Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"A week?"

"can."

"But if you can't do it, you will die..."

The Confucian scholar stared into Yu Mo's eyes, laughed again after a long time, took two steps back slowly, just fell down on the pile of dry bones, and sang that strange song again.

"Goodbye, senior."

Yu Mo bent slightly towards the Confucian scholar, and his fingers swept across the camera under the armrest.

Soon, the wheelchair turned around and left the woods.

"It's better to use the remote control to control the direction more precisely."

"It's a pity that it's too troublesome to hold it when fighting."

Shi Guang took off the batteries on the remote control, put the remote control back into his pocket, took out the simple version again, held it in his hand, pushed Yu Mo who had returned to them, and walked towards the inner city.

"Go back later."

"Let me slow down."

Yu Mo spoke suddenly.

Time stopped silently.

And Yu Mo was leaning on the wheelchair, panting heavily, and his expression was not as calm as before.

Obviously, the pressure brought to him by Confucian scholars just now is still great.

"Yu Sheng, I have a guess, listen to it."

After a long time, Yu Mo, who regained his composure, turned his head, looked at Yu Sheng who was beside him, and recounted the question raised by the Confucian scholar, with anticipation in his eyes.

After all, Confucian scholars are not normal people, and Yu Sheng's brain circuits are not normal either.

Maybe... only a madman understands a madman.

Yu Sheng looked at Yu Mo in a daze: "Why are you thinking about such a boring question?"

"At least we're alive and content now."

Without any hesitation, Yu Sheng spoke subconsciously and said seriously.

Time nodded in agreement.

Seeing the identical expressions of the two, Yu Mo smiled dumbly.

indeed……

Perhaps for them, this question is nothing but boring.

No matter what the world is like, or whether there are other problems behind it, at least for this moment, it is enough for me to be me.

All thinking is just unfounded worry.

Looking at Yu Sheng again, in time, Yu Mo's eyes already had a look of envy.

Perhaps, the two of them are alive.

And they just live.

Same word, but disagree.

"At least for now, in this crime city, I am me... I am Yu Mo."

Yu Mo sat in a wheelchair, raised his head, looked at the dark sky and muttered to himself, the smile on his face became sincere, the sun was a little brighter, not the same gentle and old-fashioned as before.

"set off!"

"Go home!"

"Rest today, do nothing!"

"I want to sleep... Woo!"

Yu Mo took a deep breath and shouted to the sky.

But in the next second, Yu Sheng covered his mouth.

"Sin City can't shout."

"This is the rule left by the outlaws."

Yu Sheng's voice was calm, and he spoke lightly.

Yu Mo's body froze in place, and the emotion that was directly expressed was stuck in his throat, unable to shout out or swallow it back.

It was extremely painful for a while.

As for the name of the outlaw lunatic, it was once again entered into Yu Mo's heart, and it still drew an exclamation mark.

Obviously, even he himself didn't know that he once again attracted hatred for no reason.

When the three of them left the inner city, the atmosphere was serious.

But it became easier on the way back.

Of course, the main reason for this is Yu Mo, the smile on his face has changed a lot, and he just sat in the wheelchair leisurely, admiring the scenery along the way.

The most obvious thing is that Yu Mo asked questions more frequently, and even marveled at a wild flower by the side of the road.

"Hey, are there any flowers in Sin City?"

"It's just that there is less food in Sin City, but it's still knowledgeable." Yu Sheng answered Yu Mo's question seriously.

Along the way, Yu Mo asked at least dozens of questions, and Yu Sheng answered dozens of them so seriously.

Until they returned to the gate of the inner city again...

The blind old man did not know when he appeared, he was still sitting in the previous position, his eyes were closed, and he was holding a cane.

The smile on Yu Mo's face gradually disappeared.

Yu Sheng thought about it for a moment and looked at Time.

Time nodded slightly, turned and left.

About 10 minutes later, when Guang appeared at the gate of the inner city again, he had already taken several days' worth of rations in his hand, and placed three days' worth of food in front of the old man.

"It's free this time."

The old man spoke slowly, and the hoarse voice echoed in the air.

"Rules cannot be broken."

Yu Sheng was not happy, but still looked at the old man seriously and said.

The old man smiled slightly, and 'looked' at Yu Sheng's position: "That's right, when the rules can be broken at will, it is often accompanied by destruction, and eventually new rules are born."

"You said... right?"

The old man's words seemed to be addressed to Yu Sheng, but when he reached the end, he turned his head and pointed in Yu Mo's direction with a deep voice.

Yu Mo shook his head slightly: "If you can't break it, you can't stand it."

"Sometimes only destruction will be accompanied by new life."

"Malignant developments often only make things worse."

"If you cut the mess quickly, the effect will be better."

Yu Mo's eyes were full of determination, without any sign of wavering.

Clearly, he knew his way and was determined to do so.

The old man did not continue to speak, but fell silent.

Yu Mo didn't leave either, just sat in the wheelchair and looked at the blind old man.

Time goes by.

It seemed a little quiet outside the inner city gate for a while.

In the distance, a figure who had been lingering for an unknown amount of time tentatively came over, with two sweet potatoes in his hands, carefully placing them in front of the old man.

"Excuse me, can I enter the city?"

His voice was a little reserved. Obviously, he didn't know how long he had waited for the old man to appear and pick a suitable time.

Now that he has the rest of his life and time, the old man's conversation seems to be good from a distance, so he has the courage to come here.

After all, people who are recognized by the old man have a slightly higher survival rate after entering Sin City.

This can be regarded as the only test standard for those who lack self-confidence but want to enter the inner city.

Facing the man's inquiry, the old man didn't say a word, but gently rubbed the crutch with his fingers.

Sweat beaded faintly on the man's forehead, he swallowed hard, and slowly took two steps back, standing in a convenient place to run, and by the way, he smiled flatteringly at Yu Sheng and Shi Shi.

Finally, the old man let out a long sigh and shook his head slightly.

Before the old man could speak, the man seemed to understand something, turned around decisively and left, his pace was extremely fast, and within a few seconds, he had already disappeared into the distance.

Only a hurried back was left, looking a little lonely, and like the rest of his life after a nervous catastrophe.

"He seems qualified enough to go to Sin City, doesn't he?"

Yu Sheng recalled the aura emanating from this person, feeling a little dazed.