After wearing it back, I became the demon king

"I, I, I, I don't dare to look at it." Walking into the room, Lin Jingyuan hesitated.

Recalling the content of the painting, he still has lingering fears.

Di Ling stepped forward and decisively tore off the cloth covering the painting.

Rao saw it once, Lin Jingyuan still closed his eyes subconsciously, it was too scary!

In the painting, countless hands stretched out from the filthy quagmire to tightly grab the man's body, wrapping him around like a hungry tiger. The man stretched out his hand toward the sky without a trace. What he didn't know was that above the clouds, there was a fierce beast. The beast was opening its mouth wide open towards him, waiting to devour him.

A creepy and frightening atmosphere lingers throughout the painting. Di Ling's painting style is extremely impactful and his personal style is distinctive. The most important thing is that he paints too realistically, as if this is not just a painting, but the ferocious beasts in the painting The ghost will rush out in a second.

"Did you draw this?" Yue Zhao asked.

"En." Di Ling lifted another piece of cloth. The painting under this cloth is completely different from the one next to it. It is a landscape painting with blooming flowers and a warm spring. The heart is beautiful, as if being illuminated by the holy light.

It is also particularly suspicious that the two completely different paintings were made by the same person.

"Do you know there is something wrong with this painting?" Yue Zhao pointed to the horrible painting and said, "Jing Yuan and I can feel a strong evil spirit from this painting."

Di Ling frowned slightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand. His hand passed through without damaging the painting. Before Lin Jingyuan and Yue Zhao could react, they saw Di Ling grab a black mass from the painting. The lacquered thing, this thing kept wriggling and struggling, trying to escape.

"What is this?!" Lin Jingyuan exclaimed.

"Filth." Di Ling said indifferently: "Mankind's negative emotions will produce this kind of thing."

He stared at the dark mass, "This should be produced by fear."

"You mean, too many people feel fear when they see this painting, that's why it came into being?" Yue Zhao propped his chin in thought.

"Normally not. This house is weird. It's a place where evil and evil gather, so it's especially prone to dirty things." Di Ling explained.

This thing actually transformed into two small claws, supporting Di Ling's hand, trying to free itself.

Lin Jingyuan took a closer look, "Why do I think it's a bit ugly?"

"Boss Yang is scared out of his wits by it?" Yue Zhao always felt that something was wrong.

Di Ling didn't make a comment, and the small light bulb in the hat became more and more restless. Then, while Di Ling was thinking about the problem, he rushed out like lightning and swallowed the dark mass in one gulp.

None of the three of them expected this development, and they looked at each other. After a long while, Lin Jingyuan twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, "Daoyou Di, don't you have a pet dog?"

Di Ling didn't want to be exposed so soon, so he picked up the small light bulb by the back of its neck and spanked it, "Gluttony."

The little light bulb stretched out two small claws towards him, holding his chin, and wanted to kiss him, but Di Ling quickly avoided it.

"Eat dirty things, don't touch me."

"Aww~" Little Light Bulb drooped its ears aggrievedly.

So pitiful, I couldn't bear to look at the two straight men next to me, "It wasn't intentional, so please forgive it, the child is still young."

"Yes, yes, fellow Daoist Di, because it's so cute, don't teach it a lesson. What kind of wickedness can puppy hook have?"

Di Ling sneered, "Oh."

Both of them trembled together, shut up obediently.

At the kind invitation of Butler Wu, the three of them stayed for dinner.

Di Ling's appetite made everyone present dumbfounded except Lin Jingyuan, especially Yang Xing. When he saw Di Ling's face, he was full of thoughts that I must get him!

Now he suddenly wondered if he could really afford to support Di Ling.

Butler Wu asked kindly: "Mr. Di, do you want to eat anything else?"

Yue Zhao stopped holding the chopsticks, still eating?

Di Ling calmly picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth, his movements were graceful, like a nobleman, "Then have some more, this fish is not bad."

"Yes, this is the fish that was just flown in this afternoon." Butler Wu patiently explained, and then asked: "The beef is also fresh, do you need it?"

"Yes." Di Ling never refused to come.

Everyone around was stunned, and looked down at his stomach, it was still flat, where did he eat?

The small light bulb that drank the pot of milk in Di Ling's hand, patted the edge of the milk pot with his paw, butler Wu immediately understood, and told the servant: "Add some more milk."

So the little bulb drank milk happily again.

Yue Zhao and Lin Jingyuan looked at each other in blank dismay, and it really wasn't that the family didn't stay in the house, and loved their pets with their masters.

After dinner, Butler Wu personally sent a car to take the three of them back.

Before Di Ling got into the car, Steward Wu stopped him, "Mr. Di, I wonder if you can do something about my master's situation? We will definitely reward you with a lot of money."

From Butler Wu's attitude towards him before, Di Ling guessed that he probably had his ideas on himself. It was probably because Lin Jingyuan was so enthusiastic about him, so he concluded that he was either superior in ability or had a close relationship with people with outstanding ability.

The night wind blew his lavender hair, his eyes were dark and quiet, as if they had suction, and he had already fallen into a deep pool when he regained consciousness.

"I can save him." Di Ling's voice was soft, as if he was born with a coolness.

Butler Wu was overjoyed, and then heard Di Ling say, "But I don't want to save."

"You dare to trick us?!" Yang Xing, who was next to him, was furious and strode forward to grab Di Ling's collar, but Di Ling dodged sideways and kicked him to the ground.

Yang Xing was stunned by the kick, he looked like a fairy, how could he be so strong?

He thought Di Ling was weak, but not only did Di Ling kick him down, he also found that his knees were numb!

