Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Fuzziness and fusion occurred, and he didn't know whether his understanding of Ding Jingyi was based on the understanding of coexistence or the proficient interpretation of history.

But Ellowyn is not on Earth, and speculation without archaeological evidence is, after all, fantasy.

A drop of rain hit Peng Yuan's face, bringing his thoughts back to reality.Peng Yuan whispered the spell, and the jellyfish shell stretched out a part, covering the shield on his back like a raincoat.

"We invented the double image magic for playing board games, remember that."

The shield grunted: "Well, that's right. Now that I've said that, I remembered that I wanted to mess with you because I couldn't afford to lose."

Peng Yuan stepped in the rain, and his sandals splashed with splashes: "Brother, how can you make people answer like this."

"Can't afford to lose, have grievances, how about it?"

"Then I can afford to lose the whole point... I said, get some more for the shadows, let's level up in the fifth row, get some second-hand outsourcing from Geng Zhi, and only accept ranks below Xingyao. Settle the bill before nine o'clock every day, This must be worth losing, how about it?"

"No, brother, absolutely not, don't even think about it."

"I'll coax you into Thieves Six, you can have as many as you want, and you can't do without them."

"It's really not good. First of all, Xingyao's rank is six yuan per star. Gengzhi outsources it to you second-hand. It's almost one yuan and two yuan. If you lose one game, it will take two games or more to fight back. So I might as well go to retouch the picture. You can get two yuan for one piece, which is stable. Secondly, there are only two mobile phones at home, and five rows of business can’t be done.”

"Well, not even capital to do business."

It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night when Peng Yuan arrived at the pet management office.The management office even has staff on duty.

Hehehe was washed very clean, and the black fur was shiny. Although the 100 yuan barbecue is gone, the management office also gave Peng Yuan a cat bag. The cat bag is shoulder-mounted and has a circular window like a space capsule.

Peng Yuan searched and found that the same bag sold online for 99 yuan.It just so happened that Peng Yuan didn't know how to bring Hey Hey back, but after accepting this bag, it's hard to say whether paying the management fee is a waste or an advantage.

Peng Yuan carried the cat bag on his back, hugged the shield in front of his chest, and walked towards the room as if taking a walk.

At this time, the thunder and lightning and the wind and rain stopped, and the sky revealed the deep black of night.There was a dim light on the distant sea, like an abyss with its mouth wide open, and it would be impossible not to stuff a burrito into it.

The shield sounded: "By the way, let me down. While the weather is calm now, I will use star magic to pull the mist star back."

Looking at the sea, Peng Yuan rolled out the shape of a burrito: "No."

Ding Jingyi immediately started the soul torture mode: "You, do you still want to graduate as a graduate student? You were born late, and the soil of the Manchu princes was dug up by the predecessors and separated. Will it be your turn to achieve results?

No results, how to graduate?Did the graduate student in the news jump off the building?It would be better to go to a brand new planet, a place that has never been contaminated.New land brings new results. "

The shield shook, as if trying to break free from Peng Yuan's arm, and shook Peng Yuan's whole body.

Hehehe meowed in the cat bag, as if he was dissatisfied with the shit-shoveling officer's poor transportation service.

"Ai Luowen is not a new land..." Peng Yuan said, "It is the place we have lived in, the place you want to leave with death. I used to yearn for it and was obsessed with it, but I don't know why, there is always a little hinder.

Perhaps it is the historical distance that creates beauty and confuses me.But now I understand that I yearn for Ellowyn like a vigorous young man yearns for dusty death. "

Having said that, Peng Yuan felt that he was old-fashioned.Shield was also silent.

"That's right..." The shield fell out of Peng Yuan's hand and turned into a beautiful woman, "The magic of the stars will speed up the coming of the world-destroying meteor, and the fourth and fifth meteors come together. I don't have monsters now, so I can't handle it." they."

"Then hang on."

"Hold on."

The sky is getting clearer, revealing more shades of gray in the darkness.

The author has something to say:

Our old friend has become a draft and entered the cloud disk!

But it will be a little later to get to his part.

103. Chapter 103

The senior year came quietly, and Peng Yuan continued to devote himself to the study of archaeology.According to the documents, he and Li Yun locked two relics in the Liaodong area.

However, the good ones do not work the bad ones. Every time Peng Yuan went to the scene and worked hard for several days and nights, the first thing he got was a mineral water bottle——

Obviously, there is no mineral water bottle as a cultural relic in today's world, it is just a proof that tomb robbers have visited.

Dig down and dig, most of them are robbery holes.Since there are tomb robbers, all the excavations are basically in vain.

Peng Yuan's personal academic deflation can be tolerated, but the historical sites and cultural relics have been completely destroyed, and the tomb is in chaos like a rough room under renovation, which can't help but make people sigh.

