How can a thousand crematoriums be enough?

Yu Mao was stunned when he heard the words, and didn't understand why Ji Han suddenly mentioned this, "No, I don't remember seeing you before."

No, Yu Mao was obviously his apprentice at that time.

But why everyone remembers this incident, but the two protagonists lack memory.

What else happened during that time, which caused Yu Mao to disappear, but his ruthless way was accomplished overnight.

Seeing that Jihan's expression was wrong, Yu Mao realized that Jihan also noticed something wrong with his memory.

Ever since those broken pictures appeared, Yu Mao had vaguely guessed that the 600-year-old Yu Mao that Song Fanbai and the others were talking about might be him.

I and Ji Han knew each other as early as 600 years ago, and the two even became mentors and apprentices.

What happened during this is unknown.

The special mission, the inexplicably extra fragments in the mission rewards, Jihan who has a long history with him and will travel with him, all of this makes Yumao have to doubt... the main god.

Could those fragments be the part of my missing memory energy?

The Lord God would not do these things for no reason. Could it be that he had made some agreement with the Lord God 600 years ago?

The more Yu Mao thought about it, the more complicated it became. There were a lot of clues, but there was only one thread that could connect them.

Intuition told Yu Mao that the thread was related to Ji Han, or to the world Ji Han was in.Otherwise, there is no need for the main god to spend a lot of trouble to keep himself in this world.

Taking a long breath of relief, Yu Mao put away all the conjectures in his head.Anyway, after this special task is over, the truth should be revealed, so why should he bother thinking so much.

Seeing that Ji Han was still frowning and thinking, Yu Mao smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch that always stern face, and found that the hand felt surprisingly good.

"There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. It's useless to think so much now. If I guessed correctly, everything will be revealed when I complete this task."

"Will you leave then?" Ji Han suddenly looked at Yu Mao, his eyes flickering.

If he hadn't met Yu Mao, Jihan would have had countless years to go, and he would never have known the truth of this world, and would never have known that the world he was in was just a tiny part of the void.

Even if he knew the truth, he would have no way to break through the barrier of the world, and he would be suppressed like the previous world.

But Yu Mao is different. The other party has the ability to travel between different worlds, and he was born not belonging to any world, and has never been the same as him.

If Yu Mao really left, he would have no way to find him.

He was as proud as Ji Han, but at this moment he felt inferior and powerless.

He didn't know if there was even a slight difference between Yu Mao and other targets.

This person always has a smiling face, and he is acting all the time between emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, so superb that it is impossible to tell whether he is sincere or not.Just like now, Yu Mao lay obediently in his arms, not seeming to resist his closeness at all.

But the other party can act like this to anyone, as long as they can achieve their goals.For Yu Mao's ruthlessness, Ji Han has already experienced a thorough experience in those different worlds.

He didn't like the current Yu Yi, but felt that Yu Yi was pathetic, and lost his heart to an employee who only regarded him as a task.

Why not myself, it's sad and ridiculous.

Yu Mao looked at Ji Han with an increasingly icy expression, not knowing which words he said touched Ji Han's fragile nerves.

I can't help but sigh again, the heartless Xiao Hanhan from before is much cuter.

"Well, let's talk about it later." Yu Mao avoided Ji Han's question.

Strange to say, it stands to reason that he should have said that he would leave without hesitation, after all, he did not belong to this world.

But seeing Ji Han's expression, he was a little speechless.

No way, he was still soft-hearted, Yu Mao complained that he was still corrupted by beauty after all.

Rubbing his head against Ji Han's neck, Yu Mao squinted his eyes and inhaled the fragrance of snow lotus, wrapped his arms around his humanoid pillow, "Good night."

"......Good night."

early morning

Yu Mao yawned, slowly opened his eyes, and found that Ji Han had left.

After estimating Yu Yi's current feelings for him, Yu Mao felt that it was time to start the next step.

He was going to 'encounter' that poor girl who fell in love with Yu Yi, and then knew that he had been deceived.

After leaving the room, Mao Yu went to the kitchen.

The people there are already very familiar with Yu Mao, and at the same time they like this good-natured boy.

"Come to make some snacks for His Highness again."

Yu Mao smiled politely and nodded, "Well, Your Highness has a lot to deal with recently, and I can't help you, so I just wanted to make some sweets to make Your Highness relax."

Some of the new servants didn't know about it, they only said that the young man had a good relationship with His Highness.And those who know the truth can only sigh secretly that the young man gave his heart wrongly, and hope that he will not be too sad when the time comes.

After spending a whole morning, Yu Mao wiped the sweat from his brow, and finally decorated the last piece of dessert.

He suddenly heard a whisper from his side, looked over strangely, and saw a girl who looked very young fell to the ground, and a huge lump was smashed out of her ankle by the falling stone plate.

