He and It

As he walked, Yu Mengzhou's occupational disease recurred again. He carefully observed the condition of the horses. Apart from those terrible saddles, the reins and horse bits also looked extremely hideous. The reins are completely greedy living things, a kind of thorn with a muscular texture; the devil horse looks back at him from time to time, and Yu Mengzhou can hastily catch a glimpse of the fine copper wires separated from the bit, like parasitic blood vessels, entangled Plunge into the gap between the fangs.

What a sin...

Yu Mengzhou temporarily put aside his fear and diagnosed: "This thing you have... is really serious. Do you have to do this?"

The magic horse paused, and after a long while, it said softly: "The previous rider's poor skills made you laugh? I didn't expect that you smell like a human being, but your skills are much better than you look."

"Are you seeing a joke? I'm not seeing a joke," Yu Mengzhou was confused. "And I didn't lie to you. I'm really a human being. I'm guaranteed to be fake!"

The demon horse didn't look sideways and led the prey in the direction of the group, ignoring Yu Mengzhou's excuses.

After taking two hurried steps, Yu Mengzhou still refused to give up and wanted to use speech therapy to find a breakthrough. He asked: "You must be in pain when you are like this. I can..."

"I'll save the mocking words for later, craftsman." The demon horse's voice became softer and softer, and it suddenly lost the patience to rush on slowly. Yu Mengzhou's eyes were dazzled, and when he woke up again, he left The bloody battlefield was no longer two hundred meters away.

When the demon horse turned around, he spoke tactfully with Yu Mengzhou, and his voice when he called his companions became so hoarse and full of malice, just like an old bird coming to announce a funeral at dusk: "Come and see, I found something interesting: a Human craftsman!”

Those demon horses that were wandering leisurely, lowering their heads to drink blood, raised their heads one after another, and dozens of blood-red lamps seemed to be lit on the hot field.

Taking a closer look, Yu Mengzhou realized that the conditions of the demon horses were not exactly the same. Some have their horse skins half peeled off and connected to the hollow saddles; some are covered with rugged scales, only their eyes and four hooves exposed; some are wrapped with red-hot copper chains, and every move Suddenly, the copper chain collided with the blood and flesh, and thick smoke enveloped the demon horse's body...

If the previous little devil was just a nightmare version of Pokemon, then the devil war horse in front of Yu Mengzhou was a living nightmare. They wander in hell and are agents of terror, sin and massacre. Ordinary humans cannot bear their twisted forms.

Yu Mengzhou carried the tool box in a daze and looked at the dozen demon horses.

He is in this business, and of course he knows something about horses. He knew that there was a way to train war horses in ancient times: instead of feeding them grass and drinking water, they fed them raw meat and drank blood. In this way, the horses could adapt to the soaring blood energy on the battlefield. After such a war horse is developed, during the first twelve hours of the battle, the horse's eyes will be red with hunger, and no one can get close to it except the owner. If you let them out now, they can rush out and eat a lion.

This was the most incredible, bizarre and ruthless horse-raising story he had ever known. However, compared with the scene in front of him, the war horses fed by flesh and blood were as beautiful and kind as angels.

"Looks stupid," a demon horse snorted. "Looks like a human, smells like a human, then he is a human. Can a human really be a war craftsman?"

The other horse sneered: "Gao Er is always so unreliable in his work. What a war craftsman, he just found a human who was greedy and didn't dare to eat secretly behind the leader's back!"

"You are really smart, you bastard," Gao Er retorted, "Turn your stupid eyes, can't you see the toolbox in human hands?"

The demon horse known as "Indecent Tongue" laughed loudly, shaking the sky: "You actually believe a human's lies, this is so funny! The priest of the apostate palace, known as the tormentor above all demons, look at it The execution chamber is so complicated and luxurious, even a needle or an iron nail has its own purpose. This human being holding a small box dares to claim that he is a war craftsman!"

"...I'm not a war craftsman," Yu Mengzhou said as calmly as possible, "I'm just a shoemaker for Matthew."

"How to fix it?" A demon horse approached unnoticed from behind. It just sniffed Yu Mengzhou's shoulder. The sulfur-filled blood dripping from its mouth and nose caused Yu Mengzhou's coat to burn. He had to jump on his feet and patted hard for a long time, "Are you going to smash any of our heads with your little box?"

You can question my ability, but you can't question my professionalism! Yu Mengzhou was so angry that he said loudly: "How ordinary people repair their hooves, I will repair it the same way! Pull out the damn thing on your hooves, put some medicine on it, bandage it, and repair it like this!"

As soon as the words came out, the surrounding area was silent.

Yu Mengzhou covered the hole in his coat and raised his eyes in confusion. He saw all the demon horses, all staring at him silently, and several of them bared their fangs forbearingly.

"No wonder you were able to deceive Gao Er, you turned out to be a smooth-talking fraudster..." Xie Yan looked him up and down, "Your charm halo was so perfectly concealed that even we didn't notice it, so we developed a subtle liking for you. . But your stupidity has harmed you. In order to survive, you are willing to tell such crude lies!"

Yu Mengzhou was confused: "No, what did I lie? It's just a mule or a horse that can run around. If you don't believe it, then come and try it. It doesn't cost any money!"

Xian Tan was very angry: "Still spewing unnecessary sweet words!"

With its own majesty tarnished by a little trickster, the demon horse unconsciously moved forward and approached Yu Mengzhou. The other demon horses also followed suit, spitting out their long blood-red tongues and hissing to sniff Yu Mengzhou's scent.

"--stop."

A cold voice came from behind all the demon war horses.

Yu Mengzhou wiped the sweat from his face and looked over involuntarily. In his sight, a dark demon war horse stood there, with flames burning all over its body. Its horns were engraved with red lines. The demon horse must be thick and solemn, as if the purpose is not to torture it, but to suppress its instinct as much as possible.

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