My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1160: A Full Ten Years

"Each doppelganger is clad in official robes, revealing an intense lust for power. How could it be as simple as mere pretense?" As I was leading the way, Wuyue didn't need to expend any effort, remarking casually.

Wuyue's observation brought clarity, leading me to exclaim, "With your reasoning, the official occupying the Prefectural Government Office is most likely Piao Changji's true form!"

Piao Changji revels in his official status; wouldn't dispatching a mere doppelganger be rather dull?

It must be his genuine self residing within the painting, savoring the prestige of being an upright and honorable magistrate.

"How about we simply charge in and strike him down right now?" Wuyue inquired with a slight smile, idly coiling her long, smooth hair with her slender fingers.

At that precise moment, discerning her gender was truly a difficult task.

After a brief contemplation, I decided, "I prefer not to act impulsively; let's observe the situation a while longer."

"Very well, I shall accompany you. Your word is my command," Wuyue responded with a lighthearted chuckle.

The ancient, elongated streets were remarkably well-designed, forming a direct path that would guide one to the city gates.

Upon exiting the city gates, Wuyue and I found ourselves in an area with significantly fewer people milling about.

Scattered on the outskirts were several distinct villages, all bustling with activity and filled with inhabitants.

These villages were situated against a backdrop of connected, massive mountains, characterized by exceptionally steep terrain, forming towering peaks and jagged ridges.

I guided Wuyue up the mountainside, granting us a vantage point to survey the entire realm depicted within the painting.

Concurrently, I utilized the fabric I possessed to fashion attire in a style consistent with the world in the painting.

"Fortunately, we ascended this mountain to observe; this world is truly diminutive, spanning less than a hundred miles in radius," Wuyue commented, her Snake Tail gracefully wrapped around her as she perched atop the summit, gazing through the drifting clouds.

Compared to the intricate Life and Death Embroidery I am accustomed to, crafting ordinary garments took me less than ten minutes.

I casually fashioned a robe adorned with a kingfisher heraldic spring motif and donned it, stating, "Indeed, this city is encircled by mountains, and at its periphery, a white mist manifests, eternally ensnaring its inhabitants within this realm."

As I spoke, I removed the White Jade Hairpin from my coiffure, allowing my long tresses to cascade freely.

I swiftly transformed my Taoist nun's hairstyle into one more befitting the local populace.

Subsequently, I assisted Wuyue in creating her attire: an entirely black ensemble embellished with painted silver bamboo patterns.

"If you were to plead with me, I might reveal Chen Xiaoli's location," Wuyue declared, shedding her long dress and slipping into the bamboo-patterned clothing without requiring any prompting from me.

In an instant, her appearance shifted from a celestial aura to that of an elegant scholar.

Her refined composure possessed the captivating charm of scholars from the Wei and Jin dynasties, evoking imagery of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove.

I replied, "If I were unaware of Xiao Li's whereabouts, I absolutely would have implored you."

"How tedious," Wuyue muttered, releasing her hold on me as she carelessly ruffled her long hair and flicked her sleeves.

Disregarding her, I proceeded directly down the mountain towards a farmhouse, rapping on its door.

A middle-aged woman, appearing to be in her forties, opened the door and regarded me with surprise, "Miss, with such exquisite attire, why do you find yourself knocking upon the humble door of a poor family like ours?"

"I am searching for a friend. Did you happen to find a young woman dressed in White Gauze at the marketplace?" I inquired of the farmwife with a smile.

The farmwife's demeanor became guarded, "Nothing of the sort occurred. I... I haven't taken in any young lady."

"Xiao Li, Xiao Li, it is I, Su Wan! Are you within this dwelling? I observed you hanging laundry in the courtyard. You haven't been abducted, have you?" Sensing the farmwife's reluctance to allow me access to Xiao Li, I harbored anxieties that she might have arranged an early marriage for Xiao Li with her son, or some similar predicament.

I angled my head inside the farmhouse, loudly calling out Xiao Li's name.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure emerged.

A young woman, in her early thirties, materialized. She bore a striking resemblance to Xiao Li, perhaps seventy to eighty percent, and possessed similarly dark, wheat-toned skin.

Upon seeing me, she rushed forward, throwing herself into my embrace with sobs, "Su Wan, why have you come so late? I have been dwelling here for a decade, constantly fearing discovery by that vile official spirit, sob~"