Once upon a time there was a demon pass

It is worth mentioning that the previous old headmaster of Lingnian still did not find the hunting soul, nor did he find the heritage of Lingnian Academy, and finally chose to guard the Breaking Dawn Pass until his death, in order to redeem his own willfulness.

And near Zhenyaoguan, there were suddenly a few more masters of seven senses. They didn't do tasks or talk on weekdays, and just stayed alone in the corner. No one knew what they came here for, but when Guang returned to the town When Yaoguan was resting, they opened their eyes for the first time, looked at Shi Shi, and observed her injury.

If Shi Shi was seriously injured, an old man in a white robe would approach him with a smile.

"Healing department, Qijue."

"free."

"Need it?"

Hearing such similar words, the hunting squads around looked at themselves, then at the time, and suddenly felt that this is actually what happened in life.

Picture what?

struggle what...

Time did not resist the potential dividends brought by the rest of his life, but after he recovered from his injuries, he entered the demon realm again for the first time and disappeared.

Even in the beginning, some people could see Time in the Demon Realm, but gradually, they could no longer find Time.

Obviously, the territory of time is getting deeper and deeper.

They are not envious of Shi Shi's privilege, after all, in terms of record, Shi Shi is the undisputed number one in the Monster Hunting Squad no matter what.

……

The moonlight gradually dimmed.

Yu Sheng finally withdrew his gaze, simply sorted out the documents on the table, casually collapsed on the sofa beside him, and fell asleep.

This has always been the case in the past two months since I took office.

He even seldom goes out. He practiced and ate in the Mo Pavilion.

It seems that the young man who was always moving forward really stopped his footsteps as he grew older, became peaceful, and became indifferent to the world, and gladly accepted the piles of documents to become a qualified Mo Pavilion Pavilion Lord.

As for Yu Sheng's heart, no one knows how to think about it.

In the blink of an eye, five days later.

Yu Sheng took care of the next work in advance, got up slowly, changed his clothes, carried his schoolbag on his back, and left quietly.

Even the new secretary found out that Yu Sheng had left at some point when he came to clean the room.

It's just that this secretary is calmer and calmer than the previous one.

He didn't go to publicize that the pavilion master was lost, and he didn't look for it. He just closed the door of the office silently, set a table by the door, and sat by the door.

When someone came looking for Yu Sheng, he casually intercepted the file.

"The pavilion master is busy, I will hand it over to him later."

After finishing speaking, carefully record the demands of future people, organize them, put them aside, and wait for the next person to come to the door.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why Yuan Qingshan chose him.

……

Mobei City.

A young man carried his own backpack, walked into the city inconspicuously, wore a hat, lowered his head slightly, and disappeared into the crowd.

In the past two days, Mobei City has been particularly lively.

The focus of discussion among the people is all about the city lord's wedding.

"The city lord is newly married, and he pays for it himself, and throws a large banquet. Anyone in Mobei City can go and eat whatever he wants. He treats guests!"

"Our city lord...reliable!"

"Is the food hard?"

"hard!"

"There are still?"

"Fuck, what do you mean by asking with a few bags?"

Yu Sheng walked in the city, listening to the conversations on the side of the road, gradually drifting away.

He did not go to Zhao Zicheng immediately, but returned to his old house, which is Yu Sanshui's home, took out the key, opened the door, walked in, carefully cleaned the dust in the room, and finally sat in the on the sofa.

In the corner of the coffee table, there were still bloodstains that Li Yihan had inadvertently stained, but it was too old, and the bloodstains had been completely integrated into the wood, so it was hard to find.

Suddenly, it seemed that Li Yihan was still in this room yesterday, swearing, "I am a killer, professional!", but now things have changed, leaving only the traces of years of looking down.

Yu Sheng sat on the sofa, looked at the newspapers in the cabinet, got up, took out the newspapers, and flipped through them casually.

But soon, Yu Sheng's reading of the newspaper slowed down, and he read it more seriously, and even picked up the newspaper he had read before from time to time.

After a long time, Yu Sheng frowned slightly.

"One-third of the newspapers, the recruitment advertisement column, the fourth, the contact person... all have the surname Li."

"There are also some newspapers, the fourth one, and the contact person's surname is Sun."

"The remaining small part is surnamed Wang."

The deadline for the last newspaper was the day Yu Sanshui left.

Because of the long time, these newspapers have become old.

"During the time he was in prison, the newspapers delivered were normal."

"So, there are always his people in Mobei City, are you paying attention to him?"

"Knowing that he is not at home, he gave up the information transmission."

"But he was brought to the Security Division, and not many people knew about it."

"Employees of the Sophia Hotel, or people from the Security Department..."

"Frequently registering newspapers, but still not being discovered... This advertising company must also have his people."

"Are these people... still in Mobei City?"

Yu Sheng put the newspaper on the coffee table and fell into deep thought.