Those years when I was taken away by the boss

Because of Zhong Ruji's hands and feet, there was an accident in the performance and the clown was not hurt.

But he can't play tricks on every show, and he also has shows that need to be performed.

Xu Zhou was sweating after coming down, and when he saw Zhong Ruji, he was in a daze: "I just...that wasn't me, and I saw myself... dead."

Seeing that his pupils were out of focus, he was obviously frightened, Zhong Ruji said: "Well, I know, you can rest for a while and adjust your state."

Although Xu Zhou was also frightened, he still had reason, unlike someone in the backstage who was still sitting on the ground and couldn't get up.

The second performance, Death Wheel.

A huge facility was raised on the stage, the clown walked in, and a woman came out from the backstage and followed on the death wheel.

The number of survivors is limited, I don't know if it's a coincidence or intentional, their number coincides with the number of performances, one person against one, no one is bad, and no one can escape.

Zhong Ruji had been standing by the stage watching the performance, and it could be seen that there was almost no difference between today's program and the crazy ceremony, the only difference was that "trapeze" was selected.

The show goes on and everyone takes turns.Most people who saw their own death scenes couldn't accept it, and they were trying to find ways to avoid death.

Zhong Ruji waited and waited until the last show.

"The next thing is the Crazy Circus' special show - trapeze."

At this time, the clown was already waiting at the stand, everyone had participated in the show, only Zhong Ruji was left.

"I haven't been on the 4th yet, so I can only be on this one show." Chen Ziqian just got off the stage, and his breath was not even.

"Yeah." Fu Yi looked at the clown standing high in the sky, thoughtfully, "The last show...is about to start."

After realizing that he had no choice, Xu Zhou said to Zhong Ruji, "Be careful."

Zhong Ruji responded, and looked at the clown.

In the state of being possessed, Shu Shi will also see what the clown sees, and he will empathize with what the clown has experienced.

The trapeze this time is different from the crazy festival.

Zhong Ruji stood where he was, without any compulsion, but there was an emotion in his heart that didn't belong to him.

It was a kind of ecstasy, his eyes were uncontrollably looking at the clown walking on the tightrope, his inner emotions were almost overflowing.

Chen Ziqian glanced at Zhong Ruji a few more times, seeing him motionless, he was a little inconceivable: "The performance has started, what... what's going on?"

Regarding this, Fu Yi shook his head: "I don't know, maybe I'm lucky."

The clown walked on thin steel cables, with long ropes tied to his ankles, and the rest of the place was unprotected.

He looked down and saw Zhong Ruji, with obvious helplessness on his face.

Zhong Ruji tried to move his body, but he couldn't even move his legs.

Xu Zhou turned his head and asked him uncertainly: "Do you want to follow?"

Zhong Ruji clearly heard a voice that did not belong to him come out of his throat: "What are you doing up there? Wouldn't it be better if he died?"

Xu Zhou was startled when he heard it at first, but after a while he realized that the voice he just spoke was not Zhong Ruji's.

Unexpectedly, it would be such a development. Xu Zhou didn't know how to deal with it, so he simply kept silent.

The clown walked over the steel cable and sat on the high-altitude swing. He swung his legs and swayed the swing so much that he could almost throw people off. He closed his eyes tightly and just finished his last performance.

The last program needs to be treated with more caution.

Qian Wenxu looked up at the rope connecting the clown and the wall with an indifferent expression.

Several days in a row, more than ten days of performances have wiped out his basic sympathy for people. It's not that he doesn't want to save people, it's just that he wants to live more than this.

But he couldn't let the man die.

He is a ghost, and once the ghost experiences death again, none of them can escape with the help of the acting staff.

In the space of the crazy circus, there are no other living things except snakes and monkeys, and the staff they play are also dead. If the ghosts and ghosts repeat the same mistakes, they will also walk into the fate of the staff, and no one can escape.

Qian Wenxu took a few glances, then turned and went backstage.

The range of the swing is getting smaller and smaller, the clown is counting back and forth, and is about to count to the set number, he can't wait to open his eyes, only to see that the rope on his ankle is getting shorter and shorter, so short that he can't get off the swing stand up.

If the rope continues to shorten, he will be dragged down.

Terrified, the clown reached for the rope, but couldn't even pull it, let alone untie the knot.Because of the restraint on the ankle, his leg was forced to straighten.

The people below watched the clown being pulled farther and farther away, and was about to leave the swing. He was clinging to the rope of the swing, but the one on his ankle was pulling him, dragging him away.

"Ah!!!" Shouts resounded throughout the venue.

Zhong Ruji's heart shrank, but he couldn't control the ecstasy that came, let alone his body.

Just when everyone thought the clown was going to hit the wall hard, an erected steel column on the high-altitude facility saved him.

Zhong Ruji was rejoicing, but also half regretful and unwilling.

