On the brick road, there were few pedestrians, and I stepped on the bricks barefoot and shouted, "Help!"

No one responded, and everyone avoided it, but it seemed to be expected.

Turning my head and sweeping behind me, I quietly walked into a quiet path.

Frost falls, cold air penetrates the floor tiles, and the west wind blows the shadows of the trees. The closer you get to the depths of the road, the more turbulent it becomes. A single layer of thin clothes and long hair passively resisted in the air, and all of them were on the verge of exploding.

Raising my eyes, a long sword stopped in front of me, and a gray-clothed man, two steps away from me, did not say a word. The gray veil hanging from the edge of his hat fluttered in the wind, like a kind of language, telling me something.

There is a poem: The frost falls and the sky is quiet, and the autumn events promote the west wind.

It was cold to the bone, a faint blue light flashed in my eyes, and the veins of my whole body began to generate heat. Step by step, I left the range of the long sword and looked at him from behind the man in gray.

There was a sword roar, and the reflection flashed into my eyes. I, who have always been known for my quick reactions, didn't move. I raised my right hand and put it in front of my eyes, blocking out the light that came close to me.

The late autumn sun suddenly became soft and warm, and I saw a white, slender hand reaching out. He opened his palms and beckoned to me, the color of his sleeves gradually changing from gray to purple.

So, I heard the most impressive sentence, "Xiao Lan'er, come here." ”

When I opened my eyes and took a deep breath, it turned out to be a realistic dream.

I cried out for help in my dream. I smiled at the corner of my mouth.

Looking around, I was already lying on my makeshift bed in Wensi Villa, with the quilt neatly covered over my body.

Looking sideways, I saw a small medicine bottle lying on the pillow, raised my right hand, and found that the scratch on my little finger had been coated with ointment. This ointment does not dry easily, at this time, the liquid has been completely absorbed and volatilized, the marks are clear, and the area around the scratches is clean.

I wondered: I just had that dream, and I didn't move my fingers?

Pick up the vial and think: Who sent this to me?

I guess I was really poisoned, because I can't remember how I got back from Cheng Yi's residence and how I lay in bed.

He looked at his little finger again, and there was nothing on his mind.

The pleasant sound of wind chimes, Wen Renxiang then appeared in my sight.

"The wind chimes on the windows are nice, and the small brass bells hang under the wooden carvings in the shape of cats. The shape is novel and unique, and the craftsmanship of this wood carving is not ordinary. ”

Wen Renxiang's eyes sparkled, and she quipped me: "Do you have a lover who will eventually become a family?"

I blinked, and my attention stopped at the woodcarving technique she mentioned.

"Are you poisoned?" Wen Renxiang picked up the medicine bottle in my hand.

I nodded and sat up from the bed.

"Phantom vanilla. Wen Renxiang opened the medicine bottle, made a fan with his right hand, and said after smelling it carefully.

"The antidote to phantom vanilla? not Chitose grass?" I took back the bottle and sniffed it too. Wen Renxiang is right, this medicine bottle is indeed the antidote to phantom vanilla.

"Chitose grass?" Wen Renxiang looked me up and down, her gaze stopped on my raised little finger, the traces of the ointment on it were clear, and she knew it at a glance.

She put her hand on my wrist and gave me a pulse.

"There's nothing abnormal," Wen Renxiang withdrew his hand and said to me, "The antidote to phantom vanilla is difficult to prepare, and this bottle of antidote is not easy to obtain." It's left here, and if it's not to detoxify you, it's to remind you. ”

Wen Renxiang's words successfully pushed me to roll over and get out of bed, pinch my index finger with my thumb and think deeply, and walk all the way to the window. The wind blew the wood-carved brass bells, one by one, through my ears, and sifted through my memories with ripples.

