, "The same person might break their oath, let alone people several generations later. Prince Yueyang certainly doesn't believe them, so he drew a fake map, told them it was the real map, and made them guard the map for generations until the Crown Prince or his descendants come looking for them. As for the real map, I think it should have been in the Crown Prince's hands from the very beginning!"

Sikong Tingxue sighed: "Whether it's true or false, he's using his followers to cover up for his son."

An Qingwan smiled and said, "That's right, Prince Yueyang is indeed a terrifying person."

Sikong Tingxue said, "The riddle has been solved, but..."

She looked at the water that was almost up to her chest.

"You can still laugh when you're about to die?"

An Qingwan said, "Of course I should be happy to solve a mystery. Besides, since I'm going to die anyway, I'd rather die with a smile on my face. It's too ugly to cry."

Sikong Tingxue ignored An Qingwan.

She tried everywhere, but still couldn't find a way out.

The entrance she had come in through was blocked by a massive, incredibly heavy boulder that she couldn't budge even with the strength of thousands of pounds.

Although there was a hole in the top of her head, given her size, there was no way she could squeeze through it.

Is she really going to be trapped here and die?

Sikong Tingxue refused to believe it.

She didn't believe it because she believed in An Qingwan.

If she hadn't trusted An Qingwan, she would never have stepped halfway through the door and then backed out.

Although An Qingwan said she never lies, she felt that this was a lie.

She also felt that An Qingwan must have discovered the map problem earlier than she claimed, and the reason she didn't leave after discovering the problem must be because she had ulterior motives.

But what exactly is An Qingwan's purpose in staying?

Sikong Tingxue racked her brains.

She thought for a breath, a hundred breaths, a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour.

Is it possible that An Qingwan's analysis just now contained a lie?

is it possible……

She thought about it for a long time, remembering how An Qingwan had once thought she had drowned.

"Miss Sikong?"

A soft call caused Sikong Tingxue to rise from the water.

By now, the water in the underground palace is already ten feet deep.

The water was unusually cold, and even though she was an expert in water and her internal energy cultivation was perfectly suited to the water flow, she began to feel a little uneasy.

What if she dies here before she can figure things out?

Why don't you kill me?

Sikong Tingxue asked, trembling.

An Qingwan said, "We're trapped here. If no one comes to rescue us, we'll die sooner or later. Why should I kill you in advance? If I keep you around, you can talk to me and relieve my boredom."

Shall we speak?

Sikong Tingxue fell silent.

She didn't know how long she had been silent this time.

Perhaps it was a long time, so long that she felt her hands and feet, which had been soaking in the water, were starting to lose strength.

She suddenly asked, "How did your eyes become like this?"

An Qingwan said, "You really want to know?"