According to visual inspection, this tree is at least four to five feet high, and it is difficult for ordinary men to climb up.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Qing Wan carrying the medicine basket behind her back, rolling up her sleeves, and planning to climb the tree.
Daukou exclaimed and hurriedly stopped her, "Miss, what do you want to do?"
"Of course I climbed up and picked the agarwood pieces. Otherwise?" Qing Wan gave her a knowing look, and then motioned for the other party to get out of the way.
"No, no, it's too dangerous. If you want to climb, it's up to you, the slave." Daukou shook his head repeatedly, blocking his body in front of Qing Wan and refusing to move even an inch.
"Then can you climb trees?" Qingwan asked patiently.
"Slave... I won't." Daukou's voice became smaller and smaller, until finally, her head almost dropped to the ground.
Qing Wan had already expected such an answer, so she wasn't upset. She just calmly said, "If you can't, then just stay safe down there."
"But..." Daukou said again unwillingly.
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Qing Wan, "Stop being so stubborn. If you don't get out of the way, we won't be able to go down the mountain before dark. Don't you want to spend the night on the mountain?"
"ah?"
At the thought of spending the night on this gloomy mountain, Daukou immediately turned pale. But looking at Qing Wan's appearance, it didn't seem like he was deliberately scaring her. She subconsciously moved to the side, and then raised her head worriedly.
At the beginning, he repeatedly warned: "Well, miss, you must be more careful. If it doesn't work, let's go back if it doesn't work?"
"knew!"
With many years of experience in collecting herbs in the mountains, Qingwan was quite agile. Although her posture was a bit inelegant, she finally managed to climb the tree smoothly.
In Yecheng, there are not many people who can make incense, and even fewer people who can go out to collect spices by themselves. In addition, the location of this agarwood tree is relatively remote, so it is difficult for ordinary people to find it, and even if they find it, they may not recognize it.
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As a result, it was easier for her.
Looking at the fine natural agarwood in front of her, a smile appeared on Qing Wan's lips. She climbed the branch with one hand, and carefully peeled the agarwood piece by piece from the tree with the other hand, and collected it after a while.
Half full and half full.
When it looked like it was almost done, he untied the rope he had prepared in advance, tied a knot around the tree trunk, and then carefully slid down the rope.
Daukou opened her eyes wide and stared with bated breath, fearing that Qingwan would accidentally fall from above.
As I stared at it, I suddenly saw a head peeking out from behind the lush leaves. I was so frightened that I screamed on the spot.
This cry also distracted Qing Wan. Her hand slipped and she fell to the ground, along with the medicine basket filled with agarwood behind her.
The expected pain did not come. Qingwan slowly opened her eyes and found that she was hanging on the tree in a strange posture. Directly in front of her, less than a foot away, was Daukou's pale face with fright.
"Little Miss, are you okay?" Suddenly meeting Qingwan's gaze, Daukou was suddenly startled and quickly came back to his senses.
"It's okay, please get out of the way first." Qingwan didn't know what was going on, so the first priority was to get down from the tree first.
It's really uncomfortable to be hung like this.
"Ah? Oh!" Daukou took two steps back in a daze.
Qing Wan stood on her toes, barely holding herself steady, and then carefully withdrew her hands from the medicine basket. She turned around, and after careful inspection, she discovered that the medicine basket had been nailed to the tree with a dagger.
It seemed that at the critical moment, someone came to save her.