He was not the only one who felt shocked in his heart. Tan Yue'er, who was beside him, looked flickering and asked softly: "How is it possible? Who can sneak into the central army tent quietly and kill Yan Mu." Fang Jun couldn't help but pat her shoulder and said slowly: "Okay, don't worry about this anymore. When Tianxi comes back, you will know after asking."

At this time, the guard guarding beside the coffin rubbed his arms with his hands, looked at the dark night around him with a slightly nervous expression, and said slowly: "Hey! Did you hear any sound just now?" "What sound?" A slightly dissatisfied voice sounded around him, and then a yawn came. "Voice! I heard that a person will return to his soul within seven days after his death. You and I are both guards in front of the general's tent, but they have not protected him. Do you think it was his ghost that has arrived?" Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and a slightly trembling voice sounded: "You, don't scare me..."

Fang Jun, who was not far away, saw that Tan Yue'er beside him had no focal distance and seemed to be still stunned. He glanced at the two people next to the coffin in the distance, and asked softly: "Yue'er, what's wrong with you?" Tan Yue'er, who gradually calmed down, suddenly came to her senses, turned around and said: "No, nothing, let's go."

At this moment, the trembling guard in front of the coffin suddenly grabbed the guard beside him and whispered in a trembling voice: "You, you are right, I seem to hear the voices."

It was already late at night. The soldiers in front of the Central Army's tent had already dispersed. There seemed to be no other sound around except for the breathing of the two guards in front of the coffin. At this moment, the two couldn't help but recall the scene of Yan Mu's tragic death in the tent, which made the two nervous and their hearing seem to become sharper. Only a faint sound came from a distance, triggering the sensitive and fragile minds of the two, making the two hug each other tightly.

Fang Jun, who was about to leave, suddenly saw the two spirit guards in front of the coffin and looked around carefully. Seeing that there seemed to be no one, he hugged them quickly. From the back, he seemed to be about to merge. The expression on his face was very rich. The corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and slowly said, "Damn, has homosexuality started to become popular in this era?"

As if he heard his murmur, Tan Yue'er, who had just turned around, was about to turn around. Fang Jun, who suddenly came to his senses, hurried forward a few steps and pulled her to sneak into the camp far away, because he was really unable to be sure whether the two people guarding in front of the coffin would directly stage a "living erotic palace".

Tan Yue'er, who was curious, was pulled by Fang Jun and gradually disappeared into the dark night. The two people trembling in front of the coffin seemed to be hugging them tighter.

The moonlit night was quiet, and in a dark camp in the Former Army’s village, a subtle sound was heard: “Fang Jun, you said that it’s been so long, why haven’t he come back yet?”

Fang Jun, who was beside her, knew who he was. He wanted to make a joke, but then he thought that the two of them had an opposite identity, so he should not touch the eyebrows. He pondered for a moment and said softly: "Tianxi said there are still some things to do to leave first, but your question reminded me that it was already midnight in the blink of an eye and it was time to come back."

At this time, Tan Yue'er beside him frowned slightly, and was about to say something, but a fire suddenly appeared outside the tent. There seemed to be more than one person. Fang Jun and Tan Yue'er in the tent couldn't help but look at each other, with a hurried look in their expressions.

Two soldiers muttered and walked in. One of them asked, "You said, why did the general lock up the young master today?" Another soldier said slowly, "Who knows! Today I seemed to hear quarrels outside the tent, but this is the first time I have seen the general so angry," "Forget it, let's take away the mattress and pillows quickly, so as not to make the general unhappy again," "Yes, you said yes, take it and go back quickly..."

The fire outside the tent gradually disappeared and the surroundings became quiet. Tan Yue'er behind the curtain couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He lifted the curtain and saw that there was no one everywhere. He frowned and walked out slowly, asking, "Fang Jun, why did Feng Zhidai suddenly be locked up by his father?"

