Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"He said, wait for you at eight o'clock tonight."

Zong Ren leaned on crutches hard to prevent himself from falling, and said while looking at Yu Mo expressionlessly.

"Eight o'clock..."

Yu Mo looked at the time, and there were only about two hours left before eight o'clock.

He raised his head again, staring at Zong Ren closely, as if he wanted to see through something: "You said... why didn't he kill you, but let you come back instead?"

"Do you doubt that I set up traps with him?"

"For me, there is no benefit."

Zong Ren shook his head lightly: "Compared to what he said, cooperating with you has a better chance of surviving."

"What!"

"What is the chance of surviving!"

"I want you to stand in the position of the leader of the light group in the future!"

"If you die, I will be very sad."

Yu Mo's expression was a bit exaggerated, he glared at Zong Ren and then spoke.

It's just that compared to the previous few times, Yu Mo's tone this time is not so sincere.

The acting lacked some soul.

Zong Ren stared at Yu Mo for a long time, and finally shook his head slightly: "So, the value of my interests is not much anymore?"

"indeed..."

"But if you can find a way to survive in the next few missions, you can try it."

"I think there's still a chance."

Seeing that Zong Ren exposed his lies so directly, Yu Mo's expression remained unchanged, without any embarrassment at all, and he never mentioned the matter of the person in charge of the Guang Group, but kindly analyzed it for Zong Ren.

"There is still a chance of survival."

"It won't put you in a situation where you must die."

"If you must die..."

"You won't die for me anymore."

"What's more, just now, someone said that you have the aura of the protagonist and you can't die."

Yu Mo said with a light smile, and then looked outside the door. In the dark night, Yu Sheng had long since disappeared, and the Confucian scholar was still sitting at the door in a daze, raising his head and looking at the sky.

Today is cloudy, there are no stars, and even the moon is only faintly visible.

But the Confucian scholar looked at it very seriously, his eyes full of obsession.

as if...

That was the most beautiful scene in his eyes.

"Ah."

"I see."

Zong Ren nodded slightly, walked to the corner with great effort, and found a chair to sit on.

"Well, before I leave, you eat this."

Looking at Zong Ren who was sitting on the chair without any expression change and very quiet, Yu Mo thought about it seriously, rummaged in his pocket for a long time, finally found a pitch-black pill, and threw it at Zong Ren.

Zong Ren subconsciously took it, and didn't naively ask what it was, but silently held it in his mouth, and swallowed it in front of Yu Mo.

"Wow..."

"You eat too fast!"

"I haven't finished yet!"

"This thing will be poisonous in three hours, and the effect is very fast!"

"I won't be leaving until two hours..."

"You won't die at home without waiting for me to come back?"

"Young man, don't be too impulsive!"

Yu Mo glared at Zong Ren angrily with a look of hatred that iron could not be made into steel.

Zong Ren's raised hand was a little stiff, feeling the medicine he had swallowed...

"But you won't let me die like this."

After finishing speaking, Zong Ren didn't have the mood to speak anymore, so he leaned his body against the wall, closed his eyes slowly, and fell asleep.

"Boring people."

"Not even in the mood for joking."

Yu Mo muttered twice, and finally looked away, pushed the wheelchair to Confucian scholar's side, and looked up at the night sky with him.

Although he couldn't see anything, Yu Mo showed the same obsession.

That expression was exactly the same as that of Confucian scholars.

The two just looked at the sky like this and didn't speak for a long time.

Time keeps passing...

"It's so beautiful..."

The Confucian scholar muttered to himself, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and yearning in his eyes.

Yu Mo nodded slightly, slowly closed his eyes, and took a deep breath: "It's very beautiful."

After speaking, Yu Mo opened his eyes again.

"Freedom, darkness..."

"Unfettered."

"At this moment, I am me."

"really good."

The corner of Yu Mo's mouth was smiling, as if he was explaining to Confucian scholars, and also as if he was asking and answering himself.

On the streets of this crime city, the two became quiet again.

"Senior, let's go."

Yu Mo glanced at the time, turned his head to look at the Confucian scholar and said.

The Confucian scholar was a little confused: "Where are you going?"

"Look for the big fool."

"He is also a person who needs to be redeemed in this city."

"And with his strength, if you redeem him, there should be more incense!"

Yu Mo answered patiently.

The Confucian scholar was thoughtful, his eyes full of expectation, but he soon became annoyed and scratched his hair: "But... I can't beat him..."

"Ok?"

"He's better than you...by a lot?"

Yu Mo froze for a moment. Obviously, he was completely unprepared for what Confucian scholars said.

Everyone is Jiujue, most of the energy in Sin City has been blocked...

Why can't you beat it?

"My strength comes from here..."

The Confucian scholar pointed to his own brain, and his tone was also a little dazed: "I can't explain it clearly, but in my memory, the power comes from the brain."

"The strength of that old man comes from the heart."

"Although he didn't say it, I can feel it."

The Confucian scholar's tone gradually became serious: "And that stupid big man, his strength comes from... body, muscles..."

"If there is no sense of restraint, I am not afraid of him."

"but now..."

"He is very resistant to beatings and has great strength."

"I'm afraid of being beaten to death by him..."

The Confucian scholar honestly expressed his fear of death, and refused the request to go with Yu Mo.

"Well, I still need to absorb incense and return to that world. I can't die."

In the end, the Confucian scholar added another reason why he was afraid of death, proving that he was not really afraid of death.