"Okay. ." National Day nodded and didn't ask any further, secretly took a photo and sent it to a small group of three.

[Jiang Lang, Jiang Shang, Zhang Yu]

Zhang Yu: [Picture]

Zhang Yu: There is a heavy sandalwood scent in this room, exactly the same as the one on the bugs.

Yun Song was attracting Wan Hua's attention, without looking at her phone, only Jiang Fuyue answered him.

Jiang Shang: Aren't all sandalwood scents the same?

Zhang Yu: It's different. The sandalwood here and on the bugs are mixed with a little blood.

Jiang Shang: Why didn't you mention it at the time?

Zhang Yu: I thought it was your blood.

Jiang Shang: Then I'll investigate that room.

Zhang Yu: Well, I am with you.

After leaving the building, there were a lot fewer pedestrians on the road.

Jiang Fuyue glanced at National Day, and coughed violently, piercing his lungs, almost coughing out his throat.

"Cough-cough-cough-cough!!"

Yun Song knew that Jiang Fuyue himself was very healthy, there must be a reason for doing this suddenly, so he stopped and pretended to be concerned to support him: "What's the matter, Shang Shang? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Wan Hua also heard the sound and came over: "Is it a cold? I have cough syrup at home."

"No." Jiang Fuyue shook her head, gave Yun Song a look, lowered her head and said, "I'm not feeling well. I want to go back."

After receiving his message, Yun Song said, "Then I'll take you back."

"No, you go, I'm enough by myself." Pushing him, Jiang Fuyue limped herself. Walk back abruptly.

Seeing this on National Day, Yun Song took the initiative to ask Ying: "I'll take him back."

"Okay."

Knowing that they must have a plan, Yun Song watched them leave, then turned around and continued to talk to Wan Hua: "A mudslide happened, is your mountain spring okay? ?"

Wan Hua looked back and smiled, "It's definitely fine, my grandfather said that no matter what happens, the mountain spring will not change."

"Is that so? It's amazing."

Maintaining a gentle and handsome appearance, Yun Song is somewhat Thinking is not concentrated. He secretly took out his mobile phone and saw that in the group chat, Jiang Fuyue said that he and the National Day were already in front of the door, and asked him to find out the details of the mountain spring.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he put away his phone and continued to talk with Wan Hua. The sunny and handsome smile fascinated this little girl who had lived in a mountain village since childhood, giggling and trembling all the way.

On the other side, Jiang Fuyue and Guo Qing discovered that on the way back, there were more passers-by who had dispersed, and they were watching over them instead of Wanhua.

It was not until the National Day that Jiang Fuyue entered the room and the curtains were closed, and the pedestrians gradually dispersed.

But in inconspicuous places, there are always people appearing, looking inside intentionally or unintentionally.

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