As a coser, I am revising the script every day

A bright light burst out not far away.

When Shui Jiangyi saw the familiar light, his original mood of joking about the system suddenly lost, his hand on the wheelchair tightened suddenly, and the wheelchair accidentally hit a stone out of place and hit His whole body staggered, but he didn't pay attention. He looked into the distance with constricted pupils, and said in disbelief, "Tong, I... did I see it wrong?"

The system was silent for a while, feeling that Shui Jiangyi's tone was a bit pitiful, but he still didn't hide Shui Jiangyi's words, and said in a low voice, "Yi Yi, you read that right, it's Qihai Jianren's spell fluctuation."

Shui Jiangyi felt that he couldn't accept it, and he said emotionally: "Didn't we already trick Qi Haihai away? Shouldn't he be out of town now? Why did he come back at this time?"

In the end, he even broke his voice.

Except that Shui Jiangyi was a little ignorant when he was bound by the system at the beginning, his personality became more stable as he got further behind.

It's rare to lose your composure in front of the system, especially with such an exposed emotion.

The system couldn't bear it and wanted to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, don't panic, his... time has passed, don't be afraid."

In order to stabilize Xia Shui Jiangyi's mood, the system didn't even mention the word "sacrifice" on purpose.

But all this could not calm down Shui Jiangyi's emotions, he covered his face a little sadly and said: "But, all this is no longer the original story."

No one can guarantee that the person he tried his best to save will die the next tomorrow.

·

Paying the price to save the person he wants to save, Shui Jiangyi has never felt that this is a matter of compromise.

These are all things he needs to do to change the story, until——

He met Jianren Qihai.

It was a cloudy day when I first met Jianren Qihai, the sky was gray and covered with thick clouds, and even the sound of the wind seemed very silent.

This is probably a prelude to rain.

Shui Jiangyi held a cup of hot milk, lowered his head and took a sip. The warm milk slid down his throat into his stomach, successfully warming his body. Even if he didn't taste the sweetness or smell the aroma of milk, It was enough to make him happy.

Shi Shiran, who was about to procrastinate, packed up. He drank the milk in one gulp, picked up his coat, took out the change from the pocket of the coat, and put it on the cash register.

The lady in front of the cashier received the money, smiled at him, and said gently, "Welcome to come again next time."

Shui Jiangyi withdrew his hand and pushed open the door. The oncoming cold wind made him flinch from the convenience store, and complained to the system: "This bad weather, how can it change?"

The system comforted him: "You are good one by one, after completing this ticket, we can rest for a long time again."

Shui Jiangyi was teased by him: "Your painting style is really strange recently. Was this vote influenced by the Central Plains Zhongye?"

The system beat people angrily, but the difference in force between it and Shui Jiangyi was too great, it was directly beaten by Shui Jiangyi, squatted in the corner and started crying.

Shui Jiangyi, who felt wronged, coughed and coaxed it for a long time. After Yidizhi sent a text message, he strode towards Yidizhi who was waiting for him at the intersection not far away, opened the car door and sat in, and asked: "Shall we go to the mission site now?"

Yidizhi shook his head, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away at high speed, but his voice was steady: "We have to pick up another person."

oh?Pick up another person?

Before thinking about this task, Gojo Wu had a teasing look on his face, and Shui Jiangyi raised his eyebrows, feeling that this matter was not easy.

Gojo Satoru must have already planned to see him make jokes, that person must not be a simple person.

He bet with the system: "What kind of person do you think that person is?"

The system obviously has a bad temper, and said in a jerky way: "That is a person who will definitely make you never forget it."

After finishing speaking, no matter how much Shui Jiangyi poked, it twisted and twisted, but was unwilling to speak.

Shui Jiangyi clicked his tongue, isn't that the same as saying nothing, which of the people he met these days has he forgotten?

·

It was a thin but powerful hand.

He wears an ordinary silver watch on his wrist, and his fingers are long and strong with well-defined phalanges.

The blond young man in a light-colored suit held his phone in one hand, and sat beside Shui Jiangyi with his long legs.

Wearing a pair of glasses on his face, he looked very refined, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Go to your f***** to work overtime, I'm off work, I'm going to hang up."

So far, Shui Jiangyi's first impression of him has successfully become: "A good young man, why does he have a mouth?"

After the blond youth hung up the phone, he noticed Shui Jiangyi's gaze, and glanced at him lightly: "What's the matter?"

Those two simple words are full of threats.

