Qiang——
The lock in Li Mo's room flew out.
The white figure opened the door a small crack and slipped away. He stood on tiptoes even though he knew no one was there, but he threw the bent screwdriver aside casually.
"The plan worked."
The Demon King was like a broken clockwork doll, standing there and shaking strangely.
The low voice was filled with deep coldness, and the evil smile stirred the air with depression. Li Mo's small room was like a cold ice cellar.
The weather is sunny, but with a slight cool wind, which is still a good weather in this season.
Today, Li Mo was not in the Demon King's City.
"Where will it be hidden?"
Li Mo's room was heartbreakingly simple. A wooden table connected to a bookshelf and the uncomfortable bed where the Demon King was sitting were all Li Mo's belongings.
The Demon King seems to be looking for something, but the too simple environment makes it difficult to start.
"Where was he hiding?"
She rummaged through the desk drawers and checked the books on the bookshelf one by one, but she didn't seem to find what she wanted.
He held his head and jumped into Shang Limo's bed in distress, buried his face in the pillow and let out a depressed groan from deep in his throat.
"You won't be here no matter what, right?"
With an uncertain tone, the Demon King lay on the bedside and put his hand under the bed to test.
Bang——
It seems like something is really there.
Without any concern for image, he got under the bed and pulled out the things without hesitation.
It was a delicate little wooden box with a very vintage feel, but it was locked with a combination lock that didn't match it.
"Is there really a person in this world who keeps things under the bed?"
Although the thing was found, I still felt an inexplicable feeling of frustration. I sighed, raised the small wooden box to my ear and shook it.
After it was filled with things, there were only a few muffled sounds, so it seemed that this was the right thing.
"The price of betraying Yu will be paid with your life!"
Seeing this box demon, it was like seeing Li Mo moaning in pain in the blood and abyss. It was so addictive.
Li Mo betrayed.
His betrayal left scars on the Demon King that could not be erased throughout his life, and made the Demon King's heart for revenge burn brightly.
This time forcefully breaking into Li Mo's room was the most important part of the plan.
The so-called plan is:
"Find the impure magazines that Li Mo secretly hid, then stick them on the main entrance of Demon King's City and publicly execute him!"
As above.
A sneeze——
Li Mo, who refused to take the Demon King to the newly opened barbecue restaurant because he wanted to buy groceries, sneezed heavily on the way to buy groceries.
"Huhuhu! Let me see what type A Li likes..."
His eyes, which were originally like stars falling every time he blinked, were now shining with a dangerous and evil light. His silver hair was stuck to his mouth by the drool flowing out of his mouth. His originally peach cheeks were like blooming bright red kapok, constantly looking outwards. Sighing.
"This kind of lock only needs a light click..."
I wanted to open this poor little lock as violently as opening the door to Li Mo's room, but I stopped the moment my fingertips touched the lock.
"What kind of secret will A Li set up?"
He stared at the lock in thoughtful silence for a moment.
Try it?
She said to herself.
"Let's try A Li's birthday first..."
His slender fingers moved the code lock to the 0914 position.
The lock didn't budge at all.
"What about Yu's birthday..."
Speaking of this, he seemed a little excited.
But when the scale was adjusted to 0712, the lock still stayed firmly on the wooden box.
"Ugh——, no more playing."
Tasting the bitter taste, tears sparkled from the corners of my eyes.
Weak, pitiful, helpless, but very arrogant.
He flicked the lock as if to vent——
Click.
The combination lock made a short and crisp sound before falling from the wooden box.
The scale stayed at 0705.
"Does this have any special significance? Forget it, business is more important..."
The unexpected opening of the lock really surprised the Demon King. After picking it up and glancing at the numbers on it, he completely lost interest.
After throwing away the combination lock, he opened the wooden box in his hand like a secret treasure.
"what the hell......"
But the results were disappointing.
There are only some unexplained wooden lumps inside, like a toy for children, and the cover of this book is a thick notepad made of sturdy leather.
"No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like Xiao Huang Ben."
I dusted off the accumulated dust and turned to the first page.
The paper looked yellow and hard, as if it had been wet before, giving off a heavy sense of age.
As expected, it is not a small yellow book, it is full of handwritten text.
