Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Yu Mo!"

"I want to talk to you!"

Suddenly, the voice of the old white ape came and echoed continuously in the air.

Yu Mo was stunned for a moment, then pushed the wheelchair out of the tent, raised his head and looked towards the sky, slightly lost in thought.

"This king sincerely invites you, you probably won't refuse it!"

The old white ape's voice sounded again, with a slight smile.

"Ah..."

"ill."

"I'm crazy, go out and talk to you."

Yu Mo rolled his eyes, completely ignored what the old white ape said, and turned back to the tent.

"I know, you are afraid that I will kill you recklessly!"

"Not like this..."

"What's your phone number?"

The old white ape pondered for a few seconds before speaking again.

It's just that as the words fell, the eyes of those vigilant soldiers who Zhenyao closed suddenly became strange.

These guys from Yaoyu...

Are you starting to make phone calls?

This content is a bit too absurd.

Inside the tent, Yu Mo laughed a little when he heard what the old white ape said, but finally he shouted: "Confucian scholar!"

In the next second, the Confucian scholar stood in front of Yu Mo out of thin air, with some doubts.

Yu Mo wrote down a series of numbers on the table with a pen, and stuffed them into Confucian students' hands.

"Take it, walk out of Zhenyaoguan, throw it out..."

"It's best to throw it in the beast tide, or on the throne of the old white ape."

He spoke softly.

Confucian scholar nodded expressionlessly: "Oh, I can't lose that far."

"Wrapped with energy!!!"

"It will shatter."

"You are a pseudo-Jiujue. If you throw a note, will you not be able to throw it?"

"Too light and shattering."

"Didn't you say that it will only break if it is wrapped with energy?"

"No bag, the wind speed is too fast, and it will shatter."

"..."

Listening to the Confucian scholar's explanation, Yu Mo fell into silence. He stared at the Confucian scholar's peaceful eyes, wishing he could jump up and give him a club, but due to the difference in strength, he finally gave up on this idea.

"Then you hold this sign, hold it higher..."

Yu Mo looked around, and finally removed the table in front of him, carved his mobile phone number on the table, and blackened it with ink, which was very conspicuous.

The Confucian scholar looked at the table and shook his head slowly again.

"No."

"Don't tell me, it will also shatter!" Yu Mo took a deep breath, trying to calm down his emotions.

The Confucian scholar shook his head: "No, it would be embarrassing."

"Are you still afraid of being ashamed?"

Yu Mo was shocked.

Confucian scholars wondered: "Why am I not afraid of shame?"

"..."

"Then tell me, how should I pass this number to the old white ape?"

Yu Mo gritted his teeth and said.

Confucian scholar thought for a while, his eyes lit up: "You can call it and tell it yourself!"

"Ha ha..."

Yu Mo smiled but didn't even smile, he didn't even have the strength to refute.

The Confucian scholar just stood there, wandering into the sky again.

After a long time, Yu Mo still gave up the exciting choice of beating the Confucian scholar, turned around and took out a demon core that had exhausted its energy, carved a string of numbers on it, and threw it into the Confucian scholar's hand angrily: "That's all right! "

"Well, yes."

The Confucian scholar nodded slightly, completely ignoring Yu Mo's angry tone, and disappeared in place.

About 2 minutes later, Yu Mo's cell phone rang on time.

A string of unfamiliar numbers.

The ending number is still three eights.

"Hey!"

Yu Mo connected angrily and shouted.

"You don't look too... not too... good... okay, buddy!"

The voice of the old white ape came from the phone.

"Your signal is poor."

Yu Mo said weakly.

"Well, after all, I'm...a bit far away from the signal tower..."

"Wait...wait..."

The old white ape was thoughtful.

The next moment, the soldiers who closed the demon town saw another strange scene. Holding the mobile phone, the old white ape suddenly stood up on the throne, jumped to the ground, and then began to walk continuously.

"How's the signal now?"

The old white ape asked politely.

"Um..."

Yu Mo answered very perfunctorily.

On the other side of the phone, the old white ape chuckled: "This is not the proper attitude towards a master of the demon domain. In order to chat with you, I am acting like a clown now, and I did not expect that the TV series said , If the signal is not good, walk more, this sentence is actually true."

"So, are you calling me just to talk nonsense? Then after hanging up, tell the soldiers of the human race that I am an undercover agent in your demon realm?"

Yu Mo said sarcastically.

For some reason, Yu Mo is in a bad mood today, very bad.

"It's very sad for you to say that."

"I know that this level of dirty water can't affect you anymore."

"So can we get down to business?"

"If you make your mood better by mocking me."

Facing Yu Mo's words, the old white ape still maintained a good attitude and asked with a smile.

Yu Mo changed to a more comfortable position and leaned on the wheelchair: "Well, we have changed the password of the signal tower, but you can still make calls. Who did you bribe this time?"

"Um..."

"Do you want this information?"

"One for one?"

On the other side of the phone, the old white ape pondered for a few seconds and said, "This time I can't give it away for nothing."

"goodbye!"

Yu Mo hung up the phone without any hesitation.

(My father died of illness. I will update tomorrow if I have time. If I don’t have time, it may be interrupted for a day. Sorry...I really tried my best...)