"You want me to... find that Confucian Scholar?"
Zong Ren frowned deeply, but did not refute Yu Mo. He just remained silent for a few seconds and nodded lightly. "Do you have any requirements?"
For Zong Ren, when he makes a decision on something, he will no longer have other worries.
If you look forward and backward, you will completely push yourself into the grave.
Seeing Zong Ren so cooperative with him, the smile on Yu Mo's face grew stronger, "Just say, you... are the answer I gave him."
"Well, just say this."
Yu Mo thought for a while, and after making sure there were no omissions, nodded.
"Hmm."
Zong Ren responded lightly, turned around and left without any hesitation, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight on crutches.
Yu Mo sat leisurely on Wheelchair, breathing the rotten air in the woods. "Sometimes, only people of the same kind understand each other best."
"Zong Ren... should be able to answer that question."
"Tsk tsk, look at me, keep your word."
"I told him I would give him the answer in seven days, and I would send him the answer in six days."
Yu Mo is obviously very satisfied with his actions.
When a person who has never done anything good suddenly does something he thinks is a good thing, he may feel particularly complacent.
But the only regret is that in this damn Sin City, there is not even a single supporter around him, which makes all his wonderful plans seem so mediocre!
If Sun Yingxiong is here, you should ask at this time...
"Why do you think Zong Ren can answer it?"
"In other words, as early as six days ago, you guessed that Zong Ren would come and planned it?"
"Oh... you are so smart and evil..."
Look, just a few simple questions and a compliment can make your own wisdom sublime, and the pattern will rise instantly.
But these two...
Yu Mo Holding the last glimmer of expectation, he turned his head to look at the two people beside him, then silently looked back.
"Why do you think Zong Ren can answer Confucian Scholar's question?"
Yu Mo suddenly spoke, his voice full of confusion.
And the voice he speaks is much older. Listening to the voice line, it's like Sun Yingxiong suddenly came Sin City.
For about two seconds, Yu Mo suddenly smiled freely and said, "I'm not sure, but he has a greater chance of getting the answer right than me."
"Besides, even if the answer is wrong, this life can be regarded as my compensation gift to Confucian Scholar."
"It won't hurt to look for other opportunities when the time comes."
Yu Mo's tone became wise again.
Ask and answer your own questions!
Yu Sheng, Shi Guang silently laid their eyes on Yu Mo, and then silently moved away.
Still not curious, not asking questions, not inquiring...
Only Yu Mo sat alone on Wheelchair, like a fool.
Time passed by, and the sky gradually became darker, but Zong Ren never came out of the woods.
"Did he die?"
"Tsk, tsk, I was looking forward to it in vain."
"Look at that red dot, it's still motionless."
Yu Mo looked at the sky, turned his head and looked at Shi Guang and asked.
Shi Guang silently took out the electronic screen and took a look at it, then shook his head. "It didn't move."
"That is indeed a bit troublesome."
"If you wait another half hour and there's still no movement..."
"It's a bit difficult to bury it, but let's engrave it Gravestone."
"Just leave a message to this ruthless man."
Yu Mo shook his head with some regret.
But the moment after his voice fell, Shi Guang suddenly spoke again, "It moved..."
"Huh?"
"..."
"Another waste of feelings."
"Sure enough, I said, our classmate Zong Ren is an invincible Xiaoqiang. How could he die so easily?"
"Everything was as expected."
"Oh, by the way Yu Sheng, I think Zong Ren has a bit of the halo attributes of the male protagonists in novels, and his life is very tough."
"If he doesn't die after completing the plan for me, be more ruthless and decisive when you kill him."
"Use your ultimate move directly, don't leave him a chance to come back."
Yu Mo decisively put on a confident expression, and even forgot to give Yu Sheng a few words in the end.
"When the time comes, you shoot first and then throw grenades."
"Shi Guang swing the shovel."
"Be sure to kill with one strike."
"The way he dodged the bullet was so extraordinary."
"No accidents can happen."
With that said, Yu Mo's eyes fell on the woods again, waiting quietly.
Yu Sheng Although he didn't speak, he was still thoughtful.
Obviously, he listened to Yu Mo's suggestion and decided to adopt it.
About ten minutes later.
There were footsteps in the woods again, but the speed was slower than before.
In Yu Mo's expectant eyes, Zong Ren appeared in his field of vision.
It's just that Zong Ren looks extremely miserable at this time.
The cloth strips wrapped around his legs had disappeared, and the wounds that had just healed were all torn apart.
Blood continued to flow from the wound.
Both of his legs had almost completely turned bright red.
But he gritted his teeth, leaned on the wooden stick, and supported himself as he tried to walk out of the woods.
It wasn't until he was completely out of the woods that Zong Ren collapsed on the ground.
"..."
"If it wasn't really inconvenient, I would like to lend you Wheelchair."
Yu Mo looked at Zong Ren with a look of amazement.
Zong Ren reluctantly raised his head and glanced weakly at Yu Mo: "He said that he was very satisfied. If you have any requests, you can... you can ask for it yourself..."
After saying that, Zong Ren just leaned against a tree, breathing heavily, accompanied by violent coughs from time to time.
"Oh..."
"You're not tricking me into going in and letting Confucian Scholar kill me, are you?"
"Then you're being very dishonest."
Yu Mo looked at Zong Ren with careful eyes, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and spoke softly.
Zong Ren just smiled weakly and coughed twice. Under the moonlight, his face looked even paler.
He did not explain, and Zong Ren did not ask this question again.
It's like an unintentional joke.
"How did you answer the question Confucian Scholar?"
Yu Mo changed the topic and asked curiously.