# 上官浅与姜离：缘起宫门
昏暗的树荫下，上官浅手持长剑，剑尖反射着微弱的月光，她的眼睛紧紧盯着前方的动静。不远处，一个身影正迅速穿梭在树林间，正是姜离。上官浅迅速收起剑鞘，轻盈地跃起，紧随其后。
“什么人？”上官浅的声音在夜空中回荡，带着几分警惕。
姜离眉头微皱，并未理会，依旧疾速前行。
“阁下不想正面回答的话，那就只有刀下见真章了！”上官浅毫不示弱，出剑拦截，但姜噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌噌