Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Although Artest usually speaks very little, he always does something silently.

Fight, always rush to the forefront.

Including obviously very big, but always smiling honestly at everyone.

Garbage at the door of the bedroom, corridors that are always clean...

That idiot who is always shouting 'me too', not good at expressing.

"Wait a little longer..."

Yu Sheng spoke softly, and the room fell into silence.

Lin Xiaoxiao was still swiping her phone constantly, with anger written all over her face.

Obviously, there are more and more posts on the Internet.

All kinds of negative comments are overwhelming.

As more and more people woke up in the morning, the incident continued to ferment and spread at a terrifying speed.

A stone into the water, set off a thousand waves.

Even in the content discussed on the Internet, the depth is constantly increasing.

E.g...

'Whether humans and demons can coexist. '

'Is the demon really heinous? '

Wait for a series of posts with hidden intentions.

Things have so far, Artest itself is not important.

But more and more involved.

Artest, standing at the center of public opinion, was raised to an unprecedented height.

Not killing Artest proves that Mo Ge acquiesced that humans and demons can coexist.

Demons are not heinous.

Concepts are replaced unconsciously.

If at this time, Artest disappeared and there was no news, and Mo Ge said that Artest left by himself, who would believe it?

They will only believe that Mo Ge is protecting a demon.

All of this is just a joke.

Now that things have come to an end, what wants to kill Artest is already something called people's hearts.

Yaoyu watched the fire from the other side, looking calm.

Seeing the inside of the human race, there was a lot of discussion.

……

Demon domain.

The white ape family.

"how?"

Looking at the returning white ape in the distance, the patriarch asked lightly.

"As stated in your letter."

"Human Domain is in a mess right now."

The white ape was a little excited, obviously he didn't expect that the patriarch just wrote a letter, which caused such a big commotion among the people.

The patriarch was neither happy nor sad, he just tapped on the table lightly.

"The human domain has been suppressed for too long."

"I need an outlet to release my emotions."

"It's just that I happen to have this outlet."

"It's nothing to be proud of."

"Next, it depends on what Mo Ge will do."

"If you kill Artest, release those photos of Artest tortured since he was a child."

"The human race can't bear this the most."

"At that time, Mo Ge's credibility will still be severely impacted."

"Tell those half-demons not to take Artest away."

"Whether he is alive or dead, for us, the result is the same."

"Leave it to Moge to make the decision."

"I will apply to the higher-ups. In the near future, let the little demons below be quiet and not cause trouble."

"So as not to give Mo Ge a new outlet."

The old white ape murmured that the road to Moge had been completely blocked.

In the end, he couldn't help laughing at himself.

"Unfortunately, if I am the owner of the mountain, the Yaozhen pass will be broken in ten years."

"In the final analysis, the strength is not enough, and there is wisdom, which is just arousing people's fear."

As he said that, the old white ape sighed softly with a look of tiredness in his eyes, and returned to his wooden house.

There is a huge bookshelf in the room.

All of the above are books, allusions, and history of the human race.

Most of them have been turned over to be very dilapidated.

……

Jiangcheng, in a dilapidated private house.

The door is closed.

Artest sat in a corner away from the window, a little depressed, holding a mobile phone and a dictionary on the table.

He already knew some words.

But most of them need to be compared with a dictionary and slowly understood according to pinyin.

He reads every comment very slowly.

But very serious.

His face had gradually turned pale, and the hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.

What to do, uneasy...

"I...I'm not a bad person..."

"Why do you say I deserve to die..."

"Could it be..."

"Did I really deserve to die..."

He put the phone down weakly and leaned against the wall.

The scenes that happened in Yaoyu were like imprinted in his mind, which he could not forget.

Soaking in the pool of blood is like a pain of a thousand cuts...

Watching children die in front of their own eyes.

Even at the moment of death, his eyes were wide open.

to...

A young boy with a wolf's head and a beast's tail...

In the middle of the night, these images kept reappearing like a nightmare, and the greedy and excited eyes of the monster were watching him as if through a dream.

tell him...

Sooner or later, he will be found.

It wasn't until after going through the mind-training road that everything that had happened was gradually sealed in the bottom of my heart.

Like a scar that is gradually healing.

but...

The scar had just formed a scab, and was torn apart in a brutal way, bloody, and displayed in front of everyone.

let people see...

'Look, that's a demon! '

Artest couldn't help clenching his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was breathing heavily.

But in the end, he let go of his palm weakly.

Just leaning against the wall.

Hollow eyes.

The mobile phone quietly placed on the table is like a howling abyss, emitting a dark light.

Frightening, hopeless.

But it kept tugging at his heart.

Have a look...

Take another look...

Maybe someone can speak for me...

Artest is like a prisoner trapped in an ice cellar, trying to find a trace of warmth in this suffocating cold.

Warmth from strangers.

what I want...

Just a little bit of understanding.

He kept comparing the dictionary, flipping through it, and looking at it.

From the hope at the beginning, it gradually became numb, and finally... despaired.

It turns out that there is no water in the desert.

He saw Lin Xiaoxiao's post, and he also saw Mu Yu, Zhao Zicheng, Sun Wen...

But he even knew what kind of situation the current situation was through the scoring of each item.

turn out to be...

Before he knew it, he had become a sinner who might affect the peace of the human race.

Even Mu Yu and the others... have been attacked by certain words because of themselves.

Said they were bewitched by themselves.

Say they need to see where they stand.

but...

What's ridiculous is that the houses where I am hiding now are all captured by myself, the dens of people in the cult.

Outside the room, it was noon, and the sun was scorching hot, warming the earth.

In the room, it was dark and cold, like an abyss, with desperate hearts.

Although there is only one wall and one window separated, it seems that two completely different worlds have been formed.

One is justice.

One, called dirty.

Irony?

may be.

Perhaps when Artest was really executed by Moge, everyone clapped their hands and applauded...

Yaoyu releases another set of photos...

At that time, it was still insulting.

It's just that the person being scolded will become Mo Ge.

And the abusers are still this group of people.

They're...still moral.

Never melted into darkness.

Even, they will forget that the group of people who used to be the loudest were themselves.

Hands... already stained with blood.