The seat of rebirth is sick

Turning around, the Demon King looked at him with a rather pitiful expression.

Shen Jingbing:? ? ?

"Okay, okay, calm down, just treat me as crazy!" Sniffing his nose fiercely, he sat back obediently as before, with a face as if nothing happened just now.

Nima is so embarrassing!Crying for no reason!are you crazy!

"I don't think you are an undercover agent. At least you and Zhang Ting are not. You say you came from time travel, and I believe it."

"Ah, why." Shen Jingbing didn't realize all of a sudden, she was obviously so suspicious.Also, what's the matter with Zhang Ting?What do you mean by "you are from time-traveling"?Zhang Ting? ? ?

"Because you are stupid." Lord Demon King smiled quite self-cooperatively when he said this.

Lord Demon King, this cold joke...isn't funny...

Zhang Ting didn't go anywhere for the past two days, hiding from the devil everywhere, he caught himself out and wiped his neck.The world is sinister and unpredictable.Who knows if the person who smiles at you every day is thinking about how to bully you.

He huddled in the woodshed of Zhihua Palace and sucked the noodles in the bowl.

It's amazing that the Demon King didn't send anyone to look for him—no, if he didn't know it, it would be troublesome if he just went out and bumped into the soldiers from the Demon Realm who were sent to look for him, so he should just keep shrinking here.

He originally came to Zhihua Palace to discuss things with Shen Jingbing, after all, they all came through time, no matter how rebellious their sexuality is, there will be an inexplicable sense of intimacy, just like meeting a fellow villager.But he has been here for two days, and the master's family has not come back! ?That day I sat in the front hall for a long time, waiting for Shen Jingbing to come back, only to see Chun Equinox and Li Xia come back crying.At this time, I'm not in the mood to sprout any lilies, so it's better to hide quickly.

Thinking of this, he huddled in the woodshed and ate ashes for two days.

"Ah Choo!" Zhang Ting's body is allergic to dust! ?People will go crazy when they smell so much ash and keep sneezing!

Unable to bear the hunger, cold and allergies, he sneaked into the small kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles.In such a big house, there are no other servants except the two sisters. It is convenient that the two sisters are not here now.

It's just that I don't know when that Shen who suffered a thousand knives will come back.

Just thinking about it, he sucked in half a mouthful of noodles, and suddenly heard footsteps outside the door, which made him hang on to the half mouthful of noodles, holding his breath and concentrating.

Shen Jingbing finally rolled back to his territory on the third day.

Basically, he didn't remember what he said to the Demon King last night, and his mind was full of one thing: Zhang Ting also traveled here.

This person is very strange, and has always given me a fairly familiar feeling, no matter what it is.

"Two hundred and five two hundred and five, are you there?"

"Aren't you annoying, host, can you calm down early in the morning!"

"Oh! You are arrogant if you are given a few days off without being called?! There is nothing to explain about bad reviews, bad reviews, bad reviews."

Now Mr. Subsystem gave in wretchedly: "Don't, don't, just tell me something, I will try my best to do it."

"Try as much as possible?" Shen Jingbing didn't bother to bother with him, "Everyone who travels through rebirth has a system like yours, right?"

"That's right, our system is designed to balance the world of time and space, and to restrain reborn people. No matter what method you use to achieve this goal, we will exist all the time, and each of us will have one."

"Then help me see, does that Zhang Ting have a system? He said he came here through time travel."

I just heard the system gentleman say "ah": "I can't check this, we are the system, as long as we are assigned to work, we will cut off contact with other systems, and we can't find it."

Shen Jingbing once again understood the state of his system's incompetence.

Kneel down, really.

He just complained to the system and was walking on the road, when suddenly someone sneezing came from the room next to him.It is definitely not the vernal equinox and the beginning of summer!It sounds like a man!

In the firewood room, a man sneezed, which is very suspicious!

Shen Jingbing backed up again, stood in front of the door, pushed it open very cautiously, then retreated to the side quite nimbly as if avoiding something.

After making sure that nothing flew out of it to attack him, he carefully probed to the door to check the situation.I saw a man squatting there with a soup bowl in his arms, like an idiot, with soup and noodles hanging on his face, just looking up at himself, the air was filled with the smell of chopped green onion and oil and salt.

The fool looked at himself and sneezed again.

Fuck, it's disgusting.

This idiot was Zhang Ting, who didn't know that he hadn't seen anyone in the past two days, and he was shrunk in his woodshed.

Rather disgusted, she threw towels and clean clothes to him and told him to clean it up. Then Shen Jingbing let him into the room and sat in the front hall, the two of them looked at each other without saying a word.

"Why are you hiding here?"

"It's no nonsense that you said to hide! Run for your life! Who is as desperate as you are every day."

Shen Jingbing stroked the non-existent beard on his chin: "Who are you hiding from?"

"Demon King! He found out that I'm a counterfeit, don't kill me!"

