After wearing it back, I became the demon king

"Even Di Ling can't do anything, will my father..." Before Lin Xinyao finished speaking, tears fell first.

Li Jixue was very distressed, and raised his hand to wipe away her tears, "No, Uncle Lin has his own destiny, Daoist Hongzhen and Di Ling are all trying to find a way, don't be discouraged."

Lin Xinyao nodded with trembling shoulders, "Yeah."

"Xinyao?" A voice called out to Lin Xinyao.

Lin Xinyao turned her head, thought for a while, and recognized the other party: "Brother Haoran."

"Your boyfriend?" Zhong Haoran gave her a teasing look.

Lin Xinyao's cheeks were hot, "Well, his name is Li Jixue, Jixue is brother Haoran, we used to be neighbors, but because of Uncle Zhong's transfer, their family moved away."

Zhong Haoran smiled and said: "In my memory, you are still a little girl. You grow up really fast. When will you two hold a wedding banquet? Remember to invite me."

"Definitely." Li Jixue retracted his handshake with Zhong Haoran, and responded politely.

"Why did Brother Haoran come to the hospital? Are you feeling unwell?" Lin Xinran asked with concern.

Mentioning this, Zhong Haoran frowned, "It's my dad. He had some problems with his physical examination. The doctor advised him to be hospitalized. Not only did he not listen, he was also very irritable and insisted on leaving the hospital."

He pushed back the broken hair on his forehead, "Look, my dad smashed it with an ashtray."

Lin Xinyao opened her eyes wide. She remembered that Uncle Zhong was elegant and kind. When Zhong Haoran was a child, he would often go out with his father to climb mountains and shoot arrows. "How could Uncle Zhong..."

Zhong Haoran let go of his hair and sighed: "Actually, he was not like this before. Recently, his mental state has improved a lot, and his temper has become hotter. My mother said that when she first met my dad, my dad's temper is not as strong as it is now."

"My mother doesn't have menopause, but he seems to have reached menopause."

Lin Xinyao didn't know how to comfort him, but Zhong Haoran had a big heart, "Maybe it will be fine after a while, I haven't seen Uncle Lin for a long time, is he in good health?"

The corners of Lin Xinyao's lips were stiff, and her eyes were dull, "My dad has been in a coma recently."

"How come?!" Zhong Haoran turned pale with shock, "Don't worry, my dad knows foreign experts."

"Yes, I just tricked my dad to stay with Uncle Lin in the hospital!" Zhong Haoran had a flash of inspiration.

Lin Xinyao and Li Jixue looked at each other, seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Brother Haoran, I really have you.

Needless to say, Zhong Haoran really succeeded. His father learned that Lin Fusheng was unconscious, so he immediately jumped out of bed, pulled his slippers and ran to Lin Fusheng's ward, took Lin Fusheng's hand and wiped his tears, reminiscing about the past, Tried to wake him up.

The next morning, Daoist Hongzhen and Master Shikong arrived at the hospital. After checking Lin Fusheng's body, he shook his head helplessly.

Lin Xinyao's three brothers and sisters were used to being hopeful within a few days, only to be disappointed again.

"Shi Kong, have you noticed a strange smell in Dean Lin's ward?" Daoist Hongzhen asked.

Master Shikong flicked the prayer beads, "Dirty breath."

Taoist Master Hongzhen handed Lin Xinyao a talisman and asked her to put it under Lin Fusheng's pillow.

"Could it be worse?" Daoist Hongzhen guessed.

Master Shikong: "It doesn't look like it, maybe it was brought in by someone else."

The two looked at each other, planning to check out the hospital.

In the afternoon, Di Ling brought Lang Li together. Interestingly, the paparazzi who guarded the two of them mistakenly took a sneak shot of a celebrity. Lang Li stared at him and strode forward. Being caught, he turned his head and bumped into a pair of unruly eyes, the paparazzi tensed up, almost peeing in fear.

