After a dark journey, the light was a little dazzling. Fu Jun squinted his eyes slightly and got used to it for a while, but he heard Mr. Tian's voice in his ears: "I've seen adults." ”

Wang Xiang let out a "hmm", blew out the lantern in his hand and rested it on the stone table, and asked in a low voice, "Have all the people arrived?" ”

Mr. Tian leaned sideways to give up his position on the side of the door, and said in a low voice, "It's all here." After that, he leaned over Wang Xiang's ear and whispered, "The fourth girl is here?" ”

Wang Xiang didn't answer him, only nodded, took two steps forward, and then signaled to Fu Jun, who was following behind.

Seeing this, Fu Jun immediately stepped forward and was about to salute, but Mr. Tian smiled and waved his hand, and said in a normal voice: "Get up." As he spoke, he followed Wang Xiang and walked forward. Fu Jun and Xu Niangzi followed the rules, bowing down and following closely behind.

Previously, when he was passing through the secret passage, Wang Xiang had instructed Fu Jun that this interrogation was not trivial, so Fu Jun not only needed to disguise, but also to pretend to be dumb. After arriving at the destination, she couldn't say a word, and all the exchanges were written conversations, and Mr. Tian and him would answer by themselves.

For this strange request, Fu Jun was a little incomprehensible at first, and then thought about it carefully, but he was relieved.

Wang Xiang's move was to hide her identity as much as possible.

After all, Fu Jun is the daughter of the Hou Mansion, her father is the prefect of Ningbo, and her maternal grandfather is the prefect of Gusu. As a woman, it is too far to be involved in this kind of thing, and if people know her true identity, then her future reputation will not be considered.

Therefore, since leaving the secret passage, Fu Jun has completely entered the plot and dutifully played the role of a little guy who can't speak. One step is not enough, and one eye is not seen. He only walked quietly behind Wang Xiang and Mr. Tian.

This is a quiet farmhouse yard, which is quite clean. The place where they came out was in a utility room in the northeast corner of this courtyard. Out of the room, there was a small courtyard, and looking at the direction led by Mr. Tian, it was to the row of houses in the northwest corner.

Fu Jun walked while looking at the small courtyard with his peripheral vision.

This yard is very ordinary, with houses and trees. There is also a small vegetable garden in front of the house. The courtyard wall is not a brick wall, but is made of loess. Through the two wooden doors that were not tightly closed, Fu Jun could even see the iron lock hanging on the courtyard door. No matter how you look at it. This small courtyard is extremely unremarkable.

Wang Xiang and Mr. Tian walked very fast, and Fu Jun didn't have time to look more, but only glanced at it in a hurry, and he had already walked in front of the row of earthen houses.

Mr. Tian took two steps ahead. Push open the door. The door seemed to be fully oiled, and it was silent when it was pushed open. The group quickly flashed into the house. Mr. Tian carefully closed the door again, and then said in a low voice: "In the kiln." ”

This room has only one window, and the light is very dim. Fu Jun didn't look up, and only barely made out the tables and chairs in the room by the residual light. They are all rough household goods, which are very in line with the characteristics of the farmhouse.

The crowd followed Mr. Tian again and walked through the inner room again. I came to a small patio.

The patio is surrounded by earthen houses, and you can't really find it if you don't walk in. And on the ground in the middle of the patio. But a boxy door opened, and it seemed to be the entrance to the kiln.

At this time, there were two people standing at the entrance. Fu Jun looked at them quietly, but saw that one of them was a middle-aged man dressed as a guard, and the other was a very terrifying little guy, with a face that didn't know what had grown, and it was so dark that he couldn't see his facial features at all, but he could only look young, about fourteen or five years old.

When the guard saw Wang Xiang and the others, he stepped forward to salute first, and Mr. Tian waved his hand to him, and he leaned over and opened the door of the kiln, revealing the steps inside. And the little guy also bowed to Wang Xiang and Mr. Tian, and said in a low voice: "I've seen Lord Wang, I've seen Mr. Tian." ”

As soon as this voice came out, Fu Jun's heart sank.

This voice is inexplicably familiar. She seemed to have heard it somewhere.

Fu Jun frowned slightly, and savored the voice in his heart.

Although the other party deliberately lowered his tone, he may even have stifled his voice a little. However, the slightly deep tone at the end, as well as the faint coldness naturally revealed in the tone, made Fu Jun feel that this voice was familiar.

Fu Jun's hand hidden in his sleeve clenched unconsciously, and countless thoughts surged out of his mind in an instant, and hundreds of memories flew by frame by frame like a movie replay.

And then, Fu Jun found that there was no figure of this little guy in those pictures.

Did you hear it wrong? Fu Jun secretly thought in his heart, people had already followed Wang Xiang and Xu Niangzi and walked forward, but he heard the little guy say again: "The little one is leading the way." ”

This time, his voice was a little louder than just now, and Fu Jun heard it very clearly. And that sense of déjà vu became stronger in this simple sentence.

Fu Jun was now sure that she must have heard this voice, and she had a feeling that the occasion when this voice appeared was very important to her.

But where did you hear his voice? Fu Jun raised his gaze slightly, walked back and forth on the back of the little guy, and then stood with his head down.

She certainly hadn't seen this man. A young man of such height and appearance has never appeared in her memory or in the memory of the original owner. However, she must have heard the voice of this little girl. What's going on here?

Fu Jun was very suspicious in his heart, but he didn't dare to stop, and followed Wang Xiang into the kiln.

Horn lanterns hang on the walls of the kiln, and the light is quite soft. Fu Jun walked down, staring at the tall and thin figure in front of him and looking carefully, constantly recalling in his mind.

There were only a dozen steps, and it was only a matter of moments. When Fu Jun's feet stepped on the flat ground, her eyes inadvertently swept over the four walls, but she saw that the lantern hanging on the wall emitted a blue-white light, illuminating the kiln very brightly.

Fu Jun's heart suddenly moved.

Lantern...... Candlepower...... Backwards to the distant streets...... Light and shadow on Suzaku Street...... The neighing of startled horses......

Fu Jun's heartbeat suddenly became very fast, and even his breathing couldn't help but become short.

She remembered!

She finally remembered where she had heard the little guy's voice!

On that night, on the night of the Shangyuan Festival when the moon was bright and the lights were gone, at the intersection of Wazi Lane in the South Building, a fast horse spurted out of the oblique spur and knocked down the pair of men and women who abducted her. And the knight had a conversation with a young man:

"Young master, my subordinates bumped into two people."

"Are you dead?"

Yes, it's this voice, it's this voice that says "no dead".

In Fu Jun's mind, the voice of "is it dead" is completely consistent with the voice of the little guy in front of him, "the little one leading the way". Although the former's voice is slightly immature, the voice at the moment is more mature. But the tone, tone, and the habit of a slightly deep tail note are completely consistent. (To be continued)

ps: Bow thanks to yueyue820926 for the monthly pass. The author came up weakly and asked for a monthly pass. Thank you all for your support.