After wearing it back, I became the demon king

Di Ling had originally agreed with Chu Han to take up a part-time job today, but he didn't want to be approached by the police early in the morning, saying that he was accused of murder.

"Who died?"

"You know Yang Xing, right?" the policeman asked.

"He's dead?" Di Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Stop talking nonsense, where were you at 53:[-] last night?" The policeman looked serious.

"At this point, I am naturally sleeping." Di Ling replied.

His expression was very calm, without any panic, the policeman frowned, "Is there any evidence?"

There is no surveillance in this old residential building, and Di Ling lives alone, so he can't let the small light bulb testify for him. He shook his head, "I live alone."

"Then please come with me." Just as the police finished speaking, the door opposite Di Ling was pushed open.

"I can testify for him. After he came back last night, I didn't hear the door open again." The woman looked awkward and a little uneasy.

"We don't have good sound insulation here, and the neighbor can hear his cough, so I'm sure he didn't go out last night."

"What's your name?" The policeman turned and walked up to the woman.

"Hu... Hu Xiaoli." The woman said.

A flash of surprise flashed in Di Ling's eyes, the neighbor across the door turned out to be the proprietress of Haoyoulai Restaurant.

The police asked some more questions, and they left Hu Xiaoli until she was sweating.

Di Ling nodded slightly at her, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you should. You can't be wronged at such a young age." Hu Xiaoli smiled shyly, and rubbed her hands on her apron twice, looking embarrassed.

"What are you dawdling at the door?" The young man with a cane and a ferocious face saw Di Ling, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

"Hey Gangzi, are you okay? Why did you fall so well?" Hu Xiaoli panicked and bent over to help her.

"It's okay, it's okay." Chen Gang was in a trance, thinking that he was blind for a while, so he mustered up the courage to look at the opposite door again.

Suddenly his eyes widened, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

It looks like this, it is unlikely to encounter a second one in a while.

Chen Gang's muscles were trembling, his heart was pounding, as if it was going to jump out of his throat, he wanted to move!

"Brother, Mom, I'm going to school." The soft voice broke the weird atmosphere.

"Lele, wait, mom will take you to school." Hu Xiaoli went into the room to get the keys and mobile phone, took off her apron, and led Chen Le out.

"In school, you can't let people take off your clothes and pants, and you can't let people kiss you casually. If someone bullies you, remember to tell the teacher, or come back and tell your mother and brother, you know?" Hu Xiaoli patiently asked.

Chen Le nodded obediently, "Understood."

After the mother and son left, only Di Ling and Chen Gang were left looking at each other.

"That... I'm sorry, I saw your school's post, and I blame that idiot Sun Yuze for misleading me." Chen Gang rubbed his nose, eyes full of embarrassment and guilt.

Di Ling didn't care, but he also held grudges. He stared at Chen Gang solemnly and said, "Have you heard a word?"

Chen Gang was startled: "What?"

"Homophobia means deep closet." Di Ling closed the door after finishing speaking.

A few seconds later, Chen Gang was furious, "Fuck, I'm not! I'm a straight guy! I have a reason..."

Chen Gang's throat seemed to be choked suddenly, and he didn't shout anymore, "Forget it."

"Great God, come and help me change the painting!"

"Obviously I came first!"

"Go away, I made an appointment with the Great God last week!"

As soon as Di Ling entered the studio, he was surrounded by crowds. Chu Han followed behind him, pretending to be sad and said, "When you see newcomers laugh, you hear old ones cry. You bunch of heartbreakers."

"No, no, old Chu, we still love you, but the Great God only comes one day a week, we have to seize the opportunity!"

"You're almost done. Don't tire Di Ling. There are so many of you, but he's the only one. Are you really going to squeeze him out?" Chu Han said seriously.

Everyone looked at Di Ling, especially the girls, seeing him so thin, they couldn't help being overwhelmed with maternal love, "Di Ling, you are too thin, we will take you to eat delicious food at noon, remember to eat more."

"Okay, let him eat more with his appetite." After seeing Di Ling's appetite, Chu Han was so shocked that he didn't recover for several days. He even suggested that Di Ling go to eat and broadcast. It's so big, it's sure to be popular, but it's a pity that Di Ling has no interest.

As long as they were chatting, Di Ling has quickly finished seven paintings.

"God, you're still so fast!" The short-haired girl looked at Di Ling with bright eyes.

There was a sudden silence at the scene, and then burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, why don't you have a long memory, men can't speak fast!"

Di Ling has never been in a relationship. There are many succubi in the Demon Realm to seduce him, but he has no interest at all. He would rather read a few more books. , he really doesn't know.

They were about to start painting when Lu Yao sneaked into the house like a thief. After meeting Di Ling's gaze, he blushed and said loudly: "I will pay! If you don't join the group, give the original price!"

"What are you yelling at, there are no hearing-impaired people here, sit down." The burly senior gave Lu Yao a glare.

