The Little Reporter from the Underworld and the Demon King

Wu Ze followed Timo's line of sight. It was a shop selling black iron products on the bustling street. The black and white decoration style was very exquisite and avant-garde.Through the glass window, you can see many black iron utensils displayed in the shop, shining with solemn black light.There was a two-headed sister devil standing in front of the cash register, it should be the clerk of the shop.Wu Ze looked down on the expressions on their faces, and could only judge from the two heads of the sister demons blushing, and the actions of you saying nothing and not giving in to each other, that the two heads were arguing about something.

Timo acted as a narrator: "Just now a customer came to their store to buy a black iron long knife. The demon mistakenly took the label on the long knife as the price and gave more money. The sister demon knew that he saw it. Wrong price but didn't remind him, just accept it."

Timo raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Ze playfully, waiting for his reaction.

Wu Ze argued for the sister demons: "They... obviously think this is wrong, so they are arguing!"

"Oh." Timo sneered, "My younger sister thinks that the extra money can be used for personal pockets, and my older sister thinks that she should return the money. Who do you think will convince whom in the end?"

"Of course it's the elder sister who persuaded the younger sister." Wu Ze watched the movement in the shop with firm eyes.

Timo didn't make a sound, but looked at the two heads jokingly.

Half a minute passed, one of the heads gained the upper hand, and the other gradually quieted down and stopped talking back, apparently convinced.

Wu Ze watched the movement in the shop helplessly, but what he expected did not happen.He bit his lip nervously, at this time another customer entered the store, and the sister demon immediately put on a smiling face to welcome the new customer, as if nothing had happened just now.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Timo laughed out loud: "Hahaha, we don't need to waste time waiting for the result of their argument, because it is inevitable."

Wu Ze looked at the sister demons speechlessly, with a bit of disappointment and unwillingness in his eyes.

Timo glanced at him, turned his head triumphantly, and looked at the two-headed sister devil again with disdain and contempt: "I can broadcast to you the content of their argument just now. My sister thinks it's been more than a minute, miss it." In order to explain to the customer the opportunity to pay the wrong money, it would be very unnatural to chase after it at this time, and the previous hesitation may be exposed. And there are no other shop assistants in the shop, what if they leave the shop and run away?" After finishing speaking, he Withdrawing his gaze, he glanced at Wu Ze meaningfully, "Then my sister was persuaded. There are always thousands of reasons for evil thoughts to persuade a little bit of goodwill in my heart, but in fact there is only one real reason, either selfishness or impulsiveness, They just did it because they wanted to do it."

Wu Ze fell silent. He once had other guesses about the "evil thoughts" in Timo's mouth.But if the image of the two-headed devil overcharging is not their "evil" but something else, the result of the sister's persuasion does not meet his expectations.

He frowned and didn't speak.

Timo turned to his second prey in a victorious posture, and he raised his chin towards the old devil who was resting on the bench not far away: "That old guy just sued his son last month The court asked his son to raise his alimony from 500 to 800."

Wu Ze whispered: "800 Ming's alimony is not much."

Timo chuckled: "What if his son's salary is only 1000 yuan a month? He knows this, he knows that his son has given half of the money to support him, but he is still not satisfied, so he wants to squeeze it out like this." My own child. Hey, there are only 200 Ming a month, do you think a demon with normal needs can survive in the underworld with this money?"

Wu Ze wanted to refute, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.Indeed, 200 Ming is too little for an adult demon, and it is difficult to guarantee three meals a day.

"There is always his reason." He dryly defended the old devil.

"The reason is greed." Timo's sharp eyes swept over Wu Ze, "greed made his six relatives disown him, he sat here comfortably in the sun, but his son was squeezed by him, living a life with ups and downs .”

Wu Ze's brows were furrowed even tighter, the light of Huo Yaoqiu was blocked by his hair, casting a small irregular black shadow on his face.

At this time, a little devil boy with unsteady steps ran in front of them. He was so small that he would almost reach their knees. He leaned forward and ran staggeringly. Give him a hand.

However, this little devil child seems to be very experienced. He swung and ran all the way without falling, and finally arrived at his destination safely - a candy store on the side of the street. The colorful candies lit up a pinch of light in his eyes.

"Such a small child." Timo clicked his tongue. "He sneaked out to buy candy while his mother was taking a nap. I'm afraid when he grows up, he won't just steal money..."

Before Timo finished speaking, he saw the little devil child suddenly closed his eyes and lowered his head, his small hands were clenched into small fists against the window, and his sparse light-colored eyebrows were tangled into a ball.

"No matter how much he hesitates and struggles now, the result... will not change..."

Timo paused, and his voice gradually lowered, because the little devil suddenly raised his head, looked firmly at the window of the candy store, then turned around without hesitation, and ran away along the original road with his special running posture .

Timo clicked his tongue again, squinting at the little figure.

Wu Ze heaved a sigh of relief and smiled with relief. Unlike Timo's smile, there was no complacency or sarcasm in his smile, but only joy from the heart.

He turned around and looked at Timo: "The little devil child left the candy store because he realized that what he did was wrong. Since he can realize the wrong behavior and give up his wrong behavior, he should have no malice in his heart, right?"

"So what?" Timo narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Ze, before suddenly opening his eyes wide.

Uze continued: "But you can still see him stealing money, right?"

Timo glanced uneasily at the direction the little devil boy was leaving, and then returned angrily: "That's because he has secretly taken money that shouldn't be taken, and made a mistake! What if he regrets what he has done? Can you just pretend you haven't done it?" He unconsciously raised his voice, which attracted the eyes of Mo on the street.

Seeing Timo suddenly throwing a tantrum, Wu Ze knew that he had already realized that something was wrong, and only one sentence was needed to make it clear.

He was about to speak when Teemo grabbed him by the collar.

Timo glared at him: "Shut up!"

He didn't know what Wu Ze was going to say when he opened his mouth, but he instinctively realized that he didn't want to hear those words.As long as Wu Ze is not allowed to speak, he will not be able to hear.

Never let him speak!

Uze was dragged by his clothes by Timo, panic flashed across his face for a moment.But this panic was quickly replaced by greater surprise——

The scene around them slowly distorted, the street view and the passing demons walking on the street disappeared, leaving only a black and white pattern, which made him dizzy.

As if responding to their surprise, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of them as if carrying the wind.