The Demon King smashed his brain

Like the White Rabbit in Alice in Wonderland, such a rabbit would seem like a good fit for a fairy tale.

An Ming fell into the memories of the past, and didn't notice anything wrong with Zhang Huai at this time.

He stared fixedly at the rabbit in the painting, looking at the pair of diamond-shaped eyes, that dream resurfaced in his mind again.

No, he was sure it wasn't a dream, but he didn't know what it was. Maybe the other party took his soul out of the body for a short time, gave him that kind of "task assignment", and then put him back in his body?

It was this rabbit who appeared in front of him and told him that the devil king of the devil world had disappeared for many years, and he, as a counterfeit with the same appearance, wanted to sit in this position to comfort people before the real devil king returned.

There are no guarantees, no rewards, and death is likely if discovered.

But what can he do, he is just a tiny human being, and he can barely support this shelf.

Zhang Huai never saw the rabbit again after that, and asked Yin Jiuzhao, but Yin Jiuzhao said he didn't know, saying that he had never heard of such a rabbit near him.

Yin Jiuzhao would not lie to him, so what happened?

He didn't want to understand, no one could give him an answer, so he could only put this question on hold, thinking that the rabbit probably wouldn't have thought that he, the impostor he had found, would be so bold that he wanted to really replace him, really Become the devil king.

Zhang Huai didn't expect to see the rabbit here.

And according to An Ming, this rabbit was created by him, which made him even more confused.

There is no exact similarity, he is very sure, which is why he is so shocked now.

"You used to really worry me," An Ming said. "Even if I was bullied, I wouldn't sue. I just chatted with you, and you just watched me cry and didn't say a word."

She has a similar physique as Zhang Huai, and they both burst into tears when they get emotional.

"When I couldn't find you, I knew you must be sitting in the attic, looking at the stars in the sky."

The attic was dark and dark, and it was difficult to climb. It was a place that other children didn't know about. Even if they knew it, they wouldn't want to go up there. There was nothing on it.

At that time, the orphanage had some financial difficulties, and the skylight in the attic was broken. At that time, An Ming also wanted to know where Zhang Huai went every day, and secretly followed him, only then did he learn that there was such a place.

It is indeed beautiful to look at the stars there, but something is wrong if you just keep looking at them like this, but she can't persuade Zhang Huai.

After An Ming chattered a lot, Zhang Huai looked at her stiffly and asked, "I...was bullied by them? Am I crying?"

"That's right," An Ming said, "At that time, I thought you were probably the most pitiful child in the yard."

Zhang Huai's temples began to twitch again, and he had a faint headache. At the same time, he also felt that the orphanage life in his impression seemed to be different from what An Ming said.

He felt a sense of disobedience, but now he just wanted to find out about the rabbit.

"Sister An, I...I mean, did I really draw this rabbit?"

"Yeah, that's a really good drawing."

Zhang Huai didn't speak.

He has no relevant memories, whether it is what An Ming said, crying to her, or drawing this rabbit.

It couldn't be that the rabbit had been staring at him when he was young, thinking that he was a good candidate for a substitute, and when he saw the rabbit, he drew this painting unconsciously.

"Sister An, tell me about my past."

Zhang Huai said.

"I almost can't remember, what was I like before?"

An Ming: "I see that you have indeed changed a lot in the past few years."

She looked at Zhang Huai with emotion in her eyes, unlike some elders who watched their children grow up little by little, for her, Zhang Huai was like growing from a child in memory to a young man in front of her eyes.

"Your previous personality...was not very pleasing to other children at that age, and you didn't like to talk, so they didn't like you and thought you were strange."

"You like to go to the attic to look at the stars. I have seen you talking to the stars many times, and I was taken aback. Fortunately, although it is rare, you are still willing to talk to me."

She was really panicked at that time, fearing that Zhang Huai would become a child of the stars and suffer from autism.

"Don't say I helped you, you helped me a lot at that time, and I got support from you," An Ming said, "At that time I started to try to create picture books by myself, and you liked all those stories, I am very happy .”

An Ming still has a deep impression on one of the incidents. When he was young, Zhang Huai gave a completely different evaluation from ordinary people to the traditional story of Dragon Quest, fighting against the devil and then rescuing the princess.

He said that if there is a choice between the hero and the devil, the devil is better.

She asked why in surprise, and he replied, because the brave had to go through a series of hardships and was scarred, and the devil was already the devil before the brave appeared, even if he was defeated by the brave, it was just this one thing.

An Ming explained to him that the Demon King was beaten to death by the brave man afterward, and the brave man will live a happy life with the princess after suffering, and there is no need to do anything else.

'Who knows? '

'Who knows what will happen next? '

'Before the appearance of the hero, the devil king doesn't have to care about anything, he can do whatever he wants, so what if he dies? '

He has shown amazing persistence in this aspect. An Ming can't say no to him. After all, this is just a fairy tale created by himself. The author can write whatever he wants. It is meaningless to argue with a child about these.

An Ming went to get some picture books again.

"These were your favorites at the time, remember?"

The stories she created at that time have been successfully published after undergoing some revision and polishing. Here is the original version for the children who come here to play.

The four books, which are not too big or too small, are mostly the stories of the righteous and alert protagonist bravely fighting against the villainous villain and finally winning.