There is no internet near the ruins, and every time Peng Yuan talks to Ding Jingyi, he spends half an hour traversing the mountains to find the nearest base station.

The two chatted for less than 15 minutes, and Peng Yuan had to go back to the work shed where he was temporarily staying, and sleep with the pain in his muscles and bones, so as not to be completely dead the next day.

After returning from Bohai, Peng Yuan felt that his life seemed empty. He inadvertently gave up the opportunity to go to Ellowyn, just like giving up the life he already had.

Become neither pursuing happiness nor pursuing ideals.Archeology is not romantic, and at this moment, a veil of tenderness has been shed in front of Peng Yuan. He is just a tool cat, digging soil, measuring graves, writing reports, and worrying about graduation four years in advance.

After three months of exhaustion, Peng Yuan returned to City G.

"Ah-"

Peng Yuan left the train station with a half-person-high travel bag on his back. The autumn wind was already strong, like a big man with flower arms running to the vegetable market.

Peng Yuan dragged his broken bones through the spacious square in front of the station, wading through the traffic and scattered stalls, and finally crossed two roads amidst the smell of food and shouts to attract customers. Cell phone, dial.

"Jingyi, where are you?"

A clear voice came from the microphone: "I see you, turn to the left."

Peng Yuan did as he did, and what came into view was a row of crowded lanes, with only a little space left in the middle, as if he had been collectively despised by the drivers on the road.

Only the middle of the three parking spaces is occupied by a car, and a clean Bentley Flying Spur is parked alone.

Bentley car rental companies in this city are relatively expensive. Peng Yuan doesn't understand cars, and only thinks that such a luxury car should appear at the wedding.

Peng Yuan squeezed through the crowd and clasped the microphone: "Where is it? I only see a wedding car here?"

When he was wondering, the car window rolled down and Ding Jingyi stepped out.

It was late autumn, Ding Jingyi was wearing a dark red suit jacket, the collar was covered with white lace, and there was a ring-sized golden circular embroidery on the left chest.

He also wore a pair of purple sunglasses with symmetrical golden patterns on the lower corners of the mirror, and a dark gray windshield against his fair skin, making Ding Jingyi look like a character in a modern dance drama.

Ding Jingyi opened the car door: "The three-month period has come, welcome the young master home!"

"Ahem..." Peng Yuan cleared his throat, "Why, let the young master take the co-pilot?"

Ding Jingyi pushed the sunglasses, and a cold light flashed: "Young master, if you want to experience the Indian style, you can sit on the roof; if you want to experience Adu's retro style, you can get off the bottom of the car. Either way is fine."

Peng Yuan put down his travel bag and walked around the car. The license plate is auspicious B16888, which is very auspicious.

Peng Yuan laughed: "Good guy, I want to make a fuss about Jiba, brother, what do you think about renting this?"

Ding Jingyi spread her hands: "At first, I thought this license plate was too straightforward, so I wanted to rent a more restrained one. The people at the dealership wish me a prosperous year of the rooster. I thought they spoke nicely, so I rented it."

"Of course, you don't have to be lucky only in the year of the rooster."

A cold light flashed on Ding Jingyi's sunglasses: "I suspect that you are the real driver."

The two laughed and laughed again, Peng Yuan watched Ding Jingyi stuff his big turtle backpack into the trunk, and then got into the car under the surprised eyes of passers-by.

After all, he was tanned, and the conditions at the excavation site were extremely poor, so there was no water to wash his clothes.

Peng Yuan came back like this, got into this luxury car so rashly, so out of place.

Peng Yuan sat upright on the co-pilot.It was his first time riding in a luxury car, and he was always a little timid.

A 500 million luxury car came to pick him up, a black-faced cat who came back from digging empty-handed and had no credit for three months!

The air conditioner in the car was turned on, but like a sick patient, Peng Yuan rubbed his face, as if he wanted to rub the subtle warmth to his face, he looked at his face and old clothes in the driving mirror, and then Looking at the well-maintained leather cushions, the contrast and impact swayed wildly in the mind, stirring the sensitive self-esteem of young people.

Peng Yuan seemed to think of something, but he didn't know it clearly, so he just sat there, like a "behaved" emoji.

"Patta" the car door opened, and Ding Jingyi handed over a bottle of canned charcoal coffee: "Are you here, drink more hot water, and go to bed early."

"No, don't drink hot water, stay up late."

"Haha, barbarian."

Having said that, Peng Yuan still took the can, and a feeling of warmth poured into his palm.When Ding Jingyi returned to the driving seat, the car became less unattainable in an instant.

Peng Yuan hugged his dark self: "Brother, this is a large-scale pretense scene, what kind of windfall did you make, and you suddenly bought a luxury car?"

Ding Jingyi stepped on the gas pedal: "Wind money is not counted. If you have some spare money, it can be used to improve your life."

"Where does the spare money come from? Don't be a fool, just tell me."

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