The night was dark and dark, different from the past. There were no stars or moon above our heads, and even the wind seemed to be hot and stagnant.
The soldiers patrolling the courtyard seemed to be affected by the sultry air. Even their walking pace unconsciously slowed down, but they still straightened their backs for fear of being punished.
The starless night was much dimmer after all, and there was silence in the attic.
On a night without light, the Weapons Pavilion was so dark that it was even more difficult to see clearly.
But there was a faint blue light, glowing in the middle of the night.
On a nanmu bridge table, there is a knife.
In the dim room, even without any light shining on it, it was still there quietly, glowing like water.
Glorious swords were hung all over the walls, and fine weapons were displayed on the shelves, giving off a cold atmosphere.
A shadow stopped in front of it.
Nan Liyu's eyes fell on Ji Shi Dao.
There is a Qimen Dunjia set up outside the Weapons Pavilion, and the door lock was made by Master Wu Qingzi, the world's number one Xuanmen master. Extraordinary people cannot enter or exit easily.
This is also the reason why Nan Liyu can easily return to the weapons pavilion.
There are many soldiers holding handles around, but here, no one is watching.
He took out a piece of pure white silk from his arms and carefully took the Jishi knife off the shelf. The knife glowed blue in his hand.
Nan Liyu wrapped the Jishi knife in his hand layer by layer with silk cloth, and the blue light suddenly disappeared in his hand.
He pinned the knife behind his back and took another look at the weapons around him.
There are many fine weapons on display here, some of which were presented by the sect as gifts for past celebrations, and some of which were trophies obtained by Yunzhong City for the injustices in the world.
Naturally, he likes people who practice martial arts like Nan Liyu.
It's a pity that he won't be able to do this again in the future. He thought about it regretfully and sighed softly. The sigh echoed in the empty attic and passed through each weapon.
After just this glance, he no longer felt nostalgic. He quickly walked to the door, leaned on the door and held his breath for a while. It seemed that no one was passing by, and then quietly opened the door.
As the door of the weapons loft closed again, the only light coming from the distance was blocked, and the loft fell into darkness again.
Like a ghost, it appears and disappears without anyone noticing.
His figure disappeared into the dark night and swept towards the place in the distance where the candlelight was like stars in the dark night.
White candles were lit in every corner of the house, illuminating the room as if it were daytime.
As he gets older, Gongsun He always feels that his ability to see is much worse than when he was young, especially at night, so whether he is at home or out, he always likes to let his subordinates light up the place where he lives, so that he can He saw nothing without any fuzzy trouble.
But in the hot summer, so many white candles made the whole room even hotter. Sweat flowed down his back like a waterfall, making him look a little anxious.
In the past, at home, there were maids and maids standing by to fan him and drive away some of the heat, but now that he was out on the march, he couldn't be too showy.
But Sun Tian couldn't stand it any longer, and whispered: "General, seeing that you are so hot, why don't I extinguish some candles for you? It just so happens that the night is already deep."
Gongsun He had already taken off his armor and was sitting by the desk in his underwear, watching today's report. However, he still couldn't stop the hot summer night. His fingertips seemed to be on fire. He had to put down what he was holding and asked. Said: "What time is it now?"
"It's already three o'clock."
"That's all, blow it."
After receiving the order, Sun Tian immediately went to every corner of the room and blew out the lit candles one by one. As the candles were extinguished one by one, the room gradually became darker, but the stuffy feeling just now was not the same. A lot has disappeared.
When only the last candle was left on the table, Sun Tian opened the window on the side. Although the summer wind was equally hot, it could dispel a lot of the stuffy atmosphere in the room.
He cupped his hands and said, "General, please rest early, and your subordinates will take their leave first."
Gongsun He nodded slightly, and Sun Tian exited the room after receiving the response.
Gongsun He stood up, stretched out, twisted his aching waist, half-bent to the table, blew out the candle, then turned around and tried to walk to the bed.
But the moment he turned back, a cold light flashed past his eyes. He secretly screamed something bad and wanted to step back, but he couldn't react.
A knife with a cold light was placed on his neck.
His eyes met.
They are a pair of very beautiful eyes. The deep black eyes seem to look a little different from ordinary people.
But there was something familiar about it, and Gongsun He was stunned for a moment.
Where have you seen it?
But the owner of the eyes spoke: "General Gongsun, long time no see."
It's him?
Gongsun He was suddenly startled, and what flashed through his mind was the beautiful man with white hair as white as snow.
The fairness of her skin was probably not comparable to that of the royal daughter. Even a warrior like him couldn't help but sigh when he saw it.
But isn't he dead?
Although Gongsun He did not have the delicate thoughts of a civil servant, he had been an official for so many years, and he immediately realized in his heart that it was no wonder that the Holy Emperor needed to use the Xuanwei Army to deal with Yunzhong City. It seemed that Ranchen was not difficult to deal with. He was afraid. It was the mysterious Master Wen who joined forces with the Lord of Yunzhong City back then.
"Teacher Wen, I'm really surprised to see you here." Although the thoughts had flashed through his mind thousands of times in the blink of an eye, Gongsun He spoke expressionlessly, his eyes From the man in black on the opposite side, he fell on the short blade he put on his neck, "I heard that you died in southern Yunnan a few years ago. It turned out to be the rumored Grand Master Wen who was able to come back to life. ability."
At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He was confused by Manager Lin's words a few days ago. These days, he only thought about using the people of Yunzhong City to force Ranchen to show up, but he forgot that late at night, there was also another person who was targeting them. It's an excellent time to appear.
The corner of Wen Jirou's mouth under the black gauze curled up slightly, and she stretched out her other hand, using her two fingers as a guide, and pointed at the acupuncture points on Gongsun He's shoulder and waist like lightning. At the same time, she withdrew the hand holding the short blade.
Gongsun He immediately reacted and wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move at all.
Wen Jirou reached out and pulled off the black gauze on her face.
"Sure enough, it's you." Gongsun He saw the familiar yet unfamiliar face under the veil. He didn't panic and just said lightly, "Master Wen visited my room at night. I think he came here for Yunzhong City."
Wen Jirou did not speak, but suddenly asked: "When you and I were officials in the same dynasty, although General Gongsun and I did not have a close relationship, we had heard a lot of rumors. General Gongsun also had excellent results on the battlefield. People, but they didn’t know that today, they would actually take out their anger on the lives of innocent people?”
Instead of attracting the Lord of Yunzhong City, he actually attracted Wen Jirou?
Gongsun He felt a little surprised.
