Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Hey, this rocking chair..."

Before the fat old man could speak, he seemed to have noticed something, and stretched out his hand to touch the armrest of the rocking chair carefully: "The skeleton of the demon king, apply the juice of tranquilizing flowers..."

"It can soothe the nerves and exercise the spirit..."

"Good stuff."

As he spoke, he looked at the ordinary little table beside him.

"Tiantongmu."

"The teacup is a jade stone..."

This looks very ordinary, even a little shabby room, but Jiujue was a little surprised.

"Um..."

"There should be a Jiujue in your black market."

"Is he there?"

Yu Sanshui pondered for a few seconds, regained his composure, sat on the rocking chair again, looked at the fat old man and asked.

"Back to the seniors, how can we have Jiujue in the black market, you are joking."

"It's just a group of law-abiding ordinary citizens doing a little business."

The fat old man was neither humble nor overbearing, he just stood in front of Yu Sanshui and responded softly.

"Ah..."

Yu Sanshui chuckled lightly, noncommittal: "It shouldn't be there, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to hide it from me."

He was thoughtful, then slowly got up, looked at the fat old man, with a gloomy smile on the corner of his mouth: "Since he's not here, then..."

"Robbery!"

"Pack up everything in the room!"

"If you think you can beat me, then try!"

Like bandits.

Originally, I came here to talk about things, but while chatting, I turned to another result.

It has to be said that, to a certain extent, Yu Sanshui and Yu Sheng are similar in purpose.

"Senior is joking."

"If you like it, how about giving this manor to you."

"It's just a thing outside the body."

The fat old man was still neither happy nor sad, but what he said made Yu Sanshui a little embarrassed.

What a god damn thing!

Does that mean I am poor?

People are chatting like this, and if I rob again, it seems that I am not deep, I don’t rob, and I am jealous.

For a while, it was Yu Sanshui who was put here instead.

"Ah."

"Since you gave it sincerely, if I don't take some, I'll slap you in the face of the black market."

"Thank you."

After half a second of mental struggle, Yu Sanshui made this difficult decision.

He first moved out a large box made of starwood in the corner of the room, then stuffed the items in the room into the box, and finally held the box with one hand and the rocking chair with the other.

"It's better for you to do business in the black market."

"Um..."

"You investigated me before, and I will let it go."

"Unsurprisingly, it must have been arranged by my good son. That little guy doesn't respect me as a father at all."

"But next time if I find one of your guys..."

"That's not the end."

"If you have time, please help me tell a little guy from Mo Academy named...um...Zhao Zicheng."

"As far as the hatred from back then, I still remember, he'd better go to the detention center for a month, or I'll send him there myself."

For some reason, Yu Sanshui didn't intend to leave a message for Yu Sheng, but was thinking about Zhao Zicheng instead.

Perhaps the month of living in the single room of the detention center has become a pain in his heart.

"Next, it's that little guy."

"He even said that I was hired by him."

"I'm a good and good son. When will he become his own brother."

"Yu...Yu..."

"Ha ha..."

At this time, he was like a hidden protagonist, who finally stood up to resist under the oppression one day, and took revenge on everyone who was recorded in the small notebook one by one.

That 'broad' heart...

"gone!"

"Oh, by the way, there is a difficult guy who has been chasing me. If there is no accident, he will be here in 10 minutes."

"Better be careful, there are not many kind people like me."

Walking to the door, Yu Sanshui seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around, smiled and instructed, then walked away completely, and disappeared into the sight of the fat old man in a few steps.

"A strong desire for revenge..."

"If I didn't take the initiative to donate these properties, I'm afraid he wouldn't even tell me that he was being hunted down."

"At that time, what I will face will be a Jiujue..."

The fat old man stood at the door, narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered to himself, with a cold gleam in his eyes.

"here..."

"There is no longer any need for existence."

"That mountain..."

The fat old man looked out the window at the man-made short hill full of monster plants, as if he was thinking about something: "Give it to Mo Ge, and leave a favor."

"The black market seems to be too ostentatious lately."

He shook his head slightly and walked out of the room slowly.

With his departure, the shop collapsed and became a ruin.

In the water of the lake, a ferocious monster poked its head and looked towards this side.

"You stay."

"Don't worry, even Jiujue won't do anything to you easily."

"After all, this is Mo City."

As the fat old man's voice fell, the giant beast sank into the bottom of the artificial lake again and disappeared.

The fat old man just carried his hands behind his back like this, and gradually walked away.

About 5 minutes after he left, the guy in black robe appeared silently in the ruins.

He stayed where he was, as if sensing something, turned his head after a while, glanced at the lake next to him, and disappeared again.

After he left, a head carefully drilled out of the lake again, looking into the distance with some fear, as if it was being watched by some terrifying existence just now.

And the movement here also attracted the patrolling security personnel. When they broke into the manor and saw the low hill full of monster plants, they froze in place for a while.

"Black market, gift."

In mid-air, a page of paper slowly fell in front of them, and the words on it were extremely eye-catching.