Volume 3 The Strange Tales of the Women's Court Chapter 128 The Legend of the Sword Pond (16b)

It's a long, cold-lit, razor-sharp dagger!

The shape is very familiar, because I have seen it more than once.

The sharp blade reflected my face at this time, with a faint sneer of contemplative inquiry and contrary repulsion.

"Hey, this is a murder weapon! That is, the most important physical evidence! Zhang Qi shouted, "Why don't you wear a glove or anything, even if there are any important clues, you will destroy them!" ”

"There's not even a drop of blood on it, it's like it's brand new, what a murder weapon!" Gao Yanlan sang opposite to Zhang Qi as always, "Besides, there are no corpses or anything like that here, so it's not physical evidence at all!" ”

"Shen Jun, do you see something?" Ge Hong approached and asked.

As Gao Yanlan said, brand new, not stained with blood, this dagger does not look like a murder weapon.

I held it, the cold light reflected in my eyes, and a wisp of sadness slowly rose from the bottom of my heart.

"It's just a dagger, it has nothing to do with Teacher Gu." I replied lightly.

"Unrelated? Teacher Nagu...... Where did you go? Zhang Qi rolled his eyes, "Oh, should it be ...... Destroy the corpse, right? ”

"You, you!" Gao Yanlan glared at Zhang Qi angrily, "In just a few minutes, how can you destroy the corpse?" You think it's God...... Goblin...... Magic, huh? ”

It's probably because I've seen a lot of strange things, and even Gao Yanlan, who was originally a pure materialist, can't say more than three sentences, and she will accidentally pull out the gods, ghosts, and monsters.

"Alas!" Ge Hong sighed helplessly, "Don't guess, let's ...... Look closer! ”

"Min Yu, don't be nervous with Hu Xia, think about it carefully." The old class turned around again, but nothing appeared, so he had to walk to the panicked them, hold the shoulders of the two and comfort, "How did you come to Wangyun Tower, and how did you meet Teacher Gu?" ”

"As soon as the morning self-study bell rang, Hu Xia and I ran out of the dormitory." Min Yu swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and forced himself to calm down, "I ran to the Jiuqu Bridge and bumped into Teacher Gu head-on." He said that Dean Li came to us and asked us to go to Wangyun Tower. ”

"Is there any difference between Teacher Gu's appearance and usual?" I asked, still holding the dagger.

"Different? Well, he ...... He didn't seem to have any expression, and his tone was ...... Weird. Min Yu thought carefully, "Oh, talking is like ...... Robots, nothing undulating. ”

"Have you seen Dean Li in Wangyun Tower?" Ge Hong asked.

"Nope. We followed...... When Mr. Gu came in, there was no one in the building. Hu Xia replied.

"What's next?" Old Ben asked.

"Then we went into the dean's office together." Min Yu's expression was uncontrollably frightened, "Teacher Gu...... Teacher Gu suddenly pulled out a dagger and forced it towards us. We were so frightened that we backed away and knocked the papers on the table to the ground. ”

"Yes, who knew that later, Teacher Gu would ...... Just ......" Hu Xia looked at the dagger in my hand in horror, "just use that dagger...... I got into the ...... hard Own chest! ”

After speaking, Min Yu and Hu Xia's eyes focused on the blade that was exuding chill.

"Are you saying that Mr. Gu used such a dagger......" I raised the dagger in my hand, "committed suicide?" ”

“…… Yes. Min Yu and Hu Xia glanced at each other and nodded heavily at the same time.

Moving the dagger closer to my eyes again, the unusually sharp cold light stung my eyes in an instant, and I subconsciously closed my eyes.

Without warning, a complete blackness filled the surroundings.

It was as if the uncomfortable feeling of blindness enveloped the whole head, and in the distance, the murmuring of water was coming from a source, and the strange buzzing sound was approaching, and the familiar smell of rotting moss was smelled in the nose.

This is...... Where?

What's wrong with me?

The chill gushing out of my heart is like a cold spring that has been frozen for a long time, yes, yes, this is - Sword Pool! A place where legends hide treasures that have been coveted by countless people!

This is a dark place under the sword pool that is isolated from the warmth of every drop, and no light can pass through.

But why?

The heart is questioning, unwilling and angry.

I don't like treasures, I don't want to get involved in disputes, I just want to get along with the people I like, why don't you let me go?

Heh, like someone? Do I really have one? Thinking of this, it was as if a sharp blade had slashed through it, and my heart suddenly shrank tightly.

The feeling of desolation and sorrow came over the world, and it made people breathless.

Clear figures floated in front of me, one by one

A warm smile never seemed to leave......

I suddenly reached out eagerly, trying to grasp the warmth and truth, but when I raised my hand, I only touched the cold light!

It seems to be the only color left between heaven and earth, the only bright and almost demonic color in this dark silence.

The hand holding it slowly moved closer to his chest, falling little by little.

Isn't it life and death that has been entangled for a long time? What is the joy of life, and why is it so painful to die? I was the only one left in the empty darkness, my hands were cold, my heart was cold, and now, maybe it was time to leave.

The rippling water color is surging slowly, entangled in the falling blade tip, and a trace of warmth is transmitted to the bottom of my heart through the fluctuating water light, I am in a trance, how familiar this gentle and gorgeous water color looks!

What do I do next? The deeper confusion cleared, and the last remaining consciousness of mine was lost in the thick fog.

The buzzing sound flickered far and near, and the anxiety that could not be concealed seemed to be pouring out something.

What do you want? Somehow, I heard a voice asking.

I shook my head without thinking.

I don't want anything, just because I can never get what I want, that's probably my fate.

The cicadas are poignant, and the tears are raining, but no matter what, they can't defeat this "fate"!

It was a kind of helpless cognition. Because of this realization, another kind of cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and hurt the heart and lungs could not be swirled, and fell again, like a cold sharp blade in the hand.

An abrupt and distorted shadow rushed violently, and the water light around him seemed to be awakened, and the brilliance suddenly shone brightly, dazzling and alarming.

"Shen Jun! Shen Jun! There was a sadness in his hoarse voice that bordered on despair.

The darkness faded suddenly, and there was a sun-drenched, warm scene, if you could ignore the cold glittering blade against your chest.

My countenance shall be blue and terrible, and cold sweat shall fall down the floor, drop by drop.

There has never been a moment of such fear, the death that was within reach before the moment, which can almost be said to be a "willing" death.

By the fraction of a second, the blade will pierce into my heart. At that time, I am afraid that I will die a tragic and decisive death like those ghost-faced dancers who committed suicide...... Confused!

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