Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Sitting in the wheelchair, Zhao Zicheng was speechless for a while.

"Oh, let the world fool me, laugh at me, insult me, scold me, bully me, insult me, slander me, slander me!"

Zhao Zicheng sneered, just halfway through the sentence, Yu Sheng pondered: "Just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few years... become a Muggle?"

"I'm going to practice."

Zhao Zicheng turned the wheelchair and walked to the distance silently.

Yu Sheng pondered: "Perhaps the one sitting on the side of the road crying late at night is not necessarily someone with a story. It is you who practice hard and are not as good as others."

Xu Yuanqing was shocked: "Where did you learn this poisonous chicken soup?"

"I watched it online, and they all said it was very healing."

"I just wanted to comfort him."

Yu Sheng was a little at a loss: "Is it not enough, I still have..."

As he said that, Yu Sheng took out his phone and flipped through it, and there were dense strips of 'chicken soup for the soul' that comforted others.

Xu Yuanqing took a general glance, and suddenly fell silent.

No wonder the rest of my life has been talking more and more strangely in the past two days.

Looking at these messy posts every day... He can still maintain a normal-looking person, which can already be said to be extraordinary.

"Next time... watch less of this."

After Youyou said something, Xu Yuanqing also hid a little further away from Yu Sheng.

Only Yu Sheng was still a little puzzled, looking at the backs of the two of them leaving, and muttering to himself: "Isn't it enough to heal?"

"I'm feeling fine."

Watching wisps of gray gas spread from the top of the two people's heads, and finally fall into the picture scroll in his body.

Yu Sheng suddenly felt that... this 'healing' quote is really useful.

At least, he himself was healed.

……

It was very quiet in the room that day.

Seeing Yu Sheng who was expecting and wanted to chat with them at any time, the two chose to shut up very sensiblely.

But soon, Yu Sheng called the outlaw lunatic.

"Want to get rich?"

The moment he connected, Yu Sheng asked.

"what?"

"miss you!"

"Does Boss Yu have any new sources of income?"

After a short period of confusion over there, they became excited in an instant.

Even Xu Yuanqing, who was sleeping on the sofa, opened his eyes silently, silently waiting for Yu Sheng's next words.

"Start burning paper from now on!"

"When you die, you will be an upstart!"

Yu Sheng recalled it and said sincerely.

...

"You think I'm idle?"

The voice said quietly.

Yu Sheng looked at his picture scroll that had been enriched a little, and felt at ease.

effective.

It's also possible over the phone.

No wonder it is said to be healing quotes. Sure enough, the Internet never deceives me.

Until he realized something was wrong, he turned around and looked at Xu Yuanqing in the distance, disappointed.

The power source is not over the phone...

Only face to face.

"never mind."

"Let's close the disc tonight, there will be other actions tomorrow."

Hanging up the phone resolutely, without saying another word of nonsense, Yu Sheng thought about it and went to Xu Yuanqing's side: "Teacher, do you want to make money?"

"In no mood!"

Xu Yuanqing resolutely refused, closed his eyes, and fell down again on the other side.

Thinking for the rest of his life, he walked to Zhao Zicheng's side again: "Do you want to become stronger and reach the pinnacle of life?"

"Do not want to."

Zhao Zicheng shook his head, stepped on the accelerator of the wheelchair, operated the gear lever, and walked away.

Yu Sheng was left standing alone.

Looking at the dense quotations recorded in the mobile phone, Yu Sheng was a little lost in thought.

"I still have more than 800 entries..."

"Who are you reading it to..."

Xu Yuanqing and Zhao Zicheng shuddered collectively, and they became more determined not to talk to Yu Sheng for a while.

You never know what's going on in this guy's brain circuit.

Maybe in a few days, when Yu Sheng discovers the New World again, he will abandon these quotations and start playing with other things again.

It's hard to describe how Zhao Zicheng and Xu Yuanqing got through this tormenting day.

The next morning.

The sun had just risen, and Xu Yuanqing, who was most willing to sleep, stood up suddenly: "Let's go!"

"Mexico City Education Department, pretend to be aggressive!"

Zhao Zicheng looked excited, driving a wheelchair, he did not know where to find a feather fan in his hand, and fanned it lightly.

Not to mention...it really has that elegant charm.

The two couldn't wait to open the door, went downstairs, stood on the street, breathing fresh air.

Finally, I don't have to listen to those inexplicable quotations Yu Sheng said to himself.

Those who are "cure" are okay to say, but I'm afraid...

"Today, when you go forward..."

Yu Sheng stood behind the two of them, looked into the distance and murmured.

I'm coming...

Again!

The faces of the two were dark.

Xu Yuanqing took the car key from the doorman's hand almost in a panic, and opened the car door.

Zhao Zicheng got in with great effort, not forgetting to drag his wheelchair.

He kicked the accelerator and galloped away.

And Yu Sheng, who hadn't boarded the car yet, didn't even look at it.

What a ruthless master from Sin City, why did he grow crooked!

In this regard, the Mo Academy will never admit that this is their reason.

It must be Yu Sheng's own problem.

Yu Sheng silently raised his hand, stopped a taxi, and sat down.

"Master driver, have you ever had a dream?"

Some expectant eyes stared at the driver.

The driver touched the steering wheel for a while, his expression became melancholy: "My dream is... tell me where you are going."

"Oh, Ed, thank you."

The driver stepped on the gas pedal, humming a song, and was very talkative: "Who doesn't have an ideal when he is young."

"Let's just say that when I was in school, I was also a man of the hour."

"Tsk tsk, you don't know..."

The driver chatted along the way.

When he arrived at the Education Department, Yu Sheng got out of the car and waved to him with some reluctance: "Goodbye, you will succeed!"

The driver's eyes were red, lying on the steering wheel, crying bitterly.

Tears welled up.

"Once upon a time, I was also a teenager..."

"Why is it mixed up with the current virtue!"

Soon, the driver's eyes burst out with fighting spirit again: "Even if I am a taxi driver, I will be the best car king!"

He straightened his seat belt, kicked the accelerator, and turned around.

Leave.

"I just...did I forget to collect the money?"

It wasn't until he drove a full three streets that he suddenly discovered a problem that seemed to be very important.

With one foot on the brakes, he froze in place.

For a while, tears welled up a little more.