Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

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Carrying the shopping basket, Peng Yuan lined up in the cash register line: "Okay, do you have the final say on the Fengshen matter in Ellowyn?"

"I have crucial influence..." Ding Jingyi took another box of throat lozenges.

During the reign of Ain, there were three officials in charge of reviewing the qualifications of the gods: the prime minister Yalesia, the general Nevi, and the magician Olin.The prime minister is responsible for reviewing economic and social influence, the general is responsible for reviewing combat and organizational capabilities, and the magician is responsible for deflation.

Peng Yuan placed the items in the shopping basket on the cash register: "Are you General Nevi or Magician Olin?"

Ding Jingyi turned to him and tilted her head.

"Do you have a membership card, sir?" the cashier asked Peng Yuan.

"No, there is no need to do it, thank you..." Peng Yuan finished speaking like a repeater, then turned to Ding Jingyi, "So?"

Ding Jingyi made a Gan gesture: "My last name is Dad, you can call me Dad."

"Okay, forget it..." Peng Yuan clicked on the QR code, "Don't eat candy."

Ding Jingyi glared at him and let out a "hum" from his nose.

Just a "huh", did you even give up setting fire to it!

The two went up to the first floor of the shopping mall and turned into a beauty store with black letters on a white background.The cabinet sister took a look at Ding Jingyi, and quickly came up to him: "What do you need, sir?"

Ding Jingyi stared at Peng Yuan, showed a "hehehe" smile, and said to the shopping guide, "Just take a look."

Peng Yuan followed Ding Jingyi through a series of counters: "My lord, why do I feel that your smile has its own sound effects?"

"Brain tonic is a disease, it needs to be cured..." Ding Jingyi pointed to a counter, "What is this foreign language?"

Peng Yuan looked at the simple seven letters on the counter and smiled slightly: "Aren't you my father, you don't even know French?"

When the cabinet sister heard the word "Dad", the expression on her face became richer.

Although Peng Yuan's father is also French, he only learned French after college to read literature on the Misty Continent, even later than learning Latin.Ding Jingyi did not get this part of knowledge.

Ding Jingyi said "hehe" this time: "I told you to read it. If you read it well, Dad will buy it for you."

It's okay for the old mage to be provocative, Peng Yuan said "haha" twice, and said GIVENCHY with a correct accent and came out.

"I'm done reading, can the old mage read it?"

"There's no reason for Dad to read it."

Peng Yuan opened the photocopied document and stared at Ding Jingyi: "The old mage can't recite well, I'm about to recite the magic spell."

Ding Jingyi punched him lightly: "I interrupted such a long spellcasting by throwing a cat at you, GIVEN—"

The two were very close, and Peng Yuan clearly saw that Ding Jingyi's mouth was in its proper position, and even smelled the dry and warm air between his lips, but the ending of CHY just didn't come out.Could it be that the old mage hasn't eaten for a few days and is starting to miss it?

"CHY?" Peng Yuan read it again.

Ding Jingyi repeated, but there was still no sound.

what happened?

The cabinet sister next to her couldn't hide the expression of eating melons secretly observing, and kept a close distance.

Peng Yuan suddenly had an idea: "Jingyi, did you read it in your mother tongue?"

Ding Jingyi's mother tongue is naturally the language of demons, so he nodded.

Peng Yuan rubbed his hands: "Are there any unpronounced syllables in human language in your mother tongue!"

Ding Jingyi shrugged: "There must be, I don't know which ones."

In Peng Yuan's mind, there were a lot of black-faced cat blind boxes, each with flexible joints, shaking their heads and tails like a lion dance.

There is a large magical literature on the foggy continent. Among them, only the summoning magic left by the God of Time and Space is written in Latin, and none of the other magic recorded in the language of demons has been deciphered.

Although scholars can infer part of the meaning of the demon language from the glyphs, the language without pronunciation is incomplete after all, and there are still a lot of mysteries hidden in the literature.

If the pronunciation of the devil's language can be obtained, it will definitely be a major breakthrough in understanding the culture of the Fog Continent.

If the practice is successful, it may be possible to turn magic into modern technology...

Peng Yuan picked up a mascara sample: "It's interesting, go back and learn foreign languages ​​with me? No need for a point reader."

Ding Jingyi looked at him with a mentally retarded look: "I'm going to take you with me when I go out, and it's over. What foreign language do you want to learn?"

Alright, I was hit again by the noble lord for dimensionality reduction.

"What if you get lost in a foreign country, I'm not here, and your phone is out of battery and internet, what should you do?"

In Ding Jingyi's eyes, the degree of mental retardation intensified: "I don't even have an ID card, how can I go to a foreign country?"

Such a law-abiding answer made it difficult for Peng Yuan to refute.

