"I'll pay you back uncle!"

"If you want to follow, just follow!"

"Lao Tzu goes to prostitution, if you have the ability, you will follow!"

Yu Sanshui took a deep breath and tried to calm his anger.

"Give me back the things."

Listening to the answer like a repeater, Yu Sanshui looked at the direction where Yu Mo fled, and for a while he had some enlightenment, it seemed... The choice Yu Mo made was too correct.

But their own plans ...

He gritted his teeth, glared at the black-robed man fiercely, turned around and walked towards the city.

The black robe still fell behind him honestly, without moving his hands or scolding, and he didn't even pronounce the words 'things back to me', it looked like Yu Sanshui's shadow.

Town.

Yu Sanshui found a small hotel with a familiar way, and in the strange eyes of an aunt, he went in with a black robe.

These middle-aged people... Playing so flowery?

"Hey, Guards?"

"I reported myself for soliciting prostitution."

"Yes, you heard me right, I reported myself."

"Well, I'm currently on Wolin Road..."

Yu Sanshui finished the detailed address on the phone in one breath, hung up the phone, turned around, looked at the black robe standing not far from him with a proud face, and sneered.

"Come on!"

"Keep following Lao Tzu!"

"Do you dare?"

The black robe did not respond to Yu Sanshui's provocation, but just stood silently in the corner.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that a middle-aged woman pushed the door with a smile on her lips and walked in.

After another minute, two members of the security department kicked in the door and took Yu Sanshui away from the woman's stunned face.

As for the black robe in the corner, they ignored it as if they didn't see it.

was obviously arrested, but Yu Sanshui walked out of the door with a smug smile, and even urgently got into the car of the security department, followed them to the police station, and took the initiative to apply for a single room.

"It's wartime, and the New Year is coming up in a few days, so the policy will be more humane and appropriately relaxed."

"You just have to pay the fine and you're good to go."

"After all, who doesn't want to have a good year at home."

A member of the Security Division reminded with a kind mouth.

But Yu Sanshui shook his head very decisively: "No, if you are wrong, you will be punished!" I have to keep myself in mind what I'm doing wrong and keep me in custody! ”

In the puzzled and strange eyes of several security officers, Yu Sanshui collapsed on the bed in the cell with satisfaction.

And then...

It's as if the world has become quieter.

He leaned against the wall, his face full of enjoyment.

"Give me back the things."

The faint voice sounded in the cell again, the air seemed to ripple, and the black robe appeared in front of Yu Sanshui out of thin air, and once again said the words that made him break the defense.

"What about people!"

"Is there anyone?"

"I've realized my mistake, I'm going to pay the fine, I'm going to get out!"

Yu Sanshui clung to the cell door and shouted desperately.

Pity.

Several members of the Security Division just glanced at him from a distance, not even interested in coming over.

It's just that there is a faint suspicion in the bottom of my heart...

This man can't be mentally ill.

Otherwise, which normal person reports himself and then tosses like this.

For a while, Yu Sanshui sat on the cold floor of the cell, and even his eyes became dull.

And the black robe stood in the corner, watching this scene calmly, and spoke softly again, saying something that Yu Sanshui probably didn't want to hear again in his life.

"Give me back the stuff..."

……

"It's dangerous."

On the other side, Yu Mo sat in a wheelchair, breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"These Jiujue bigwigs are also too irritable, and they will do it if they don't agree with each other."

"If you really fight, it is estimated that you can only die."

"It's scary."

Yu Mo looked like he had escaped death, glanced at Confucian and said.

Confucian looked melancholy, but with a little arrogance: "I am an immortal, and immortals will not die." ”

"Then you were running so fast..."

Yu Mo's tone became resentful.

Confucius looked at Yu Mo and shook his head seriously: "No, you don't understand." ”

"They should be my demons."

"The world is my heart, and these people who stand on top of the world are my biggest demons."

"Since it's my inner demon, when I have an epiphany, the moment I return to the fairy world, they will naturally die, and there is no need to fight to death."

Confucian was very indifferent and gave a very professional explanation.

Yu Mo looked at him faintly: "So, is this the reason for your instigation?" ”

Confucius simply did not reply to him, but raised his head, continued to look at the sky, and sank again.

Yu Mo suddenly felt at this moment...

Confucian students don't seem to be staring at the fairy world all the time, using this action to transfer embarrassment and pretend to be cowardly, which is very practical and not out of line.

"Perhaps, I can also design a signature little action like this..."

"So the next time I face the rest of my life, maybe I can continue to pretend."

For a while, Yu Mo's eyes became a little brighter.

"Oh, yes..."

"The father of the rest of his life..."

Yu Mo seemed to suddenly think of something, and spread out his palm, on which was a tightly held note.

Slowly spread out, looking at the words on the note, Yu Mo fell into deep thought.

"How did you know this news..."

"It's me..."

"Something I've been preparing for a year."

"Which side are you on..."

Tearing up the note in his hand and blowing it away with the wind, Yu Mo's eyes gradually became deeper, a little sharp, and he muttered to himself.

"In this environment, two uncontrolled Nine Senses..."

"It's not very stable."

"Confucian Sheng, we... Let's go back to Mexico City first. ”

Yu Mo looked to the side and spoke softly.

The Confucian student, who was still looking at the sky seriously, almost subconsciously stood up and pushed Yu Mo away.

“...”

"You're pretending!"

The corners of Yu Mo's mouth twitched slightly, and his face was dark.