Lu Yao's face was blushing, and he obediently found a corner to sit down.

The short-haired girl moved closer to Chu Han and said in a low voice, "Your fanboy is going to climb the wall."

Chu Han laughed, and said calmly: "Di Ling is indeed powerful, and I am also his fanboy."

"As expected of you." The short-haired girl gave him a thumbs up.

jealous?Chu Han couldn't be jealous of Di Ling, because he knew that he and Di Ling were not at the same level.

He was regarded as a genius since he was a child, so he naturally had his arrogance. He walked smoothly on the road of painting until Di Ling appeared, a young man younger than himself. Painting was just a hobby, but Di Ling's His talent and accomplishments are beyond his reach, and Di Ling is a mountain that he will never be able to climb.

After a short period of discomfort, he calmly accepted this cruel reality.

During the break, Di Ling drew a sketch of a small light bulb.

"Is this your pet?"

Di Ling turned around when he heard the sound, it was Lu Yao.

"Ah."

Lu Yao didn't expect that he was willing to talk to him, and his eyes lit up, "You are really good at painting, why don't you take the entrance exam to the Academy of Fine Arts? If you come to the Academy of Fine Arts, there will definitely be many people admiring you."

Di Ling interrupted his chatter, "Come to ask me to change the painting?"

Being poked at the center, Lu Yao blushed, "Hmm..."

He frantically handed out a cup of milk tea, "I... I'll treat you to milk tea, can you change the painting for me?"

Di Ling raised his eyes to look at him, his black pupils seemed to have been sealed with ice for a long time, Lu Yao's hand holding the milk tea trembled slightly, and kept swallowing saliva.

"No."

These three words were like a death sentence for Lu Yao, causing his rosy cheeks to fade instantly, his eye sockets to heat up, and mist to cover his vision.

The last time he was so unreasonable to Di Ling, it's no wonder that Di Ling would agree, in the end it was his own fault.

"Two cups." Di Ling took the milk tea.

"Ah? Hiccup!" Lu Yao's emotions switched between great sadness and joy, and he couldn't help hiccupping.

"Really... hiccup...really?" Lu Yao covered his mouth and stepped back, fearing that he would be stupefied.

"Fake." Di Ling remained expressionless.

Lu Yao really wanted to cry this time, "I don't care, I've heard you agree, you can't count your words."

"Hahahaha, your fanboy is gone." The burly male god poked Chu Han beside him with his elbow.

Chu Han spread his hands, "Children can climb walls very quickly."

"Old Chu, don't be sad, we still love you, of course when Di Ling is not around." Everyone laughed, Chu Han wanted to hit someone.

Chu Han drove the car today, just in time to send Di Ling back, "Do you have Weibo? You can post your work on it. With your level, there must be many people looking for you."

"Yes." Di Ling told Chu Han the Weibo name.

"I'll go back and add you." Chu Han was driving and it was inconvenient to use his mobile phone.

"I'm really sorry about my cousin. His injury is not serious, but I don't know why. He always has nightmares, can't sleep well, and the gallery is always closed."

"Did you see a doctor?" Di Ling asked.

"Look, the doctor said that he was under too much psychological pressure, let him relax, and prescribed some sleeping pills for him, but it didn't work, and he also had nightmares after taking sleeping pills, and he became thin and out of shape. My uncle and the others have nothing to do with it. They plan to ask the master to give him Look, I don't think it's reliable, isn't that thing a lie, and money is not spent like this." Chu Han is obviously a staunch atheist.

Di Ling didn't answer, wondering if Chu Han would be scared if he knew he was not human.

"The car can't go in." Chu Han asked him seriously: "You really don't plan to change places? I heard from my classmates that either the thieves who stole underwear or the robbers were caught here."

"You have some savings in your hand now."

Di Ling shook his head, "Not much left."

Chu Han's eyes widened, "Last time I bought pens and watches from you, and every week you come here to work part-time as a model, and recently sold two paintings, you said you don't have much left?"

"Well, I eat a lot." Di Ling stated the facts expressionlessly.

Chu Han: "..." He was unable to refute.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the car window.

Di Ling pressed the car window, it was Lin Jingyuan and Yue Zhao.

"Fellow Daoist Di, you know everything, right?" Lin Jingyuan pursed his lips in embarrassment.

"Yeah." Di Ling guessed that they would come over today, and said to Chu Han next to him, "I'm leaving."

Chu Han grabbed his arm vigilantly, "Do you know each other?"

"I know." Di Ling replied calmly.

How did Di Ling know the Taoist priest?Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Chu Han let go of his hand.

"Yang Xing is dead, butler Wu insisted that you did it." Lin Jingyuan said angrily: "I went to see, Yang Xing was sucked to death, what are you doing by sucking his energy? Nonsense."

Di Ling's thoughts wandered, "Men can also absorb the energy of men."

Lin Jingyuan suddenly remembered that there was a rumor in the school that Di Ling was gay. Although it was later clarified by Feng Cheng that he blamed him, he didn't know whether Di Ling was gay or not.