Lang Li was working as a model, so he naturally recognized the camera in his hand, and took it off the paparazzi's neck forcefully, and the paparazzi trembled and begged: "Don't hit my eating guy!"

What Di Ling paid attention to was not the paparazzi, but Lang Li. He knew how to use a camera and knew how to use it. Where did Lang Li learn it?

Intuition told Di Ling that Lang Li might be hiding something from him.

After deleting all the photos and pulling out the memory card, Lang Li threw the camera back to the paparazzi. The paparazzi hurriedly hugged him tightly, "Thank you, thank you."

"Don't shoot randomly, I catch you again..." Lang Li subconsciously wanted to say eat him, but when the words came to his lips, remembering Di Ling's advice, he turned a corner and said, "Send you to the police station."

"Yes yes yes, I don't dare, I don't dare." The paparazzi confessed, picked up the camera and ran away, as if Lang Li would chase after him.

Lang Li turned his head and met Di Ling's eyes. He grinned and touched Di Ling's forehead with his head affectionately, "Am I very good?"

Di Ling raised the corners of his lips and stroked his soft black hair, "Well, you're very good. I'll reward you with big elbows tonight."

Lang Li's throat rolled, he admitted that he was hungry.

Di Ling couldn't help laughing, and had the urge to kiss Lang Li on the forehead.

He is so cute.

"Di Ling, you're here." Li Jixue went up to meet him, and was quite surprised when he saw Lang Li behind him, "Isn't Lang Li going to class today?"

He remembered Di Ling saying that Lang Li was still studying.

Di Ling didn't feel guilty, "No class in the afternoon."

Come out with him for extracurricular practice.

Stepping into the ward, Lang Li suddenly stepped back, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his face was ugly, "It stinks."

It was the stench again.

Di Ling's sense of smell was not as sensitive as his, and when he smelled it a little later, it was indeed a little smelly. He could bear it a little, but it was torture for Lang Li.

"The two masters came here this morning and gave my father a talisman to put under the pillow." Lin Xinyao said.

Di Ling stepped forward to check. Fortunately, there was this talisman, otherwise the smell would be even stronger, and Lang Lixun would probably faint.

"Did the two masters ask you anything?"

Lin Xinyao was surprised, "How do you know?"

"The two masters asked me who had been in my father's ward recently."

Daoist Hongzhen and the others should look for the source of the smell. Di Ling only needs money to do things, just cure Dean Lin.

Thinking clearly, Di Ling dragged Lang Li into the room.

Lang Li evaded like a snake and scorpion, "I won't go in."

Di Ling held his hand, looked into his eyes seriously, and said, "I need your help."

Plop plop, Lang Li's heart ignited a throbbing flame, the time when Di Ling needed him finally came.

So Di Ling tricked Lang Li into the ward.

Standing behind Lang Li, Di Ling held back his smile, the silly boy is so easy to lie.

"Is Dean Lin's aura familiar?" Di Ling asked.

Lang Li looked at him suspiciously, and Di Ling was even more puzzled than him, "Is there an answer on my face?"

"No." Lang Li shook his head and explained, "It's your smell."

"What?" Di Ling was stunned, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears, or that Lang Li's sense of smell was broken.

"Your breath, I will not admit your mistake." Lang Li said firmly.

Di Ling touched the back of Lin Fusheng's hand, and passed his power through his meridians, exploring the internal organs.

A faint light flashed in his eyes, Di Ling slowly withdrew his hand, Lang Li's judgment was correct, no wonder he felt familiar, could he not be familiar with his own breath?

The authorities were bewildered, and Di Ling didn't realize it for a while.

How could Lin Fusheng have his own breath?

Daoist Hongzhen and the others said that the person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell, is it yourself?

There are countless clues in my mind, and the cold wind outside the window is like a small needle tip, densely piercing my cheek.

A tall figure suddenly shrouded it, as if it was blocked by frost, rain and snow.

