Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Isn't time coming back..."

Yu Mo sat in a wheelchair and talked to himself for another half an hour. Seeing that the sun had risen and it was shining on him, the sun was dazzling, he asked helplessly.

"It should be opening a new corpse pit, which is relatively slow."

Yu Sheng thought for a while, and replied, by the way, tidy up and put away all the still usable crossbows.

"New Corpse Pit..."

"As expected of someone I like."

"For the rest of my life, living in Sin City, will you feel tired?"

"Have you ever thought about giving up?"

Yu Mo's voice became low again, looking very depressed, with his head slightly lowered: "I did."

"I've thought about it more than once."

"Why do you have to fight like this? Is it really worth it?"

"Obviously, I can easily enjoy the respect of the world, and through the brilliance of my ancestors, I can become an existence admired by everyone."

"Standing in the sun, you should be very happy."

Yu Mo shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, his smile was full of bitterness.

He raised his head slightly, and just looked at the dazzling sunlight in mid-air, but stubbornly refused to close his eyes. There were expectations, yearning, and longing in his eyes, but in the end he could only turn into helplessness.

"But the world needs darkness."

"Some things have to be done."

"To kill, to frighten, to be hated, to attract all enemies."

"When this world is full of light, that light will be worthless."

"But the darkness is pervasive, and the unstoppable light will appear precious."

Yu Mo let out a long breath, swept away the decadence on his face, and his smile became gentle again, as always.

This smile, a little hypocritical, a little indifferent, but... trustworthy.

"Now I just hope that in the last part of my life, I can find a trustworthy person who will take my thinking and continue to walk unswervingly."

"Actually, sometimes, when I sit alone in a cold room, I also think about the picture of my death."

"It is estimated that at that time, all the people will celebrate."

"Congratulations to me, the devil who did all kinds of evil, and finally died."

"They will have a carnival in front of my grave, and they will wantonly mock me. Thinking about it...it's quite lively."

"I'm actually... afraid of death too."

"Yu Sheng, you are really not afraid..."

The emotions in Yu Mo's voice are very complicated, and it is easy to exaggerate other people around him.

But behind him, there was still no sound.

Yu Mo unobtrusively took out a small mirror from his pocket, and glanced behind him through the mirror.

No one is empty.

Yu Sheng did not know when he had arrived in the courtyard of the back room, holding a dagger in his hand, constantly repairing the shaft of the arrow, like an experienced carpenter.

The distance between the two is very far, that is to say, the words he said just now cannot be heard for the rest of his life...

"It's lyrical."

"It's hard to brew an emotion."

"Ugh."

Yu Mo's face turned dark, and he couldn't help mumbling, and then silently put away the mirror, just letting the sun shine on him, looking extremely pitiful.

Until Shi Shi came back from a distance with a shovel and a cart.

Only then did Yu Mo's face shine again!

"Quickly remote control me."

"Remote control and I'll go back, I'm sunburned to death."

"I want to drink water, with ice cubes!"

"It would be even better if there was a bottle of Coke at this time."

He seemed to have once again ignited his desire for life, and kept shouting.

It looks like a young man in his 20s.

Of course, he was indeed only in his twenties.

……

"The surname is Sun!"

"You are shameless!"

"I have provided you with delicious food and drink during this time, and the benefits that should be given have declined at all!"

"You're so naughty!"

Before that, he had been following Sun Wen, but the young man who served Sun Wen was pressed to the ground by two members of the light group, raised his head ferociously, glared at Sun Wen, and cursed loudly.

And his elder brother, the head of the security department, seemed much calmer.

His face was ashen, his eyes were dull, and he completely gave up the idea of ​​resistance.

It's not just him, the Deputy Pavilion Master of Moge's Ercheng branch!

Ange Ercheng Branch, Director of Operations!

And various small officials were arrested one by one.

The whole operation was mighty and mighty, which lasted for a full day, and everyone in Er City knew it.

Looking at these moths that have corroded them for several years, although these common people did not speak, their impression of Guangzu improved again.

Sure enough, only Yu Mo was guilty.

The light group itself is still good.

Moge set up this new department with a long-term vision and seeking benefits for the people!

It was just taken advantage of by a caring person like Yu Mo.

And the freshmen of Mo Academy also received a burst of applause.

In the various actions of the light group, the future talents of the human race have been well publicized and have a good reputation among the people.

Especially with Yu Mo's previous comparison, it seems that these people are even more rare and valuable.

in the corner.

Zhao Dabao was carrying a somewhat worn-out document bag in his hand, and he was wearing a cheap suit, making him look very unremarkable in the crowd.

He silently watched the arrest of the light group, without saying a word, just lowered his head slightly, pushed his thick lens, and took two steps back.

Until the optical group is completely closed.

Custom-made vehicles took all these people away, and drove out of Ercheng in front of countless people, and the whole incident gradually subsided.

It was getting dark by this time.

Zhao Dabao turned around silently, carrying the briefcase, turned and left in a very despondent manner.

"Old Lin from the archives room is not here..."

Just as he left, he turned around again, turned into a street, hid himself in the night, and his gaze became icy cold.

Logically speaking, people from the archives room must be present to record today's actions and hand them over to Moge headquarters.

And Lao Lin, as the oldest employee in the archives room, couldn't be absent.

"Officials in the county are not vigilant enough when they become greedy."

"It's so easy to get caught."

"It's not safe enough without these big guys carrying them in front..."

Zhao Dabao muttered to himself, and hid in the dark to observe for about half an hour, until the crowd had completely dispersed, and he did not see Lao Lin at the entrance of the Moge branch. Even the lights in the archives room on the third floor had been turned off. He didn't go out of this room either.

He fell into deep thought, and after a long time, he took out a somewhat worn-out mobile phone that could only receive calls and text messages, and took out a brand new calling card in his pocket, put it on it, input a series of numbers skillfully, and called past.

"Hi, hello, is this the Moge service hall?"

"My city entry procedures have not been completed. Director Lin of the Archives Office is in charge of this matter."

"But today I went to the office to find him and he wasn't there."

"Can you help me get in touch?"

"This matter is very urgent. If it is not proved, I will not be able to find a job."

"A bunch of people at home are waiting to eat."

Zhao Dabao's tone was full of anxiety, and he said to the phone.