Ding Jingyi glanced at the price tag with a smirk: "I'm here, let me buy you something."

The cabinet sister saw the needles: "We have basic care and make-up here, and the color range is also full. It can cover daily use and party products. There is also an event today with a [-]% discount on the whole site."

Ding Jingyi stared at the eyeshadow palette, Peng Yuan knew that he was planning, for fear that he would make an adult choice and come to Oboi.

Ding Jingyi edited the pictures for a month, and every income went through Peng Yuan's hands. Peng Yuan added the price tags of the eyeshadow palettes in his mind, and the black-faced cats in his mind fell down one after another.

Ding Jingyi chose a set of earth colors, and held Peng Yuan's hand through the glove: "Come and try this."

Peng Yuan shook his head like Thomas the Tank Engine: "No, no, this is mostly for girls, isn't it suitable for me? And it's expensive, isn't it delicious if we go out for a hot pot meal?"

Ding Jingyi stuck Peng Yuan's ear: "You are here to test the color, go back and paint, I will help you sort out the syllables that humans can't pronounce."

Standard devil speaks!Standard devil deal!

Peng Yuan calmed down for a moment. Although his luck could not be called Europe, he is now out of the bottom line of African chiefs. Is there room for negotiation in this condition?

Peng Yuan thought for a long time, then said casually: "Go back and draw for someone."

Ding Jingyi said coldly, "Show me."

Shout out warning!

Peng Yuan rolled his eyes: "Make-up is interesting only when there are many people going out. I want to paint here."

The corners of Ding Jingyi's mouth twitched, and he smeared various colors on the back of Peng Yuan's hands frantically, and quickly picked out several boxes of makeup.

The cabinet sister next to him added: "My little brother looks so European, you can try a set of costumes here."

Ding Jingyi ordered a full set of blush, eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara. With the help of the cabinet sister, she selected a makeup brush with primer and makeup remover, and said to Peng Yuan: "Go back and paint!"

He has also learned to be domineering CEO, Peng Yuan laughed in his heart, he really felt something wrong when he saw Ding Jingyi pulling out a finger-thick Grandpa Mao at the cash register.

"Why are you standing there..." Ding Jingyi patted Peng Yuan's waist, "Quickly sign up for the member app to give me a discount."

"It's very expensive, do you really want to buy it?"

Ding Jingyi shook her finger: "Many summoning objects require the magician to draw facial patterns before casting the spell, and the facial patterns need to be very delicate to make them respond...Picture patterns require superb skills and aesthetics, which cannot be achieved overnight. of."

Peng Yuan thought of his classmates from the Academy of Fine Arts next door. Most of them started to study painting in middle and high school. Not to mention all the way through the art school, they had to find an additional studio for intensive training before the college entrance examination. big.

"It's a pity that I can't teach you magic directly. My magic is a state secret..."

Ding Jingyi stuffed the cash register slip into a delicate handbag, "But aesthetics is no secret."

Peng Yuan felt that the whole world was lit up.

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20. Chapter 20

"Brother Yun, I may not have anything to do with money. I really can't write a business report. My official account has only been rewarded with ten yuan. It is still given by Brother Yun. But if I decipher the language of the devil, I can change Jingyi's ID card." ?"

Peng Yuan pressed the send button, picked up the eyebrow pencil tremblingly, and drew a centipede-like curve on the paper.

Peng Yuan understood Ding Jingyi's intention of not letting him put on makeup outside.Damn, drawing curves with bare hands is a science, why not just open excel to guide the data.

Peng Yuan opened the phone, and it was full of beautiful photos of Ding Jingyi after makeup.

Everyday, classical, gothic, all kinds of makeup are available, plus just the right lighting, each one is enough to hang on the official account of a high-end photography studio.

The first time Peng Yuan was with Chu Jing, he found it bothersome. He was not used to putting all kinds of things on his face, and he had to sit obediently for half an hour to take off after applying makeup.But when he finally saw his own photo, Peng Yuan couldn't help being stunned: Is this me?

He never thought that he could become another person in a photo through an unconventional method, as if he could experience another life for a short time.

And the magician who changed for him did not use magic.Ding Jingyi followed the standard makeup process to paint layer by layer. The final makeup is rough or fine, and it is full of beauty.

To paint or not to paint, if you don't paint, you don't have to be summoned, and if you paint, you become a female makeup master...

For science!Reluctantly, Peng Yuan washed his face again, poured on the water milk sunscreen foundation, held his breath and painted a light earth color on his face.

A scream came from the living room: "What I lack is cosmetics, what I lack is hands!"

Ding Jingyi crouched on the bed watching the video, only showing his eyes.Peng Yuan jumped to the bed and saw that it was a live video of oil painting.

Peng Yuan changed into pajamas and pajamas, and sat on the side of the bed: "I hate