Kill me if you can (19)

Shen Tang sat up, with a bad feeling in her heart. She tried to calm herself down and said, "Then let's listen to the good news first."

"The good news is that due to the host's outstanding performance, the Quick Travel Bureau agrees to give you a short vacation after the mission is over. The host can travel to any world you have been to before, but you will not meet the previous mission targets when you go there." Xiao Fudai told Shen Tang the good news first. It was just as expected. Shen Tang's eyes sparkled when she heard that she could return to the original mission world, but when Xiao Fudai said that she would not be able to meet the previous mission targets, her eyes dimmed again.

"It's really good news." Although she can't see that person, it might be good to go back and take a look. When she saves enough money, she can truly return to the place that belongs to her.

Shen Tang felt a little sad, but he quickly calmed down and smiled, "What about the bad news? What is the bad news?"

Xiao Fukudai hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "Host, the bad news is related to the current world. The male protagonist's degree of paranoia has risen to fifty."

"What?" Shen Tang almost cursed. Wasn't the male protagonist's bias fine before? How come it suddenly rose to fifty? Wasn't he really trying to kill her?

"Explain to me clearly, how come this guy's degree of paranoia has reached fifty? I didn't have much contact with him during the last mission, and at most I escaped with his help. How come this guy's degree of paranoia is still so high?"

Shen Tang shuddered and pulled the wounds on her back. She grimaced in pain and patted the blanket on her body angrily. What a miserable life! She thought this mission would be completed smoothly, but this male protagonist always made some trouble to disrupt her return!

"This..." Xiao Fukudai was a little embarrassed. After hesitating for a while, he explained in a low voice, "Host, the hero's life trajectory in the last world was actually a little different from what you expected."

"Deviation?" Shen Tang frowned. After she died at the hands of Yun Sheng last time, she no longer paid attention to what happened in this world and immediately rushed to the next mission world. She had no idea what happened to Yun Sheng after her death.

She looked at the long black shadow cast outside the door. Could it be that something happened after her death? Otherwise, why would the male protagonist be so biased?

Little Lucky Bag asked cautiously, "Host, there are time-traveling items in the system mall. Do you want to exchange one?"

Shen Tang pursed her lips gently. She was not a person who was interested in what happened in the past missions, but if she didn't watch it, she would have no idea where the male protagonist's obsession came from. In the first two worlds, she had a deep connection with the male protagonist, so it was not difficult to find the source of his obsession. But in this mission world, she simply let the male protagonist kill her. How could she still be so obsessive?

Shen Tang sighed and put his hand on his forehead. "Forget it. You can deduct the time travel prop fee from the bonus I will give out in the future. I have to go back and see what's going on with Yun Sheng."

"Host, this retrospective mirror will take you back to the world of your previous mission. However, this mirror represents the past, and the host also enters the body of another person in the form of a soul. Go back to the male protagonist's past within a certain period of time, and when the time comes, you will be automatically teleported back. However, if you encounter any danger along the way, you can directly break this retrospective mirror, and it will take your soul back to the present world."

As Xiao Fudai finished speaking, a small and flat mirror appeared out of thin air in Shen Tang's hand. She picked up the mirror and her eyes slowly fell on the mirror. As the space in the mirror in front of her eyes distorted, Shen Tang's body leaned back like a deflated doll. Fortunately, Xiao Fudai had been staring at everything in the room. When Shen Tang's soul returned to the past, Xiao Fudai transformed and came forward to support the thin body on the couch, and gently helped the person to lean against the couch.

Shen Tang's soul traveled through the retrospective mirror, and after a while, she opened her eyes again. However, this time, she found herself wearing ragged clothes, holding a long wooden stick in one hand and a rusty iron basin in the other. The wound on her back had disappeared, and she looked like a little beggar wandering the streets.

Where is her retrospective mirror? Shen Tang thought about it, and quickly put down the wooden stick and iron basin in his hands, and felt around himself. Finally, he found a palm-sized mirror on his waist. It seemed that the retrospective mirror had indeed followed him. Shen Tang breathed a sigh of relief and began to look around. The surrounding terrain was rough, but why did it look so familiar?

Shen Tang picked up the long stick and iron basin on the ground again and walked around pretending to be a beggar. However, she had not walked for long when several men in black passed by her. One of them did not notice her short stature at all and knocked Shen Tang to the ground.

"You little beggar, why don't you stay away! Qianji Pavilion is busy, stay away from here!" One of the men in black shouted loudly, but his figure quickly disappeared from Shen Tang's sight.