"The medicinal herb is somewhat similar to Chitose grass, which also makes people hallucinate, but Phantom vanilla is a moderately chronic and highly poisonous herb, and the ingestion will cause brain damage and death within three days. ”

"The hallucinations produced by phantom herbs are also different from those of Chitose grass, the medicinal properties of Chitose grass can be moved at will, and phantom vanilla can be randomly pieced together with memories. For example, if someone sees a figure and thinks it's a family member, it may not be. If the person happens to have ingested Chitose grass, then in his memory, the figure was either seen on the face or other personal features were discovered. In short, it must be the family he thinks he is. ”

"I had a strange dream, and there was a lot of patchwork of historical memories in the dream, except that I cried out for help, of course," I continued, smiling awkwardly, "I think I must have been poisoned by phantom vanilla." ”

"I was once poisoned by phantom vanilla. Wen Renxiang corrected me and said.

"The medicine bottle still contains more than half of the antidote, and you returned home in the afternoon, and now the sun is setting, and there is no abnormality in your body. The shorter the medicinal properties of the phantom herb remain in the body, the faster it will be removed, so you will be poisoned in the middle of the day. Wen Renxiang analyzed.

"After your analysis, I seem to know the reason. My eyes lit up and I looked at Wen Renxiang.

Wen Renxiang motioned for me to continue with his eyes.

Raising my injured little finger again, I shook my head and laughed at myself: "I thought it was because I was too fast and was scratched by the branches and leaves on the road." ”

"No, you won't. Wen Renxiang walked to the side and sat down on a wooden chair, and poured himself a cup of tea, which had become cold. She looked relaxed, and I realized that she had been standing since she came in.

"You're right, I won't. The faster the speed, the higher the requirements for eyesight and distance, and similarly, speed can only be boosted if the eyesight keeps up and the distance is properly controlled. So, I was attacked. ”

"And you don't realize you've been attacked. Wen Renxiang said.

"Recently, I've noticed that there are more and more people around me who can act like ghosts and suddenly appear. I said with a frown.

Wen Renxiang smiled lightly: "The number of people who work hard will only increase, not decrease." However, it is also possible to have good eyesight and fast hands. ”

I thought about it and agreed with her.

There was a voice outside the door, it was Yun Qinglin and them.

The sound of footsteps reached Yun Qinglin's room, and then the sound of the door opening. Soon, steady footsteps walked out of Yun Qinglin's room and stopped outside my room door.

Wen Renxiang poured himself a cup of cold tea again, but he didn't hear it.

I tidied up my clothes, walked over to open the door, Yun Qinglin's face still had some cold looks, and after seeing me clearly, his eyes softened, and he asked me, "Are you sick?"

The son of Mrs. Shuiyue, whose eyes were like torches, seemed to have a faint pain in my head, and the hand hidden in my sleeve also moved a few times, and replied to him: "I feel a little cold, just rest for the night." ”

The cold breath that came with Yun Qinglin suddenly dissipated, and after a few drops of water, he spoke again: "Since you are not feeling well, I will have someone bring dinner over in a while." ”

It turned out that he had come to call me to eat with me.

"Hmm. I answered.

"Miss Wenren is also there?" Yun Qinglin's gaze crossed me and noticed Wenrenxiang walking behind me.

"Master Yun. Wen Renxiang said hello.

Yun Qinglin nodded, which was considered a return gift, he said: "Don't bother", and turned to leave.

Just as he was about to close the door, Wen Renxiang suddenly said, "I should leave too." ”

Seeing me look at her, Wen Renxiang added: "Go to dinner." ”

After Wen Renxiang left, I simply opened the door, paced to the window, clasped my hands to my chest, and admired the wind chimes swaying with the breeze: the wooden carved lazy waist kitten, the front paws straightened, the hind paws propped up the buttocks, and the wooden cat's belly was hung with two ordinary copper bells with two hemp ropes.

A smile welled up in my eyes: the work of an adult has always been original and personal, and if ordinary parts are used in it, there is only one possibility.

Putting his finger into the brass bell, he found a small piece of wood that was tightly snapped, and took it out, on which were drawn a piece of cake, a fish, and the sun in the center of the top.