It's like a diary, but it's not Li Mo's handwriting.
"Whose does this belong to? January of the year..."
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Sunny on January 1, 2019
I think I wanted to write this diary only to realize that I couldn’t remember the time at all, but in the end, the concept of time is useless to me.
Let’s call today the first year.
It’s been the second day since this child came to my place. He miraculously survived and most of his injuries have healed.
The left foot and left hand were crushed and fractured, the ligaments of the right hand were torn, the joints were dislocated, the ribs were broken and pierced the lungs, making it impossible to breathe normally, the nasal cavity was also blocked by smoke, and there were obvious external marks on the head from being hit by a blunt instrument, which may be accompanied by a concussion. , 24 stab wounds, 7 of which were fatal, and the amount of blood loss had caused heart failure.
Surviving in such a state probably cannot be described as a miracle.
What created this extraordinary event was not my medical technology or these medicines. It can only be said that this child itself is a miracle.
But my help to him is not completely unnecessary. Even if he bleeds out as a miracle, he will still die.
He is still in a comatose state, which makes me happy, because I don't know how I will communicate with him if he wakes up.
Can I do it well? I don’t know, after all, how many years ago was the last time I saw a living person.
Let me just write this diary to record a little bit.
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Sunny on January 2, 2019
The child woke up just before noon.
When he woke up, he showed a manic reaction, was unable to communicate with others, and was accompanied by a strong desire to destroy.
The vocal cords can produce sounds normally, but they just produce some unnecessary growling.
It would give him a headache if he continued to fuss, so he was allowed to continue sleeping.
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Overcast on January 3, 2019
Woke up again, this time in the early morning.
This time the situation was much better than before. This time I woke up very quietly and took the initiative to communicate with me.
But he was called a kid.
After using some violence, I finally became honest.
After asking me where this place was, no one spoke to me again.
Should I go and talk to you?
Very distressed.
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Overcast on January 4, 2019
Cooking failed.
Eating is not necessary for me, but this child seems to need it, so I went out to find suitable materials, but failed.
In the end, I had to let him handle it.
The cooking technique is very skillful, and it seems that he has had experience in the past.
While eating, I learned his name, XX, but he didn't tell me anything more.
(Sidebar: the barbecue is delicious.)
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"What do you pronounce these two words? Are these two words really there?!"
The Demon King, who was reading the diary, felt that the book had become less useful when it was used.
She slightly regretted not taking Li Mo's class seriously.
A little bit.
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Rain on January 5, 2019
I didn't go out today, but I smelled the earth. It must have rained.
The kid said he had nowhere to go, so I suggested he stay.
He didn't answer directly, he just said that he wanted to learn from me. Maybe it was the previous violent methods that made him aware of the gap, so he said this.
He started calling me teacher, but I didn't know how to teach him.
I had never had experience teaching others.
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Rain on January 6, 2019
He challenged me.
Accepted.
I won.
Failed miserably, but was pretty good.
At that moment, I thought maybe this child could fulfill my long-cherished wish.
give me,
Kill.
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1 year 1......
A big hand wearing velvet gloves reached into the middle of the page and snatched the diary away.
"Explain what is going on, Lord Demon King."
Boom.
Li Mo closed the diary and looked around at the messy scene. He never remembered that a typhoon could blow to the Demon King's City.
"Hmph——, I want you to take care of it!"
"You don't have to worry about it, but today's family barbecue is cancelled."
Li Mo spread his hands, his expression a little subtle.
"Aha! Sorry!"
He knelt down to Li Mo in a very standard posture that would make professionals jealous.
Who is the Demon King? Li Mo couldn't help but think about it.
"If you want to eat barbecue, wash your hands within five minutes and sit down at the table."
Before Li Mo finished speaking, the little white figure kneeling in front of him had disappeared, leaving Li Mo with a deep sigh.
"It seems that I didn't see the key place. This must not be seen by the Demon King."
Li Mo raised the diary, and a blazing flame ignited in Li Mo's hand, devouring the diary crazily.
The diary turned into black ashes bit by bit in front of Li Mo's eyes, but bit by bit, the uneasiness in his heart accumulated.
"Sorry, teacher."
He waved his hand and scattered the ashes out of the window.
