Chapter 1802: Witnessing Her Death
"Little, don't worry."
"Are you tired? Why don't you come down for now?" Chiang Xiao was still a bit uneasy.
"No need, I'm not tired." Meng Xinian replied, "I'll climb up now, don't stand below, be careful of loose rocks falling on you."
As Meng Xinian spoke, he continued to climb upward.
Chiang Xiao didn't listen to him; she continued to adjust her position according to his movement, determined to ensure she was directly beneath him.
So that in case he really fell, she could make sure to catch him.
The moment she caught him, they could enter the space, which should ensure both their safety.
Although Chiang Xiao had never tried it, in theory, it should be feasible.
Anyway, she couldn't just do nothing and watch him from below.
Meng Xinian gritted his teeth, avoiding distraction, and had already climbed up.
The herb emitted a unique scent. Looking up, every leaf was pristine, without a single insect hole.
The top was dark green, and the underside of the leaf was crimson. This was a kind of herb he had never seen before.
Having learned from the last experience with the snake coiled next to the ginseng, he was very cautious, using his arm strength to lift himself higher, carefully observing the surroundings for any insects or snakes. After confirming there was no issue, he freed a hand to pull up the herb.
The herb's roots were deeply embedded, and with a strong pull, it dislodged a large section of stone and hard earth, causing rocks and chunks of soil to tumble down.
Meng Xinian was startled and looked down toward Chiang Xiao, "Little, dodge!"
But when he looked down, what he saw was not Chiang Xiao standing below him in neat climbing attire with her hair tied up high, nor the slope of earth he had seen before.
Instead, it was a concrete ground.
On the ground lay a woman, blood slowly flowing out from under her head.
A large pool of blood.
He was observing the woman from a steep angle.
From high above, unable to see her face clearly, but strangely, he could see her eyes.
Watching her with her eyes open.
Her gaze was shocking, filled with pain, sorrow, hatred, relief, mocking fate, or mocking herself?
He had never seen such eyes.
Though containing so much, they were utterly devoid of fear; instead, they were calm.
Falling to death this way, in those few seconds of descent, one would typically be terrified, and even after dying, the eyes might appear horrifying, but she wasn't.
He watched her, and as he continued to watch, he even saw her lips curl into a faint smile.
At that instant, Meng Xinian recognized her, it was...
Chiang Xiaoxiao!
In an instant, his heart was shaken, his soul shattered, his eyes were on the verge of tearing apart as he cried out, "Little!"
But as soon as the sound came out, he realized something was wrong.
No, he was on Bai Gu Mountain.
Besides, that woman was Chiang Xiaoxiao, but she in no way resembled the Chiang Xiaoxiao in reality.
He could recognize it was her, but she was a woman around thirty, very thin, her face gaunt, and her skin appeared very yellow from a distance.
Her long hair was in disarray, and her clothes were of dull colors and outdated styles.
Yet, how could he still recognize her as Chiang Xiaoxiao?
It couldn't be her, how could she possibly be like that?
Yet, what was this pain in his heart?
"Brother Xinian! Meng Xinian!"