"Are you okay?" Yu Mao quickly put down the snack in his hand and helped the girl up.

"Hiss...it hurts so much." The girl was so painful that tears welled up in her eyes, and she couldn't even stand still trembling.

"What should I do? I still have to deliver food, and it's too late." The girl cried out in pain and anxiety.

"Don't, don't cry." Yu Mao couldn't see others crying, so he quickly took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to the girl, "How about this, I'll deliver the food for you, and you should go back and apply some medicine, so as not to cause any sequelae gone."

"Really?" The girl choked up, looking at Yu Mao with gratitude in her eyes, "You are so kind, thank you."

No wonder His Highness likes it, he is really a very kind person.

Yu Mao smiled, helped the girl back to the room, asked where the food was delivered, and went with the food.

After going around several turns, I saw the place the girl described.Yu Mao was shocked that there was such a remote and desolate place in the Demon King's Palace.

When he came to the gate, Yu Mao knocked carefully, "Is anyone there? I'm here to deliver food."

No one answered for a long time, Yu Mao gently pushed the door and found that there was no lock at all.

Carrying the lunch box into the yard, Yu Mao found that the inside was really desolate, overgrown with weeds and dusty everywhere.

Walking to the only open door, Yu Mao took a look inside and found a figure squatting on the ground motionless.

"Gudong." Yu Mao was a little nervous, "Well, hello, I'm here to deliver food, where can I put the food?"

The figure didn't respond in any way, and still squatted in place, like a wooden man.

Yu Mao tentatively stepped over the threshold, and found that the other party didn't respond, so he approached the other party carefully step by step.

"Well, I put the rice here." Yu Mao squatted down and gently placed the lunch box in front of the figure.

Thinking that the other party would still not respond, Yu Mao just wanted to stand up when he was startled by the sudden raised head of the other party.

"Ah! You, you..."

Yu Mao choked on what he wanted to say, and suddenly realized that this person looked like him.

"Hee hee hee..." The figure smiled. Although his voice was hoarse, it was still recognizable as a young girl.

She stretched out her bony hand to open the lunch box, grabbed the food inside and stuffed it into her mouth, regardless of the scalding temperature.

"Well, there are chopsticks." Yu Mao didn't care about being surprised, and handed over the chopsticks worriedly.

The figure didn't answer, but stared blankly at Yu Mao's face, making Yu Mao's heart tremble.

"Another hee hee...another ha ha ha ha!!!"

The figure pointed at Yu Mao's face and laughed loudly, at the same time, he tore his own face frantically until blood dripped from it.

Yu Mao was shocked, and quickly grabbed the figure's hands, "What are you doing, why are you hurting yourself?!"

The back of his hand suddenly felt moist, Yu Mao was taken aback, looked down, and found that the figure was crying.

"You...are there any unhappy things? Do you want to say it?"

The figure suddenly stopped moving, clutching Yu Mao's hand tightly, tears streaming down his face.

Yu Mao didn't urge him, but just quietly accompanied the other party, waiting for the other party's mood to stabilize.

I don't know how long it took, but the tears finally stopped flowing, and the figure relaxed its grip on Yu Mao.

"Let's go, let's go..." The figure shook his head, repeating these three words over and over again.

Yu Mao didn't understand what the other party meant, so he gently wiped off the blood on the other party's face with a handkerchief, and then took a deep breath.

Not only because of the terrible wound, but also because the other party's face was too similar to his own.

Even if they were biological brothers and sisters, they probably wouldn't be so similar.

"See my face." The figure had completely stabilized his emotions, looking at Yu Mao's face, his eyes were full of desolation.

"I hate that face!"

Yu Mao faintly felt that he was close to some terrible truth, he wanted to escape, but his legs seemed to be rooted on the ground, and he couldn't move a bit.

"Did he say that you look a lot like an old friend of his, please stay with him?" Seeing Yu Mao's surprised expression, the figure grinned.

"It's not an old friend, it's a lover..." The figure smiled terribly, "You too, me too, and many others, because this face became the face of his dead lover. alternatives."

"He coaxed us to show our sincerity, but he only thought about his long-dead lover."

The figure became agitated again while talking, and grabbed Yu Mao's hand tightly, leaving streaks of blood, "How could he be so cruel, how could he!"

"I really love him. He helped me when I was most desperate. I took it as my salvation, but in the end, he was the one who gave me despair!!"

"Ahhhhhhh—!" the figure cried out, lost his mind again, and no longer cared about the Yu Mao beside him, hugged his knees and hid in the corner, cursing something continuously.

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Yu Mao: Little Yiyi is not a good guy, but it doesn't matter, no one told me I wasn't either.