Knight line GL

Qin Gutong returned to the side courtyard of the study building, working and resting as usual.

Tonight, the moon is shining like water, the wind is blowing the bamboo forest, and the empty greenery is shaking all over the courtyard.The sound of insects continued, and the jackdaws made noise.I don't know if it is because of Fang Weiai's words that she is a little restless today.

Qin Gutong sat up wrapped in a quilt, staring out the window in a daze.The square window is half open, and the waning moon hangs on the treetops, like a beauty leaning on the railing.

"It's autumn...no wonder." She whispered something.

Whenever the seasons change, she always feels a little uncomfortable.Master Fang is a master in medicine. He looked at her for her and said that she was seriously injured when she was young.Although he is recovering now, it is inevitable that some hidden dangers will remain.In the words, let her rest more and meditate.

Qin Gutong didn't really care about it, anyway, he was fine, neither hurt nor itchy.

She lay down, intending to sleep in the morning.However, the vague uneasiness was like an endless wave of waves, which made her toss and turn on the bed, unable to fall asleep.Somehow, I vaguely recalled that when I was young, I couldn't see clearly in the mist, and there seemed to be a figure hidden in the clouds and smoke, filled with the strange fragrance in the valley.

Nightingale passed by the window, Qin Gutong murmured, "Where are you?" Startled by herself, she simply got up and put on her outer robe, took the horizontal knife and went out into the study.

In the past, when Qin Rui was here, he urged her to practice martial arts all the time.In the martial arts field during the day, in the library at night.

In the daytime, Qin Gutong punched and brandished his sword vigorously, and the guards all watched and cheered.But at night in the study building, it was a different scene, punching the bookshelf, kicking the partition door, it was common for the nose to be bruised and face swollen, and the whole body to be bruised.

Not daring to cry, he flattened his mouth and peeked at his father beside him.In fact, he couldn't see clearly in the dark, but he could feel the menacing and gentle gaze.After a while, my father would come forward and squat down, put his big hands on top of her head, rub it, and sighed, "Oh, what will you do without me."

Unsheathed silently, waved invisible.

The father seemed to be still standing in the dark study building, silently watching his beloved daughter.The young warrior swung his knife between the bookshelves, his moves were vertical and horizontal, and his movements were like fish swimming in water.Qi energy wraps around the blade, and the tip of the cutting blade reflects the faint moonlight.

The thirteen styles of "捭叶刀技" include opening, relaxing, moving, hiding, yin, yang, opening, closing, vertical, and horizontal... the knife light is shining, the moves are progressive, and the girls who dare not cry grow up little by little.After the thirteen strokes were completed, Qin Gutong stood in the library holding a knife.The tip of the knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and there was no shadow in the pitch black.There seemed to be the whisper of the blade piercing the air in my ears, and my father's sigh would never sound again.

She stood alone in the middle of the aisle, and the rows of bookshelves were like giants, watching her silently.Putting the knife back into its sheath, fingers brushed the belt, and the hot fingertips touched the cold brass key.

Time stopped abruptly at this moment.

All the sounds around her suddenly amplified, filling her eardrums instantly.Qin Gutong stood quietly for a moment, silently tied the horizontal knife behind his waist, and walked into the study building step by step.

Bookshelves move, secret doors open and close.In the dark tunnel, the beating of heartbeat and breathing overwhelmed the sound of footsteps.

The moment the iron gate was opened, Qin Gutong felt regretful.She held onto the door frame with her hands, and was stuck in a dilemma, even the cold iron in her palm was warmed.You can't see anything in front of you, and you don't have to look back to know that there is darkness behind you.She is not a cowardly person, but the fear of death when she was young enveloped her like a demon.She longs for peace and yearns for a comfortable and peaceful life.

Even if you need to nod and bow to the master and master in charge of Fangfu, even if you are trapped in a study building full of dust and decay, everything you are familiar with can always make you feel at ease.

But for some reason tonight, I knew in my heart that I shouldn't, but I couldn't control my hands and feet.It seems that someone is bewitching - go and see, go and see.

All the wild thoughts dissipated the moment they stepped through the iron gate.Qin Gutong held his breath, trying his best to recall the position of each step, and walked out of the cave without knowing it.

Entering the valley, there seemed to be a faint fragrance, which instantly soothed Qin Gutong's restless and anxious heart.Looking up, I saw that the bright moon was covered by high mountains, only a small corner was exposed.The valley is quiet and bustling, the wings of the birds slid across the leaves, and the insects sang in the grass, calling for friends and others.The creek hits the rocks, crisp and sweet.There was no wind and coolness in the valley, Qin Gutong slowed down, feeling the peaceful and vibrant atmosphere.

Take a deep breath, the fragrance is full.The boredom in the chest disappeared, and the breath flowed smoothly throughout the body.

In the middle of the night, the sky is dark and the night is cool.Qin Gutong stood in the deep valley, not knowing where he was going.Naturally, she couldn't knock on Aunt Ci's wooden door.Although she has confidence in her own skills, it's not good if she disturbs the old man.Thinking of this, Qin Gutong simply walked aimlessly along the gravel road on the ground to the other side.

There is a faint fragrance in the air that seduces her.The fragrance is like the sweet-scented osmanthus in golden autumn, with a dazzling sweetness, and the tip of the tongue can't help producing body fluid.

Qin Gutong was dragged involuntarily.

It was dark in the evening, and the winding path led to seclusion, bypassing a clump of bamboo forests, and several houses appeared in front of my eyes.Qin Gutong felt a little vigilant in his heart, and watched from a distance.

The moon rises to the sky, illuminating the valley.

Qin Gutong hesitated again and again, clenched the handle of the knife, and slowly approached the row of three rooms.It was only when I got closer that I saw that they were all brick and tile houses, which looked exquisite and firm.It looks like an ordinary room with one light and two darkness, but Qin Gutong finds it strange and weird.

While wondering, she suddenly noticed someone behind her!Qin Gutong was startled, "噗!", drew his sword and turned around in one go.

This row of brick and tile houses is on a high ground, and there is actually a big house in a low-lying place on one side.Qin Gutong accidentally didn't notice it, and he didn't know how long the people in the room had been standing by the window?

The distance was too far, and the man was in the house again, hiding in the dark.Qin Gutong could only faintly see an outline.It felt like the other party was watching him silently and without interest.

"I don't mean anything malicious, I disturbed Your Excellency, and I apologize here." After a moment of stalemate, Qin Gutong retracted his knife and put his hands together to apologize.With such a long distance, Aunt Ci would never hear her.But this person lives in the valley, how could he not know Aunt Ci.

Qin Gutong secretly worried, annoyed at his recklessness.However, the people in the room still stood quietly by the window, not moving.Qin Gutong knew that he had better turn around and leave at this moment, and go back to sleep, as if nothing had happened.It's just that the heart that has been restless tonight is eager to try again at this time.

Take a deep breath, the sweet aroma fills the internal organs.Qin Gutong raised his hand to hold the handle of the knife tightly, then let go, and slowly approached.

The faint moonlight outlines the silhouette of the robe and hair, which is so thin that people faintly look forward to it.Suddenly the wind blew away the long hair on the man's forehead, his dark and empty eyes, and his pale face was covered with hideous scars!

Qin Gutong froze there, at a loss, and was covered in cold sweat when he came back to his senses.

The long clothes, blown by the wind, looked empty.Qin Gutong saw it in his eyes, felt terrified in his heart, and couldn't help shivering.