Chapter 125: The Mirror
Looking back again, the endless corridor was filled with glass mirrors of different sizes, reflecting the shadows of shadows hideously.
Yun Tian bent his back, crawled forward on all fours, and he pressed his shoulders against the base of the wall, like a dog with a tail between his legs.
I don't know how long I climbed, Yun Tian passed by a corner, he held on to the mirror on the corner and looked, there were still countless shadows in the mirror.
Many details were blurred out on the dark rainy night, and Yun Tian thought of the poncho full of creases, the action of He Zhiqiang folding it into a tofu block, and the gloves he wore on his hands before eating crayfish.
There was an extra figure in the mirror, Yun Tian raised his neck in severe pain, and asked with difficulty: "Are you driving because your legs and feet are inconvenient?" He Zhixue? ”
He Zhixue searched out his mobile phone from Yuntian's pocket and unlocked it with his fingerprints.
"Oh, where did the woman come from?" , He Zhixue flipped through the chat records of Tu Shan and Zhang Tai Yueleng.
The carefully cherished secret was broken, Yun Tian was annoyed and angry, and he was also afraid that Zhang Taiyue would be implicated, so he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on He Zhixue's face: "It has nothing to do with her, shut your dog mouth for me." ”
The phlegm stuck to his forehead, slowly flowing through his eyes, and He Zhixue wiped it away with his sleeve in disgust: "You're going to be trapped here, what's the addiction for me." ”
He scratched Yuntian's mobile phone with a piece of broken glass: "I'm lucky, if you don't fall into trouble, I don't have the courage to do this." ”
The clothes on the half of Yun Tian's body were almost polished, his skin was bright red and red, and there were more than a dozen sharp pieces of glass on his face and neck, and he didn't dare to pull them out himself, who knew which one was just embedded in the deadly artery.
Yun Tian moved the only intact mouth: "What about He Zhiqiang?" Where did you hide after you killed me? ”
"He Zhiqiang has a birthmark on his thigh, but I don't have it," He Zhixue replied, "When I was a child, I always felt that the birthmark was a switch, and he had a switch to walk, but I didn't." ”
He Zhixue was lonely for a moment, and then he became energetic again: "What a sophisticated machine a man is, one less part will be damaged, but there is one thing that is more precise than a person." ”
His eyes lit up: "That's the mechanism." ”
Yun Tian had never experienced such a fiasco, and he hated He Zhixue's broken mouth, so he stood up and threw a punch: "Raised by a bitch." ”
"Ahh , He Zhixue was shocked, he learned from Yun Tian's appearance just now, got on all fours, crawled around on the ground to dodge.
"What are you doing? There's really no way to get out if you kill me, okay, don't kill me. ”
He Zhixue verbally begged for mercy, crawled comically on the ground, and Yuntian was so seriously injured that he could not do anything about such a jumping clown.
He Zhixue walked into another corner, and Yuntian chased after him, but the person was gone.
With a pain in his knee, He Zhixue appeared behind him, and Yun Tian was kicked to the ground.
He Zhixue dragged a corpse in his hand, and he let the corpse lean against a mirror, fiddling with its stiff hands and feet with great importance until the posture of the corpse matched his heart.
"The reddest blood, the richest magnates, the top killers, the most beautiful organs!" He pronounced these words like a poem, and stood with his head held high in the organ he had built.
The glass in the room is shining, turning the limited space into infinite, He Zhixue is the only monarch here, the organ is his crystal palace, and the corpse is the precious art in the palace. Bibi eBook
Yun Tian raised his eyes and looked, and on the opposite side was 2304, Peng Yutao's room.
Peng Yutao died at the door of his room, and there were still blisters on his feet that had not recovered due to a car accident, as if he had experienced a long journey
The mirror reflected countless miserable Peng Yutao, and Yun Tian thought that he could not live up to his mission.
"He Zhiqiang is your own brother." , Yun Tianyan was insincere, and turned his head sadly.
He Zhixue squatted on the ground, he picked and chosen, found the sharpest fragment, and grinded it on Peng Yutao's exposed thigh bone: "It has always been him who shows his face, even if my craftsmanship is better than him, I am like a transparent person." ”
Yun Tian's eyes were about to bleed: "You beast, you can't die well..."
He Zhixue shrugged his shoulders meaninglessly: "So I want to do something to make people remember me." ”
"I believe the wrong person..."
"Close your eyes."
"I've always believed in the wrong people."
"I'm going to kill you, close your eyes."
Yun Tian lowered his head, exposing the back of his neck like a sacrifice, He Zhixue stepped forward, but he didn't dare to get too close to this monster covered in glass.
He gestured, just before the execution, the "sacrifice" moved, Yun Tian pinched the red flesh on the root of his thigh, and waved Peng Yutao's crutches.
Before He Zhixue was next to him, a gunshot rang out out of thin air in the hotel, and the glass in front of him was shattered.
"Bang!"
Another shuttle swept over, Peng Yutao's body fell to the ground, the mirror image changed, the sky swirled, the exquisite labyrinth began to lose balance, slowly tilted to one side, He Zhixue saw that the situation was not good, took out a round copper mirror from his pocket, looked at the reflection of the copper mirror and turned around to escape, but was hit by a cane, the emperor immediately became a eunuch, covering his lower body in a cold sweat.
"Dog things, you don't lose anything if you castrate live."
There was another bullet hole on the mirror, and under the flying debris, He Zhixue rolled his eyes, watching his masterpiece separate and collapse, falling into madness, raising his hand and stabbing randomly, Yun Tian and him scuffled together, and they didn't have the upper hand.
Yuntian was experiencing the most humiliating moment in his life, He Zhixue put his hands behind his back, stepped on his feet, there were more and more gun holes on the mirror, and the maze full of holes was about to be broken, he couldn't help it, he opened his throat and scolded: "X fuck you, what are you pretending to be!" Come out and kill him! ”
"Bang!"
Yun Tian hugged his head in response and rolled outward, he presciently blocked his ears, even if the glass hula was shattered miserably, those noises passed through the palm of his hand to his ears as if they were coming from other time and space, and they did not pose any threat.
He Zhixue was shot in the middle of his eyebrows, and he was angry on the spot, which is strange to say, the moment he died, the bronze mirror in his hand suddenly burst, the Lu Ban technique failed, and the array eye of the entire organ, the first full-length mirror embedded in the wall collapsed.
In the He family's old house, at the end of the staircase with infinite loops, there is a glass jar filled with formalin, which contains a male corpse, the face of the male corpse is similar to He Zhixue, the bare thighs are smooth and flawless, and there is no "switch" that He Zhixue hates, which can control the ability to walk.
On the contrary, on his own leg, there is a brown birthmark two centimeters square with irregular edges, which he has had since birth and has accompanied him for more than 20 years.