It was night, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the light was like mercury dragging the ground, and the entire Governor's Mansion was like a layer of silver armor. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the silence, people happened to be asleep, and even the night breeze was gentle, for fear of waking up the sleeping people.

Dugu Wei was bizarre in his dreams, sitting alone on the high platform for a while, with a slender instrument on his lap that could not be named, playing unknown music, and the audience applauded like thunder.

After a while, she dreamed that a man dressed in strange navy blue clothes was lying in a pool of blood, and she couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she couldn't breathe uncomfortably.

It was like a stone blocking his chest, and he couldn't go up or down, but he suddenly woke up in depression and found that his hands were placed on his chest.

She lowered her arms and breathed a sigh of relief.

The air suddenly became heavy for no apparent reason.

She couldn't tell why, and for no reason, she suddenly felt an alarm, as if there was a fierce beast hiding in the dark night, and it would open its bloody mouth and pounce at any moment.

An inexplicable tension oppressed her, she couldn't breathe, and her hair stood on end.

Looking out through the gauze tent, the thin veil of cicada wings could not block her vision in the slightest.

The white moonlight shines through the windows, illuminating the interior brightly, lining the shadows of the walls and cabinets more and more black.

The contrast between black and white is inexplicably gloomy in the silence.

Dugu Weiwei inadvertently swept his eyes, almost exclaimed, and hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

There's a dark shadow outside the window!

Looking at the image should be a person.

She was taken aback by surprise and immediately covered her mouth for fear that she would accidentally make a sound.

At this time, you can't mess up, you have to think of a way to get out. She didn't dare to move, her mind was spinning rapidly.

It was obviously unwise to call someone for help now, and before she could finish shouting, the man would break through the window and grab her.

Although she has been diligent in martial arts recently, a child under the age of eight wants to compete with an adult, and the disparity in strength is clear at a glance.

She gently lifted the gauze tent and got out of bed, afraid of making a noise when she walked, and did not dare to put on shoes.

Standing on the wooden floor with her feet, the cool air rushing up through the soles of her feet, she couldn't help but shiver.

Without the gauze tent to cover him, the figure outside the window became clearer and clearer, and Dugu Weiwei could even see that he was of medium height, with his hair tied up on the top of his head and combed into a bun, so big, I think it was because of his thick hair.

Suddenly, a small pitch-black tube came through the pane covered with a tooth-white moon veil, and Dugu Weiwei immediately understood what it was.

Du Yan had let her see it, and she was very familiar with this thing.

It is a necessary weapon for murder, arson, and burglary---- smoke.

This man used smoke against one of his own children, obviously considering the strong defense of the Governor's Mansion, and did not dare to hold it up.

Sure enough, as soon as the thing pierced through the window screen, I saw the man bend his head and make a blowpipe shape, and immediately a faint wisp of white smoke drifted in.

Dugu Weiwei didn't dare to delay, held his breath and walked lightly to the table where the tea was placed, and there was still a teapot on the table to hold the water before going to bed.

Dugu Weiwei found a handkerchief, folded it into a triangle and poured tea, then covered his mouth and nose and tied a knot at the back of his head to fix it.

It was Amin on duty, so he slept on the couch against the side wall.

There will be no sound, and I don't know if I will die in my sleep, or if I have been dizzy, and I can't take care of her at this time.

In a few moments, when the incense took effect, the man must have opened the window and entered, and she had to hurry to find a solution.

Quickly swept around the room, and saw the imitation crossbow hanging on the wall, and couldn't help but light up.

At this moment, she couldn't help but thank her father for his usual pampering of her.

Because she disliked the short range and small strength of the hand crossbow she usually used, Dugu Shaotang took advantage of the privilege and asked the Ordnance Department to customize a smaller crossbow arrow for her, the material and workmanship are the same as the military crossbow, but it is more small and exquisite.

She removed the bolt and quickly loaded it, the bowstring snapping to the tooth of the bolt.

She only loads an arrow, and she doesn't do much useless work, and she only has one chance.

If she doesn't shoot the first time, that person won't give her a second chance.

Do all this, and get under the dressing table.

She chose the dressing table because it was in the moonlit blind spot on the left side of the window, diagonally facing the bed.

When the person comes in, he will first go to the bed to check whether he is stunned, and after the inspection, he will find that there is no one, and when he turns around to look for it, the front will be exposed in front of Dugu Weiwei, and this is her chance.

As soon as I hid myself, I heard a beep from the pane, followed by a slight sound of the window opening.

A figure jumped in silently and landed silently, like a night owl.

Dugu Weiwei secretly thought, this is what Yan Bo said is an excellent master of light body kung fu.

killed a chicken of his own, and used a top-level knife to use a knife, which is really worthy of himself.

The man had his back to Dugu Weiwei, and from her point of view, she could only see that the person was very thin and wearing a soap coat.

She secretly thought that black clothes are the standard for night walkers, and those who dare to go out in white clothes in the middle of the night to commit crimes are either bold artists or have problems with their brains.

The man looked around the room, paused slightly for his eyes on the sleeping Amin, and then moved away and walked straight to the bedside.

Dugu Weiwei knew that once he found that there was no one on the bed, he would immediately turn around and look for it. Hurriedly raised his arm and put the end of the crossbow machine on his shoulder, in case he was too weak to hold the crossbow arrow.

The man stood in front of the bed for a few breaths, slowly opened the bed tent and looked at it, and then his body was stunned, thinking that he didn't see anyone and was taken aback, and then bent down and touched in, as if he wanted to find someone in the depths of the bed.

Leaning less, straightening up and slowly turning around, his eyes roaming the room.

The moonlight shone on his face, covered with a black scarf, revealing only his two eyes.

He looked at the room carefully, and finally stared at the dressing table, spoke softly, and said in a suppressed voice: "Miss Dugu, come out! I see you." Don't be afraid, I'm just here to find something that won't hurt you. ”

Speaking in official language, with a slight twist, as if deliberately concealing the accent.

As he spoke, he raised his feet and stepped forward.

Dugu Weiwei slandered in his heart, believe that you will see the hell, while calculating the angle and distance.

There was a huge difference in height between her and the man, and she was squatting on the ground, too far away, afraid that her strength would not be enough to work in one fell swoop.

The distance was close, and an arrow from the bottom up would probably go diagonally into the man's mouth. If you can't kill with one move, then his counterattack will be even more violent.

The fingers were loosened and fastened on the hanging knife, adjusting their state, one step, two steps, three steps, the distance getting closer and closer......

Dugu Weiwei found that he didn't feel much nervousness, and the speed of his heartbeat seemed to be decreasing, and it slowly almost came to a standstill.

Holding the bolt steadily, aiming it at his throat...... Close one eye, aim at the mountain, and put your index finger on the suspension.

The sudden burst of killing was like a substance, and the person froze, and his figure seemed to be trying to perceive, and at this moment, a soft sound of "buzz" was heard in his ears.

It's too close, and it's too late.

The arrow popped right in the throat, diagonally up until there was no feather, and the man didn't even have time to cry out.

Maybe it was too surprised, or maybe the body function had not yet reacted, and the man's body froze in place for more than ten breaths before he threw himself out facing the ground, making a muffled "bang" sound.

The crossbow arrow was hit by the ground, and the head was slanted through the back of the head, revealing more than two inches of arrowheads, and blood slowly dripped down the tip of the arrow.