"What's wrong with me?! What did you do to me?!" Yang Xing was terrified, and his voice became harsher and harsher, "You'd better untie it for me quickly! Otherwise, I will rape you first and then kill you!"

"Relying on your good looks, I will give you face!"

"Aww!" The little bulb probably sensed Yang Xing's malice, jumped out of the hood, and yelled at Yang Xing, his small body exploded like a sea urchin.

Di Ling was about to smooth its fur, when a ball of black and red fireball spit out from its mouth, and hit Yang Xing like a cannonball.

Yang Xing ran for his life and rolled and crawled to the side, barely avoiding it, the hair on the back of his head and the clothes and pants on his back were burned to ashes, and a hole was made where he was originally lying.

The servants screamed one after another, and Yang Xing's dusty butt was particularly conspicuous under the bright lights.

"What's going on? What happened?" Hearing the movement, Lin Jingyuan and Yue Zhao got out of the car in front.

"This is?"

Di Ling pressed the small light bulb back into his hood, "It's okay, the sky is dry and things are dry, there was a thunderstorm."

Naturally, Lin Jingyuan and his wife would not believe this explanation, so the little light bulb became more and more suspicious. What exactly is it?

"The car I called is here." Di Ling called a car on the APP before going out, and it was exactly as he expected.

"Mr. Di! Your lord has a lot..." Butler Wu chased after him, trying to make Di Ling change his mind.

Di Ling turned around, his eyes were cold, "No, I'm narrow-minded."

Steward Wu was suddenly blocked, and he didn't know how to answer the conversation. In just a few seconds, he looked again, and there was still Di Ling's shadow on the road.

Cold sweat slid down his back, coming and going without a trace, what a remarkable person it must be? !

Butler Wu felt more and more remorseful for letting the young master into the house today. He used to think that the young master was still young, and he would always be sensible if he was taught slowly, but now he finally clearly realized how much Yang Xing accomplished but failed.

"What's the matter with you today?" Di Ling turned the key to enter the house, took out the small light bulb and put it on the ground.

"Aww!" Little Light Bulb climbed up his legs.

With a black cub hanging on his lap, Di Ling walked to the sofa and sat down, a small light bulb shot into his arms like an arrow, showing his soft belly to him, and patted his arm with his small paws, sincerely inviting He came to move his belly.

Di Ling felt his heart itch when he saw his soft belly bulging. After struggling for a while, he couldn't hold it back and stretched out his hand.

It was as soft as he imagined, and it was very decompressing. Di Ling couldn't put it down, and for a while he forgot what he was going to do.

In the blink of an eye, it was already ten o'clock, and Di Ling reluctantly put down the light bulb to take a shower.

When he opened the door after taking a shower, a ball of fluffy stuff fell on the back of his feet. This guy actually kept guarding the door. It may be that Di Ling had been washing for too long, and it had already fallen asleep.

The warm and soft touch came from the instep, perhaps because the moonlight tonight was too gentle, Di Ling's heart trembled slightly, trickling through the trickle.

Bending down to pick up the little light bulb, it is only the size of your palm, a little bigger than when you were born, fragile and clingy.

Di Ling was only wearing a pair of pajama pants, but his upper body was not on. His porcelain-white skin was glowing white under the electric light, and he was wiping the hair that grew to the back of his neck with one hand. His hand stopped suddenly, and his voice was dark: "You Your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"

The little bulb that was suckling closed her eyes to show her innocence.

"What are you pretending to be sleeping?" Di Ling picked up the back of its neck and threw it on the ground. The little light bulb turned over in the air, landed lightly, and quickly slipped away.

Di Ling looked down at the place where he was slapped red, closed the door of the room with gritted teeth, lay down on the bed, but couldn't help thinking about whether to borrow the dog of classmate Chu Han's family who had just given birth to give the little light bulb Take a nipple.

The desk lamp on the bedside table emitted a warm orange light, and Di Ling was a bit unaccustomed to not having that little thing in his arms, and fell asleep after turning over for half an hour.

The Yang family will definitely not be able to sleep tonight, Yang Xiangjun is unconscious, Yang Xing has no feeling in his legs, Yang Xiangjun's illegitimate children and mistresses are also coming one after another tonight, and the Yang family is in chaos.

"I heard that little fairy Yu Wen is crazy? Where is she?"

"Yeah, anyway, sisters are together, we should visit and visit."

A few women talk to each other, and each one is more yin and yang than the other.

"Miss Yu is recuperating, so please don't disturb her." Butler Wu said coldly.

"Master won't let us see it, and Yu Wen won't let us see it either. Butler Wu, you are too harsh. Those who don't know think that you are the master of the Yang family."

Butler Wu ignored them, ordered someone to settle them down, and strode into Yang Xing's room, "Master, go and apologize to Mr. Di tomorrow."

"I don't want it!" Yang Xing shouted in horror.

"You can think clearly, only Mr. Di can heal the master, and only he can heal your leg. Do you want to live like this for the rest of your life?" Steward Wu asked in a deep voice.

"No! I'm only 21 years old!" Yang Xingru woke up from a dream, "I'll go, I'll beg him tomorrow morning, I'll kneel down and beg him!"

"Master, rest early." Butler Wu closed the door with satisfaction.

As soon as he left on his front feet, a red figure on his back feet quietly walked into Yang Xing's room.

Yang Xing suddenly opened his eyes wide, unbelievable: "Why are you here?"

A pair of jade arms wrapped around his neck, and a charming voice lingered in his ears: "Don't you miss me?"

"Yes, of course I want to." Yang Xing looked at her obsessively, pulled her into his arms, clasped his white hands on his back, his jade fingers suddenly turned into furry animal claws, and his sharp nails were illuminated by the light. There was a cold glow below.