Chapter 467: Headfirst into Cow Dung
Under Xiahou Que's watchful eyes, Wang Yan walked to the crooked-neck tree. Xiahou Que's eyes widened, staring intently at Wang Yan as he passed under the tree, a look of excitement in his eyes.
However, Wang Yan safely walked under the crooked-neck tree, without anything unusual happening.
Xiahou Que was stunned. There was a cleverly designed trap under the crooked-neck tree, which he himself set up the previous night. Why hadn't it worked?
As Xiahou Que was puzzled, Beiming Xue followed Wang Yan and approached the crooked-neck tree.
Xiahou Que immediately thought to himself, "Hmph, couldn't catch Wang Yan, but catching Beiming Xue is just as good. That ungrateful wretch, today I'll embarrass you in front of everyone, let's see how you act all high and mighty."
Yet, under Xiahou Que's gaze, Beiming Xue also passed safely under the crooked-neck tree, with the trap showing no reaction.
This left Xiahou Que dumbfounded. The trap he painstakingly designed had failed? He couldn't help but feel frustrated.
Watching as behind Beiming Xue, Ouyang Feiting and Ma Jun also walked by the crooked-neck tree. Eventually, even Lin Hai, the yak, and dozens of others walked past.
In the end, only Xiahou Que was left standing behind the crooked-neck tree.
By then, Xiahou Que was convinced that his trap was indeed broken.
Determined, Xiahou Que walked to the crooked-neck tree and looked towards the ground.
In the grass on the ground, there lay a Beast Trap, hidden right beneath the grass by the crooked-neck tree, precisely where everyone would pass.
The Beast Trap had its jaws opened and placed on the ground, ready to snap shut if anyone stepped on it, surely trapping Wang Yan's leg.
But upon closer inspection, Xiahou Que noticed that the Beast Trap was frozen, tightly frozen to the ground.
"No wonder it didn't work, damn it, Wang Yan has such good luck. The mountain is cold at night, and it unexpectedly froze," Xiahou Que thought, frustrated. But now, he had no solutions, only muttering bitterly to himself.
At that moment, seeing Xiahou Que not following, everyone who had passed the crooked-neck tree turned back to wait for him.
Tang Jingyi even said, "Mr. Grey Wolf, is something wrong?"
With that, Tang Jingyi, Lin Hai, and others approached.
Xiahou Que worried everyone would notice the Beast Trap and quickly said, "It's nothing, I'm coming now."
With that, Xiahou Que stepped forward, putting his foot on the ice, intending to walk across the Beast Trap atop the ice layer.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiahou Que's foot touched the ice, suddenly it cracked with a "snap," breaking under Xiahou Que's step.
Xiahou Que's foot pierced the ice layer, stepping directly into the Beast Trap.
His foot stepped into the Beast Trap, Xiahou Que was initially stunned. The ice layer's sudden cracking was too bizarre. Why did everyone safely walk across, but he broke through?
Could it be that everyone before him had weakened the ice layer, causing it to break on his step?
While Xiahou Que was puzzled, he suddenly realized, horrified, because his foot had stepped directly into the opened jaws of the Beast Trap.
With a loud "squeak," the jaws of the Beast Trap suddenly clamped shut, catching Xiahou Que's lower leg.
The Beast Trap was designed by Xiahou Que for Wang Yan, naturally incredibly fast. Moreover, he had layered Power of Demon Patterns on the Beast Trap, ensuring Wang Yan couldn't evade it.
Unexpectedly, now all those designs were being used against himself.
With a scream from Xiahou Que, the Beast Trap clamped tightly onto his lower leg, its sharp teeth piercing his flesh, causing blood to gush out.
Xiahou Que felt a heart-wrenching pain, as if the bones in his leg might break.
However, Xiahou Que couldn't even consider the injury to his bones, as he knew triggering the trap would lead to even more terrifying consequences.
In his panic, suddenly with a "whoosh" sound, a rope tied to the Beast Trap snapped tight, and the crooked branch of the crooked-neck tree straightened.
On this crooked branch was the other end of the rope.
As the crooked branch snapped back straight, the rope twitched and pulled the Beast Trap, hoisting Xiahou Que into the air.
Seeing Xiahou Que lifted into the air, Lin Hai and others were shocked, urgently shouting, "Mr. Grey Wolf, watch out."
"Mr. Xiahou, be careful."
"Don't worry, I'll get you down."
...
In the midst of everyone's shouts, Xiahou Que's head was spinning. He knew that once he was flung up, he was destined for the patch of dung behind the crooked-neck tree, a place he had specifically set up, guaranteed to be unerring.
Xiahou Que had initially planned for Wang Yan to be utterly humiliated, but now it was happening to himself instead.
In this critical moment, Xiahou Que forced himself to stay calm. He twisted his body, flipped mid-air, and bent his body, grabbing the rope on the Beast Trap with both hands.
Originally, Xiahou Que wanted to break open the Beast Trap, but to prevent Wang Yan from escaping, he had added Demon Pattern power to it. Breaking this power required time he didn't have.
So Xiahou Que grabbed the rope on the Beast Trap, pulling it closer to his chest. The rope grew shorter, preventing him from falling into the dung, merely floating in the air for a while.
Seeing himself floating in the air, Xiahou Que had shortened the rope by two meters. This gave Xiahou Que some relief; with this distance, he could swing over the dung, but not fall into it.
Just as Xiahou Que breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Yan in the crowd smiled faintly and suddenly shouted, "Everyone move aside, I'll save Mr. Grey Wolf."
Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, Xiahou Que, who just relaxed, suddenly felt a chill down his spine, not knowing what Wang Yan would do but was instantly filled with dread.
Xiahou Que hurriedly shouted, "Don't, I'll..."
Xiahou Que wanted to stop Wang Yan, but it was already too late.
Wang Yan had somehow picked up a piece of stone from the ground, holding it in his hand. Looking at Xiahou Que swaying in the air, Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Grey Wolf, don't worry, I'll get you down."
With Wang Yan's words, he flicked his hand, and the stone flew out with a "whoosh," striking the rope holding the Beast Trap.
The stone was incredibly sharp, and sliced the rope cleanly.
With the rope cut, Xiahou Que plummeted headfirst.
"Oh, heck..." Xiahou Que cursed.
But he only managed two words before falling silent.
Yet, with a "splunch" sound, a stench began to rise.