Once upon a time there was a demon pass

late at night.

Looking at An An who was already asleep, the smile on Zong Ren's face finally disappeared, and finally returned to ice-cold.

Sitting on a chair, looking at the moonlight outside the window, Zong Ren didn't know what he was thinking.

His eyes fell on An An on the bed several times.

According to the plan, my identity...

I have to change it too.

And An'an also needs to be cleared.

After all, they have been together day and night for a month, no matter how much they pretend to look like, there is always a possibility that the dark pavilion will catch some clues.

Li Yang, an ordinary citizen, was brainwashed by a cult in order to treat his daughter's disease. During a riot, he sacrificed himself to protect Zongren.

In the end, Zongren resisted desperately and died completely.

In this way, he can use other identities to lead those real elites who have been recruited recently, the dead soldiers, to hide in the darkness again.

It disappeared from Mo Ge's field of vision again.

but...

For some reason, Zong Ren felt that it was a little bit cold today.

"Dad...Dad..."

"An'an is not afraid...not afraid of the dark..."

In her sleep, An An turned over, still muttering softly, with a strong smile on the corner of her mouth.

Zong Ren's face was still cold, just watching calmly.

Until An An shivered twice and curled up on the bed.

The moonlight shone on Zong Ren's face. He got up expressionlessly, picked up the quilt kicked aside by An An, and covered her again.

Throughout the night, Zong Ren sat by the bed without making any movement.

dawn.

"The porridge made by Dad is delicious!"

"Much better than before!"

An An was holding the bowl, enjoying it, and always had a smile on her face, as if she was always so cheerful.

Zongren rarely pretended to be himself, but just sipped the porridge silently.

It was not until a long time later that he raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him: "Let's move."

"Ok?"

"Why, I hate Grandma Liu and the others."

A look of surprise appeared on An An's face, and soon became disappointed.

"Because if you want to treat your illness, you need to go to a big city."

"Only big cities can make more money and have better medical conditions."

Zong Ren put a smile on his face again, stretched out his hand and rubbed An An's head, and said in a gentle voice.

"I...I can die."

"As long as Dad is here, the darkness is fine..."

An An's voice was a little low.

"listen to me."

Zong Ren spoke again, with an irresistible meaning in his voice: "I will come back to pack my luggage in the afternoon, wait for me at home, don't go out."

After speaking, Zong Ren got up, put on his coat, opened the door and left.

In the room, An An was the only one sitting on the chair.

Even though she was only six years old, she acted very well-behaved. She helped the table to get off the floor, and walked to the kitchen with the dishes and chopsticks with ease. After washing the dishes, she fumbled to put them on the shelf.

Started cleaning the room again.

……

"My Goddess, Qiu Xiaoxiao, was ambushed by the treacherous Moge last night when she was restoring the glory of the God Cult, and she has died!"

"This is a challenge to us and to God!"

"We must do something about this!"

"At eight o'clock tonight, this remote town should make some noise!"

"Remember, we only have 5 minutes. Once the time is up, all evacuate. I don't want you to have an accident."

"After all, you are the hope of the Divine Cult. From you, I have already seen a bright future!"

Zongren looked at 'Zongren' in front of him, and said earnestly.

'Zong Ren' looked very excited: "It is my honor to do things for the gods."

"No!"

Zong Ren interrupted him with a serious face: "You are not doing things for the gods, because...you are the gods!"

"It is my good fortune to walk with God."

"But if there is an accident, you..."

Zong Ren was a little embarrassed, so he didn't say anything in the second half.

At this moment, Zongren's eyes were full of emotion, excitement, fanaticism, or no brains: "No one wants to harm the interests of our god religion, or rather die!"

"Even if there is such a day, please believe that when the light washes away the sins of this world, the gods will descend."

"All the heroes who died for the religion will be resurrected!"

"And what they did will not be forgotten."

"At that time, you will be a new god. Walking on this land, everything you see is your believer."

Zong Ren's voice was not loud, even a little deep.

But 'Zong Ren' was even more excited, his breathing became heavy, as if he had imagined that scene, he nodded heavily.

He didn't promise anything more, but silence speaks louder now.

Zongren gradually drifted away from his admiring eyes and disappeared on the street.

On this day, Zong Ren continued to be busy in this small fringe town.

Some are for assignments.

Some are busy cleaning up their own traces.

alley.

Seeing Aunt Liu's pale face and wide-open pupils, Zong Ren put down the handkerchief expressionlessly.

"You are a good man."

"But unfortunately, you are a good person."

Zong Ren spoke in a calm voice, observing the room with his eyes, finally gently wiped off the fingerprints on the doorknob, and slowly smoothed Aunt Liu's eyelids.

"Oh, after so many years of heart disease, I told her to buy some medicine and do less sewing! But she just wouldn't listen!"

"Who said no?"

"He has no children, no one will care if he dies."

"When I was washing clothes before, I heard her talking about saving money to treat a little girl."

"Girl? Ann?"

"Yes, yes, you know her?"

"Well, the one in our alley has been blind since he was a child, and only his father took him with him. It's so pitiful."

"Oh...good people don't live long."

A sigh sounded.

Just watching the ambulance take away Aunt Liu's body.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

On the street, An An spoke in a daze, her ears moved slightly.

"fine."

"There's a fight between the two shops next door."

Zong Ren patted An An's head and said with a smile.

"Oh."

"Are we really not saying goodbye to Grandma Liu?"

"I'll miss her."

An An's little face was full of reluctance.

"If she sees her, she will also miss you."

"Separation is painful."

"Let's go."

Zong Ren lowered his hat, and now he has completely changed his face, holding An An's hand, and walking away.

At this time, An An is no longer what she used to be.

It's just that because of her blindness, she didn't notice anything.

It just felt that her face was itchy after her father helped her put on makeup.

Just that night...

'Zongren' led the cultists and suddenly launched a riot in this city.

The first thing to do was this alley.