Dressed as a mystery novel victim

Yang Qingshui turned his head to look at Qin Yusheng, and suddenly felt that the world he wrote was terrible, and he actually chose something inferior to a single person as his god.

"I don't want to hear you talk about my struggle, tell me what to do quickly, you take your life book, and I will save the one I love, it's that simple." His face was indifferent.

Qin Yusheng smiled and said, "Simple, I don't think so. Your first step is to jump off from here, is that okay?"

I thought that Yang Qingshui's face would at least turn blue after hearing this, and he hesitated for a while. After all, jumping off a building is a rare thing to do. No matter how he understands the current situation and knows that he can return to the original world after death, he still hesitates.However, Yang Qingshui walked towards the iron tower without saying a word after listening.

The wind is very natural, whizzing past my ears, and I can feel the resistance of the wind with every step.The most difficult thing in a complex environment is to maintain stability. Yang Qingshui walked out of the glass curtain wall on the top floor of the restaurant. The memories of a year and a half ago flooded his mind, and he did not expect that he would come here again.

There were people watching the excitement in the restaurant downstairs, and seeing Yang Qingshui walking out of sight, they exclaimed, "There's something wrong, he doesn't want to jump off the building, does he?"

Immediately someone answered, "This kind of lunatic deserves to die like this. He deserves to be rescued and waste social resources."

The supervisor was so anxious that he couldn't stop asking, did he call the police? Did the police come?If a scenic spot is dead, people have to be closed down for rectification. These restaurant employees are half unemployed. He only hopes that the madman above his head will not be so completely crazy. If he is sober, he will not pick this place to jump. There are hundreds of meters under his feet.

The TV tower was enough to overlook half of the city. The cold wind blew under his feet, and his hair was disheveled, covering Yang Qingshui's face. He turned to look at Qin Yusheng: "After I go back, why did you let me come back?"

Qin Yusheng said, "You will know."

Because of An Qing, Qin Yusheng was no longer interested in playing with him, cooperating and helping each other, seeing that he had to dance, and he was not interested in telling him redundant explanations, whether he liked dancing or not.

Yang Qingshui's eyes were dark, he stared at his face expressionlessly, then turned his head to face the endless mid-air, took a step, and fell straight down.

The speed of the fall was much faster than expected. Yang Qingshui thought that the memories before his death would be like a revolving door, but before he had time to think about anything, the wind whistling seemed to drag him up, and he suddenly felt like flying. He woke up normally, and suddenly his eyes went dark.

Cold wind poured into the closed bedroom.

Yang Qingshui opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were still sore from being blown by the wind, his palms were cold, and his body was covered in dust. However, he was lying on the floor of his own bedroom, and he didn't know how long he had slept this time.

Standing up with his elbows on the floor, Yang Qingshui still saw everything he was familiar with. He subconsciously found the desk and the laptop on the desk.

Immediately sit down at the desk and turn on the computer, maybe his time is running out.

The manuscript was updated to the latest day——Yang Qingshui took a step and jumped off the TV tower. Everyone in the restaurant screamed in shock when they saw the passing black shadow.

He quickly typed a paragraph on the keyboard - "It doesn't depend on people's will, the world is often ruthless and cruel, but He will also show kindness inadvertently, making you extremely gracious and feel that life has no regrets, Just like at this moment, Yang Qingshui jumped off the TV tower, Lin Zhilu's rescue operation worked, and his vital signs recovered. He even opened his eyes and slit when the anesthesia just faded. Rest well and he will be back to normal."

"At the same time, there is also a new situation in the intensive care unit. After more than ten days of coma, Ling Yu finally reacted to external stimuli. In the near future, he will be discharged from the hospital with a healthy body and become the most famous detective in Gaoqiao City. Walking to investigate the case, demonstrating justice."

Just over a minute after typing these words, there was a sudden sharp ringing sound. Yang Qingshui turned his head and saw a red dial phone at the head of the bed at some point. The wires were buried in the wall, and the prominent color was particularly strange.The ringtone came from this phone, and Yang Qingshui suddenly realized something.

you will know...

This is what Qin Yusheng said, how to bring him back to the world of novels.

Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, Yang Qingshui kept typing on the keyboard quickly until the loud phone rang for the tenth time.The ringtone was even, but the sound waves seemed to be more anxious than each, urging him, Yang Qingshui finished typing the last word, and at the same time grabbed the microphone, "Hello."

"Take the fate book." Qin Yusheng's voice was deformed and distorted by the microphone, like mechanical audio, without any ups and downs.

Yang Qingshui turned around quickly, took the laptop in his hand, and said to the microphone: "And then?"

The microphone only had the buzzing sound from the current. After listening to it for a long time, it made people feel sick. Gradually, the sound of the current became more and more natural.

At this time, the high-frequency sharp sound wave exploded, like a very lethal weapon, hitting his brain. The sound wave was like a sharp scalpel, cutting out his skin and muscles inch by inch, and the dull pain hit his brain one by one. .

Yang Qingshui fainted instantly.

After the dizziness, he was still conscious, it should be said that he still had consciousness left.Yang Qingshui's soul seemed to fall into the dust and mist, and the distorted time and space delayed his consciousness, causing unspeakable pain, but when the sound waves stopped, everything stopped.