Two children next door exposed the plot of the dragon emperor to save the people from fire and water. The little goblin expelled the cunning fox demon in order to save his hometown. The vicious watchdog was successfully revived...

An ideal and beautiful story will definitely make the children enjoy reading it, but now that Zhang Huai reads it, he just feels that the more he reads it, the more painful it is.

It's that kind of dull pain, not sharp, but just as uncomfortable.

An Ming finally saw that Zhang Huai's complexion was not good at this moment, she hurriedly asked: "Xiao Huai? What's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Zhang Huai reassured: "It's okay, maybe it's because I didn't sleep well at night."

An Ming looked at him with some concern, and then hesitantly took a look into the yard. Earlier, Di Jiangwen went out by himself in order to leave room for them to talk and reminisce, saying that he wanted to see the place Zhang Huai lived in before. place.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the relationship between these two people was not just "friends", but she was afraid that Zhang Huai would be thin-skinned, so she didn't ask directly.

"Xiao Huai, that... friend who came with you, do you want to call him back?"

When Zhang Huai heard her mention Di Jiangwen, he paused for a moment, and his eyes fell on his wrist.

The elusive chain reappeared on his wrist at this time, probably based on his attention.

Di Jiangwen was outside, and the long chain was connected to the collar on Di Jiangwen's neck. If he wanted to, he didn't even have to bark, as long as he pulled the chain, Di Jiangwen could sense it and knew that he was barking. I will come back by myself.

But if he really did this, wouldn't he really treat people as...

He remembered the pair of dog ears on Di Jiangwen's head in his dream last night.

... Was that really a dream?

Like the dream where the previous chains began to appear, where does it begin to be illusion, and where does it begin to be reality?

He had never seen Li Yu's ears, but he knew that dog ears were different from fox ears.

Yin Jiuzhao is a dragon, Li Yu is a fox, and Yi An looks like a demon. If Di Jiangwen is added...

Zhang Huai looked at the picture book stacked in front of his eyes. The top one was the story of a businessman and a watchdog. The picture on the cover showed a dog with three heads that was extraordinarily horrifying.

Just right.

Is this also a coincidence?

No matter how slow he was, he could sense something was wrong. According to An Ming, he was a poor kid in the orphanage before, but he clearly remembered when he was in the orphanage. It was so miserable.

"Sister An," he said, "do you think the attic I used to go to is still there? I want to take a look."

"Of course, I'll take you there!"

An Ming led the way, Zhang Huai followed, and when he was walking in the corridor, even without An Ming, he would naturally know where to go.

"It's been a long time since it's been cleaned up. It might be quite dusty. Do you want to go up?" An Ming thought he just wanted to have a look, but he didn't expect that he wanted to climb up. "It will stain your clothes."

Seeing Zhang Huai nodding, she just sighed helplessly and found him a ladder.

I didn't know how he climbed up before. Now that the wood has rotted over time, it is better to use a ladder for stability.

Zhang Huai crawled into the attic.

There is not much space here, which may be more than enough for children, but it would be a bit restrictive for an adult to come in.

The sun shone through the skylight, and when he looked up, he saw the blue sky.

It's daytime now, he can't see the stars, but he can imagine what kind of scenery he can see here at night.

Yes, he has seen it with his own eyes, more than once.

He still remembered that one of the stars was particularly bright, facing the skylight, almost directly above his head, which fascinated him so much.

The stars have always been with him.

Zhang Huai felt the dull pain in his head intensify, as if someone was hitting with a hammer, the force was even worse than before.

He couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his head, almost without any thought, he had already pulled the chain.

The next moment, a man appeared in front of him, and he leaned against Di Jiangwen's broad chest.

"what happened?"

Di Jiangwen asked softly.

Zhang Huai didn't answer, he was suddenly in a daze.

As if he wasn't alone here when he was looking at the stars.

Someone is with him.

It's just that it was too dark in the attic, and the starlight was only willing to illuminate him alone, so he couldn't see the appearance of the other person clearly.

Even so, he felt very happy.

Is it the dean?

In his impression, the dean was a tall man. When he was playing alone in the garden, the other party would come to him, but the man's face was blurred in his memory.

But who is it not the dean?

Who can treat him that well?

Di Jiangwen: "Do you want to go down?"

Zhang Huai looked at Di Jiangwen, and after a while, he said, "If you go down with me suddenly, you will scare Miss An."

An Ming had been waiting for him downstairs, and Di Jiangwen, who was still outside, teleported into the attic all of a sudden, and couldn't justify it.

"She can't see me."

Di Jiangwen said.

It should be some spells again.

After Zhang Huai nodded, he went down the ladder. Now he has some urgent questions to ask An Ming.

"Sister An, do you know where the former dean...is now?"

"Ah, you mean the dean's grandma?" An Ming said, "The dean's grandma died of illness a few years ago."

Grandma Dean?

Zhang Huai's pupils suddenly shrank.

"... Isn't the dean a man?"

An Ming laughed out loud, and she said, "Oh, it seems that you really don't remember clearly."

"Actually, during the period before you left, the dean's grandmother was in very bad health. She rarely appeared in the hospital, and later she was admitted to the nursing home."

"How can she be a man?"

The author has something to say: Well, it's almost over.

In fact, it's quite fairy tale style_(:з」∠)_