Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Frustrated by all kinds of miscellaneous events?This is not something that modern college students should consider.

Ding Jingyi snapped his fingers, and the curtains fell automatically: "Go to sleep, good morning."

It was already afternoon when Peng Yuan opened his eyes, Ding Jingyi sat across from him and took a photo of an ID card in front of him.

"I'm going to work."

Peng Yuan yawned, and followed his train of thought involuntarily: "Ah... what kind of work do you want to do?"

"There is no requirement for education and age, and the ID card is not in the system."

"Then... where did you come from?"

"Do not ask."

Peng Yuan woke up from the jet-lag-like daze in an instant: the important officials of Ellowyn in the Mist Continent are going to work?

16. Chapter 16

"Where did you come from..." Peng Yuan pressed the ID card that Ding Jingyi took out, "Can't log into the system yet?"

Ding Jingyi's nostrils turned upside down: "The fruit shop doesn't need an ID card, but a health certificate is required, so I'll go for it."

"How can I get a health certificate without an ID card?"

Peng Yuan picked up his ID card and read it several times. The name, address, number and anti-counterfeiting signs were all available. Ding Jingyi's smile on the photo was like a flower, and his heart beat faster.

There is also a health certificate on the back, which is also complete in information, and it is absolutely impossible to tell the authenticity without a networked machine test.

"What jobs don't require an ID card?" Ding Jingyi asked again.

"Where did you say this came from?"

Peng Yuan shook the two documents in his hand, Ding Jingyi snatched them away, and quickly took them away, the movement was so fast that human eyes couldn't see them clearly.

"Where did you get the ID card?" Peng Yuan grabbed Ding Jingyi's wrist, "I bought it from Sanhe Dashen? It's illegal to steal an ID card to work. This is not going to an Internet cafe."

A slight heat came to Peng Yuan's palm, without any burning sensation, just like touching a cat.

"Let go..." Ding Jingyi glared at him, "Or I'll burn you to death, I'm going to burn, I'm already burning!"

Come on, burn it with your eyes.Peng Yuan felt that Ding Jingyi might have activated some advanced magic, but it was blocked by some invisible rules. Maybe the emperor's magic existed in the world.Peng Yuan scratched his head with both hands: "You can eat some of the newly bought konjac shreds."

"Oh?" Ding Jingyi squinted his eyes. Just now, Peng Yuan was embarrassed, but snacks came to his door instead. This black-faced cat is actually a persimmon cat, right?

Peng Yuan stood up: "I'll find something to pack you up right away, let's have a good meal before we go on the road."

Ding Jingyi looked up to the sky with a long smile, the balcony door opened automatically, and the snack basket floated out, and landed firmly on the coffee table.

Peng Yuan entered the bedroom, and there was the sound of plastic bags rustling in the living room. For some reason, he remembered the snoring that night, like a cough caused by ear digging.

He took the photocopy of the document from the shelf and turned to the page that recorded "Laws of the Summoned".

"A Yuan, why do you buy konjac shreds that are both pickled pepper and spicy?" Ding Jingyi's voice came from the living room, "Can this be cooked..."

Peng Yuan pounded the document on the table: "According to the rules of summoning magic, the summoned must abide by the rules and be honest about their mistakes. You have to explain clearly where the ID card comes from."

Ding Jingyi has already unpacked more than a dozen packs of spicy konjac shreds, soaked them in a small cooking cup, turned it on, and stirred it with chopsticks.

The hot water in the cup boiled, and the soup was evenly red and steaming hot, covering the mobile phone standing next to it with a layer of fog.

"According to the law of the summoned, I need you to tell the true source of the ID card! I'm going to cast a spell, listen up!"

Ding Jingyi picked up a konjac silk knot, and the soup dripped onto the pages of Peng Yuan's book.

"Uh, uh, suck."

Peng Yuan took out a tissue and hurriedly wiped the book: "Ding Jingyi, don't Sun Houzi be afraid of the curse for you to eat in one bite!"

Ding Jingyi picked up the second konjac silk knot recklessly, as if he was really cutting his head off.

Peng Yuan quickly pulled out the books and piled them on the sofa, so as not to be turned into waste paper by the konjac silk soup.

"In the name of the rules of space and this world, respond to the summoner, and confess your actions—"

Ding Jingyi turned a deaf ear and continued to eat his konjac shreds. After Peng Yuan finished reciting two pages of incantations, the konjac shreds in the cooking cup had run out. Ding Jingyi wiped his mouth and snapped his fingers, but the cooking cup remained on the table.

"Can't wash it?"

Ding Jingyi poked the cooking cup, his whole body trembled, a cyan light rose from his feet, and turned into a vine-like entity covered with fleshy fluorescent spores, loosely wrapping around his body.

With years of experience as an old mage, Ding Jingyi didn't think that acting rashly would make his flesh and blood bruised.

More options filled his head: Out of vanity?Have loose bowels?Drunken?Toxic mushroom hallucinations?Anything is more exciting than beating.

