The enraged child snatched the mirror from the hand of the child closest to him and smashed it hard at that person.
But his rage only frightened off his bullies for a few seconds.
He was alone, but across from him were more than twenty children in the whole town, and even adults who indulged them.
They were even more angry than the bullied child, angry at his resistance and angry at his stubbornness.
Therefore, with the connivance of adults, the children in the town used countless mirrors to surround the child in the middle, and the chaotic placement formed a mirror maze.
No one knows the right path. Maybe one day the bullied child can come out of it.
Or maybe those people had no intention of leaving him a way to survive from the beginning, so every step was a dead end.
If others can't get in, he can't get out either.
Shu Li read this story over and over again, and the only content that could be extracted from it seemed to have nothing to do with this copy.
Even if it is related to the mirror maze in front of me, what can this mean?
If there is no way out of this mirror maze, it only means that Shuli has not reached the deepest point yet.
If there is no dead end in this mirror maze, it means that the method of handling it is correct, and you can gamble on your luck today.
The worst outcome is that everything ends in a dead end, with a resentful child at the end.
But Shu Li is curious, why Li Zhi and Writer Chen haven't been seen until now?
Because there was a circle in the middle, Shuli stood in the middle and looked around. In addition to the direction she came from, there were nine other different entrances and exits around her.
If she wanders around randomly, maybe she will return to where she came from through a certain entrance, or maybe she will end up dead.
In order to prevent herself from going back to the direction she came from, Shu Li turned her back towards the entrance opposite.
She still walked along the edge of the mirror with her left hand.
The sharp sound clearly came from this direction, but when she walked over, she could no longer see anything.
So Shu Li had to concentrate on the maze in front of her first, and then think about finding someone.
Although the people behind the amusement park may be waiting for Shuli to fail in her mission, and will change the rules at any time due to Shuli's failure, eliminating her directly.
After walking more than ten steps, Shu Li suddenly heard heavy footsteps coming from behind.
I don't know if it's because there are mirrors on both sides of these corridors, but the footsteps seem to have some echoes.
There was a hunting sound behind her. Shuli sensed the danger and subconsciously leaned to the side, trying to avoid the blow. At the same time, she turned back to see who the person behind her was.
But what she saw when she turned around was a sickle with a one-meter-long blade.
The body of the sickle is as black as ink, but the blade is as white as snow.
In this narrow passage, in this dim light, it was like a crescent moon falling towards Shuli.
Shu Li wanted to hide, but there was no way to hide in this narrow environment.
The man holding the sickle was almost as tall as the mirror.
A pair of eyes showing the vicissitudes of life were the only facial features exposed under his mask.
But what puzzled Shu Li was that there was no murderous intent in those eyes. It seemed that Shu Li was just an ant in his eyes.
Then his reaction is understandable.
When a human tramples an ant to death, there is no murderous look in his eyes.
With such a crushing contempt, the opponent might not even retain the memory of killing Shu Li.
Since you can't hide, you can only go forward.
Shu Li turned back and lunged, kicked her toes on the ground, and rushed towards the person in front of her.
She bent down to avoid the opponent's sweep, and the tip of her nose was almost touching the blade of the sickle.
The silver cold light of the sickle passed by Shu Li and made the mirror buzz, but the mirror was not damaged at all.
The only injury was the half of Shu Li's hair that was cut off.
Looking at the hair falling to the ground, I felt sorry, but my life was saved.
Shu Li took advantage of the inconvenience of the person in front of him to change his weapon and passed through the gap on the side.
The giant behind him barely scraped the ceiling, turned his scythe, and then followed Shu Li with heavy steps.
The mirror maze trembled slightly with every step.
Shu Li vaguely felt that this feeling was a bit strange, but because of the giant chasing behind her, she could only temporarily suppress her doubts.
But what surprised her was that the place that was supposed to be a circular open space was actually the same as what she saw when she just entered the mirror maze.
Now Shuli could no longer ignore these things.
The rules she tore off and placed on the window sill outside the small room were still there, but two figures lying and standing appeared in the open space opposite the room.
The one standing was naturally Li Zhi, while the one lying down was Writer Chen, who was already pale and lifeless.
Shu Li was quiet for a moment, then walked towards the direction of the two of them.
There was a very shallow wound on Writer Chen's neck. Only the superficial skin was cut.
However, looking at the length of the wound, Shuli immediately thought of the sickle in the hand of the giant who was chasing him just now.
In addition, Shu Li also discovered that after she stepped out of the mirror maze, all the noise caused by the giant's pursuit seemed to disappear.
In the quiet environment, although Shu Li's footsteps were light, they woke up Li Zhi who was in a daze.
The moment the other party saw her, he was not happy or surprised, but felt an unspeakable anger.
Li Zhi took out a short knife from the scabbard on his waist with his backhand. Shu Li had never seen anything hanging on his waist before.
And the short sword he was holding was extraordinary, both in terms of material and appearance.
Shu Li sighed helplessly, looked at Li Zhi who was on high alert, and said slowly: "Are you going to attack me?"
Li Zhi's fingers holding the handle of the knife clicked. Then he moved his shoulders, a look of solemnity on his face. .
This is a rare serious image of Li Zhi that Shu Li has never seen before. But right now it doesn't seem like the right time to appreciate it.
"You..." Shu Li was speechless. She spoke a word, and then said: "What happened to you during the time you were separated? How did Writer Chen die? How are you? Did anything happen?"
Shu Li thought that the questions she said and the cryptic information mixed in were enough to wake up Li Zhi and realize that she was not an illusion.
But Li Zhi still held his dagger tightly in his hand and stared at him fiercely.
"You are not the first illusion I have encountered. I admit that you are smarter than the other illusions. But your time is limited. You will still disappear when the time is up. If I don't kill you, go away!"
Shu Li took a deep breath and let it out again.
Great, this guy is cool.
This guy’s chilling look is so cool!
It was the first time they met, and it was actually directed at her, which made Shu Li very dissatisfied.
