Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"The rest of your life?"

The one-eyed old man still liked to sit on the big rock at the entrance of the village. After seeing Yu Sheng, he was startled for a moment, and said with a smile.

"Hello, senior."

Yu Sheng came to the old man and spoke politely.

"Ha ha..."

"I can't bear to be your senior."

"Now you are the Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion, and you are also a hero of my human race. If you didn't call you Mr. Yu, you would have been counted as my entrustment."

The old man shook his head and explained seriously.

"It has nothing to do with merit..."

"You are still a senior."

Yu Sheng shook his head and retorted.

But the old man stared at Yu Sheng seriously: "No!"

"If you don't look at merit, then what are we old guys risking our lives for?"

"Yes, our plan is to protect the people!"

"But if it's just guarding, without rewards, the reserve service won't last long."

"Achievement is what we value most."

"If you are in the old barracks, if you don't talk about this, is it to negate our efforts in this life?"

The old man opened his mouth slowly, then stood up tremblingly leaning on his crutches. He raised his hand that was already full of age spots, and made a marked salute of the reserve: "Veteran Zhao De, I have met Mr. Yu."

Yu Sheng watched this scene a little dullly.

In just one day, his heart seemed to be opened quietly, and then, one after another, human emotions and emotions rushed into Yu Sheng's heart like crazy. Everything is fresh.

Every perception is something I have never had before.

When he was in the Mo Academy, although he traveled around the world for half a year, he saw and listened with the purpose of learning how to smile.

But in his bones, he didn't really have the idea of ​​blending into the world of mortals.

So in those six months, although he was in the world of mortals, he was not stained with dust.

And now...

He resolutely walked into the world of mortals, covered in mud, and looked a little messy, but he enjoyed it.

In the end, Yu Sheng didn't interrupt the veteran's ceremony, but watched with slightly complicated eyes, and followed the old man to the village.

After seeing Yu Sheng, all the old people who could still stand stood up one after another, saluted Yu Sheng with firm eyes.

"Liu Qingfeng, teach you this disciple..."

"No regrets in this life!"

Looking at Yu Sheng's figure, the one-eyed old man felt a little emotional. He recalled the scene when Yu Sheng was a eccentric little guy who was dragged here by Liu Qingfeng, and spoke softly.

"I think..."

"Go see him."

Yu Sheng lowered his head slightly.

"Ah."

"You know where."

After hearing Yu Sheng's words, the one-eyed old man nodded in satisfaction and sat aside.

For the rest of life, etiquette cannot be discarded!

But after the ceremony, he is still an elder, and for the rest of his life, he still has the mentality of watching the younger generation grow up.

"Ah."

Yu Sheng nodded slightly, and just followed the path in the old barracks, shuttled very familiarly along the way, and came to a wild field full of flowers.

Pieces of tombstones are scattered in the sea of ​​flowers, birds chirping and butterflies flying from time to time.

"Um..."

"I am now the Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion..."

"I also killed a lot of... monsters."

"The meritorious service is also the top one."

"that is..."

Yu Sheng sat in front of Liu Qingfeng's tombstone, and said softly, with a slight pause in his voice, he opened his backpack, and took out a somewhat worn but neat schoolbag from inside: "That's it... a little broken."

After finishing speaking, Yu Sheng carefully put away his schoolbag again, and just fell down in the grass beside him, looking at the sky.

At this moment, Yu Sheng's brain was completely emptied, and he no longer thought about any problems.

Or maybe, he could feel a moment of peace only when he was beside Liu Qingfeng.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Sheng fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, the sky was full of stars.

"teacher..."

"My way...what the hell is it..."

"How do I go..."

Yu Sheng turned his head, looked at the tombstone beside him, and asked softly.

The breeze blew, and a flower in front of the tombstone swayed gently, but unfortunately, Liu Qingfeng could no longer give Yu Sheng an answer to this question.

"I used to..."

"When I was in Sin City, I just wanted to get out alive."

"Later, I did."

"Later, I also fulfilled all the wishes on the wish list..."

"And now..."

"I really don't know what else I want to do."

"Even if..."

"Tomorrow I will die, and there is nothing to be sorry about."

Yu Sheng looked at the starry sky and talked to himself.

He had never told anyone about these things, and he didn't want to talk about them, but at this time, facing a deceased person, his own teacher, Yu Sheng finally opened his heart and kept talking about his troubles.

At night in the fields, everything is silent.

Only the breeze blows from time to time.

and a former teenager...

The most authentic voice.