"Fake..." Shen Jingbing was thoughtful, "You said you came here through time travel?"

"Yeah... how do you know?!"

"The devil told me."

Zhang Ting looked taken aback: "Didn't he not believe it?!"

"He believed it, he didn't say he didn't believe it."

Zhang Ting looked like he felt stupid.

"How did you come here?" Shen Jingbing asked him.

"I don't know, my stupid gay friend jumped off the building, I just passed by his downstairs, and then smashed me to death." Zhang Ting looked at Shen Jingbing's face with a kind smile, and the corners of his eyes twitched. Also followed suit.

"Zhang Yaowan?" Shen Jingbing asked tentatively, and nodded.

"Fuck丨Your uncle!" Shen Jingbing suddenly exploded and jumped up.Regardless of whether he jumped off the building and hit someone, the other party also has a friend who jumped off the building, so he looks too similar to Zhang Yaowan!

"Are you Shen Qi?"

Nodding: "Now ask Shen Jingbing to remember it for me."

Both of them fell off their horses.Obviously they were gay friends in the previous life, but now both of them just want to kill each other.

Two people who don't like each other in this world have nothing else to say, let's avoid talking about the past, it's boring.

Zhang Ting was very angry, it was obvious that Shen Qi committed suicide and dragged him here, and now he has not chopped him up, so he is quite self-restraining.But now Shen Jingbing, who knew the truth, didn't feel guilty about his brother at all, and looked like he didn't care about his business, which made people look like a beating.

Well, what I said earlier, "as kind as seeing fellow villagers", get out of here!

Shen Jingbing drove Brother Yaowan out like a beggar.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you two have a good relationship!" The system gentleman on the other end was sneering and sarcastic, but Shen Jingbing beat him back.

Department: "Shouldn't the two of you get along friendly and create a world in a different world? How can you say that you are also the hero after all!"

Shen: "Fuck off, what am I doing cooperating with him? Just let me die!"

A man who thinks about how to die all the time.

Today's Shen Jingbing is going to drag the draft for a day, no inspiration, no mood.

In the evening, I went to the devil's palace alone in a sedan chair, preparing to get away with painting.

After all, I used to be a worm, comics, paintings, fantasies, and other sources of income besides novels.

"Master Demon King, can I draw a portrait of you today~" The person who talked about it every day said "I'm not disgusting, your surname is not Shen".

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were laid out in front of Shen Jingbing, and the general composition in his mind had been formed, and then he took out a homemade pencil and started to outline the draft.

He is still confident that he can finish such a large picture. Without other colors, it is just a line draft, and the drawing is still fast.

Looking at the composition in his mind and smiling at his aunt, Mr. System expressed his desire to die.

The Demon Lord, who really thought it was something serious, was sitting there, looking silly and cute.

Shen Jingbing held back her laughter while drawing, her hands trembling a little.

"Why don't you tell stories today, sir?"

"No inspiration, Calvin, can't write."

The demon king who had nothing to say stopped again, thought for a while and asked again: "Mr. Zhang is very strange today."

"My lord, don't you realize that he's not here these days?"

"So, Mr. Shen knows where he is?"

"He thought you were going to kill him and hide from me in Zhihua Palace." Shen Jingbing said amusedly, "Actually tell your lord that I know him."

"Oh?" The Demon King raised his eyebrows with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Since your lord says you believe our words, then we have crossed over. He is my only friend. His original name is Zhang Yaowan. It's a silly name, hahahahaha..." He was alone Embarrassed here.The devil tilted his head: "'Stupid'...what do you mean? It doesn't sound like a good word."

"It's just...stupid, brainless, um."

The scene is fascinatingly harmonious.A candlestick was placed in the middle of the table, reflecting the profile faces of the two with a warm yellow, soft and beautiful.The warm light faintly makes people sleepy.

Shen Jingbing patted his eyes that were about to close, and insisted on finishing the last decoration.He was not used to the brush, so he reluctantly mentioned his name in the mixed painting circle - Siming.The words are ugly.

Looking at Chengtu, he suddenly burst into laughter, which made the demon king opposite him very confused.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Trembling, he spread the painting in front of Lord Demon King, and it looked like a erotic picture of two men, anyone with eyes could see that the one on top was pushing forward, the Demon King; Looking at Zhang Ting's face.

Shen Jingbing laughed so hard that her whole body was smoking.Smiling and laughing, he stopped smiling suddenly, and he watched the Demon King's face turn livid, with a bad heart.

I... did I draw something wrong?

"Sir... what is this...? Isn't it a portrait for me?"

The author has something to say:

Want to drive, hmm...

Recently, I feel that Jinjiang hid me, um...

small theater

Demon: What is this?

Shen: Spring丨gong.

Demon: So can you replace the face of the person below with yours?

Shen: No, Master is attacking Kakaka...

Demon: [grievance]