Taking advantage of the fact that all the guards were attracted to the entrance, she walked backwards. This was the most chaotic moment. The guards at the front village ran towards the entrance without distraction, but the guards at the back village hadn’t gotten any news. Carefully dodging the guards, ran towards Bizhao Hall as fast as possible.
When she was two yards away from Bizhao Hall, she pondered for a moment, stopped, and bent down.
Sure enough, as soon as she lowered her body, there was a sound of wind on her sleeves above her head. The silver robe of the visitor drew a strong arc in the blue sky, and it was like a cold moonlight in the distance, throwing past her head.
Commander of the Golden Feather Guard.
Feng Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief silently. She alarmed the guards at the gate. On the one hand, she reminded Ning Cheng who was lurking outside the villa and waited for a response. The commander of the Golden Feather Guard should be led out of the Bizhao Hall.
This person is like a corona lurking in the grass at night, which makes her uneasy. When she thinks of sneaking into the Bizhao Hall again under the eyes of such a person, she feels the danger, so she asks Ning Yi to stay by this person's side and deal with the second prince. Uneasy, based on her understanding of the commander's occupation, as long as he knows that there is a change at the entrance of the front yard, he will definitely go to check it in person.
Sure enough, the other party fell into her plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain.
Before Feng Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief, the Commander of the Golden Feather Guard suddenly turned his head in mid-air.
He had already swept far away, and it was impossible to find Feng Zhiwei's trace, but he turned his head suddenly at such a long distance.
The moonlight shone on his face, stiff and expressionless, as if wearing a mask, his brows and eyes were hidden in the depths of the light source, like several bottomless holes.
Feng Zhiwei didn't move at all, she didn't suppress her breathing deliberately to try to hide, but instead restrained her breath and let her mind go, completely in this windy spring night.
She did not believe that her traces were discovered.
She knew it was just an intuition the conductor had acquired over the years.
There is a kind of person who is particularly sensitive because he sneaks into the dark, and can hear the inner voice of others.
Under the dim moonlight, the Commander of the Golden Feather Guard stood motionless on the top of the tree, sinking and floating on the slender tip, the moonlight was cut into tens of thousands by the branches, and scattered on the road ahead.
After a long time, he slowly glanced at his robe, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, then he turned around and walked away.
His figure disappeared in an instant like a shooting star.
Feng Zhiwei still didn't move, she didn't even breathe a sigh of relief.
But in an instant.
The wind rang again.
The commander who had left far away just now suddenly reappeared at the end of the road.
This time he stood on the path among flowers, falcon-like eyes flicked around, found that there was still no movement, and then left silently.
Feng Zhiwei waited for a while, then got up from the ground.
Just now, he had a contest of patience and concentration with Commander Jin Yuwei, but at least he didn't lose.
Once she stood up, she ran a few steps along the road without any hesitation. Seeing someone approaching in front of her, she dodged and hid behind a tree.
After hiding, she suddenly discovered that there is a deep valley behind the tree. This villa is built according to the mountain, and there are cliffs everywhere. If you climb down this tree and pass a narrow valley, Bizhao Hall is on the opposite side.
With the design and location of the Bizhao Hall, it is impossible to climb up from the bottom of the cliff, but the guest rooms arranged for guests are on the protruding cliff above the Bizhao Hall, connected to a mountain ridge here, so they can climb up and You can climb down to eavesdrop.
There is no way to deploy guards there, and the cliffs are jagged and slippery, and the mountain wind between the two mountains is fierce. If you don't pay attention, you will be blown down.
Moreover, there are lights on the cliff near the Bizhao Hall, and anyone who wants to be approached can see it at a glance.
Feng Zhiwei only hesitated for a moment.
Immediately, she was as light as a feather, floated down from the tree, slid to the bottom, and was already on the cliff.
Clinging to the cliff with one hand, he pulled out a rhombus-shaped emerald hair from the bun with the other hand, and exerted force with his fingers, the fake emerald layer on the outside cracked, revealing a shiny small dagger.
She walked down with a dagger in her mouth and stopped halfway down. There was a gap in the mountain, about a distance of Zhang Xu. If she passed through it, she could turn over from behind the cliff to the guest room used for rest in the villa, where she sneaked just now. go.
It's just that it's easy to say, but it's not easy to do. A lamp on the cliff is spinning in the wind, and someone is guarding in front of the lamp.
Feng Zhiwei pondered for a while, it is easy to turn off the lights, but it will definitely alarm the guards, what is the most appropriate way
Suddenly there was a gust of wind under the cliff.
Feng Zhiwei immediately raised her hand, a branch broke through the air and hit the lantern chain, it didn't break the chain, but there was a clever force that made the lantern violently shake and spin, and the candle flame trembled to be extinguished.
The two guards guarding the lamp were ordered tonight not to turn off the lamp for a moment. Seeing that the lamp was trembling violently, they hurried up to protect it. One of them laughed and said, "It's so windy tonight, the lamp can't be blown normally." One person said: "I'm afraid it's going to go out, first hang it up to protect it."
The two leaned forward and pulled up the lamp hanging from the cliff.
When the body is wrong and the light is dark.
Feng Zhiwei pulled the rattan on the cliff, swung her body, her clothes cut through the floating wet clouds on the iron-black cliff, like a flash of lightning, she flew across the sky.
But the lights flickered on and off.
She was already attached to the opposite cliff.
Two guards on the cliff were holding a lamp, and when the gust of wind passed, one of them suddenly looked down the cliff, and said with a "huh", "I seem to have seen some shadow flashing just now?"
"Aren't you dazzled?" Another person laughed, "Who wants to die, dare to climb up from here?"
"I."
The clear and bland answer made the two of them tremble in shock, and they turned around in astonishment, but they saw nothing.
Words such as "Mountain spirit and ghost!" flashed across the minds of the two of them. Before the thought could fully flash through, they suddenly felt a tightness in their throats and a chill.
Like a handful of snow suddenly stuffed in the throat in winter.
Take away all the heat in your life.
The two held their throats and made rattling sounds. Feng Zhiwei, who was standing behind them, indifferently let go of the arms that strangled their necks, and carefully held their collars to prevent the corpses from falling to the ground.