Qianji Pavilion? Shen Tang slowly got up and rubbed his scraped legs. At this moment, the owner of Qianji Pavilion should be Yun Sheng, right?

Yun Sheng had changed so much, she had to go and see what happened to Qianji Pavilion. It couldn't be that she died at the hands of Yun Sheng, and Yun Sheng hadn't been able to take back Qianji Pavilion and become a famous killer in the martial arts world, right?

Having made up her mind, Shen Tang took her bowl and asked around with a smile on her face. Seeing that she was a little beggar with a dirty face, others did not take her seriously, but casually told her about Qianji Pavilion.

"What about the Pavilion Master of Qianji Pavilion? I heard that the Pavilion Master has indeed been replaced, but the new Pavilion Master seems to be not very smart. He finally became the Pavilion Master, but he actually wants to give up the position to someone else. Don't you think this is strange? But I heard that the Pavilion Master seems to be arranging a funeral for someone. I don't know who is so favored by him that he spent a lot of money to bury him!"

The waiter of a nearby teahouse exchanged a few words with Shen Tang, and soon went back to serve the guests with his own tea. However, Shen Tang was so shocked by the waiter's words that she felt dizzy. Giving up the seat? She had finally managed to get Yun Sheng to complete the task and become the new head of Qianji Pavilion, but this idiot just gave up the seat to someone else so easily?

No, she must find out what's going on with Yun Sheng. He gives up his job as the head of a pavilion and now runs off to handle a funeral for someone unknown family. He is really too free to do anything!

Shen Tang found out where the funeral was held, and immediately went there in her beggar's attire to find out what was going on. However, she followed the direction pointed out by others and felt that the road ahead seemed more and more familiar.

Isn’t this the way back to Jiang’s house? Why is Yun Sheng going this way?

Shen Tang was puzzled until she walked to a place not far from the Jiang family. She looked up at the large and small white flowers decorating the door of the Jiang family's mansion and was dumbfounded. A member of the Jiang family died? Who died, her cheap father at the time or the frail Jiang Jiutang?

She saw someone carrying white flowers passing by, and she quickly trotted over and tugged at the person's clothes, "Sister, who has an accident in the Jiang Mansion? Why is there a funeral?"

The woman with the white flower glared at her with disgust and immediately pulled back her skirt. "Humph, how would a beggar like you know that today is the day when the young master of the Jiang family is buried, and the new head of the Qianji Pavilion has come specially to see him off!"

Young Master Jiang? Her funeral? Shen Tang almost suspected that he had heard it wrongly. Yun Sheng was the one who killed her personally, so why would he be so kind as to hold a funeral for him?

Shen Tang stared at the Jiang family's door opening slowly, and two familiar people walked out slowly. One was her adopted father, and the other was the former Jiang Jiutang. However, both of them looked unhappy. She knew Jiang Jiutang's health very well, and he was coughing hard at the moment, as if he was going to cough out his lungs. Her father was also holding on, his white hair thickened a lot, and he had to look after his sick little daughter.

Shen Tang looked at them from a distance, her mind confused for a moment. After she left, the lives of this stepfather and sister were much worse than she had imagined.

The father and daughter of the Jiang family slowly walked to the sides to let the funeral procession behind them come out, among which was a figure familiar to Shen Tang.

Yun Sheng was dressed in white, and followed the large team of people carrying out the coffins calmly. Shen Tang looked at the huge black coffin and thought that the bones inside were probably from her last mission. The bone needle in Yun Sheng's hand was very poisonous, and it was estimated that her body must have been poisoned not long after her death.

Shen Tang guessed so as she watched the team getting closer and closer to her, and Yun Sheng's figure was also gradually approaching her.

The man's eyes were slightly dark, and it seemed that he had not slept well. He looked dead. If he had not been moving forward, Shen Tang would have thought he was dead.

Isn't Jiang Mo's death a good thing for the hero? Why is he so absent-minded, as if his lover has died? Shen Tang muttered in his heart, and didn't even notice when Yun Sheng walked to his side.

She held the bowl and wanted to look at her coffin, but she never thought that Yun Sheng would look at her directly. His dark eyes clearly reflected the figure of the beggar boy in front of him, causing Shen Tang to shrink back two steps.

No, she is not Jiang Mo now, what is there to be afraid of!

Yun Sheng stared at the little beggar who had the courage to return and took two steps closer to him. His pale lips slightly opened, "Aren't you afraid of me?"