Di Ling looked up at Lang Li, his mind flashed, and he suddenly turned around and asked, "Did Dean Lin receive a painting?"

"Painting?" Lin Xinyao was in a daze, "I don't know very well."

"Ask your family members." Di Ling ordered with lowered eyebrows.

Lin Xinyao suddenly realized the importance of it, "Okay."

She took out her mobile phone and went to the corridor outside to make a call. After a few minutes, she hurried back, "The aunt who cleaned my father's room said that there is indeed a new painting in his room, covered with a black cloth."

"Go to your house." Di Ling's eyes flickered.

Li Jixue blinked his eyelashes, "Could it be Xiaohan's painting?"

"It should be." Di Ling confirmed his guess.

Li Jixue was stunned, tongue-tied, "This...this..."

For a long time, I couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Second brother, you came just in time, I'll go back." Lin Xinyao hurriedly said when she saw Lin Shijing open the door and come in.

Lin Shijing was puzzled, the younger sister never seemed so happy to see him before.

Before he could speak, Lin Xinyao hurried away with several people.

Lin Shijing scratched the back of his head, lamenting that the woman's heart was a needle in the bottom of the sea.

Li Jixue was driving, and Di Ling and Lang Li were sitting in the back. Lang Li sneezed and rubbed the tip of his nose.

Di Ling handed him a pack of tissues, "Don't rub it, your nose is red."

"Uncomfortable." Lang Li tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder.

Di Ling held his hand, and the faint blue light penetrated into Lang Li's body from the palm of his hand, "Is it better?"

Lang Li said wearily, "No."

"There is a limit to cheating." Di Ling warned.

Being exposed, Lang Li didn't feel embarrassed, and buried himself in Di Ling's shoulder and neck, his voice seemed to be non-existent, "Brother smells good."

Di Ling's ears were burning, and he pushed him away without changing his expression, "Come on and sit down."

Lin Xinyao, who was in the co-pilot, caught a glimpse of the interaction between the two, and became more and more suspicious that Lang Li was Di Ling's boyfriend. Of course, Di Ling didn't take the initiative to mention it, so she would naturally pretend that she didn't see anything.

At the red light ahead, Li Jixue looked puzzled, what is she laughing at?

Lin Xinyao shook her head and remained silent, saying that boys who engage in art have a delicate mind, her boyfriend is obviously an exception.

Arriving at Lin's house, the aunt of Lin Xinyao's family was flustered, "Master Jun—"

"Aunt Mao, what happened?" Lin Xinyao asked.

"Miss, Master Jun is gone!" Aunt Mao was so anxious that she burst into tears.

Lin Xinyao staggered, Li Jixue hurriedly supported her.

"Aunt Mao, don't worry, just explain clearly." Li Jixue patted his girlfriend's arm to comfort her.

Aunt Mao was flustered and stammered: "I... I went to the kitchen to take a look at the stewed soup, and when I came out again, Master Jun was gone."

"Will it be in the house?" Li Jixue said.

"I searched everywhere, but there was no one." Aunt Mao wiped away tears.

Di Ling looked around, there was a security guard at the door of Lin's house, so no one must have gone out.

"Look around." Di Ling touched the back of Lang Li's hand.

Lang Li lowered his eyes, "Did brother treat me like a dog?"

Di Ling touched the tip of his nose, "You are better than a dog."

Lang Li's face darkened, it turns out that love will really disappear.

"You're kidding." Di Ling coaxed, "You are the only wolf in the world."

Although I don't know the specific species, but he can control fire and lightning, and he can turn into a human, which is unique in Lang Li.

"I want to sleep with you at night." Lang Li took the opportunity to ask, "Human form."

Di Ling hesitated for a few seconds, "Yes."

Lang Li smiled brightly, and every time he approached Di Ling in human form, he always felt strange emotions, he couldn't explain clearly, as if he was hiding in the mountains and forests, separated by a layer of tulle in the thick fog, secretive and restless, fearful and obsessed.

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