Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Didn't you say that according to experience..."

"Can I enter the city?"

In the wild, looking at the city in the distance, the headmaster hardly had the energy to speak.

The rest of his life was walking on the road, thoughtful.

"its not right."

"It was clearly like this before."

"Oh..."

"I drove a Tiger xxs before, maybe the engine...is different."

It was getting dark.

A group of three people just kept going along the dirt road in the countryside.

The night wind blows slightly.

Occasionally, I raised my head to see the stars in the sky.

seem...

Just walking around like this is also a good choice.

until late at night.

Looking at the city not far away, the tired principal wept with joy.

back home...

finally home.

This wonderful trip made him deeply aware of Liu Qingfeng's difficulties.

But it also fueled his fighting spirit.

Sooner or later, my plan will succeed!

Clench your fist hard.

The headmaster looked firm.

Then, in front of the two of them, he took a taxi and walked away.

Only the rest of my life is left, and time stands still.

"Where are you going?"

Time looked at Yu Sheng and asked.

Looking at this familiar city for the rest of his life, he was in a daze for a while.

It's been a long time...

"Go see someone."

Yu Sheng said softly.

"Oh."

Shi Guang nodded, stopped talking, and just followed Yu Sheng, drifting away in this city.

Under the dim streetlights, two thin figures stuck to the shadow of the wall, as if blending into the darkness.

……

"He is my teacher."

In a remote land, there is a tombstone.

Yu Sheng stood in front of the tomb and said softly.

Opened the backpack, took out the Yiwen Yunxun that he had obtained before, and placed Erwen Yunxun in front of the tomb.

Seriously calculated his current meritorious service.

Yu Sheng finally took off the three-pattern Yunxun and placed it in front of the tombstone as well.

Then he took two steps back slowly.

He didn't bow, didn't say anything nasty, just looked at the tombstone silently.

Shi Guang looked at the photo of Liu Qingfeng on the tombstone with some curiosity.

Time goes by.

"Let's go."

Yu Sheng said suddenly, and after looking at the tombstone again, he turned and left.

No more nostalgia.

From the beginning to the end, Yu Sheng never said anything to the tombstone.

But those three bright medals, even at this night, are so dazzling.

In the photo, Liu Qingfeng is unsmiling, with his body straight and his eyes looking forward.

Looking at Yu Sheng's back, Shi Shi was a little silent.

always feel...

During this year, Yu Sheng changed a lot.

Even the standing posture just now seemed to be imitating that photo.

The back is not arched.

Of course, after turning around and leaving, Yu Sheng returned to his own appearance.

This wonderful sense of change, time can not tell.

but...

Seems to be fine too.

For the next two days, Yu Sheng stayed in this city.

After learning that Yu Sheng was the inspector sent by Mo Academy this time, the principal was numb.

It also reminded me that I left the inspector on the street like this before, and took a taxi and left...

The headmaster wanted to slap his own two big mouths.

Obviously he is the arrogance of Mobei No. [-] Middle School, and he is his old principal...

Such a huge innate advantage...

Why did you take a taxi by yourself?

How cold and cold he pretended before, how affectionate he is now.

During these two days, the headmaster even forgot about the existence of time, and surrounded Yu Sheng all the time.

Constantly booing and asking for warmth.

Take the rest of my life to recall the years I spent in No. [-] Middle School.

Including cooperation between the two.

And the school uniforms full of advertisements.

A wave of perfect memory kills!

Even in the early morning of the next day, photos of Yu Sheng quietly appeared on any wall of No. [-] Middle School.

In the photo, Yu Sheng was wearing the school uniform of their No. [-] Middle School, with a sunny smile on his face.

Um...

The smile is p.

Otherwise, with a cold face, looking at it at night, it would be eerie, and it would easily scare other students.

Shi Shi expressed his amazement to the photo.

At least she has never seen Yu Sheng smile like this.

"But... you do look good when you smile."

Time seriously commented.

No response to this for the rest of my life.

It's just wisps of gray gas emanating from his body.

"Principal, you can prepare for the assessment."

Yu Sheng looked at the principal and said seriously!

Then in the following afternoon, the entire Mobei No. [-] Middle School continued to emit majestic gray air, which continued to flow.

It was also on this day that they truly saw the deterrent power of Yu Sheng.

There used to be seniors who gave them popular science about the existence of the rest of their lives...

But I didn't know until I saw it with my own eyes, seniors, that's too euphemistic.

The content of the goddamn assessment is to break a big stone in the chest.

Let Xueba sing rap!

And let a cute little girl run a [-]-meter sprint on the spot.

Not even time, the rest of my life was spared.

There are nearly a thousand people...

Just looking at the performance stage like this, Shi Shi came to a stand-up comedy.

But to their surprise, Shi Shi didn't feel any embarrassment at all, instead he read the lines given by Yu Sheng seriously.

His expression was extremely focused.

then...

The program is full of effects.

Seeing the gray gas pouring out of the venue, Yu Sheng finally forgot about the photo.

Um...

28 sheets.

Each one also showed a different smile.

……

East of Mobei City.

A remote village.

Zong Ren just sat on a bluestone at the entrance of the village, looking at the scorching sun above his head, narrowing his eyes slightly.

And behind him, in that small village.

A corpse fell to the ground.

Deaths vary.

It looked extremely cruel.

Blood was soaked in the soil, and even the air smelled of blood.

On the wall, the hideous bloodstains were shocking.

At this time, the corpse had already rotted and became foul-smelling.

Flies fluttered in mid-air.

"Ugh..."

"In this world, being weak is the original sin."

"All the so-called laws and regulations are just rules made by the strong to restrain the weak."

"So, it's not me that you should blame, but yourselves."

"You are willing to spend the rest of your life in such a village, and give up the road to becoming stronger, then..."

"Naturally give up control of life."

"this world..."

"Belongs to the strong."

Zongren got up, stood on the bluestone, turned around, looked at the blood-stained village, put his hands on his back, and muttered to himself.

The expression on his face was extremely cold and indifferent.

the breeze blows...

It was like those villagers who kept their eyes open until they died, talking silently.