"... Grass." Zhong Ruji stared at the clown who was parked high in the sky, but cursed out this sentence.

He can only use his mouth when he is not under control, and he can't say anything as long as it is to save the clown.

Too embarrassed.

The clown hung in mid-air, still in shock, and the non-stop swing made people dizzy. He closed his eyes and rested for a while until the rope stopped swinging.

He tried to bend his waist to pull the long rope, but failed because he had exhausted too much energy before.

The clown fell back again.

He gasped for breath, hung upside down, and shouted weakly: "Help me..."

Knowing that Zhong Ruji couldn't move, Xu Zhou was ready to abide by their previous agreement, but he tried to take a step forward, and immediately found that he couldn't move himself, not only that, he couldn't even speak.

The audience was silent, no one spoke, and looking at the auditorium, there was no one there, only noisy applause.

The funny makeup was blurred with sweat on the clown's face, and he barely opened his eyes to see each of his partners.

He saw a group of people watching with cold eyes, and his ears were filled with people's voices.No one came to rescue him.

He looked down the stage and said in a helpless hoarse voice, "Help me..."

The salty liquid slipped into his mouth, and with the loss of strength came deep despair.

Time seemed to stand still, the clown was hanging in the air, his face flushed.

I don't know how long it took, when everyone thought he would be consumed to death in the air, the loudspeaker rang to announce.

"The trapeze show timed out, please leave the stage."

At this time, the restraints on Xu Zhou's body disappeared without a trace, and after he was able to move, he rushed directly towards the stairs beside the stage without thinking.

At this time, the other end of the long rope on the clown's feet, where it was tied to the wall, suddenly loosened, and the person who was hanging in the air fell straight down.

"No!!" Xu Zhou opened his eyes wide and ran towards the place where he fell.

Zhong Ruji stood still and couldn't move. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone on the high-altitude platform.

While Xu Zhou ran over, the clown fell for a certain distance and stopped hard.

Qian Wenxu gritted his teeth and tugged on the rope, and was almost taken down by the gravity. The rope tied around his waist hurt his skin and flesh, but it was good to save his life.

After Xu Zhou panicked, he clasped his hands together and shouted at Qian Wenxu: "Can you put him down?!"

Qian Wenxu was trying his best to pull the person up, and replied loudly: "The rope is not long enough! You can only pull it! Come up and help!!"

Xu Zhou immediately ran to the side of the stage. Chen Ziqian yelled at Fu Yi when he saw it, and ordered, "Hurry up, you go too!"

At such a time, it's not difficult to guess his intentions, Fu Yi nodded and ran over.

When Xu Zhou went up, Qian Wenxu was almost halfway there. He stepped on the boards to Qian Wenxu's side, just about to stretch out his hand.

As soon as Qian Wenxu gave up his hand, Xu Zhou had enough time: "Tie the rope."

Seeing the thick rope around his waist, Xu Zhou understood his intentions, thanked him and went to find the rope.

After one or two minutes, Fu Yi also arrived successfully, and saw that the two of them were pulling the rope, and the clown was still some distance away from the wire rope.

He glanced at the situation habitually, but saw an obvious gap in the long rope they were pulling.

Fu Yi hurriedly yelled at them: "The rope is about to break!"

Hearing this sound, Qian Wenxu's heart tightened, and when he looked up, the gap on the long rope was cracked to the point where it was visible to the naked eye.

"Let go of the rope! Don't pull it!" Qian Wenxu loosened the rope in his hand and reminded Xu Zhou urgently.

There is no way to pull him up, and pulling him down will only kill him faster.

The two immediately cooperated to lower the rope, and the gap was still expanding, and the sharp-edged steel pillar was the culprit for splitting it.

"Be careful." The rope was about to be placed in the gap, and the two carefully loosened the rope until the gap passed the steel column safely, and then they accelerated the speed of releasing the rope again.

There was still a long end of the rope in his hand, Xu Zhou put the rope and his hands were sore, the next moment, the gravity in his hand suddenly lightened.

The rope broke and the man fell.

Zhong Ruji's body lightened suddenly, and he had the right to move around.

Shu Shi faced the high altitude for half an hour, when he suddenly regained control of his body, and was still in the process of falling.

He closed his eyes tightly and shouted hoarsely: "Zhong Ruji!!!"

The rope wasn't placed high enough that he wouldn't be seriously injured if he fell. He was ready to fall to the ground, but he still panicked!

Chen Ziqian ran to rescue him a few seconds earlier, but was overtaken at the last moment, and he heard Shu Shi's name.

Chen Ziqian was stunned.

The wind in my ears stopped, and Shu Shi fell into someone's arms.

Amidst the humming, he clearly heard his familiar voice, smiling.

"Well, here it is."

The author has something to say:

Don't ask how it is possible to catch it, the question is that the distance is short and the legs are long and self-willed~