Shui Jiang hesitated for a second, he immediately withdrew his gaze, sat upright, looked ahead, and said firmly: "No!"

The blond-haired young man seemed to have a vague smile, he closed the door, and while Yidizhi was driving, he asked, "What mission?"

Yi Dizhi said respectfully, "It's a first-level curse spirit."

"Huh?" The blond youth asked suspiciously, "Then what is this kid next to me doing here? Come and feed it?"

Shui Jiangyi gritted his teeth, what's wrong with this man's mouth, it's so poisonous.

He defended: "I am very good!"

The blond young man glanced at him, and said lightly, "Just don't delay me from getting off work."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shui Jiangyi to say anything, he said to himself: "It must be Wujou's arrangement again? He is afraid that I will leave work too early?"

Yidizhi sneered and said, "Master Wutiao..."

The familiarity between the lines in their words made Shui Jiangyi look slightly sideways. Does this person have the strength enough to convince Gojo Wu?

The car stopped in the suburbs.

This is a completely deserted area, with no people around, only the whimpering of the wind blowing through the leaves.

Suddenly there was a sound, and Shui Jiangyi followed the sound keenly, and found that it was just a trash can that was blown down by the wind.

"Are you scared?" the blond youth asked Shui Jiangyi.

Shui Jiangyi shook his head decisively, how could he be afraid?He was at best... um, at most a little panicked?

No, the word is not right either.

Without waiting for Shui Jiangyi to find a suitable adjective, the blond young man walked straight towards the entrance. His back silhouette outlined by the suit was sharp and full of power. He said decisively: "Fear is right behind me."

Shui Jiangyi felt that he was underestimated, but he couldn't find strong evidence to refute him for a while, so he followed the blond young man into the room resentfully, determined to let him see his abilities after entering.

This is a dilapidated factory, and the surrounding iron sheets are torn and leaking.

There was no light, the blond young man was carrying a light, and Shui Jiangyi followed behind him. He always felt that the tranquility here was too unusual.

You have to know that when he went on a mission before, whether he was super-class or not, when he came up, he was as fierce as a tiger.

On the obscure ceiling, in the direction of Shui Jiangyi, a curse spirit rushed over quickly.

Seeing that he was about to meet the blond youth, Shui Jiangyi shot worriedly.

But he found that before he could make a move, within three meters, the blond youth had already drawn out his knife and chopped him down the middle.

The dazzling incantation light illuminated the gloomy factory and stopped Shui Jiangyi in his tracks.

The curse spirit screamed, and the blond young man turned his head and glanced at him lightly: "I haven't grown up yet, so I just stand obediently behind the adults."

This sentence is very strange, but it is familiar as if it has been heard somewhere before.

Shui Jiangyi stood silently behind him, watching him pull out the curse spirit.

This time, he confirmed his conjecture, this blond young man was indeed a bit too strong, the curse spirit could hardly touch his body, but was chased and beaten by him instead.

In less than 3 minutes, the curse spirit had already fallen to the ground. He retracted his knife and helped his glasses, and raised his chin neatly towards Shui Jiangyi: "Let's go."

Shui Jiangyi couldn't help but asked him, "May I ask, what's your name?"

"Me?" The blond young man seemed a little puzzled, but he still replied, "Qihai Jianren."

·

The sun is shining brightly, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

The burnt young man was covered in wounds, knelt down on the ground, and threw the long knife on the ground. His body was covered with blood-stained ground.

"After that, I'll leave it to you."

·

It's really going to die at every turn, no matter how you stop it, you can't stop it.

Shui Jiangyi cursed in a low voice, and closed his eyes suddenly. Even though he was fast enough, the wheelchair under him still blocked his steps. If it was just like this, he would not be able to go to the battlefield in time.

He asked the system: "Is there any way, can I stand up?"

The system was a little hesitant, it hesitated and said: "Yi, it's possible, but if you want to exchange it with another perception, you can only exchange it for three hours..."

"You don't have much left to trade."

Moreover, it is not necessary to change things. Both Shui Jiangyi and the system are well aware that the strength of Qihai Jianren is not that weak.

Even if it is a bet against each other, it is not completely impossible to win, and it is even impossible to say that there is a possibility of winning.

"I'll change." The response to the system was Shui Jiangyi's categorical sentence. He didn't seem to have considered the possibility of winning at all.

The system sighed, and just as it was about to move, it heard an impatient voice.

"Tsk, tired of life?"