Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Ok?"

"Where's my guide?"

In mid-air, the poisonous bee came back to his senses, looking at the empty place below, a little dazed.

"What guide?"

The Confucian scholar was a little curious and took the initiative to ask. It can be seen that in this short period of time, the relationship between them is extremely warming up.

"In this world, all living beings are chess pieces, and everyone has their own destiny."

"And he is the guide arranged by the chess player by my side."

"Based on the previous situation, it is not difficult to judge. I need to follow him all the time, so as not to violate the wishes of the players."

The poisonous bee analyzed it very seriously.

The Confucian scholar was thoughtful, as if analyzing the philosophy contained in his words.

"Um..."

"Then have you ever considered that the separation between you at this time is also intentional by the chess players?"

"It's not convenient for you to accompany him for what he's going to do next, so you're distracted."

Hearing the Confucian scholar's words, the poisonous bee froze in place, as if he had realized something.

As expected of a pseudo-Jiujue, what he said made so much sense!

"Since you are just a chess piece, you can't compete against the will of the chess player anyway. That is to say, even if some accidents or miscalculations happen, it is the chess player's problem and has nothing to do with you."

"But such a smart chess player can't make mistakes, you just have to go with the flow and let the events unfold."

"Be happy yourself, and leave the rest to the chess player. Only in this way is a qualified chess piece!"

The Confucian scholar spoke again, his tone was very affirmative, with a hint of sacredness.

As if the poisonous bee had heard the Bible, it suddenly dawned on her, and she became even more worshipful of the Confucian scholars.

"You must be a very good pawn!"

Poisonous Bee sincerely praises it!

But the Confucian scholar shook his head seriously: "No, I'm not a pawn!"

"Ok?"

"Then what are you?"

The poisonous bee was at a loss.

There was a trace of mystery in Confucian students' eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, don't say it!"

"Understand!"

"I know!"

Facing the Confucian scholar's mysterious and mentally ill appearance, the poisonous bee responded with an equally unpredictable smile as if he had a sympathetic heart.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and they seemed to be in a tacit understanding!

As for what the two of them are thinking in the bottom of their hearts, only they know.

Yu Mo raised his head and looked at the sky quietly.

"What are they... talking about?"

"It always feels very deep..."

"More like a wise man than I look."

Yu Mo muttered, and then began to look at the skeleton of the demon god seriously, and fell into deep thought from time to time.

"Since poisonous bees can try to use this skeleton to become a demon god, can I create one manually?"

"Even if it can't be done, changing it into some kind of war machine seems to be very good."

"Put it under Zhenyao Pass..."

"I believe those charging monsters will be shocked after seeing the skeleton of the demon god, right?"

"What's even more pitiful is that they will be hunted down by this skeleton..."

All of a sudden, various novel ideas kept popping up in Yu Mo's mind, and he was excited about them.

But soon he became distressed again.

"My dear brother has made such a great contribution, what should he be rewarded for?"

"Honour?"

"It seems a bit too perfunctory, completely insincere."

"Why don't you give him the warmth of home!"

"When will I pick up my godfather and we will have a sumptuous dinner together with him. He will be touched by this kind of great family relationship, and will feel my good intentions, work hard, and be determined to be a person who saves the world." big hero!"

Yu Mo's eyes gradually brightened, as if he had already thought of that scene, and an expectant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As I said before, Yu Mo never touches Yu Sheng in a silent way.

What is the so-called psychological defense line, estrangement...

If you kick down with a big flying foot, you will either kick the door open, or you will kill me.

And you probably won't be able to kill me...

Then I will have a chance to make a second kick, a third kick, and sooner or later I will kick you.

……

"Haha! I won the bet!"

"Take the money and take the money!"

On the playground of the Mo Academy, the old students of the 140th class squatted in the corner like hooligans.

Watching a freshman successfully advance to the next round, Sun Wen smiled triumphantly.

"Depend on!"

Zhao Zicheng took out 10 yuan in his pocket cursingly, and threw it on Sun Wen: "You are a big dog, and you can earn 10 yuan!"

"What I earn is not money, but the joy of victory!" Sun Wen put the money away without changing his face, and turned to look at Yu Sheng in the corner: "Boss Yu, why don't you hold your hands too?"

With a smile on his face, he almost wrote the word profiteer on his face, looking forward to it.

"Heh, he'll be damned if he can suppress it!"

"When did you ever see Boss Yu gambling!"

Zhao Zicheng sneered, and looked again at the freshmen who were still in the audition in the distance, as if they were looking for new betting partners.

"Tsk tsk..."

Sun Wen shook his head regretfully: "But having said that, the other old students have all gone to do the task, and we are just like salted fish, which is somewhat embarrassing."

The entire Mo Academy looked very empty.

Even the students in those special training classes didn't stay in the Mo Academy too much. They kept running around outside, earning credits, changing demon plants and demon crystals, and then doing tasks, and the cycle repeated.

There were only a few of them, squatting on the side of the road watching the excitement like fools, looking like they had nothing to do.

"Ah..."

"There are only so many missions in the academy, and there are so many people in the special training class, how can we grab them?"

"I bought the robbing task hanger specially, but I haven't snatched it yet!"

"I don't know where those guys bought the hangers, but they are even easier to use than mine!"

Zhao Zicheng was full of helplessness, with resentment in his tone, clenched his fists, and finally expressed his contempt: "A bunch of shameless guys!"