A mansion with a large tree on the lawn in front of the door came into view, and Ji Lun immediately confirmed that this was his home.

The shrub fence wall, the door frame with the vine wrapped around the iron frame, there is no courtyard gate, and the door of the house is locked.

After a little thought, Ji Lun found the key to the house from under the second pot of flowers from the left under the windowsill not far from the door.

As soon as the door opened, I smelled a familiar smell, a mixture of family scents and jasmine flowers.

As soon as Ji Lun was in a trance, he remembered that his mother never used perfume, the soap corner used for laundry was an old brand, and the whole family used a kind of medicated soap to wash their hands and wipe their bodies, plus his mother had a soft spot for jasmine, so the smell of the home was relatively strong and distinctive!

"It's useful!" Guillen clenched his fists.

I thought about using the stimulation of 'home' to retrieve my memory, at least part of it.

Now it looks like it's working.

This result was a bit addictive to him, and he couldn't wait to find the next breakthrough point to get his memories back.

He walked without deliberately choosing the direction, and the first room he entered was a bedroom, and by looking only at the style and arrangement of the furniture, he could be sure that it belonged to a grown woman, and that she lived alone.

The smell of the room and a bedside lamp felt familiar to him, and there was no resonance.

There are three more rooms on the second floor, and the double bed in the utility room makes him feel familiar, and now looking here, it is a utility room.

It is true that I found a room with obvious characteristics of the little boy, which should theoretically belong to him, but I didn't feel much after seeing it, just like visiting someone else's child's room.

This situation disappointed Ji Lun, and even panicked a little.

This is a mansion where no adult men exist, which excludes the possibility of the mother remarrying and having other children, and he is also familiar with the house itself, and even knows where the spare house keys are hidden.

But his own room was completely untouched, it was really hell, even if he had been in the hospital since he was 8 years old, it was impossible to leave no impression at all.

Pushing open the last room on the second floor, there is a pink children's room, the children who live here should not be more than three years old, a baby bed with a guardrail, and a little cloth boy and a star bed bell hanging from the bed.

Children who have lived here won't own stuffed animals, because curly-haired teddy bears aren't suitable for children who are likely to catch and chew and swallow everything.

He really didn't find the cloth bear that the little girl said could be matched.

The furniture in this room is not only old and outdated, but also lacks cleaning, and the beds are covered with white sheets, which is obviously different from the treatment of the little boy's house.

Back on the first floor, Ji Lun came to a half-cubicle and drank a glass of water before gradually calming down.

"There are pictures in the study. On the wall of the study, he saw some pictures hanging, and the adult women in them he recognized at a glance as his mother.

But in the photo, the boy's face is blurred with his mother, just like the middle-aged officer in the photo he saw in the hospital director's room being 'processed' by the little boy.

"How so?"

Ji Lun finally didn't calm down, rummaged through the cabinets, and soon found some photos, and even found a small photo album, but without exception, the boys' faces were blurred, no matter how old they were.

The photo of the baby girl, equally blurred.

With a bit of frustration, he sat back in his chair, his gaze inadvertently drawn to a stack of letterheads as he looked for photos.

"Unsent letterhead. Am I the recipient?" After a moment's hesitation, Ji Lun opened the letter and began to read.

Juanxiu's beautiful small characters, the glyphs are rounded and rounded, and the format is neat, reflecting the gentle character and disciplined characteristics of the writer, and the overall style of the room decoration is also in line, simple, simple, orderly, somewhat dull and light.

The content of the letter is mainly a description of trivialities and longings, and some passages are as follows:

“...... My dear, my mother knows that you will be back soon, but I still can't help but miss you, all the time, you are not there, I don't want to come back to this home, and the emptiness makes my mother uncomfortable......"

"Mom's warm feet, it's snowing today, Snow Dragon Superman is back, the same as last year, the year before last, and the year before last, the same as the year before last, nothing has changed, but you are not there, Long Superman is also listless, the wind is blowing at night, Mom is scared, and her feet are cold......"

'Son, my mother misses you so much, her heart has gone with you, only an empty shell is left, she doesn't want to eat, she can't sleep, she just wants to see my baby, she loves you......"

Unconsciously, Ji Lun burst into tears, not only because of his mother's longing for him and the mottled tear stains on the letterhead, but also because of the content of the letterhead and scattered memories, he felt that he was not allowed to visit, and all the letterhead items could not be sent.

"Ah......" Ji Lun raised his head, as if he was about to hold back his tears.

At the same time, the fog in the town had disappeared, and the sun had set, but a large cloud of fire had formed in the sky, and the whole sky, as well as the town, was covered in red light, as if covered with blood.

"The Imperial Army is coming!"

The study window was blown open by a gust of wind, and the panicked shouts and screams accompanied by exclamations reached Ji Lun's ears.

"Imperial Army ?!!"

Instinctively, Ji Lun felt disgusted in his heart, and seemed to immediately recognize that it was the enemy, and after only a little thought, he went straight to the kitchen, and there was a set of kitchen knives on the kitchen counter, so he simply took it with the knife seat.

