Could it be the cat ears hidden in the dark?
Wen Xiaoyun, who was huddled in the bed with only two eyes exposed, secretly guessed.
But she knew Mao Er's movement style very well. Although his martial arts wasn't very good, his light skills were definitely top-notch. The single wheel is light and silent, he is not much worse than Yinnuo. The speed and endurance of long-distance running are almost better than Yinnuo's.
In addition, every time Mao Er needs to do covert work such as snooping for information, he will take off his shoes and put on more than ten layers of thick cotton socks. Even if he walks on the roof of a house where someone is sleeping, he will not make any sound. sound.
Although the sounds outside were deliberately cautious and sneaky, compared to Mao Er's actions, they were too clumsy and amateurish.
To put it another way, even if Mao Erdu quietly moved into this courtyard and now came out to do some normal daily activities when there were no people outside, he would not be so clumsy and guilty.
If it’s not cat ears, then who is it?
Wen Xiaoyun held her breath and became more and more nervous.
It would be nice if she had some self-defense weapons around her at this time. When she thought of weapons, Wen Xiaoyun pulled the quilt's hand and unconsciously moved the pillows.
Unexpectedly, her hand actually touched something hard under the pillow. Wen Xiaoyun's heart suddenly moved, and her fingers looked carefully again, and then she confirmed that it was a pair of sharp-nosed scissors. The mouth was longer than normal scissors, thin, pointed, and sharp.
The handle of the scissors also seems to have been specially processed, and the curved arc is particularly suitable for the whole thing in the hand.
Wen Xiaoyun suddenly understood that this should also be the prop prepared by Yin Nuo for her. But before she could take the scissors out of the pillow for self-defense, she suddenly touched a line of small words on the handle of the scissors.
Intuition told Wen Xiaoyun that the line of characters must not be simple. She took out the scissors and groped for the sentences on it bit by bit, and finally came up with a few words - falling...and...flying together...the water is the same color as the sky.
Wen Xiaoyun's eyelids twitched instantly.
White duck!
Could it be that the scissors were not prepared by Yin Nuo but by Bai Ya?
Thinking of this, Wen Xiaoyun almost sat up with excitement. Could it be that Bai Yao has also come to Teng County?
Just when she was confused, the strange rustling sounds in the yard suddenly disappeared.
Wen Xiaoyun frowned and held her breath, raised her ears high, and listened carefully for a long time. The previous movement had indeed completely disappeared.
Have the people outside left, or are they hiding?
Wen Xiaoyun was not sure for a while.
As if she heard her heartfelt voice and responded specifically, a distant and long flute sound suddenly came from the distance.
Wen Xiaoyun's heart moved again.
The sound was weak but far-reaching, strands and threads, moving with the wind, vaguely present, like a beauty sighing, and like a mother's gentle murmur when coaxing a baby.
It’s a white duck...
I don't know why, but Wen Xiaoyun knows almost nothing about ancient music, and has never heard Bai Yao play any musical instrument.
But tonight, listening to the music that danced in the wind, she could confirm that it was the music from the white owl.
Is he still watching and protecting himself in the dark?
Thinking of Bai Yao's slightly frail pale face, Wen Xiaoyun suddenly felt a warm courage from the bottom of her heart.
Suddenly, Wen Xiaoyun suddenly remembered something. She quickly stood up and completely opened the pillow. Sure enough, she found another thing under the place where the sharp knife was pressed.