Fang Jun beside him frowned and felt even more confused. The relationship between Feng Ang and his son has always been extremely harmonious. Now Feng Zhidi is suddenly imprisoned. Although he knows that he has no worries about his life, he still feels a little worried and nervous. An old saying in his mind is that people often say "Accompanying the king is like a tiger." Even if he is as close as a father and son, "big figures" are still moody. After a moment, Fang Jun let out a breath and looked at the door of the tent and said, "It seems that only when we find Tianxi can we figure out what has happened in the past few days." Seeing that he suddenly looked at Tan Yue'er beside him, he pursed his lips, and was silent for a moment and slowly said, "Well, I also want to know what happened on the night my father was forced to jump off the cliff."

In the dark night, Feng Zhidai was walking back and forth in a brightly lit tent. He seemed a little uneasy, but his eyes never seemed to leave the door. At this time, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground suddenly sounded outside the tent, and soon two figures sneaked towards the door of the tent. The sound outside the tent could not be hidden from Feng Zhidai, so he stopped and stared at the door of the tent.

At this time, two figures suddenly flashed in. After seeing the person clearly, Feng Zhidai couldn't help but step forward and asked, "Yiai, Miss Yue'er, why are you here?" Fang Jun couldn't help but explain, "I saw two soldiers going to your room to take away the mattress and pillow. I knew you were locked up by General Feng, so I couldn't help but sneak up." Feng Zhidai couldn't help but show a look of silence, looking at Tan Yue'er who was silent on the side, and suddenly said, "You can't stay here, I'll send you out."

Seeing that his expression suddenly became severe, Fang Jun was stunned, his deep eyes seemed to have become brighter, and although he had never spoken, he was a little more sharp. At this time, Tan Yue'er suddenly walked forward and looked at him with a burning look, as if she wanted to see something in his eyes. He had a little stiffness in his tone and asked slowly: "Feng Zhidai, have you discovered something?"

Feng Zhidai's expression changed, and he looked outside the tent and said, "This is not a place to talk, so let's go out and talk!" Tan Yue'er, who walked up to him, couldn't help but feel silent. At this time, Fang Jun, who was standing beside him, suddenly reached out and grabbed the arms of the two of them and said, "Tianxi, you're right. We can't stay here anymore. If you have anything to say."

The breeze blew the hills in the dark night, and gurgling water came from the bushes not far away, and the cries of insects came from the tall grass from time to time. The rustling sound of stepping on the weeds slowly disappeared as Fang Jun and the other two gradually stopped.

Under the soft moon shadow, Tan Yue'er suddenly asked, "Feng Zhidai, don't you have something to say to us?" At this time, Fang Jun, who was beside him, suddenly stopped his steps, and his eyes slowly turned, as if he showed a strong interest. At this time, Feng Zhidai's figure couldn't help but pause, licked his rosy lips, looked at the two of them and asked slowly, "Miss Yue'er, do you know that my father had signed a covenant with your clan?"

Tan Yue'er looked at Fang Jun who was stunned, and seemed to not want to hide it from him. He nodded slightly and said, "Uncle Zhan Shi once told me, but he didn't expect your father to betray his faith." At this time, Feng Zhidai seemed a little embarrassed and breathed a breath of turbid air and said slowly: "I don't know, but that night, General Tan Daqu stabbed my father and escaped, and a major incident happened in the army at that time."

At this time, Fang Jun, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but ask, "What happened?" Feng Zhidi looked at the two of them and said slowly, "Yan Mu was stabbed to death in the big tent." Fang Jun couldn't help but look at Tan Yue'er, as if he was not shocked by the matter, and asked, "Who did it?" Feng Zhidi paused for a moment, looked at Tan Yue'er beside him, and said, "It was the person sent by Tan Daqu coach." Tan Yue'er was shocked and hurriedly said, "Impossible, my father went down the mountain alone, and he had no one around him."
Chapter completed!