"Rice can be eaten indiscriminately, but you can't eat indiscriminately..." Peng Yuan seemed to see through his thoughts, picked up the cooking cup and chopsticks, and put them in the kitchen sink.

Not eating anymore, Ding Jingyi shook his head like a rattle in his heart.

Peng Yuan sat back opposite him: "Where did you get your ID card?"

"You recited a spell for 15 minutes for an ID card, and you really recited it, so what?"

Ding Jingyi shook his arms, and three cyan spores exploded "bobobobo", spraying his face with light green powder, and he immediately snored uncontrollably: "嘿嘤嘤——"

Deflated!

Ding Jingyi immediately yelled and cursed: "Are you still a human being! Human beings do things!"

The combination of scolding and snoring is quite interesting.

"Hahaha!"

"The black-faced cat has received its supernatural powers!"

"Your Excellency, accept the supernatural powers first, hahaha."

Peng Yuan hammered his legs, and his professionalism also fell to the underground parking lot. He turned into a haha ​​monster, which complemented the humming monster.

Before Peng Yuan broke his leg, he went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water to wash a towel, and wiped the spores off Ding Jingyi's face. The living room calmed down, and the sound of singing K was heard upstairs.

"The ID card belongs to a student..." Ding Jingyi turned his face and sneezed a few times, "When he was pulling out the blind box, he tried to do it, and the wallet fell out, so I copied his ID card."

"copy?"

"I am a magician and a craftsman. As long as I see the complete original appearance of an object, I can use magic to reproduce it exactly."

When it came to business, the atmosphere between the two became serious.Peng Yuan withdrew the green vines, hurried back to the bedroom, fetched another document, turned to a page and marked:

"It turns out that the prerequisite for "Copy Magic" is to fully see the original appearance of the object..."

"Yes, look at this document."

Peng Yuan picked up his ID card, and on the front was Ding Jingyi's photo, and the message also said that he was a post-95 generation.

Ding Jingyi snapped his fingers, and a white light flashed on the ID card, which turned into Zuo Heng's information.

"When I need to pass the system, I use the information of Xuenan..." Ding Jingyi pulled a piece of paper, "Because the household registration system is not an entity, I can't put my new information in it, and the computer room where the system is stored must be in the country. confidential."

Peng Yuan once took a computer course in order to write the logic of the questionnaire system, and this part of the knowledge he gave Ding Jingyi also included.

"Then you are actually..."

"That's right..." Ding Jingyi interrupted Peng Yuan, "It's no problem at first. Convenience stores have age requirements, how old am I?"

"You can subtract years not alive."

"That's too old. The fruit shop does not require age, but a health certificate is required. I went to get one, and then I did the daily check at the fruit shop."

"It turns out that you did this when you were away during the day...then the car overturned was actually because of..."

Ding Jingyi raised his index finger on his lips: "That's what you think."

The two showed tacit smiles, and Ding Jingyi couldn't help but think of that cloudy afternoon when he squatted in front of the fruit shop peeling sugar cane, and it happened that Zuo Heng brought a blond girl out, full of the joy of skipping class.

As soon as Ding Jingyi looked up, the girl saw him and asked Zuo Heng: "Do you have a twin brother who works part-time?"

Zuo Heng coaxed the girl a few words, Ding Jingyi slipped into the fruit shop, Zuo Heng came in and walked around for a long time, and bought a piece of sugar cane specially, but got nothing but confusion.The old mage was just losing face, but Pao Xuenan had his face stolen.

Peng Yuan scratched his head and opened the "Summoning Magic Pre-plan" document. This document is mainly a rehearsal of the situation after the summoning. Peng Yuan started doing it when he was in junior high school and has been writing it until now.He swiped across the screen and turned to the title entry "Finding Jobs for the Ancients".

Peng Yuan opened the konjac silk and stuffed it into his mouth: "Do you have my software knowledge?"

Ding Jingyi chanted a series of software names like a mantra.

"Don't just turn it on and off?"

"Yes."

"Don't make trouble, your art skills are good. I'll go to the printing agency to ask if there is a job to cut out and retouch pictures. You don't need to sign a contract or ID card. You can do it at home. If you can't get a savings card, I'll exchange the money for it." Give it to you in cash."

Ding Jingyi nodded: "It's a deal, you can get [-]% of the money as a reward."

Peng Yuan waved his hand: "It's not easy to make money, the old mage can't make it..."

He flipped through the plan documents, which contained countermeasures for out-of-control magic and disasters, but they seemed useless.

After meeting Ding Jingyi, his life fell into a brisk happiness, with heavy embarrassment from time to time.

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17. Chapter 17

Ding Jingyi opened the dialog box and sent the compressed file: "Ah Yuan, the picture is ready."

The head of the black-faced cat in the blind box flashed: "Hurry up, wait for me to have dinner at noon, and I will give you the money from last time."

The reward for editing a picture is two yuan, and Ding Jingyi can complete one in ten seconds.Each homework is about [-] sheets, enough for him to take Peng Yuan to have a barbecue.

Ding Jingyi lay back on the bed, the ten o'clock sun shone into the room, crossed the tall white bookshelves, and illuminated the entire bed