Opening his eyes, the concrete ground was less than ten centimeters away in front of his eyes, and he was about to dive down for a point-to-point landing, but his body was pulled by an invisible force, almost suspended above the ground.Immediately, amidst the screams, the distance between him and the ground became farther and farther, and the people on the ground became smaller and smaller.

Only then did Yang Qingshui confirm that he had returned to the world of the novel, and the familiar scenery of Takahashi came into view. He struggled hard and found that he could turn over. This force did not hold him, but he was still able to move.

It was Qin Yusheng who pulled him back...

Have the two Fate Books been combined now?

Has Qin Yusheng become a god in this world?

When Yang Qingshui turned over, the silver laptop that traveled to this world with him was spinning parallel to the sky above, keeping a not too far or not too close distance from him.When he was pulled up and stood back on the iron tower again, he saw Qin Yusheng standing in the same place, also shrouded in a blur of bright colors, and above them were dazzling particles of light.

Is this particle of light the fate of possessing Qin Yusheng?

Before he could figure it out, Qin Yusheng noticed the movement and opened his eyes. When he saw him, his expression changed obviously. He couldn't believe it: "Why are you still alive?"

The distortion of time and space between the two worlds is enough to kill all life, and forced crossing will only result in exploding death. Qin Yusheng just wanted to use his hand to get back the book of fate, and the rest was a scam.

But Yang Qingshui did not die.

What is the reason?

Seeing his expression clearly, Yang Qingshui understood that it was not Qin Yusheng who sent him back. He raised his head and saw the notebook calling him in midair, so he probably guessed the truth.

At this point, Qin Yusheng couldn't care why Yang Qingshui was still alive, what he had to do was to quickly fuse the two fate books, and then possess him back.

He closed his eyes.

On the iron tower, a strange wind swept over, the sky quickly darkened, and the world seemed to be plunged into a dark night.The color-changing energy of the world wrapped the two life books, Qin Yusheng, and Yang Qingshui in a tornado, and the dust covered the sky and the sun.

Yang Qingshui barely opened his eyes, saw Qin Yusheng's direction, and staggered towards him.

Obviously, the distance between the two was only a few tens of meters, but under the strange wind, Yang Qingshui walked very hard, and every step was several times slower than usual.As he walked, memories of the past came to mind. He and Lin Zhilu kissed under the starlight. Every time someone was in danger, someone would appear at the last moment... The memories flashed back like a carousel, as if his whole life had passed.

The manuscript of the novel has been brought in front of him, he can't go back, he died here, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

It seemed that it was time for his life to end this time.

But without fear, when a person knows that there is only one way left for him, hesitation and fear disappear together, not to mention that he still has so many memories, it is worthwhile to travel.

Walking up to Qin Yusheng, Yang Qingshui hugged him, and held him firmly with all his strength.

Qin Yusheng suddenly opened his eyes: "You..."

The two fate books collided and blended on the top of the two people's heads, and the strong self-power shocked the hearts and souls of the two people even in the eye of the wind.

The corners of Yang Qingshui's mouth twitched, and he smiled very easily. He hugged the other party tightly, pulling him all the way to the center of the iron tower and rushing towards him.

Originally, there should be concrete and steel supports under the feet, and the elevator shaft is further down.

original.

He knew that Qin Yusheng could rewrite a person's fate and memory, but he couldn't shake the setting of his destiny, so before leaving, he changed the layout of the TV tower, and what greeted them was a huge trap, enough to kill Shang Shi Two mortals.

The chaos will eventually die down, as it is now, and it will all end in death.

Sure enough, the two stepped on the ground, the ground collapsed, and the elevator shaft became an invisible abyss, and the two fell in the struggle.If there is no accident, waiting for them will be a pile of rusty steel bars, no matter where the body falls straight into it, they will definitely die.

Since Qin Yusheng appeared because of the existence of Yang Qingshui, let the variables return to zero and we will die together.

Qin Yusheng was in a daze at first, but when he realized that Yang Qingshui was going to take him to death, his blood seemed to stop flowing, and his eyes were full of panic.He took the book of fate out of his body, and temporarily lost the ability to manipulate fate. At this time, he was powerless to resist.

Is it really going to fall short and die here?

At this moment, the gust of wind gradually calmed down, the daylight became blurred, and the fusion of the two fate books had been completed.

The moment it fell on its back, the two clusters of light converged into one, and a complete fate book appeared, manipulating the fate of all things in the world, and it was looking for a new owner.

And the new light group rushed straight towards the abyss.

Qin Yusheng was ecstatic: "Finally—"

However, before he finished speaking, several steel bars pierced through his body, and he died instantly, leaving a shocked expression on his face alone.

The owner chosen by the fate book is Yang Qingshui.

The light group enveloped him, and at the last moment, he lifted his body, left the abyss, and left the iron tower.Yang Qingshui only felt the strong light and heat, he couldn't open his eyes, the power of the fate book was pouring into his body, but Yang Qingshui was just an ordinary person, unable to bear such self-energy, howled in pain, and finally collapsed. faint.

The sky cleared up, the blue sky cleared away the hustle and bustle, and Yang Qingshui in midair seemed to have fallen into a long sleep.He was just floating in mid-air, like a cloud, sleeping from day to night, and from night to day, as if he had no intention of waking up.

This sleep lasted for ten days.Finally, the people on the ground who were observing the vision finally saw Yang Qingshui in the sky stretched, yawned, and opened his eyes dimly.