Chapter 214: Three Watches
The moon outside the window is like water, and the waves flow under the corridor.
The toes stepped silently, like walking in a stream.
Taiwei listened quietly to the sound of the wind for a moment.
The wind came from the north, and the sleeves of the clothes were blowing.
Such a night, such a moon, such a wind - all give her the illusion of going back in time. She stood under the porch, methodically pulling up her sleeves.
The ribbon went around the arm and pressed tightly against the sleeve.
The wind is immediately reduced.
The moonlight is brighter.
As soon as Hao's wrist was closed, the figure flew out of the corridor and climbed onto the roof ridge like frost and moonlight. The girl's light figure is like smoke and mist at this moment, shoulder to shoulder with the wind.
The wind grew louder and louder, and her pace of progress became faster and faster.
The mother-in-law on duty at night was blindfolded and drowsy, and Hugh said that if someone was walking on the roof, even if someone passed by her, she might not be able to find it.
Taiwei glanced down, and when she came back, she was going to withdraw this woman.
Falling in her breath, she jerked back and snaked down the wall.
Between the movements, there was still not the slightest sound.
Her vomiting has also become different from usual.
The mother-in-law on night duty won't notice her, but I'm afraid there are other people in the house watching her. Her father's old fox, with his cunning tail exposed, could no longer be called a straw bag.
Taiwei held her breath and went down the wall and dodged into the darkness.
The route she took advantage of the chaos to escape from the house back then is still deeply imprinted in her mind.
Even though she was still a stupid little girl at that time, her ability to find her way was still first-class.
Master calls that talent.
It's good to not be chaotic in danger, but it doesn't matter if it's chaotic.
After all, chaos is chaotic, and most of the steps under your feet can survive.
Therefore, no matter what the master is by, he must be staring at the light work. She always likes to say that the ability to escape is much more practical than the ability to do it. There are people outside the world, and there are people outside the world, and kung fu is a thing that is far better than dabbling in everything but not being proficient in it to save your life.
It's because she has studied hard and practiced hard, and only this one can really be mastered.
As for the side, it is all flower fist embroidered legs, not topped.
Taiwei was moving forward quickly in the dark, thinking of the days when she practiced back then, and she felt a little nostalgic in her heart.
She misses Master......
I don't know if Master's illness has reached the time of attack.
I don't know if Master and her old man are still alive......
She didn't know anything, like a blind bird, flying around, but she couldn't fly three steps before she fell.
What if that day came and she didn't wait for Master in that broken temple?
Will their fate in this life not come again?
For her, Master is another mother.
Without Master, there would be no later Qi Taiwei.
Without that Qi Taiwei, there would be no current her.
Pain or happiness.
Life is really missing a period of time, and there will be no more completeness.
In the wind, she remembered what Xue Huaijian had said to her.
- Are there any immortals in the world?
- She didn't believe it.
- but he longed for it.
If so, maybe he can get back the memory that disappeared without a trace.
When he gets it back, he's a complete person.
If he can't find it, he will always be crippled and ruined.
Has the person she met back then already regained his memory?
Those things that could not be verified gave her a headache.
If it was false, why did he lie to her? If it was true, then he had already remembered everything......
So what is everything?
Curiosity was like a newborn vine, one by one wrapped the heart in her chest.
With each beat, the hand made of the vine slowly tightened.
Curious...... Sure enough, it is a weapon that can kill.
Taiwei finally came out of Jingningbo's mansion.
The sky outside the house looked brighter and brighter.
The sky was open, and the moon seemed to be a few inches rounder.
Such weather and moonlight are not suitable for night walking.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, so it is the top.
It's a pity.
Taiwei sighed silently, gathered his mind and raised his head to the wall. Fortunately, at this hour, there are very few living people still walking around in the night. She covered her face and tied her sleeves, like a fish in water, melting into the night.
The evening breeze brushed her cheeks.
It's winter.
She went straight to the Xuanping Marquis Mansion.
There was no one outside the Hou Mansion, not even a single cricket.
The nights of this season are really deserted compared to the summer nights. All insects and birds have disappeared cleanly, as if they had never existed in the world. In addition to the sound of the wind, it is still the sound of the wind.
I don't know what kind of tree there are outside the Hou Mansion, and the leaves of the full tree have fallen completely, and there is not even a single one left.
Taiwei wanted to go up to the tree to take a look, but when she looked up at the tree from a distance, she immediately stopped thinking.
As soon as she stood on such a tree, she would slap her eyes like a ghost.
In the middle of the night, it's better to be careful.
After thinking about it for a while, Taiwei Fei landed on the high wall of the Hou Mansion.
The garrison of the Zhenyi Division, with her current skills, is not easy to say, but this Xue Huaijian has not put any thought into the mansion above, not to mention that it is as easy as a hand, it is definitely not difficult.
In addition, there has been no trace of the Restoration Army in Beijing recently, and the guards have relaxed a lot.
The human spirit is not much if it is tense for a day, but if a string is stretched every day, this string will be broken sooner or later. As soon as you find that the situation has calmed down, you will subconsciously relax.
To this day, the remnants of the Restoration Army do not know where to go, and the King of Xinling, who is the leader, does not know whether he is alive or dead.
Except for Yang Jue and others, no one cares about it.
Taiwei's body was as light as a swallow and slipped into the house.
The guards inside came and went, and in terms of strictness, it was still much stricter than that of Jingningbo's Mansion.
She didn't know if Xue Huaijian was in the mansion tonight, but it didn't matter if she wasn't there, what she was looking for, it would only be more convenient if he wasn't there.
This mansion is still the same as in the old days, and it is very similar to the layout of Jingningbo Mansion.
She moved in the direction of the study like a ghostly guardian of the palace wall. If someone inadvertently glimpses it, they will only think that it is a gust of wind, a shadow, and they will never think that it is actually a person.
A moment later, Taiwei saw Xue Huaijian's study.
Just as Master said.
The ability to find a way to find things is her talent.
She was born with it, but she lacked skills.
And Master taught her the tricks.
The guard on night had just gone in the other direction, and there was no one around, except for a few distant and dull footsteps that were carried in and away by the wind.
Hidden in the dark, he took off the hairpin and pressed it hard against the jade embedded in it.
A very light sound, "click"-
The tip of the hairpin blooms like a lotus flower, revealing the delicate astragalus.
Taiwei took out the thing, held it in her mouth, inserted the hairpin back into the hair room, and held her breath to unlock the lock.
But in an instant, the lock post moved, and the door was opened.
Such a lock is simply effortless.
She leaned sideways into the door.
Suddenly, there was the sound of hurried footsteps in the wind.
The moment the door closed, Taiwei saw the lights in the distance flashing like stars, and a large area lit up.