Those years when I was taken away by the boss

The tasker who went down with Shu Shi was obviously restless, and said after only a few steps, "Dude, I really admire you."

The sincerity of the words and the sincerity of the tone made Shu Shi unable to bear the sideways gaze.

The opponent is the master of the Nine-section Whip and the main force in beating the clones, and he still recognizes this face.

He thought to himself, where did this live treasure come from?

"To be honest, even if I knew that a mirror could be smashed, I would never do it." The other party continued, "Anyway, it's going to be forever, I don't care if it takes longer, as long as I can save my life. It's better if you do what you say." Do it, I respect you for being a man."

After the man finished speaking, he patted Shu Shi a few times, and directly patted him all over his body with pain.

The two chatted for a few words, Shu Shi felt that he had a good temperament, and he was quite happy after chatting along the way.

They were not walking fast, and they were paying attention to whether there were any falling debris on the spiral staircase along the way, but they still reached the first floor quickly after chatting.

The other party had something to say, and Shu Shi couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw it.

Pastimes are pastimes, tasks are tasks.The two were still able to distinguish between priorities, and after finishing the work, they each went to choose a room.

The wound on Shu Shi's body had already stopped bleeding, and there was no major problem with his actions, but he needed to be more careful.

He thought he would see the flower mirror when he came down, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't want to show up at all, so he couldn't even find anyone to thank him.

By the end of the fight he was so badly wounded that bleeding alone was enough to kill him.He wouldn't be standing here right now if some duplicitous person hadn't surreptitiously healed his wounds.

Shu Shi pressed the switch, and the lights in the house were as warm as ever.

He closed the door, walked to the table and put the weapon away, then went around and took out clean clothes from the closet.

Fortunately, the clothes he was wearing were relatively loose, and the wound did not stick to the clothes when the wound scabbed, otherwise blood would flow in rivers when he took off his clothes.

The room hasn't changed much, Shu Shi put on his clothes, and the moment his vision was covered, he heard the door being pushed.

He looked back and saw a familiar person standing in front of the door.

"Li Hao?" Shu Shi called out suspiciously, "Aren't you on the third floor?"

The other party did not answer him.

There was a soft "pop", and the room fell into endless darkness.

Shu Shi's heartstrings tightened, and through the faint light at the door, he saw the dagger in the hand of the visitor.

The door was ruthlessly closed, and he completely lost his light.

The sense of hearing is infinitely amplified, and the sound of cloth rubbing and walking beats Shu Shi's eardrum.

He froze for half a second, and quickly searched for the location of the table from memory.

The other party seemed to be able to see him, and the voice of the movement suddenly became louder.

With a sweep of his arm, Shu Shi quickly placed the long stick he had scooped up in front of him.

A force of impact pressed the stick, and he ran away sideways, but the opponent didn't react too slowly, kicking him directly on the back.

The wounds were all cracked, Shu Shi fell on the bed, endured the pain and got up to find the switch.

He had to see it before he could deal with it, otherwise he would be completely crushed and beaten. The switch at the door was too far away, and he couldn't find the location, so he could only pin his hopes on the switch on the bedside.

He shot towards the location in his memory, but halfway his wrist was grasped by a cold palm. He subconsciously turned sideways to hide, and then his shoulder felt a sharp pain.

It took time for the opponent to pull out the dagger, Shu Shi kicked it immediately, and the long stick in his hand also greeted him.

The sound should be a hit.

He raised his injured arm, fumbled for two seconds and then pressed the switch.

The room is bright.

Shu Shi stood on the bed, looking down at the people below.

The opponent's expression was indifferent, and the dagger in his hand was still covered with blood. The attack just now didn't seem to have caused any substantial damage to him.

Shu Shi picked up the long stick, his expression quickly turned cold.

Strive for a quick fix.

The other party was also planning to stay alive, and before he could make a move, he took the initiative to meet him. The distance was too close, and the two of them were evenly matched in every move.

Shu Shi didn't have the advantage at all, he used long soldiers, and the opponent fought him close to him. Not only did he not get any favors, but he also suffered a few extra blows because of it.

He wanted to distance himself, but the other party followed closely.

Holding a long stick in close combat can only get in the way, Shu Shi flicked the long stick casually, and simply fought with the opponent with fists and legs.

He attacked and hid without paying attention to the change of location.The opponent's dagger swept across, and he dodged his waist, causing the opponent to swing empty, and the weakness in the waist and abdomen was exposed. He was about to lift his leg, but stepped on the long stick that had just been dropped.

Shu Shi slipped on the soles of his feet and fell backwards. Before falling, he subconsciously grabbed something for attachment.

So he grabbed the man who was going to kill him.

Fuck, it's over.

Shu Shi only had dirty words in his mind.

He fell on the table, and the other person was dragged by him, and the whole person fell on top of him.

