Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

The house was not as neat and clean as the outside. There was dust and cobwebs everywhere. The only thing that was still clean was the pair of red window grilles on the two windows that looked like "囍" (囍) but were not quite "囍".

The shadow here cannot imitate the details of the text, so I can only make a random one that looks similar and stick it on to make it look like the text.

The furnishings in the inner room were also simple: a wooden bed, a double-door cabinet, and a dressing table with a bronze mirror.

After looking around, he didn't see anything strange. The only thing that caught Shen Qiao's attention was the fan he found outside.

Monks never abandon their weapons easily. The fan could be placed here alone only because the owner of the fan had an accident that he was unable to react to.

Maybe she should look for the yard outside? She remembered that there seemed to be an inconspicuous little house opposite the main hall.

Shen Qiao was thinking about it and was about to turn around and leave. As soon as he turned his head, he almost bumped into something.

She reacted quickly and dodged backwards when she felt something about to hit her face. But when she leaned back and saw what it was clearly, she was stunned.

It was a hemp rope with a loop in it. If she hadn't dodged backwards just now, the rope would have been able to fit right over her head.

She looked up along the trap, only to see a sudden flash of black mist across the roof.

The black fog flashed extremely fast and disappeared through the roof in the blink of an eye.

Was this thing trying to hang her up just now?

She looked at the roof thoughtfully, raised her hand, grabbed the hemp rope and pulled it down hard.

Bang!

Something heavy fell from the beam with a thud, stirring up a cloud of dust. She raised her hand to brush away the dust and took a closer look, only to find that it was a wooden doll.

It has a nose and eyes, and is colored, making it look lifelike, just like a real person.

When did these shadows develop such good skills?

Shen Qiao wrapped the hemp rope around his neck a few times and squatted down. The other end of the rope was tied tightly around the wooden figure's neck.

As she was thinking, she touched the wooden man's forehead with her hand as if possessed by a ghost.

"……Hello."

This response made Shen Qiao curl her fingers and leave the wooden man, frowning.

Auditory hallucinations?

She tried to put her finger back in.

The cold female voice rang out again, this time speaking much faster, as if afraid that Shen Qiao would pull his hand back again. "Hello, fellow Daoist, I am Lou Qingyue, a cultivator from Wanyuan Valley. Could you please help me unblock it if you have time? If not, you could just cut my neck and send me off."

Shen Qiao: “…”

Wow, she said where did these shadows get such good craftsmanship.

"Wait a moment, I'll see how to unblock it."

She reached out to untie the rope around the wooden figure's neck, but as soon as her hand touched it, it tightened automatically. She then tried to cut with her spiritual power, which worked, but very slowly, like sharpening a blunt knife.

She stopped and clicked her tongue, suddenly remembering that there seemed to be a pair of rusty scissors on the dressing table.

Maybe... I can try the things in this Fallen Shadow Manor?

She stood up, took the rusty scissors from the dressing table, and first cut the rope wrapped around her wrist. Finding that it really worked, she dared to cut the rope around the man's neck.

As the rope was cut, Shen Qiao saw the outline of the "wooden man" in front of him gradually become clearer, and finally turned into a real person.

The woman had black hair and a snow-white dress, and her appearance was elegant and graceful. Two long strands of hair, like dragon whiskers, were left on her forehead. The rest of her hair was not tied up, but was casually tied with a headband, making it look a little messy and frizzy. She had clearly just experienced such a strange thing, but she looked calm and unfazed. Shen Qiao thought about her request and felt that she had a kind of Buddhist attitude: "If you can die, then die. If you can't die, then live for the time being."

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist. Could you please tell me my name?"

Shen Qiao squatted on the ground and looked at the cold and beautiful woman who was still slumped on the ground for a moment.

He is a casual person.

"I am Shen Qiao from Tianxingmen."

Lou Qingyue muttered to herself, then nodded slowly as if realizing what was happening. "You're the one in the rumors..."

Halfway through her words, the woman paused for a moment, then frowned apologetically, "Sorry, I forgot."

"It's useless rumor, so forget it." Shen Qiao said with a smile.

"...That makes sense." The woman nodded and then remembered to stand up from the ground.

Shen Qiao stood up as well, thought for a moment, and took out the folding fan he had just used. "Is this fan from Fellow Daoist Zhuo?"

Lou Qingyue was tidying up her clothes. When she heard this, she looked up, her eyes clearly brightening. "I was wondering why I couldn't sense the whereabouts of this fan. Where did you find it, fellow Daoist?"

Shen Qiaoneng tried the fan and found that it responded after sensing Lou Qingyue's spiritual power. It seemed that what the woman said was true.

She threw the fan to Lou Qingyue and said, "I found it in the illusion outside."

Lou Qingyue raised her hand to catch it, and saw a golden light instantly emitted from the fan. She opened the folding fan with just a slight stretch.

"I've fallen into an illusion here." Lou Qingyue closed her fan and looked at the red chair at the door.

"When I entered, I saw the table of food in the yard and thought there must be something different here. So after breaking the illusion, I entered this room."

"Then the door closed and the red dress took on substance."

Shen Qiao seemed to have guessed something. "You mean, after the door of this room was closed, something put on that red dress, attacked you with a rope, and turned you into a wooden man?"

Lou Qingyue nodded.

"Is the room dark after the door is closed?"

"Yes."

Then I understand.

After closing the door, the shadows in the room had room to move around. These things would not hurt people, but they would tease people. Lou Qingyue fell into the trap of that shadow.

Lou Qingyue obviously understood what was going on, "I see."

"How long have you been here, Fellow Daoist Zhuo?"

"I've been here from the beginning." Lou Qingyue thought for a moment and then changed her words to be more accurate. "The location I was teleported to after the secret realm today was nearby. I just happened to come across the entrance to the Fallen Shadow Manor, so I came in."

“Then I got stuck here at the first store I visited.”

This luck... I really don't know whether it is good or bad.

"Has your friend seen anyone else come here?"

Lou Qingyue shook her head. "You are the first one to come here after me."

That means I didn’t meet anyone else.

Shen Qiao smiled helplessly, "What are you going to do next, fellow Daoist?"

"This place is full of traps. Exploring on my own might lead to problems." Lou Qingyue then bluntly said, "I wonder if Fellow Daoist Shen is interested in teaming up with me for now?"