Chapter 1158: You came!

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After Feng Sujin had an analysis in her mind, she decided to enter the Dakun tribe first.
After entering the Dakun tribe with her cat, she unknowingly walked into the sphere of influence of the leader of Liang, and unknowingly walked outside Qiu Wenyu's tent.
Feng Sujin felt that all her actions seemed to be somewhat involuntary.
Maybe subconsciously she wanted to get close to the breath related to Jun Mohan.
Maybe she always felt that Qiu Wenmao knew Jun Mohan's whereabouts.
Maybe it was too lonely in space, she wanted to find a little about Jun Mohan's breath.
She felt that Qiu Wenmao must have concealed a lot of things.
Why is he here so coincidental?
Feng Sujin stood not far from the tent and didn't know how long he had stood.
When she returned, she noticed a problem, which was the extra quiet of the Da Kun tribe tonight.
Is it the tranquility before the storm, or something else?
As she meditated, she heard patrolling guards talking around.
"It's the cold winter season, so we can relax."
"Big guys have a good meal tonight, they eat and drink, and they will fight again after a while."
"The brethren were gone a few days ago, and after a while we fought, we don't know if we can come back alive."
"We have been in Da Kun for a long time, and we are used to fighting and fighting, but we have not fought so fiercely and fiercely in previous years ..."
"Drinking wine, it's time to set off firecrackers. The important festival in our Kunming Department is the Kunkun Festival. It should be lively and lively ..."
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The soldiers and guards were talking, and they seemed to be happy words, but they were as sad and desolate as if they were going to die.
Feng Sujin's expression moved, and she knew it. Today, the Da Kun Department is a piece of scattered sand, and there are too many casualties, but no one can control this situation.
Because the Da Kun Ministry is scattered, no one wants to be destroyed, and no one wants to be led by other leaders. After all, there is friction and hatred between the leaders.
Definitely no one is convinced and would rather take everyone to fight than compromise.
Therefore, the political situation of the Da Kun tribe can only be unified by war and blood donation.
It was the Hankun season, so it was so peaceful.
Feng Sujin's mind flashed some words that Jun Mohan said before.
He told her that the Hankun Festival of the Dakun tribe is very important and is more important than the New Year of the Empire, because this is the most traditional festival of the Dakun Ministry. It believes in the of the Dakun, and it is said that the of the Dakun had regulations a thousand years ago. There is no war.
Feng Sujin didn't know how long she had stayed outside, she was a bit distracted.
It wasn't until the crackling firecrackers sounded that she returned to her mind.
Such a lively day reminded her of Jun Mohan's company in any festival at that time in Beiquan City and the Empire.
Feng Sujin's expression was a little sad, and she walked forward quietly, near Qiu Wenyu's tent.
Because there will be no war on this day, the guards are relaxed, and the big guys will not notice that someone like Feng Sujin appears.
Feng Sujin originally wanted to knock on the door, but smelled a familiar scent.
It is the smell of dumplings.
She always felt the same as the scent in her memory.
She froze and opened the door quickly.
After opening the door, Feng Sujin quickly looked at any corner inside, but there was only Qiu Wenyu and a woman, and there was no Jun Mohan.
Seeing Feng Sujin's appearance, Qiu Wenjiu was not surprised, "You are here."