Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Love, I'm afraid it will become the source of regret. '

"The God of Time and Space smiled: 'It is a miracle in itself to meet the same person in a different time, space, civilization, and era.'

"The god of love couldn't help but reminded: 'You can enjoy the joy of love without falling in love with the same person. Because the miracle born of possibility and the eternal destiny are contradictory. Even if the gods are above, whoever disobeys Fate, will be punished with unimaginable terror.'

"The god of time and space understands the meaning of the god of love: the fate set is irresistible, if you resist, you may be killed.

He understood the truth, but he did not follow the warning of Venus.After the death of the magician Olin, the God of Time and Space used the power of "dimension reduction" to take Olin's golden coffin from the royal tomb of Roseburg and brought it to Mainz.

"Don't worry, the coffin was just taken away, and nothing bad was done by being opened. Except for the style of writing, it's perfect. Heh——"

Peng Yuan yawned and closed the computer.Ding Jingyi set up the drawing board, and the kitchen shelves were drawn on the paper, all composed of lines, which was a basic practice.

Hehehe also went back to sleep in the nest, only the ears were exposed outside the nest.Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Peng Yuan relaxed and lay on his back. The room was very quiet, only the sound of snow falling.

"ton ton ton—"

Peng Yuan's cell phone rang, it was a long-lost call.Peng Yuan thought to himself that he didn't order takeaway or buy express delivery. Could it be a scam call to improve his education?

He has received a lot before, ranging from adult college entrance examination, college promotion to preschool education.

He held back his biggest reply, "No need", and was about to start the spouting mode, but the name of the caller made him startled.

Li Yun...

Peng Yuan answered the phone: "Brother Yun, it's almost time for a holiday, are you busy grading papers?"

"Don't panic, the efficiency of grading papers is still there..." Li Yun's voice came from the receiver, "There is something that must be done by you. Get ready, and I will arrange someone to pick you up tomorrow."

"What's the matter?"

"SFU in Canada——Simon Fraser University has sent scholars majoring in archaeology, and they are also focusing on Ellowyn's direction. I'm looking for you two by name."

Peng Yuan was dumbfounded.First of all, J University has finished the final semester of the last semester and is about to go on vacation. This time is completely unsuitable for academic visits.

Secondly, how could a transnational university scholar know a black-faced cat?

Is there anyone who can't translate his official account?Finally—although it is inappropriate to say this, the global ranking of SFU archaeology is only over 40, and the archeology of J University is firmly in the top three in China. Peng Yuan's school is like a pure brother.

"Well, why are you looking for us?"

"Scholars from SFU said in the email that there is an investment from the United States that you need to evaluate, and the investor named you two. If you get it, maybe Ellowyn's archeology will be popular for a while, which is also good for you. I will forward the email to you. "

No matter how deaf Peng Yuan was, he could hear the word "investment" clearly. Ai Luowen's archeology was so cold that it was on the lightning rod at the top of Mount Everest. Now there are people who are taken advantage of and come to invest?

"Alright Brother Yun, get ready now!"

Peng Yuan hung up the phone, showing a demented smile: "Abaaaba!"

With a "bang", there was a limping black-faced cat on the sofa, dancing and dancing happily.

Ding Jingyi smiled slightly: "Aren't you going to learn what you agreed?"

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Entering the palace for the second time in hospital, the last update before hospitalization

113. Chapter 113

Ding Jingyi put down the paintbrush: "Brother Maomao, come and touch it."

Peng Yuan rolled off the sofa and walked in the direction of Ding Jingyi step by step.With a low field of vision, he can clearly see every hair and every piece of scale on the ground. It turns out that being a cat is such a feeling, you can concentrate on a smaller field of vision.

"Hey, poor, my foot is injured and I'm limping..." Ding Jingyi stepped forward, squatted down, and stared at the black-faced cat, "Why are you walking sideways?"

Peng Yuan suddenly felt that he had entered a social death: he became a cat for the first time, and couldn't get used to walking on four legs, so he started to follow the side!

Ding Jingyi said again: "Don't go, give me a breath."

Peng Yuan originally wanted to say "You don't suck every day", but opened his mouth and turned into a soft and milky "Mi".

——You can’t even speak human words!

"Okay, okay..." Ding Jingyi carefully picked up the black-faced cat, "If you want to turn back into a human, just say 'meow woah' three times."

Peng Yuan found out his own scale only in the palm of Ding Jingyi's palm, he was only as big as Ding Jingyi's palm!He turned into a milk cat!

"You also found out..." Ding Jingyi kissed the black-faced cat, "The shape presented by the transformation magic is the most suitable for the state of mind of the shapeshifter. You have experienced so much and are tired. You think you are a baby in your heart, and you will be a baby if you change." Baby kitten."

