Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"How about... take him away?"

After several seconds of deliberation, Shi Guang tried to ask a question.

For Shi Shi's suggestion, Yu Sheng did not respond immediately, but was also lost in thought.

After another ten seconds, seeing that the Confucian scholar had slowly sat up straight on the branch, Yu Sheng said, "This may affect his plan."

"You can try to control the wheelchair to turn around in place, um...let's just let the wheelchair walk a question mark on the ground, so the meaning will be more obvious."

After clarifying the logic, a bright light flashed in Yu Sheng's eyes.

Shi Shi suddenly nodded, and continued to operate the remote control in his hand.

……

"Senior, people outside have rumored that you are crazy, and they should stay away from you."

"But I don't believe it."

"A madman cannot do such a thing."

"Maybe we can try to ditch..."

Facing the increasingly insane Confucian scholars, Yu Mo was calm and eloquent, even with a smile on his face all the time.

then……

The wheelchair began to move irregularly, making a graceful arc.

There even happened to be a small rock at the end of the arc.

The wheelchair was pressed against the stone, bounced up, and landed on the ground again, completing the last point of the question mark.

Yu Mo fell into a daze for a moment, but quickly recovered, bent down, looked at a small camera on the armrest of the wheelchair, and shook his head slightly.

"Well, he's fine."

Yu Sheng looked at Yu Mo's face on the screen and spoke slowly.

"Oh well."

Shi Shi nodded and stopped talking.

……

Yu Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but when he raised his head, he found that the crazy Confucian scholar had already stood in front of him at some point, his face was almost touching him, and there was still that kind of silly expression on his face. smile.

Especially from his mouth, there was still a foul smell, which was very unpleasant.

"senior……"

Yu Mo's pupils contracted slightly, but soon regained his composure. He looked at the Confucian scholar who was close to him in a calm voice, and said lightly, "Your junior came here with sincerity. Do you really not care about Sin City?"

"If you didn't care, you wouldn't have stayed here for so many years."

"Of course, if the senior is really out of his mind and the junior's guesses are all wrong, then... let's regard the junior as a wrong bet."

As he spoke, Yu Mo slowly closed his eyes, silently waiting for everything to finally come.

It's just that his gamble is a bit high. If he fails, he will pay his own life.

The Confucian scholar still had red eyes, and just stuck to Yu Mo's side like this, and Yu Mo could even hear his breathing clearly.

"Blood!"

"I saw a lot of blood."

"Hahahahaha, it's all blood, you're a devil!"

After a long time, the Confucian scholar's face became distorted, and he just stood there, covered his face, and laughed a little crazy.

His body was shaking with a smile, and his tone of voice was also very strange.

The sound is sharp, and there is a slight rise in the tail, which makes people sound very uncomfortable.

But Yu Mo, who had his eyes closed, breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the Confucian scholar who was already some distance away from him, and said softly, "But senior, this blood is valuable."

"Hahahaha, madman."

"I'm a lunatic, the blind old man is a lunatic, and that stupid big man is a lunatic."

"Even you!"

"It's also a lunatic!"

When he said the last sentence, Confucian scholar suddenly leaned over, put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, bent over, his long messy hair covered his face, leaving only a pair of eyes faintly visible.

And his eyes were fixed on Yu Mo, and what he said was vague and nondescript.

"But sometimes, the world needs madmen."

Facing the Confucian scholar whose mental state was obviously not right, Yu Mo's expression did not change at all, his tone of speech was still steady, his gaze was directly with the Confucian scholar, and he did not back down.

"No, this world doesn't need anything!"

"From birth, we are cancerous tumors growing in this world, cancerous tumors that need to be cut off!"

"The so-called need is just an excuse to satisfy myself!"

"Hahahahahaha, we are all rubbish."

"Trash needs to be removed."

"Thousands of years later, ashes will return to ashes, and dust will return to dust, but this world still exists!"

"We always boast that the world needs us!"

"But why don't you think about it, we need this world."

At this time, the Confucian scholars seem to have become more sober, and they have spoken a lot more.

Even his gaze seemed calm at this moment.

But Yu Mo was still expressionless when he listened to what he said, and he was not at all guided by him to the direction of the topic.

"Perhaps you are right."

"But at least for this moment, we exist in this world."

Looking directly at the end of the topic of Confucian scholars, Yu Mo spoke again.

"After all, we're nothing more than a bunch of robbers."

"Occupy the land of this world and wantonly occupy its resources."

"Shh..."

"Listen, it's screaming..."

"It's howling."

"It hurts, it really hurts, listen, listen!"

However, the Confucian scholar, who had just been rational for half a minute, became crazy again, the veins on his neck bulged, and he stared at Yu Mo, roaring continuously.

Even until now, it is impossible to sort out where the chat logic of these two people is.

It was completely unconstrained, but the two of them felt that the chat was very interesting.

"I heard."

"So, we need to save the world!"

"Only us lunatics can end this!"

"So, let the blood return to the earth and make the number of robbers less, do you want to join this righteous team?"

Yu Mo looked very solemn at the moment, staring at the Confucian scholar seriously and asked.

Confucian scholars did not respond.

He just stared at Yu Mo across the air.

After a long time, the Confucian scholar laughed maniacally again, shaking his head while laughing: "No, that's not the case."

"Why should we sympathize with the world."

"Listen, its wailing sounds like a beautiful movement."

"Pleasing to the eye, pleasing to the eye!"

The wind of Confucian scholars' words suddenly changed, like the positive side of a debate suddenly jumped to the negative side.

He also slapped himself in the face with the logic he threw out before.

"We are all robbers, how can robbers have a sense of justice."

"We were originally... the worst people in the world."

Confucian scholar's voice became clearer and clearer, and finally stood still, motionless, smiling foolishly.

Even when he grinned, he could vaguely see a trace of flesh between his teeth.

Including his teeth, there is still a little blood.

The whole picture looks extremely hideous.