Wen Xiaojun, who was huddled in the quilt and only had two eyes exposed, secretly guessed.
But she knew Mao Erduo's movement style very well. Although his martial arts are not very good, his light skills are definitely first-class. The single-wheel light and silent ones are not much worse than Yin Nuo. The speed and endurance of long-distance running are almost in Yin.
Above the promise.
In addition, every time Cat Ear does a hidden job like inquiring about news, it will take off its shoes and put on more than a dozen thick cotton socks. Even if it is walking on the roof of a sleeping house, it will not send any of it.
sound.
Although the sound outside is deliberately careful and sneaky, it is too clumsy and layman's actions than cat ears.
Another way of thinking is that even if Mao Erduo quietly moved into this yard, he would not be so clumsy and guilty now when there was no one outside to come out to do some normal daily activities.
If it weren't for cat ears, who would it be?
Wen Xiaojun held her cry and became more nervous.
If only she had any self-defense weapons around her at this time, she would have unconsciously moved the pillow when she thought of the weapons.
Unexpectedly, her hand actually touched a hard object under the pillow. Wen Xiaojun's heart moved without realizing it, and his fingers were carefully again. Only then did she confirm that it was a sharp-mouthed scissor, and her mouth was more normal.
Longer, thin, sharp and sharp.
The handle of the scissor also seems to have been specially treated, and the curved curve is particularly suitable for the entire hand.
Wen Xiaojun suddenly realized that this should be the prop that Yin Nuo prepared for her. However, before she could take out the scissors from the pillow for self-defense, she suddenly touched a line of small characters on the handle of the scissors.
Intuition tells Wen Xiaojun that the lines must be not simple. She took out the scissors, groped the sentences on it bit by bit, and found a few words - Luo···Flying with·····························································
One color.
Wen Xiaojun's eyelids jumped instantly.
Bai Wu!
Could it be that these scissors were not prepared by Yin Nuo, but by Bai Wu for her?
Thinking of this, Wen Xiaojun almost sat up excitedly. Did Bai Wu also come to Teng County?
Just when she was shocked and suspicious, the strange rustling sounds in the yard suddenly disappeared.
Wen Xiaojun frowned and held her breath, raised her ears high, listened carefully for a long time, and the previous movements did completely disappear.
Is it that someone outside left or has hidden?
Wen Xiaojun was not sure for a moment.
As if I heard her heart and responded in a special response, a long and distant flute sound suddenly came from the distance.
Wen Xiaojun's heart was moved again.
The sound was faint but long, strands, moving with the wind, like an existence or non-existence, like a beauty sighing, or like a mother's gentle whisper when she coaxed her baby.
It's Bai Wu...
For some reason, Wen Xiaojun knew almost nothing about ancient music, and had never heard Bai Wu play any instruments.
But tonight, she could confirm that it was music from Bai Wu.
He is still paying attention in the dark, protecting himself?
When Wen Xiaojun thought of Bai Wu's slightly weak pale face, he immediately felt a warm courage from the bottom of his heart.
Suddenly, Wen Xiaojun suddenly remembered something. She hurriedly got up and completely lifted the pillow. Sure enough, she found another thing under the place where the sharp knife was pressed.