Peng Yuan squinted his eyes and looked around. With the vision of a cat, the rental house that was just enough to live in turned into a palace, and the small room turned into an empty cosmic maze.

His mind first entered a wonderful clarity, and then returned to simple consideration, as if the truth of all things was a little closer to him.

"You don't want to change back, do you, then I'll touch you."

Ding Jingyi smiled softly. He held the black-faced cat in his left hand, and combed its fluffy hair with a comb in his right hand.The black-faced cat stretched itself, curled up into a ball, and yawned in Ding Jingyi's hands.

Peng Yuan remembers that when he was young, he went to see a physiognomy. Maybe because he was too ungrounded and unattractive, he annoyed the physiognomy master, so he said that he was raised by someone and no one cared about him. Someone raised means someone raised him. , No one hurts means no outsider hurts.

Peng Yuan was a tiger when he was a child, and he thought it would be good for a child without parents to be raised by someone. Thinking about lowering the standard, it is actually a good prophecy to be raised by someone.

When Peng Yuan grew up, he thought to himself that he was not a real African, otherwise there would be a high probability that he would be said to have blackened Yintang and definitely had kidney deficiency.

Facts proved that this prophecy was wrong. Ding Jingyi loved Peng Yuan very much, and accompanied him through all sorts of messy things—destroyed and killed, and he was given good food, and even petted when he turned into a cat.

Thinking of this, Peng Yuan became happy.Regardless of the growling stomach caused by the deformation, he mited lightly.

"The black-faced cat, small and fluffy, was the hero who saved the city a day ago..."

Ding Jingyi made a bottle of goat's milk and carefully brought it to the black-faced cat's mouth, "Although the power of time and space has reversed the situation, the memory of the pain is real. Even though it is true, no one knows that the black-faced cat endured it." How much pain."

Peng Yuan should have forgotten that incredible battle, the inexplicable phantom pain in his chest where he was pierced by the wolf's head magic wand after returning home last night, and the injuries that should have ceased to exist because of backtracking.

Those nightmarish illusions that no one cares about, but with Ding Jingyi's comfort, the incredible memory and pain really existed in the body again.

Peng Yuan wanted to lie down, roll over, and cry.But even if he turned into a black-faced cat, reason still kept him restrained.

Peng Yuan himself recalled the piercing attack of the wand, but Ding Jingyi was actually shot three times, relying on the blessing of fate to survive.What a painful memory that would be!

When Peng Yuan thought about it, he seemed not qualified to cry.With the addition of warm goat's milk, he found everything bearable again.

Even though he knew that Ding Jingyi didn't understand, the black-faced cat gave a soft "Mi": "What about you?"

"Do you want to ask me how I feel?" Ding Jingyi smiled, "I am very used to these bad feelings: pain, loneliness, being hated, because I have experienced love, so nothing is unbearable, because love is higher than pain. depth.

It's just you...you were just an ordinary person riding on the cusp of the times in the past, and now you are still a kitten, and the kitten shouldn't bear too much. "

More things flashed in Peng Yuan's mind: his own childhood, the historical Prince Halloni.The combination of slight love and heavy loneliness, coupled with precious empathy, made his eyes sore.

The black-faced cat raised its head, its eyes were shining, a tear slid down its fluffy cheek, mixed with dripping milk, making him messy and sticky.

He really wanted to change back to his human form and cry a lot, but the education he received since he was a child told him that he couldn't do it. Boys can't cry, even girls, if they cry too much, they will be looked down upon.

Because I can’t cry, I can’t cry anywhere—outside, at home.

But being a cat is different, you can do whatever you want, cry how you want, cry loudly!

Ding Jingyi pulled a paper towel to wipe the cat's face, and the paper towel was soaked immediately.He changed one.

Ding Jingyi continued to rub the corners of the black-faced cat's eyes: "Mother once said that the most difficult thing to control is emotion. No matter the wisdom of the sage or the power of the emperor, it will not help it.

Only the eternal existence can restrain the momentary love and affection.Ironically, it was she herself who gave up eternity and landed on the ground.I don't know what she was thinking at the time. "

Giving up eternity in exchange for instant tenderness seems to be something only the existence of eternity can do.

The black-faced cat sniffled and whimpered.While humming, some strange thoughts and unreasonable speculations came into Peng Yuan's mind. It takes an extreme long time to breed extreme tenderness, isn't it so?

Thinking about it this way, he seemed to understand Ding Jingyi's babble again: Since Feliaia was able to complete the foundation of ruling the country for 2000 years, such a long and stable rule, she must be a realistic and ruthless existence in politics, and in private It must take the child to be soothed with cloud-like tenderness!

once the mind returns