"Got it, let's go." Wanwan waved his hand, and Amon walked away step by step.

When Amon really left the house, Wanwan turned her head and saw Mo Zhiyu looking at her, so she said very unceremoniously: "What are you looking at, looking at this face in a daze?" ”

These words made Luo Bingqian next to her frown again.

But Mo Zhiyu shook his head and said, "I want to ask, do you really trust him?" ”

"What?" Wanwan didn't understand the meaning of Mo Zhiyu.

Mo Zhiyu continued: "You are not the kind of person who will easily trust people, why did you take the initiative to take off the human skin mask, what are you planning?" ”

"Whoever says I don't believe it, I really believe it." Wanwan laughed, but there was still a kind of disdain in her eyes, "Is it because you have been to such a world, so you don't believe in such things as 'faith' and 'faith' at all?"

But the existence of the evil sect is because of these two things, otherwise, why would a group of extremely vicious guys unite together? Because of him, a good world was promised to them. ”

"Create a world where everyone is equal?" Mo Zhiyu asked rhetorically.

"Looks like he mentioned it to you." Wanwan curled her eyebrows, looking indifferent, "You understand it like this." ”

Luo Bingqian looked at the conversation between these two people with a puzzled expression, of course she didn't understand it at all, but she saw that Mo Zhiyu's face also showed a rare seriousness, so she didn't ask more.

This topic can only go on here, Wanwan didn't even say hello, just lay down on the spot, and used a cushion as a pillow. Mo Zhiyu also asked Luo Bingqian to take a short rest here, and he got up and walked to the door, leaning his back against the door to take a nap.

Time passes minute by minute, and being in the underground without seeing the light of day is actually impossible to judge the passage of time, but Mo Zhiyu can do this, he seems to be taking a nap, but in fact, he counts the seconds of a night and calculates the time.

They had already spent most of the night before, and they were attacked by the five bounty thieves at about two o'clock in the morning, and the dawn time in this part of the northern border was six o'clock in the morning. They can rest for more than three hours.

Just as Mo Zhiyu counted to three thousand six hundred and fourteen seconds, he was keenly able to catch a slight vibration coming from outside the door.

The door of this stone room is naturally stone-stolen, and the door of the stone thief is of course quite soundproof, so Mo Zhiyu can only judge the situation outside by feeling the vibration from the door.

He had already heard several vibrations last night alone, including ants, earthworms, and voles. And this time the vibration was stronger than the previous one, and he was sure that it was the vibration of a human footstep, even if it was soft.

Sure enough, the shock was getting closer and closer to him, and it was coming here.

There was a slight "click" sound, and the mechanism outside the stone gate was activated, pushing open the stone door, and a person tiptoed in.

Last night, because everyone had to rest, Mo Zhiyu put out the candle on the table when he got up, and now the cave is dark, and the person who came in didn't even mean to raise the lamp.

He walked in slowly, moving forward almost in the dark.

But he didn't know that just behind him, in the darkness in the corner by the door, a pair of golden eyes were watching his every move.

The man slowly touched the edge of the table, then left and right on his body, and finally touched something, and began to point on the table.

But at this moment, only to hear a sound, a wind faster than this person's speed, just suddenly lit the candle on the table, illuminated the entire stone room, so that this uninvited guest was stunned on the spot.

And the two women who were supposed to lie at the stone table are now just two soft cushions with clothes!

"Who are you?" The calm voice came from behind the uninvited guest, so frightened that he quickly turned around, but when he turned around, his body trembled, and when he finally turned around completely, the eyes of Mo Zhiyu standing behind him flashed with surprise, because the person standing in front of him was not the person he imagined would appear, but the old man who had played the violin and sang on the hillside before!

"I'm ......," the old man listened to Mo Zhiyu speak the shepherd's language, and he himself spoke the shepherd's language, "...... I am Ondekonwen, a servant of Master Amun. ”

When the old man spoke, his eyes did not flicker, and his face was very steady, and he did not have the obscene feeling when he first entered the house.

At this time, Wanwan and Luo Bingqian, who had long been hiding in the corner, also walked out.

"Amon called you?" Wanwan asked with a look of scrutiny.

"Back to the eldest lady, yes." "Master Amun asked the old slave to summon the guests. ”

"What's the news?" Wanwan continued to ask.

"That's it...... It's already dawn outside," said Aang's Kangwen cautiously, "but the wind and snow are still very strong, and Young Master Amon thinks that it is not suitable to travel now, and I hope you will wait." ”

"Why didn't he come down on his own?" Wanwan immediately asked, not wanting to give Ang's Kangwen time to think and rest. It's an interrogation technique that throws questions in a row, always revealing the liar's flaws.

But Ang's Kangwen himself had a relatively honest face, and now looked a little pitiful against the backdrop of his momentum, and he was still unhurried when he answered, like a frail old man, although he may be about the same age as those present:

"Because Young Master Amon is preparing breakfast for the guests, and there were several waves of guests last night, Young Master Amon couldn't pull away, so he asked the old slave to summon him."

In the face of such an old man, even if Wanwan had momentum, he couldn't help but soften a little, but he still continued to ask: "Why didn't you knock on the door, but sneaked in, what were you going to order on this table just now?" ”

"The old slave is worried that it will disturb the guests, so he doesn't dare to disturb him." "Also, the old slave has a bad memory now that he gets older, and he has no candlestick, so he can only light the candles on the stone table. ”

Kang Wen of Ang said, pointing to the candlestick on the stone table with the fire fold in his hand.

So Wanwan's eyes finally softened, and then she said, "Go back and tell him, I know." Let him do his part, don't worry about us, and let us know when the snow is a little less. ”

"Yes." Ang's Kangwen nodded in response, and walked out cautiously again, almost exactly the same posture as when he had just entered.

(End of chapter)