Carambola's mouth was covered and she couldn't make a sound, but the person didn't click on her acupoint, so it was okay to struggle twice, but no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't seem to break free from that person.

Besides, she didn't dare to struggle very much, for fear that she would accidentally fall from mid-air.

It was very dark, and the star fruit didn't dare to look around, and she didn't know where she was being taken to, but she intuitively thought that since the person who came was not Luo Ye, it must be related to the person she fell there last time, and she couldn't help but be scared and nervous, and worried that her grandmother wouldn't be able to see her when she got up, and she didn't know if she could withstand this blow.

The man didn't seem to be afraid of the star fruit shouting anymore, but didn't want her to see anything, and his hand removed from her mouth and blindfolded her again.

"Let go of me!" Star fruit couldn't help but scream. "Let go of me! Let go of my ......"

"Save your energy! Even if someone hears it, no one will save you. The man spoke abruptly, and the star fruit felt that the voice seemed to have been heard, it should not be the cumin or Li De, she couldn't remember it clearly.

"I don't want to save my own strength!" Although star fruit knew that now was not the time to take advantage of her tongue, she couldn't help but shout, she didn't want to be locked up in that little dark room anymore, and of course she wouldn't miss any chance to be rescued. "Let go of me! Help......"

As soon as the shouting fell, she felt that she had been put down, her eyes were released, and her eyes lit up.

"Master, the little girl has already brought." Humanity behind you.

Carambola glanced back, and it was indeed the one who was called "cumin".

In addition to her, there seemed to be only two people in the room, one was "cumin", and the other was sitting with his back to her, giving people a very depressed feeling. It's not the obvious cold gloom of Luo Ye. Like an angular piece of ice, but the feeling of a small dark room, dark, damp, and dreary.

"Let's get out first!" The man spoke, and spoke. It's much milder than Luo Ye's.

"Yes!" Cumin took the order and left.

Seeing that the man refused to look back, the star fruit had to take the opportunity to look around, this room was simply furnished, but it was very bright and warm, much stronger than the small black house.

However, she knew that although there were only her and the man who was only willing to give her back in this room, she didn't know how many people were guarding the door. If she tried to escape, she would probably be in danger of dying on the spot.

"Sit down!" The man still didn't look back, but his tone was very calm. It makes star fruit very strange, how could a person who seems to have a gloomy breath coming from his bones use such a calm tone?

Under this calm, is there a turbulent undercurrent?

Don't worry about this for now, since people let her sit, it's better for her to sit down. Anyway, it's more comfortable to sit than to stand.

Carambola looked at it, and only there was a large chair on her right. I had to walk over silently and sit down, but I didn't speak. Looking at this person's attitude and tone, it seems that there is no malice towards her, but people can't look good, let alone just listen to the voice! Besides. Will someone who has no malicious intent let his subordinates lock her up in a small dark room?

The man slowly turned around, and star fruit realized that he was not sitting on a stool, but a kind of wheelchair-like thing. Or rather, it's a wheelchair, but it's a very simple one.

Unconsciously, the star fruit went to look at the man's legs.

"I was hit hard when I was a child, and I couldn't stand up!" The man didn't ignore the star fruit's gaze, and spoke in a flat tone, but the face had a silver mask, which should be made of silver.

Another one who doesn't want to show his true face, star fruit thought. However, since he can't stand on his legs, star fruit also understands his thoughts about not wanting people to see his appearance. Although his tone was indifferent, it made the star fruit even more pathetic.

"You, let your men bring me, what's the matter?" Carambola finally spoke, anyway, dialogue is a good way to communicate, if they are still haunted by her trespassing on their territory that day, she will definitely explain that not only will she not go to that place again, but even the people in the village will not go.

"Who are you Pei Yifan?" I don't want the person to startle the star fruit as soon as he speaks.

He actually knew Pei Yifan!

Could it be that she really got into trouble by mistake that time? These people sent someone to the village to investigate her details? And then what? What do you want to use Pei Yifan to blackmail her? Still is......

Star fruit felt a little confused, or thought of something but didn't dare to think about it.

"He's my brother." Carambola had to answer honestly, but she didn't explain to him that she wasn't her own brother or anything like that, and she also wanted to test how much they knew!

The man nodded, and looked at her with a very gentle gaze, as if he had no intention of harm, and did not speak again, but fell into deep thought.

