Song of Songs kept using his eyes to see if anyone was following him.
At this time, I didn’t dare to act rashly.
Fortunately, this journey was uneventful.
After walking on the mountain road for a quarter of an hour, I vaguely saw a small house in front of me.
The darkness shrouded it, showing its dilapidated condition.
Song of Songs' heart became more and more excited.
She knew that tonight, she would not return empty-handed.
But, strangely, Xiaonian stopped under a towering tree fifty meters away from the house.
"Master, please see, I found the book in the iron box in the hole of this big tree. I thought it was just a book before and didn't take it seriously, but Xiao Mao kept rubbing it.
Books, I just want to..."
"Wait a minute," Ya Ge interrupted him and asked, "Who is Xiao Mao?"
Xiaonian actually had a helper? I didn’t know this at all in advance.
Guo Xiaonian was stunned and understood instantly.
Answer: "Xiao Mao is a dog I raised. Its nose is extremely sensitive. No smell can escape its strong sense of smell. During the famine, my father almost killed it to eat. I tried my best.
He saved his life."
Isn’t that a police dog? Ya Ge was surprised.
Ask him: "You mean, that book has the smell of the person I'm looking for?"
But how could it be in a place like this or in a tree hole?
Guo Xiaonian nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, I am sure that the book is related to the person you are looking for; ever since I got the clothes and portrait that Aunt Zhuang gave me, I have been guarding the gate of the imperial city every night.
Finally, one time, I discovered the person in the portrait. At that time, she was accompanied by another woman. I followed them all the way here, and then they suddenly disappeared."
That dress was exactly what Concubine De had worn during her lifetime, and it retained her scent.
But the portrait belongs to the queen.
Ya Ge suspected that Concubine De was in the hands of the queen, so she decided to give it a try. But she didn't expect it, and Guo Xiaonian actually hit her.
Listen to Xiaonian continue: "After that, I followed them twice more, but the strange thing is that every time I followed them here, I lost sight of them."