Chapter 1182 - Frequent Patterns
Along the way, Mu Qingyang almost trotted back to his room.
After closing the door, Mu Qingyang did not go to bed directly as he had said to Mu Ziding before, but carefully lay on the door and listened carefully to the movement outside the door.
Except for a few people passing by normally outside the door, what she was worried about didn't seem to happen, but fortunately, Mu Ziding didn't follow.
After bolting the door, Mu Qingyang had already come to the window in a few big steps.
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"What did you find?!" Fengjian hadn't seen each other for a day, and before he entered the house, the voice had already come in.
"Not yet. ”
"......" Listening to Hua Lang's answer without the slightest hesitation, it made Fengjian have a trace of doubt in his heart.
At a glance, he looked in the direction of Mu Sharon, but he looked no different from usual, and he was calmly drinking the tea in his hand.
"What about you?" didn't look at him, but felt Feng Jian's gaze, took a sip of tea, and said lightly.
"I'm a little skeptical of the signs he's talking about. ”
"Tell me about it. ”
"Give. With a hand, Feng Jian handed a handkerchief to Mu Xuelun.
When the Hanaro who took it unfolded the veil, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his eyebrows, and it was actually printed on it......
"This is something I found in some part of the city, like a rubbing of the mark he said. Thinking back to what Hua Lang had described before, Feng Jian began to talk about the results of going out for most of the day.
"So what?" suddenly said, and Mu Sheron hurried in front of Hanaro to speak.
"How?!There are so many of these patterns in the streets!"
"......" Listening to Fengjian's words, Hua Lang's face couldn't help but change slightly, how could this be?!
Although he was puzzled, he thought that Mu Xuelun had just spoken in front of him, obviously asking him not to speak.
"It's like some kid's scribble!"
The pattern that appears so frequently makes Fengjian feel that he doesn't want to be what Hanaro said at all!
Also feeling that something is wrong is Hualang, looking at the Fengjian Tuo painting, it is obviously the mark of the curtain painting, but why is it like Fengjian said that it is all over the street?!
"What about you?!" glanced at the two people in front of him, for the doubts that appeared in Hua Lang's eyes, they couldn't have beaten themselves and never left the inn since they went out!
Otherwise, such a conspicuous mark will not be invisible.
"Where are you talking about?" As if he hadn't heard Fengjian's words, Mu Xuelun pondered for a while and said what he thought.
"Is what I said false?!"
"Seeing is believing. ”
“…… East of the city, west of the city, and ...... Why don't you go together? As he spoke, he became a little impatient.
"Let's go. I thought that Mu Xuelun would refuse, but I didn't expect to agree in one bite.
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"This is it. Rubbing his palms, Mu Qingyang looked up at a stout tree in front of him and muttered to himself.
When she passed by during the day, she was already paying attention, and she fell in love with this big tree, since Mu Ziding did not let her approach the City Lord's Mansion, then this distant view should not be regarded as a violation of what she had promised Mu Ziding before.
It only took a few strokes before she had jumped into the air to the top of the tree.
The line of sight is broad, it is indeed a good place to observe, and more importantly, the location of this big tree, although it is separated from the city lord's mansion by a street, in addition to the scenery on both sides of the street, you can see a thing or two in the city lord's mansion.
A city lord's mansion with a golden face, arrogant is the first time he saw it, Mu Qingyang was already curious about what kind of scene it was.