Both parties did not react, Shu Shi vaguely smelled a familiar smell, and the hand that was reaching for the table behind him suddenly stopped.

He looked at the man who wanted to kill him in disbelief.

A dagger lay across his neck.

Shu Shi's hand behind his back touched the dagger on the table.

His neck was cut open, he didn't have time to hesitate, he arched his long legs and gave the opponent a ruthless blow, followed by intensive attacks like a violent storm.

When they hit the bed, Shu Shi's neck and shoulders were bleeding, and he gasped for breath until his eyes turned red.

The opponent's dagger was knocked down by him long ago, and even the person was crushed under him, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

Shu Shi put the dagger across the position of the opponent's aorta, and he pressed his teeth tightly, trying not to let himself tremble: "Tell me why..."

His tail was drowned in the sound of inhaling.

The other party looked at him expressionlessly, and did not answer.

"Do you still want to pretend?"

Shu Shi belatedly realized that he was crying, but the tears didn't come out.

"No reason." Li Hao raised his eyelids to look at him, then looked away for a moment.

Shu Shi clenched the dagger tightly, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Give me a reason to kill you!"

Li Hao's eyes were slanted, and his expression was a little lonely.The dagger around his neck didn't threaten him, because the other party just looked ruthless, but in fact, the dagger didn't even draw a bloodstain.

He thought it was funny, pursed his lower lip and laughed again, but his vision blurred just by smiling.

Shu Shi saw Li Hao looking at him, and also heard the non-answer "Actually, you are very similar to him".

Shu Shi didn't quite remember what happened afterwards, he didn't hold Li Hao down anymore, he didn't have much memory of what he said, what the other party said.

Li Hao probably followed behind him, because he saw another companion greeting behind him.

The people I just met were all concerned about how he was injured, but Li Hao watched him soaked in blood and remained silent.

Friends become enemies, it's quite dramatic.

Shu Shi thought it was ironic that he came to this space.

The tasker with him saw that he was not in the right state, so he didn't say much all the way, until he returned to the assembly point and asked dully: "Did you find the fragments?"

Shu Shi pulled the corner of his lower lip, looking like he wanted to laugh.

He turned around, raised his hand and put the dagger on Li Hao's neck, and said indifferently amidst several exclamations: "Hand over the fragments."

Yi Qingxiao rushed over and frowned after seeing this scene: "What are you doing?"

She tried to get the dagger, but failed.

There was only peace in Shu Shi's eyes, it was difficult for him to mobilize his emotions, and he didn't want to say more: "I'll say it again, hand over the fragments."

Li Hao lowered his eyes, took out the mirror fragments from his pocket for a long time and handed them to Yi Qingxiao.

Yi Qingxiao held the fragment, and suddenly felt that something was different from what she had imagined.

Before she came over, she saw the blood on Shu Shi's body, because he was dressed in white, so it was very obvious.She wanted to ask, but before she could ask, she saw the scene of her friend facing each other with swords.

Yi Qingxiao suddenly couldn't say what she wanted to ask where the fragments came from.

She felt as if that answer was not what she wanted.

Li Hao looked at the leaving figure, the emotion in his eyes was obscure.

Shu Shi left, but Yi Qingxiao didn't leave yet.

Now she can't laugh even if she wants to, she just wants to understand one thing.

"You did the injury on his body." Yi Qingxiao said to the person she had doubted but finally trusted.

The other party didn't answer her, but he didn't refute it either.

Yi Qingxiao took a deep breath and really didn't understand: "Do you want him to die that much?"

"Yes." The other party said.

The funny thing is that she actually heard a firmness.

Yi Qingxiao felt that everything was ridiculous, as if she had never known this person in front of her in the past seven days.

Shu Shi took the flower vine mirror and sat on the chair. The wound on his body was no longer bleeding, and so was the wound in his heart.

All kinds of doubts have been explained, and his trust in Yi Qingxiao has become a joke.

He wanted to laugh himself.

How much Li Hao wanted to kill him, but he didn't realize it at all.

Not at all.Why are you so stupid.

All the missionaries who went to search for the fragments came back, Yi Qingxiao took a few deep breaths, suppressed all untimely emotions, and rationally informed everyone to put together the vacant fragments.

The seventeen mirrors were assembled almost at the same time, and everyone saw seventeen identical people appearing in the hall.

This is the first time they have seen a ghost.

Shu Shi watched as the flower vine mirror in his arms gradually turned into a phantom, and that gentle flower mirror disappeared into this space along with his departure.

He suddenly felt very sad.

He buried a lot of things here, too many for him to hold.

He didn't hold any of them.

The author has something to say:

Well, the smell that Shu Shi smelled was kraft paper, which I won’t explain later, so I’ll mention it _(:τ」∠)_