Wu Xie let go of Fatty, who poked his head out to look down into the ice well. There he saw Mo Shanshan, her sleeves fluttering like a flying apsara in the Dunhuang murals as she drifted down toward the entrance of the cave.
If she hadn't been wearing such a stern expression as she descended, Fatty would have really thought she had stepped right out of a mural.
By the time Fatty and Wu Xie scrambled down to the crossbeam first, they saw her speaking in grim tones while reaching toward Zhang Qiling's waist. Zhang Qiling, who had been standing there with his head bowed, suddenly stiffened. His face flashed between pale and ashen as he stiffly raised his head.
Chapter 91