He and It

Xiao Yu! Master Hu said with a thick accent, Are you up?

Yu Mengzhou took out the key and opened the door, and said with a smile: I just finished breakfast and am about to go back to get the box.

Oh, I planned to let you come to my house to eat, and then we can go there together. Master Hu complained lightly to him, Then meet at the animal husbandry station and ride on your little motorcycle. In the past two days, It’s a tricky job!”

Yu Mengzhou held his mobile phone on his shoulder and started to put on his coat: I know! However, I only heard that there is a big racecourse that is willing to take over the horses there. I'll tell you what the specific situation is.

The two exchanged some more pleasantries, and Yu Mengzhou hung up the phone, squatted down, and pulled out his neat and new toolbox from under the sofa. Before leaving, he had to open the box again and check the hoof trimming tools inside.

Single-edged and double-edged hoof trimmers, circular knives, hoof clippers, hoof files... Okay, spare bandages and medicines are also included, hoof oil, hoof brush? Well, there too.

He was about to close the box, and when his thumb brushed over the intact lock, for some reason, Yu Mengzhou felt a little confused and subtly withdrawn.

It feels like... just like when you look around at your familiar living environment, your bed, your tables, chairs and furniture, you suddenly fall into a trance. You see the bright sunshine in the morning, but you feel like an outsider. For a moment, Lost the way forward.

How do I remember... Yu Mengzhou frowned in confusion, Has the box been broken once? Is it an illusion, or...

Indeed, in his memory, there was a vague corner that stirred slightly, telling him that on an unknown day in what year and month, his toolbox really broke once. Its edges and corners shouldn't be so straight, and its surface shouldn't be so flat and smooth. It once had many scratches and dents, and the switch sometimes doesn't work. It takes a little effort to ensure that the box is really closed. Follow him on his journeys.

No.

Immediately, Yu Mengzhou rejected this whimsical idea in confusion. Like the hoof trimming tools, the toolbox containing them was also imported from Germany. It was so sturdy that even if he dropped it from ten stories, the switch wouldn't break. What's more, he never let his treasure go. The box has been used as a falling object...

--etc.

Falling objects.

It seems...it has indeed been a falling object?

Yu Mengzhou stared at the tool box blankly, his fingers began to tremble slightly, and his heart beat faster and faster. But he really didn't understand where this strange sense of panic and urgency came from.

He swallowed, and at this moment, the alarm on his cell phone rang for the third time, suddenly shaking him out of his deeper and deeper thoughts.

It's time for him to go out.

Yes, let's go out first. We can't let Master Hu wait for me... Yu Mengzhou closed the tool box, put on his coat and put on his shoes almost in a panic, and reached out to turn the doorknob.

However, just as he was about to open the door, his body stopped again.

His subconscious told him that he couldn't just walk out of this door. He still had unfinished business, such as an electric blanket that had not been unplugged, a lamp that he forgot to turn off, and a pot that was boiled but not turned off. of boiling water...a promise firmly made but yet to be fulfilled.

Yu Mengzhou slowly put down his hand.

The world faded away at this moment, the shadows of trees outside the window, the vehicles and pedestrians on the street, the steaming white mist in the breakfast shop, the crying baby downstairs... everything was silent, remaining where it was, and the only thing left for him was There is a small rental house.

I...I promise you - Yu Mengzhou stood in front of the door in a daze, his lips and teeth extremely raw, and every word he spoke was like a rusty gear that has been turning since ancient times.

——When you finish what you want to do, we will go back together...back to the human world.

The space of memory collapsed, and everything disappeared in the bright white light. Yu Mengzhou was alone, standing in the middle of the pure and empty nothingness as pure as snow.

I... He looked at his hands, his breathing trembled, and his chest kept rising and falling.

He remembered, he finally remembered! How did he fall into that mysterious pit on his way home, and then meet a group of demon war horses in hell. He lifted their shackles, and was noticed by the demon prince. Finally, he and the centaur monster perish together……

Yu Mengzhou's breathing stagnated.

……perish together.

Am I dead? he asked hoarsely, But... I am still conscious and able to think, so am I still alive?

Of course you can't be considered alive.

There was a hissing voice from behind that sounded familiar to Yu Mengzhou.

Even a true god cannot guarantee that he will still be alive if his heart is penetrated by Angra's poisonous sting.

Yu Mengzhou turned his head suddenly. In an instant, the pure white void took on shape and color. The red sandstone of the Demon Realm spread endlessly. The sky drooped, and bright red and purple lightning entangled in the black clouds.

A rickety old man wearing a hood was leaning against the steep hill. Several stars of green light came out from under the hood, and his moving sharp mouthparts were vaguely visible.

It's you! Yu Mengzhou was startled, That one is called...Editor, uh, what's your name?

Weaver. The demon lord was quite impatient, but rarely responded without a fit. Nobles forget things, huh?

You are in my...I don't know where this is, but it is my territory anyway. What are you doing in my territory? Yu Mengzhou stared at him alertly, but he was not particularly afraid. After all, he was a human who single-handedly killed the Demon Prince. Facing him, it was the demons who should be afraid.

The weaver sighed tiredly, and he straightened up. Several pairs of green eyes dimmed: This is your dream, and it can also be regarded as the realm of memories. It is the only safe place in the Demon Realm. I am in my dying years. There is nothing wrong with the elderly people taking refuge here.

Yu Mengzhou said bluntly: I don't understand, what is the realm of memories? And what kind of old man are you, a spider-headed old man, or a peeping old man?

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