So simple and straightforward?

Unwrap your luggage and hide the pieces of wood in the neckline of a garment.

Walking to the window again, under the wind chimes, a string of light footsteps sounded from a distance, and soon a crisp, high-pitched female voice sounded: "Miss Shui, this is dinner for you." ”

I nodded, symbolically leaning slightly towards her.

Then I heard the maid put the food on the table. Immediately after, I heard the sound of the sword rubbing against the air, and felt the air behind me rise like a storm, curling up my long hair scattered behind my shoulders, and it was about to burst out.

Sideways to avoid the blade of the sword, it is a soft sword that can be hidden at the waist, a sword that is good at cutting. The soft sword was like a flying snake in armor, pressing forward step by step, briefly resting in the position where my arteries were before they moved away.

There is a poem: The first summer is still clear and peaceful, and the grass has not stopped.

Although the seasons are different, what is happening now is like the dream half an hour ago.

In my ears was the constant shaking sound of the soft sword. The soft sword can be swung as fast as a whip, and even if you miss a hit, you can quickly move on to the next blow with a single shake, making it difficult to guard against.

Lin Li, the sister of Lin Wei, the secret guard commander of the Prince's Mansion, is good at using a soft sword, and her famous skills are a sword to break her throat.

Isn't it good, my cautious temptation that day turned into recklessness?

While thinking about it, the soft sword struck again, and when he couldn't avoid it, the two long hairs touched and broke, falling to the ground.

He only has silver needles on his body, but he can't use them easily. As he was recalling the location of the other weapons, he suddenly raised his eyes and saw the string of wind chimes. A few steps to widen the distance, the left leg quickly raised, avoiding the edge and kicking away the soft sword. Remove the wind chime with your right hand, put your index finger into the space under the wooden cat's belly, and hold the wooden cat tightly.

A soft sword is not suitable for slashing and stabbing, so it is more than enough to defend it with a copper bell.

Lin Li is a clever girl who avoids the brass bell and is bent on cutting the hemp rope.

To be honest, the speed of her shot still worries me, especially when she manages to cut the edge of her soft sword through my hemp rope. Fortunately, a certain adult cherished his work even more, and he added wire to the hemp rope that could not be easily cut. So only a piercing grinding sound was heard, and the soft sword was no longer sharp.

She was a little annoyed, I could tell.

I was a little proud, and I could hear it from the pleasant clatter of the brass bells.

After only a few seconds of joy, I thought of Lin Li's brother Lin Wei again, how is this good? Should I stay, or should I kill?

When I go out on a mission, most of the time I face the most vicious people in my heart, and I don't hesitate to deal with these people. Lin Li, she is a tiger, vicious, and bullied the weak, but she is not my target, not in my mission book.

Perhaps, my worries were unnecessary, and she also took the task.

The movement slowed down quietly, and I was thinking about how to solve the problem in Wensi Villa, in my makeshift room.

Lin Li noticed the change in me, she was overjoyed, and after a few flicks, she successfully bypassed the copper bell and approached my carotid artery.

A sword pierced my throat, and the veins in my body began to prepare to wake up.

Before sunset, the last reflection flashed into my eyes. I, who have always been known for my quick reactions, didn't move. I raised my right hand and put it in front of my eyes, blocking out the light that came close to me.

The brass bell under the wooden cat in his hand made a pleasant sound.

Outside the window, there were several dark blue cloud bands, and I saw Lin Li fall to the ground, her limbs clenched, her facial features distorted, and she breathed three times rapidly, and then she was silent forever. On her back shoulder, a seven-star dart was plunged deep into it, and the skin and clothes around her were rapidly corroding and melting. Half a quarter of an hour later, with a "bell-" sound, the Seven Star Dart lay on the empty ground.

The warm evening breeze blew into the room, and it seemed as if what had just happened was something different from what I had dreamed of.