This is not enough, these kitchen knives are okay with throwing, not with combat weapons, he came out of the side door of the kitchen and went straight to the garage.

There are no adult men in the house, there is no qualified tool room, and it is even part of a garage, but it is worth a walk.

In front of the corner gate, Ji Lun pushed the door and was in a trance.

There was a basement in the garage, and when he was a child, he found that his mother said that it was an abandoned storage cellar, and he wanted to explore it, but because of his young age, the entrance was pressed by a long iron shelf, and he never got his wish.

Now that I think about it, according to women's habits of tidying up their homes, it is very likely that they will find steel bars and iron pipes there.

In fact, the little boy's room was a baseball bat, and the hospital experience made him very disoptimistic about blunt weapons, and the idea was a combination of blades and iron pipes, short spears, axes, and pickaxes.

Ignoring the sporadic memories that woke up, he kicked open the locked corner door, and the garage had only a row of windows, high and small, close to the eaves, through which the blood-colored skylight shone on the opposite wall, not only did not bring light to the room, but also darkened the shadow area.

In this darkness, Ji Lun saw a figure flashing, and at the same time, he felt empty in his arms, and touched his hand through his clothes, and the stuffed bear Aji disappeared.

"Who?" Ji Lun did not hesitate, leaned down, pulled out a boning knife from the knife holder in his left hand, flipped his hand, skillfully pinched the tip of the knife, put the knife base down, reached out to touch the light switch, his eyes were always staring at the shadow area, ready to throw the knife at any time.

Toggle the switch and the light doesn't come on.

Ji Lun stood with his back against the wall where the corner door was located for a while, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the light in the shadow area, and then carefully investigated.

There is a heavy iron frame against the wall, on which objects are placed, there is a small workbench in the corner, and on one side is a high-speed iron leather cabinet for one person, and it has been useless to see the dust for some time.

Ji Lun pondered, leaned against the wall, changed the angle to observe, and looked below, but there was no one.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of light and shadow in the corner of the corner door, Ji Lun chased out the corner door, and looked around, there was no one and no suspicious traces.

Back in the garage, there was an unexpected discovery.

"It's a sword!"

A long sword in a crusty sheath, stretched out, chilling.

This is a handmade sword, double-sided symmetrical double blood groove, the sword spine is heavy, like a whole strip, from the counterweight of the handle to the tip of the sword, twisted cross sword, the hilt is flat, the user confirms the direction of the blade, and also wraps the non-slip leather rope, it can be said that it can be used immediately, it does not need to be changed, and even the counterweight does not need to be adjusted, he tried it with his fingers, and the balance is very good.

Ji Lun carefully observed it through the small round mirror before holding the sword in his hand.

The sword was heavier than he had expected, and when it was replaced by a hospital adventure, he was unable to play with this weapon, but now it is different.

With this sharp blade, the purpose of coming to the garage is successfully accomplished, but the direction of the tip of the sword is the basement, so it's good to take a look and know it.

Removed the iron frame, pulled the pull ring on the door cover, and pulled hard, and in the dust, the stone steps were revealed.

Ji Lun frowned, he originally thought that he would see a vertical staircase, or just a steep wooden staircase, but he didn't expect it to be a stone, stone basement, for the grade of this mansion, it seems excessive.

Just as Ji Lun was about to climb the stairs, his protruding feet stopped, and a creepy feeling flooded in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, this feeling appeared when he was about to explore the pool in the hospital spa room.

Ji Lun stopped, hesitated, put down the cover, and moved back to the iron frame.

I took a small coil of rope in the garage and carried it on my shoulder, hid the gears and necklace among the little boys, cleaned it up, thought about it and brought a thousand yuan in cash, and climbed over the wall from the backyard.

Outside the backyard wall, there is a square brick paved alley, and opposite the courtyard wall is a row of mansion backyards, which basically have back doors.

There are few people walking in the alleys, and weeds grow tenaciously in the walls or brick cracks, and the original remoteness makes it even more desolate.

The land in the town is not expensive, and there are many such structures in the residential area, and he is very familiar with it, and he should often play with his friends in this place when he is a child.

He came out over the wall, a back door more than ten meters away was pushed open, and four men came out, holding weapons, and when he saw Ji Lun, the youngest eyes lit up, and he was about to say hello, but the eldest stopped him.

The tall and thin man with stubble muttered a few words to the three of them, and then nodded at Ji Lun, and the four of them trotted away along the alley.

"A plate of scattered militia townspeople, to the imperial soldiers...... I can't save you, I can only try to avenge you. Looking into the distance, Ji Lun sighed and walked towards the alley.

I remembered some useful information, a road map, and the shop from my house to the east of the town.

When I was a child, the store with a wide variety of goods was a food mountain and a toy distribution center, and the road was memorized for this purpose.

This time, in addition to wanting to get some daily necessities, the main thing is to get a map of the town, just after the crossroads of the old man, he saw from a distance on the road ahead, suddenly there were armor soldiers pouring out, although there were only hundreds, but the footsteps were stacked, and the long tassels on the hood flashed with cold light.

Ji Lun suddenly fell silently, hiding behind a tree, his eyes also revealing a cold light.