Hearing what Di Ling said, he couldn't help being a little curious, does fellow Daoist Di really like men?

Di Ling didn't know what was going on in Lin Jingyuan's mind. He recalled the disappearing red shadow, "Didn't it mean that Boss Yang's lover is also crazy? Have you ever seen her?"

Lin Jingyuan and Yue Zhao shook their heads, "No, butler Wu said that the lady is resting and doesn't want to be disturbed. Her condition may not be as serious as Boss Yang's."

When Di Ling saw the flashing red shadow in the corridor, he thought it was a ghost living in Yang's house. After all, the whole house was shrouded in evil.

"I'll go home and sample something." Di Ling was going to take Little Light Bulb to Yang's house for a feast.

On the way Di Ling followed Lin Jingyuan to Yang's house, Lin Jingyuan secretly observed the small light bulb at first, but then looked at it openly, and stopped talking for a long while, "Fellow Daoist Di, is the small light bulb a monster?"

"No." Di Ling scratched the little bulb's chin, and the little bulb narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Have you ever raised a spiritual pet?" Di Ling asked.

Lin Jingyuan shook his head, "No, now that the aura is exhausted and cultivation is difficult, suitable spiritual pets are hard to come by."

He paused and asked suspiciously: "You Daoyou Di, you mean that the little light bulb is your spiritual pet?"

"Almost." Di Ling's expression was very calm, and he asked seriously: "Need to register, do you want to make a dog tag or something?"

Lin Jingyuan fell into a strange silence when he heard the words. Yue Zhao, who was driving in front, listened to the whole journey, and he couldn't explain it. This Di Ling really kept his spiritual pets as ordinary pets. To be jealous of him.

"You don't need a dog tag. I'll take you to the Supervision Bureau to register. If the light bulb hurts someone, you need to be responsible." Lin Jingyuan explained.

"En." Di Ling responded.

The Yang family was gloomy, and Butler Wu seemed to have aged a lot overnight. Yingying, Yanyan and several children of different ages were surrounded in the hall.

The youngest was still breastfeeding, so he was brought here in a daze, saying that the child missed his father and would make a fuss if he didn't see him.The oldest one was estimated to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with a silent expression, but his mother was full of pride. After Yang Xing died, the person who could inherit the Yang family would naturally become her son.

Yue Zhao proposed to see Yu Wen, but Butler Wu changed his previous cooperative attitude and firmly refused, "Miss An needs to rest and rest, so it is inconvenient to see guests."

"There is something wrong with this Yu Wen." Even Lin Jingyuan could see that something was wrong, but he didn't quite understand why Butler Wu defended Yu Wen so much.

Di Ling pressed back the small light bulb in his right pocket, stepped forward, and said to Butler Wu: "Yu Wen and your master, you choose one."

Steward Wu's heart was shocked, his eyes turned red, "Mr. Di, are you willing to make a move?"

"Hand over Yu Wen first." Di Ling said.

"What? Can you save my master? Butler Wu, you have no hesitation in exchanging that little goblin Yu Wen for the master, or is it that you were also drunk by that little goblin?" They couldn't understand Yu Wen, so they stepped forward to agree for Butler Wu.

Butler Wu looked solemn, hesitated for a while before sighing heavily, and made up his mind, "I promise you."

Di Ling walked at the back, Lin Jingyuan leaned over to him, and asked in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist Di, can you really save Boss Yang? Didn't you fool Butler Wu?"

"It can be saved." Di Ling's tone was flat.

Lin Jingyuan took a deep breath, and after half a minute, he said quietly: "Fellow Daoist Di, you actually have a teacher, don't you just lie to me because it's inconvenient to disclose it?"

"I heard from my master that some sects live in seclusion all year round, some in mountains and forests, and some in cities. They will only be born unless there is chaos in the world. They are all very low-key outsiders."

The more Lin Jingyuan thought about it, the more he felt that his conjecture was correct. Daoyou Di had a celestial spirit and the appearance of a hermit. He was not only capable but also knowledgeable.

"Really?" Lin Jingyuan asked again seeing that Di Ling was silent.

Di Ling didn't want to pay attention to his random guesses, but after thinking about it, Lin Jingyuan had already made up all the unreasonable places for him. He admitted that it might save some unnecessary troubles. For example, Lin Jingyuan always wanted himself to worship Hongzheng Long as a teacher.

"En." Di Ling replied vaguely, without saying anything else, letting Lin Jingyuan think wildly.

Lin Jingyuan opened his eyes wide and his heart was surging. No wonder Fellow Daoist Di is so powerful!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Lin Jingyuan blushed with excitement, and tried to lower his voice, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Di, I know you don't want to act in a high-profile manner, and I will keep it a secret for you!"

Di Ling glanced at him indifferently, wondering how Lin Jingyuan grew up so safely and was not kidnapped.