My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 10
Shen Ling woke up earlier today than in the past. When she opened her eyes, everything in the dream from last night flashed through her mind.

Swimming across the sky, entering the deep sea, and seeing volcanoes... What a wonderful dream!

Shen Ling unconsciously showed a smile, folded the quilt and planned to resume her dream, but felt that she was no longer sleepy.

Come on, get up early.

It also prevents my apprentice from coming early and waiting for a long time at the door of the shop.

Lifting the quilt and sitting up, looking into the room, Shen Ling's smile suddenly froze.

I saw a person squatting in the corner under the bed.

Take a closer look, isn't this the bold boy in red from yesterday?
"..."

Breaking into a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night, this, this, robbery?
Coupled with the boy's words and deeds yesterday, Shen Ling suddenly felt like he was going to be late.

He lowered his head and looked at himself, the quilt was intact, and the pajamas were intact.

Huh, fortunately.

So……

Shen Ling picked up the wooden box next to the pillow, and carefully looked at the boy in red.

However, he saw that he was shaking like a sieve, constantly chanting the words "fake, all fake" in a low voice, and there was some crying in his voice.

Shen Ling silently made a question mark, then raised her hand, and the wooden box fell down without hesitation.

The trembling movement of the young man in red froze, and he slowly fell forward, his forehead hit the ground with a "boom", and there was no movement.

"..."

Ah, so easy?

Shen Ling blinked and put down the wooden box in her hand.

After thinking for a moment, he got out of bed, walked out of the house, and found a hemp rope.

She slowly approached the boy, and seeing that he was indeed not moving, she stretched out her hand and turned him over.

The boy changed from a prone position to a lying position.

It was also convenient for Shen Ling to see the tears on that face.

Coupled with the youth's already acclaimed appearance, there is a sense of beauty that I still feel pity for, but at this moment, Shen Ling has no intention of admiring it.

She looked around the room, a look of bewilderment flashed across her face.

Well, what happened last night?
Why is it that she, the victim, is fine, but the young man, the suspected perpetrator, has turned into such a tragic appearance?
There were only two people in the room, one was her, and the other was a comatose teenager.

Therefore, no one can tell Shen Ling the answer.

After thinking about it for a while, she found that she couldn't figure it out, so she put down her thoughts for the time being.

He tied up the boy in red with his hands, double-checked whether the tie was firm or not, then dragged the boy to the shop outside, and threw it on the ground casually.

By the way, the shop door is also opened, so that when the apprentice arrives, he can come in directly.

Then, he went inside to wash up.

After Shen Ling left for a while, Shi Heng slowly opened his eyes.

First, he anxiously looked left and right, and after realizing that he was not in any dangerous place, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes were full of tears, his expression was distressed, and he felt that he had never been so miserable in his life!
Anyone who has experienced one hundred and eighty deaths in one night will be in the same state as him.

It's just, terrible!

I don't want to experience it a second time in my life.

But now, it should be over... right?

Here, it is no longer the scene of the girl on the bed in that room, and the sky is already bright, so it should be over.

When he relaxed, he also noticed the rope tied to his body.

It looks like an ordinary rope, so...

Shi Heng mobilized his body strength and struggled hard.

Did not break free.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the rope in some confusion.

It's really ordinary, it's no different from the hemp rope used to bind pigs in the Zongmen canteen... Bah, bah, bah!
Shi Heng slapped away the unreliable thoughts in his mind, and continued to use his strength, trying to break free.

But he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

He, Shi Heng, a dignified practitioner of the seventh level of Fengchu, couldn't break an ordinary rope.

Is this reasonable?This is not reasonable.

Therefore, this rope must not be an ordinary hemp rope, it must be that the illusion arranger started acting as a demon again, putting a layer of camouflage on the magic weapon!
So, this rope can't be broken by himself alone, why not go out from this shop door and find someone to help him untie it!

Shi Heng felt that he was really smart.

After adjusting his posture, he carefully moved to the shop door.

It's not appropriate to say move, what he used was a bug-like squirm.

Of course, it doesn't matter how he moves, the important thing is that he can regain his freedom when he goes out.

With hope in his heart, Shi Heng slowly climbed out of the shop door.

The location of the small shop is actually very good. People on the street can see the location of the door at a glance.

Therefore, the moment Shi Heng climbed out of the door, many people cast curious eyes.

In the next second, these gazes gradually changed.

"It's you!"

"Ah, ah, you give me back the money!"

"Using stones to store money, you are so talented!"

"Made, pay back the money!"

"..."

Shi Heng was stunned, stunned, and then squirmed, wanting to retreat into the small shop.

Why is this illusion still continuous?

His silver-changing technique only lasts for six hours!
Seeing those people rushing over, their faces were full of anger, their eyes were red, and Shi Heng couldn't help showing a look of despair on his face.

In the next second, he squirmed into the room, closed his eyes tightly, and muttered.

"Fake, this is an illusion, fake, it's all fake..."

An old lady ran over first, picked up the spoon in her hand, and breathed it on Shi Heng's head.

"Fake what, pay back the money!"

A dull pain was transmitted from the head to the nerves, and Shi Heng only felt his head buzzing.

While buzzing, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Apart from the irrationality of the small shop and the fact that he couldn't get out of this street, a phantom mirror...can it really be so real?

The reactions, demeanors, and actions of everyone around here are so natural, no matter how he observes, it is difficult to find traces of falsehood.

Since the creator of the illusion mirror could throw him directly into the Jedi and let him experience death repeatedly, why did he set up such a place, which can be called an ordinary downtown?

Really, is it for him to play?

It is impossible!

Then, there is only one possibility left.

Those so-called hopeless situations are real illusions, and the bustling city he is currently in actually exists for real.

As soon as this conclusion came out, Shi Heng's expression was dull, and he didn't even care about the pain in his head.

What did he do yesterday?Buying so many things with the silver-changing technique, molested the girl, sneaked into the girl's boudoir late at night, and planned to kill her!
Of course, the most important point is that he is now tied up, unable to break free, unable to escape even if he wants to...

Σ(д|||)
In an instant, Shi Heng's mind went blank, only three words were flying back and forth.

I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm...

"What's going on here?"

After washing, Shen Ling walked out of the room, and suddenly saw the scene of a gang fight that was about to take place, and immediately asked suspiciously.

(End of this chapter)