Carambola felt a little stuffy, and when this person didn't speak, it immediately made people feel very depressed, as if he had a lot of things on his mind, and he felt very heavy. But Carambola didn't want to mess with him like this, she was sleepy or not, and it was the most necessary to find a way to go home before dawn.

"That, this brother." The star fruit still spoke very carefully. "Can I discuss something with you?"

"Say it!"

"If you feel bored and want to talk to someone, I can talk to you for a while, just talk at night, talk for half a night, it's nothing, but can you ask your men to send me back before dawn? Otherwise, my grandmother would have been worried, she was an old man, and she was the only relative of me and my brother, and I didn't want her to worry. ”

The man was wearing a mask, and although the star fruit couldn't see words or colors, it could be seen from his contemplative eyes that he didn't seem to have any malice towards her and Pei Yifan, at least for the time being.

"Wait, I'll let him send you back." The man glanced at the star fruit, said only that, and fell into deep thought again.

Star fruit felt very helpless, and wondered if your old man could talk for a while! When you speak, you give people a good feeling, how can you make people feel breathless when you are silent?

But people don't speak, and star fruit doesn't want to have nothing to say, he has promised her that he will send her back in a while, in case she says something wrong and provokes him, and he changes his mind, it will be troublesome.

It's just that her home is too unsafe now, no matter who she is, she can enter the yard if she wants to, which is terrifying. Even if she has encountered all kinds of strange things since she came here, and she can barely accept it, she is really afraid that the calm and peaceful life she wants will always be accidentally disrupted.

But, what can be done?

Uproot? Grandma wouldn't be willing. Besides, she was reluctant to leave the village. After all, the people who disturbed her were people from outside the village, and the people in the village were very simple and kind, and everyone got along very well, and the star fruit enjoyed the warmth of bathing in the sunshine every day.

Stay away from these people? Carambola felt that this was an impossible proposition, even if she had this intention, if others did not have this intention, she would not be able to do it. Whether it is Baili Qingcang, Kite Luoye, or the person in front of her, whether it has anything to do with her or not, it is up to others to decide, and she can only think about it.

What's more, if those people are relieved to have anything to do with you, even if you move, you will be found quickly.

O pathetic and poor vulnerable!

Star fruit was feeling sorry for herself here, and at the same time she was glad that she was still very adaptable, and she fell into deep thought after a while, not feeling too embarrassed, but unexpectedly, the man suddenly asked again.

"You're not your brother's own sister, are you? When did you meet Pei Yifan? ”

Although the man's tone was calm, it caused an uproar in the heart of the star fruit. I wonder what these people have found during the time she was recuperating in the town? I haven't heard anyone in the village tell her that there have been strangers in the village during this time! If so, everyone will definitely say it.

Could it be that everyone didn't want her to be scared and deliberately hid it from her?

Wrong! Star fruit thought of the two strange flowers called Tingyu and Zhang Han, when they arrived in the village, the village people did not tell them anything related to her, if there is a stranger to the village to inquire, everyone will not say, even if the other party looks like a good person, everyone must be very cautious.

In this way, these people don't know much, and they called her here today just to find out something from her mouth.

"I'm not my brother's sister, both of us were adopted by my grandmother, but we have the same feelings as brother and sister. You know, there was a war in the north more than ten years ago, and most of the people in our village came from there, and so did we. I don't remember exactly when my brother and I met. ”

Carambola was very conservative, trying not to tell the truth about the "when" question, so that if they had ever inquired about something, and now it was just to test him, they should not think that she was lying.

The man was silent, and began to speak again. Star fruit was helpless and could only passively enter a state of contemplation again.

In fact, she didn't think that she could also enter the detective state, for example, to observe the thinker, to imagine his face behind the silver mask, or to look at the furnishings in the room, to imagine what was the mechanism that could be connected to the place that had been made for her to discover.

However, in view of the lesson last time, she decided to try not to be too curious, besides, the masked man has inconvenient legs and feet, maybe he will be very sensitive to the gaze staring at him, she better not mess with him!

"Ziran, send the star fruit girl back." Before the carambola's contemplation could be fully activated, the masked man spoke again.

Star fruit exhaled quietly, although this masked man didn't seem to be very scary, but I also hoped that her experience tonight would not have a second time! (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the sachet of snowflakes ~ fluttering ~ drifting ~ and the pink ticket of the dragon chanting moon.