Nangong Qingxian's situation is very bad.Lying on the grass, he tried to breathe slowly, hoping that the searchers would go far away.

In the same sky, there was no moon in the sky above Nangong Qingxian's head, only a group of dark clouds rolling slightly.

On this dark and violent night, several groups with torches searched the forest where he hid.

The footsteps were getting closer.Nangong Qingxian had already walked from the grass to the big tree beside him.As the two men approached, the stone in his hand flew out and hit a tree far to the left.There is a bird's nest in the tree.Under the impact of the stone, it crooked, and a bird flew out with flapping wings.

The movement of the bird immediately attracted the attention of the two groups of people around.They hesitated, then turned and walked there.

Nangong Qingxian did not move.Not every wave of people will come, he will lead them away with stones.In this way, he led one wave after another, and it was difficult to bear the darkest hour before dawn.

The sun was still setting, the moon had set, and it was really dark.Those people kept their torches burning all night, and their brightness was not as bright as before.

Nangong Qingxian's stiff body moved slightly on the tree, and when the wind blew, he slowly slid down from the tree.Just when he was about to escape, he heard an unusual sound in the wind.

It's a quiver!
Nangong Qingxian put his left hand on the ground and dodged the arrow.

He thought there was an expert out there who had found himself.He curled up on the grass and watched for a long time, but he didn't notice anyone coming, and he didn't attack again.

He felt strange.He picked up the little arrow and sniffed it on the tip of his nose.He smelled a fragrance.He took a few steps in the direction of the arrow.He touched the hemp rope on the ground and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It must have been that someone accidentally ran into a trap tied to a hunting animal in the forest, and an arrow flew past.

Also, the trap system is pretty good.An arrow is connected to another arrow.Nangong Qingxian jumped too fast and only triggered one.

He was completely relieved, but it didn't occur to him that he was busy examining arrows.The pursuers who didn't know where to go found something moving here, and they gathered here again.

He squinted, picked up the trap, and found a low-lying weed and lay down.

A group of pursuers, when they came to a nearby position, slowly checked with torches that they did not accidentally trigger the flying arrows.

When they were in a hurry, Nangong Qingxian quietly climbed to the ground, moved to the other side secretly, left the encirclement of this group of people, and walked all the way towards the direction of the mountain.

Once he entered the mountain, those people could never find him again.

Yunman's ointment experiment worked well.She divided these fifteen doses of ointment into three batches, and applied different concentrations on herself, Mei Liang, and the reluctant Ah Que every morning.

On the second and third day, changes and residues of fragrance will be recorded.For contrast, Yunman herself puts on a basic ointment every day.

Later, we even tested to see if the ointment was still there after showering, and finally determined that the best ratio for the ointment was two drops of ambergris in each small box.

The smell of this poultice is perfect.The scent of ambergris is light, but it adds countless possibilities to the connection between osmanthus and sandalwood.

Initially, ambergris is earthy and pairs well with the woody notes of sandalwood.There is also a woody aroma in ambergris, which contrasts layered with the woody aroma of sandalwood.But the plump fruity fragrance adds many combinations between the two, which makes Yunman feel that ambergris is really something that cannot be bought for a thousand dollars.

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